Zhan Changfeng stood on the water and looked up at the mountain wall opposite. The mountain wall was covered with semicircular stone gates, and no trace of people could be seen. Compared with the two settlements he encountered earlier, the security of the Gorimu settlement was obviously higher. They can live in mountains without water and without exposure.
But she had doubts about the news described in the mission that "all the people of Gorimu died". She could clearly sense a lot of weak breath of life.
Zhan Changfeng made a secret and disappeared, and passed through a stone door. The cave was not big, and there was only room for an earthen bed, on which lay a short man. He was still breathing, but he was paralyzed.
There is another door inside the cave, and through it is another small cave, which is also a bed of earth and a person.
According to the leader of the previous settlement, the residences in Gorlim are distributed like a honeycomb. One or two people occupy a small cave. They usually go to the cave hall inside for meals and group activities.
She went down these doors and should be able to reach the cave hall, but there were paralyzed people in every small cave, which made her suspicious.
This move is not like the work of evil spirits. Evil spirits are corrupted souls, or elves and ghosts affected by resentment and miasma. They feed on the flesh, flesh, and souls of living beings, and they will not be kind enough to let them be paralyzed here.
Zhan Changfeng stretched out his palm and hung it on the person's head, looking through his life's memories in a flash, but there was nothing special, as if he suddenly became like this.
She observed a few more people, and they were all in the same situation.
One thing worth noting is that they are all paralyzed, unable to speak, open their eyes, or move their bodies, but they have touch, taste, and hearing, and are conscious. The painful heart howled endlessly.
While she was listening, she noticed someone coming in front of her. After waiting for a moment, the door on the side was pushed open and a lame old man came in.
The lame old man's eyes were numb, and he was holding a wooden bucket in his hand. There must be some kind of mushy food in it.
He skillfully inserted a funnel into the paralyzed man's mouth, scooped up a spoonful of mushy paste and poured it in. Then he pulled out the funnel, picked up the barrel, and went to the next small cave.
Zhan Changfeng didn't feel any other aura on him, and couldn't help but wonder, could it be that she was a step too late and the so-called evil spirit had already left?
Her consciousness swept through the entire Golimu over and over again, and there was no other situation.
After thinking about it, Zhan Changfeng returned to the foot of the mountain. There was a shelf there. On the shelf was a half-person-high gong. It was used to remind people in the mountain when foreign settlements came to visit.
She knocked on it about ten times, and the deafening sound echoed through the sky.
They didn't attract any living people from the mountains, but they did attract a few adult locusts. The adult locusts were as big as a strong cow, with thin wings on their backs, front claws like sickles, and a shape like a praying mantis. Their strength was comparable to that of Zhuji.
Zhan Changfeng killed them with one strike of his sword, and after waiting for a while, a rock next to him moved, revealing a crack. There were a pair of eyes looking outside, probably because he saw that there was no danger, so he moved the rock away again. Point, asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you here for?"
"The leader of Zige Village sent me here. I want to exchange some seeds and ask about the whereabouts of our merchants from Zige Village."
"Oh." He turned sideways and motioned for her to come in.
The humans here are generally thin and short, and the tunnels they built are also extremely small. She has to bend down to walk. The Gorimu man in front of her straightens his waist, still three inches from the top. Moreover, most of them have hunched backs, as if prematurely senile.
The Gorimu man who led the way was not very old. He belatedly realized that a "monstrous creature" was following behind him. He ran forward quickly for a few steps, then turned back timidly. His numb eyes moved, and a few strands of light floated up. Curiosity and envy, "You must be Zige's general to be able to eat so tall."
eat?
Zhan Changfeng recalled the leaders and guards in the Zige settlement. It seemed that the relatively strong people had official positions.
He didn't ask Zhan Changfeng to reply, and just kept thinking to himself, "Only leaders and generals can eat enough and raise them strong. When they are strong, they can choose men. Women mate and give birth to the next generation. I have nothing to eat. That's why I'm like this." I was so thin that I didn’t have children, but it’s different now.”
Zhan Changfeng's eyebrows moved slightly. She knew exactly what "different" meant. There were only twenty people in the whole mountain who could move their hands and feet, one lame old man, two relatively young men, and thirteen pregnant women. , four young children of varying ages.
"Come in." After passing through a winding corridor, the Gorimu man opened a small wooden door, which revealed a relatively spacious cave hall.
"There's food!"
"Where did you die!"
The pregnant women vented their emotions violently and painfully. They picked up the stones around them and smashed them casually. The hunched Gorimu man nodded desperately and flatteringly. Sayazi ran into another door and took out something that could still be eaten. of food.
On the other side, a Gorimu man with a broken arm hurriedly stopped four children who were running rampant. "You can't eat that. That's what mothers can eat."
He took out a black bowl and said, "Eat this."
The children started crying and refused to eat the rotten vegetable leaves with mud in the bowl.
"Stop crying, let me drink this again." He took out a jar of urine with distress, "It's all fresh today."
The children burst into laughter.
"Is there any more?" The lame old man hobbled back with an empty bucket.
The man with the broken arm wrinkled his face sadly, "I'll mix it up more."
He took out a basket of dried excrement, poured it into the tank, and sprinkled some grain husks in. He looked at the lame old man blankly, "The water in the underground river is polluted, and the clean water and urine we stored are all polluted." It’s not enough.”
The lame old man had a dull expression on his face, moved his lips, and squatted in the corner with his knees in his arms without saying anything.
The man with the broken arm dropped the mixing tank and stood there not knowing what to do.
More than half an hour later, the hunchbacked Gorim man finally coaxed the pregnant women to rest. He said to Zhan Changfeng with a tired face, "Our groundwater is gone. Can I lend you some water on credit?" "
Zhan Changfeng asked instead, "Where did the people who came here for business go?"
His eyes flickered, "I don't know, I haven't seen it before."
"Really? Why are there just you and the other Gorim people?"
"" He wanted to make a sad expression, but his already desperate eyes turned ferocious. "A month or two ago, everyone here contracted a strange disease and became paralyzed overnight."
"look at me."
He looked at Zhan Changfeng as if frightened. The inexplicable fear made him want to run away, but his legs couldn't move, as if he was caught by something. A thin layer of sweat crawled on his pale face, "What are you doing?"
Zhan Changfeng checked his memory and found that everything was fine, but there were two slightly strange things. The first one was that one night long ago, he cursed Gorimu and said that they had all disappeared. He would have the right to mate and have children. As a result, the next day, all the Gorim people were paralyzed, leaving only his father, brother, and the woman with young children and pregnancy.
The second incident, not long after, he had another dream. In the dream, someone told him that his wish came true and it was time to return the wish. The price he paid for the wish was to take care of paralyzed people.
There is something indescribably weird about the whole thing. Could it be the work of a monk who went astray?
But what about this mission message that "all the people of Gorimu are dead"?
