The lighting here was dim, so I picked up the photos one by one and looked at them. I saw that they were all soldiers who died tragically in one place. Their deaths were particularly strange, with their eyes wide open and bleeding from all seven orifices. This was the case in almost every photo. And each photo had one thing in common: the place of death was the same, with only slight changes, and only the shooting angle and location had changed slightly.

This place is very strange. It looks like an ancient street scene, all paved with stone slabs with slightly larger gaps between the slabs. There are ancient buildings around it, and it vaguely looks like a street somewhere. What surprised me even more was that several photos showed clearly that there was a fortress wall nearby in the back, but it looked blurry and small. As the saying goes, things are bigger when they are near and smaller when they are far away. Such a small proportion means that the wall is a little far away.

Since the city wall is far away, it means that the entire small town should be quite large. Looking at other photos, from some angles you can clearly see that there are towering mountains on both sides. This place should be built on the mountain. What surprises me is that this is clearly some ancient domestic architectural style. How could these soldiers die there?

In addition, organizations like Black Skull have long been on the international wanted list. It is unlikely that they would enter my country so blatantly, unless they were so bold as to seek death. But what would they do? In addition, if they were all dead, how did the photos get back? This made me think that this place was probably not a place in China, but a place outside the country.

I saw that the photos fell out of a file bag, so I picked them up and looked at them. I saw "The city of death" written on the document in oil paint. After putting the basic words together, I could still understand that it meant the city of death.

"These people in the Black Skull Organization are really stupid. They go wherever there are dead people and just want to kill their own people." I sighed.

But this is their business and has nothing to do with me. I'd better take care of myself. I walked to the right side of the office and saw three or four boxes of canned food. One box was opened and eight cans were eaten, and the rest were unopened. There were twelve cans in each box, so a total of forty cans. Canned food has a long shelf life and is good food.

So, I unpacked them all and put them into the linen bags I had prepared in advance. I put ten cans into the backpack and the remaining fifteen cans into the linen bags so that I could take them all out at once. After going out, the first thing I did was to pass the rope through the sack and hang it on the horse. Since the cans were heavy, I didn't ride it. It was still small and couldn't bear that much.

After that, I led it all the way down the mountain, so the speed was much slower. When we got back to the post station, it was already past noon and the sun was starting to set. It was probably around 3 p.m. when I brought the things back. The girls all smiled immediately, and the food was more guaranteed.

Bailu and Yingchun sorted the food into the house one by one, while Yunwen went to tie up the horse and put out hay for it to eat. I took over Yunwen's work and cleared all the weeds and wild wheat in the yard, piled them in the stable, and ate them if possible.

I continued to use the engineering shovel to dig the soil, loosen the soil, and began to dig deep earth channels. Then I cleared out the wheat paths and began to sow the seeds I left in the sacks. This courtyard is not small and the area that can be planted is very large. I left aisles, and the planting amount is probably more than twice that of the previous house in Huoquan. I also left more seeds this year, so it can basically be planted full.

Then I opened the iron pestle and loosened the gear shaft, and the waterwheel started to operate normally. The canal water began to flow out and into the earthen canal I dug, and began to evenly irrigate the farmland. After the land absorbed enough water, I closed the canal. This saved a lot of manpower and material resources. In addition, I told Yunwen not to clean up the horse manure recently. I planned to use the horse manure and the deer manure outside to make some fertilizer.

By the time we finished all this, the sun had already set and Bailu started to stew noodle soup. On the other hand, she prepared some sliced ​​noodles and together with Yunwen, she cut the freshly picked ingredients of the day, such as wild mushrooms and vegetables. She put the vegetables in and seasoned them first, adding some sesame oil, wild pepper, star anise and other dry ingredients, and seasoning. After the water boiled and the flavors were absorbed, she cut the canned fish and put it in to enhance the flavor.

Finally, when the soup base is ready, add the cut noodles into the soup and cook until they are seasoned.

After a tiring day, a bowl of fragrant seafood mountain-flavored noodles can satisfy your appetite, especially with its fresh flavor and the special taste of various ingredients, which makes you feel refreshed.

Chewing the mushrooms reminded me of the wood ear mushrooms I raised last year. I thought I should make use of a ventilated cellar to grow some fungi, so that I won't be too lacking in vegetables in the winter. But I need to find some rotten wood, which I have to look for towards the coast.

After dinner, the girls chatted, stewed medicine, and said some trivial things. I was looking at the campfire, and the photos I saw during the day kept appearing in my mind. I don’t know why, when I think of these pictures, the words that the fox fairy beauty in the dream said with her back to me would echo in my ears, and they even kept replaying in my mind.

"Zhou Lang, you must not go to the West Camp. Remember! Remember!"

"Zhou Lang, you must not go to the West Camp. Remember! Remember!"

...

When I came to my senses, I saw Bai Lu patting my shoulder. I was in a trance for a while and didn't notice her coming over. She was holding a bowl of boiled ointment in her hand and asked in confusion, "Brother Zhou Bo, have you also been affected by the poisonous miasma? Why did you look so dull and stupid just now? Do you want to drink some of the medicine that Yingchun and I drank?"

I waved my hand and said, "No need. I was just bored and absent-minded. What do you want from me?"

She pointed at my swollen wrist bone and said, "I'm sorry for last night. I hit you so hard that I hurt a strong man like you."

I understood what she meant and stretched out my right hand. She helped me apply the ointment. I immediately felt a cool and comfortable feeling, and the pain was much less. I said, "It's okay. It's all over."

"I remember that everything Yingchun and I did in the past week was extremely excessive. If I were you, I would have taken sister Yunwen and ran away to avoid being implicated. Why didn't you do that? Why did you choose to find an antidote for Yingchun and me?" Bai Lu asked.

"We are sick and need your care. When you two are sick, Yunwen and I certainly can't just stand by and watch. We are a team on this deserted island, even a family. We can only survive by helping each other. To my shame, I have really thought about what you said, but Yunwen persuaded me for a long time." I said.

"Thank you for your honesty. I understand. In the future, I will try not to be on guard against you and treat you as my family. If you are family, you shouldn't care too much." Bai Lu said with a smile.

"That's right. When everyone is united, they can achieve great things. Unity is strength," I said.

Bai Lu chuckled, covered her mouth and laughed, and whispered, "What a tacky way of saying it."

I scratched my neck, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this time, she gently rubbed my wrist bones, her technique was gentle and delicate, and said: "But folk remedies have always been the most effective. I will listen to you in the future and let our team truly live in harmony, as if we were one."

"It's great that you think so!" I couldn't help but say, although I didn't know if she could do it.

"Since we are a group, I think there are some things that should not be hidden from you. I want to tell you something, and you can decide whether to tell everyone." Bai Lu said.

"Oh, what's the matter?" I asked.

"Actually, I may have heard it from the wooden man, the West Camp of the Canyon, but maybe because I was afraid, I was poisoned by the miasma at that time, and my ears blocked that word. After all, the poisonous miasma stimulates the nerves, deepening and strengthening certain characteristics, and producing a relatively more egoistic mental hallucination." Bai Lu said.

“So, what does this mean?” I asked.

"This shows that my brain is afraid of these words 'The Xiying in west canyon'. The reason for the fear, I think, is that I have seen that place. It was in the office of the underground factory. On the report it said 'The Xiying in west canyon', which means 'The Xiying in west canyon'. Many people died there. I also happened to read the autopsy report in the materials..." Bai Lu's eyes showed horror.