Qi Xia seemed to have turned the story over. He walked forward on his own, refusing to answer any questions raised by Chen Junnan and Qiao Jiajin.
He seemed to open up his heart for a moment, but soon closed himself up again, leaving only that cold appearance.
The three of them just kept walking eastward without saying a word. After walking for about an hour, they could no longer see the tall buildings around them, instead they were replaced by low bungalows. Surprisingly, there were also Many aboriginal people were making repetitive movements sluggishly, like machines.
After about an hour and a half, no one could see any "zodiac signs" anymore, and there were only the occasional aborigines around. After another half hour, even the aborigines were rarely seen.
Except for the abandoned road at their feet, there was already a wasteland around them, but the wasteland here was somewhat different from that in the real world. There were no overgrown weeds, only bare soil.
"Don't you think there are very few plants here?" Qi Xia asked.
The two looked around indifferently, feeling that Qi Xia's focus was a bit unique.
Even the people here are no longer normal, do we still need to be full of lush plants?
"It's nothing strange," Chen Junnan said, "Will any plants survive here? The sun in the sky is so strange, and the air is extremely stinky. It's not suitable for plants to survive."
Qi Xia nodded and then stopped talking. The few people walked forward for about ten minutes. When they felt a little tired, they saw a house appearing on the wasteland in the distance.
It was a low house made of pure wood. It looked dilapidated on the outside, with many wooden boards showing cracks like wrinkles. It looked hideous under the sunset of the "Land of Ends".
The group of people walked a few hundred meters further and looked behind the low house. Someone roughly made a fence using scrap iron and scrap wood inserted into the ground. Inside the fence was a horrifying scene.
There are a lot of "scarecrows" erected there.
It is said to be a "scarecrow", but if you look closely, you will find something strange. Each scarecrow is moving slightly, and even its eyes are swaying from side to side.
Where is this "scarecrow"?
In this small farm, there are dozens of wooden crosses, and "aboriginal people" are tied to each cross. Their hands are stretched out and tied to the horizontal bars, just like real scarecrows. Unable to move.
The next thing that comes into view are the "crops" on the ground.
The land was dotted with severed limbs, and they looked neat and well-cared for.
Not only had the land been carefully cultivated on the farm, but the soil had also been turned over, and the ground near each broken limb was somewhat moist and even watered.
Some of these severed limbs have dried and turned black, revealing wrinkles like dead trees, while others look fresh at first glance, not only red in color, but even stained with blood.
A breeze blew by, and the overwhelming smell of the farm filled the nostrils of the three of them.
"I... lost..." Qiao Jiajin's lips trembled slightly, "Liar boy... handsome boy... are we in hell?"
"This place has always been hell." Qi Xia said with an indifferent expression, "No matter what someone does...it seems normal."
Seeing this scene, Chen Junnan swallowed slightly and said: "I don't feel good... This person seems to have gone completely crazy... He is much more crazy than he was seven years ago. We really need to find him and Do you want to have a nice chat?"
"Looking at this scene alone, it's really crazy." Qi Xia said, "Compared to him, Chu Tianqiu is too gentle."
"These two people are evenly matched..." Chen Junnan said with a frown.
He thought that when he woke up this time, he suddenly appeared in Chu Tianqiu's basement, which was filled with bloody animal masks and several "zodiac" heads. These strange things exuded a disturbing smell in the dark and damp basement. The smell of nausea was not much different from this farm.
"Are you going to knock on the door now...?" Qiao Jiajin asked tentatively.
"Uh..." Chen Junnan scratched his head, feeling that it was indeed a bit tricky. If he wanted to see such a madman, was it necessary to knock on the door?
The three of them were in a daze at the door, but they saw the door of the wooden house shake, and a thin figure walked out of it, holding a rusty metal watering can in his hand.
"Is it him?" Qi Xia asked.
"Yes..." Chen Junnan nodded and looked at the thin middle-aged man, "He hasn't changed at all."
Wei Yang in the distance obviously noticed the three people standing on the street. His expression was startled, and then he stood at attention with a watering can and silently confronted the three people for more than ten seconds.
Then he silently opened his mouth and uttered two hoarse words: "I admire you."
Only then did Qi Xia realize that this man named Wei Yang had fairly regular facial features, and he should have been handsome when he was young. However, time has left traces of aging on his face, and the "Land of the End" has given him a crazy look. Eyes.
Now he is standing more than ten steps away from the three of them, exuding a strange aura, and even Qi Xia dare not move forward to talk to him.
Seeing that the three of them had no reaction, Wei Yang slowly leaned down, put the watering can behind him, pressed his lower abdomen with his other hand, bowed to the three of them in a very gentlemanly manner, and then turned and walked towards his "field".
Seeing his strange behavior, Qi Xia was a little confused and whispered: "You recognize us."
"Eighty percent yes." Chen Junnan nodded, "He used to be a villain who hid a knife behind his smile."
Wei Yang turned his back and walked to the field with the watering can. He first leaned down and looked at the broken limbs, then reached out to wipe the dust on them, then picked up the watering can and poured it down.
The three of them had been watching Wei Yang's every move, and then they realized that what was spilled from his watering can was not water, but thick and black blood.
The blood slanted down from the watering can and flowed on the severed limbs, making the already terrifying scene even more bizarre.
"Hmph hum~~" Wei Yang hummed an old song. Everyone felt that the melody was familiar, but they forgot where they had heard it. He seemed to be really doing farm work, while watering each broken limb. Water, while singing a ditty.
"It's getting dark, we can't wait any longer." Qi Xia said while holding back his nausea, "I'll go meet him."
Just as he was about to take a step forward, Wei Yang in the distance said to himself: "I'm not going..."
"What……?"
"If you want to resist the "Celestial Dragon" and destroy the entire "End Land"... I won't go. "After Wei Yang poured the "water", he reached out to check the status of the "crops", then turned around and said with a smile, "Whoever wants to die can die by himself...don't hold me back."
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and wiped his cheek, and a piece of black and red blood instantly stained his face.
