"In two hundred years, under the wind and sun, there is no **** that has been rusted on an iron lock. How can it hang on the door..."

Ling Luoyu threw the iron lock and stepped in.

"Didn't you find out that on the way we came, all the houses had collapsed and the gates almost no longer existed. Only a few houses here are still relatively intact!!"

Gu Lan looked at her gaze, again a little different.

To be honest, although he saw these in his eyes, he didn't doubt it.

After she said so, she also noticed something wrong.

"You mean, the people in this village are a little bit...disappearing?!"

Ling Luoyu didn't speak, but walked into the room and made a circle.

"There are simple daily necessities here, and they are basically clean and not messy..."

Gu Lan frowned, "When these people moved out, didn't they bring clothes and shoes?!"

Ling Luoyu followed his gaze and saw a few neatly arranged clothes and shoes, but they were badly corroded.

But visually, it can be seen that its owner is very careful when cleaning them.

"Judging from the furnishings in the house, the owner in the house is not rich...It stands to reason that when you move out, you should take your clothes with you!!"

Ling Luoyu's voice paused slightly, and Gu Lan immediately looked at each other.

Both of them saw the weirdness and weirdness.

"Let's go in and see..."

Gu Lan walked into the inner room first, but stopped the moment he walked in.

"Ling Luoyu!"

Ling Luoyu entered afterwards and was also taken aback.

On the bed of the room, a skeleton covered a quilt, sleeping in a correct posture.

Gu Lan tilted her head slightly: "Do you think that this person has a problem sleeping?"

"I can see it! Whose sleeps is so neat?"

Sleeping is the most free time when a person is most comfortable. How can they be like now, sleeping neatly, with straight hands and feet.

The two cautiously stepped forward, and when they saw the corpse, they immediately glanced at each other.

The hole in the bed had his neck broken.

At his neck bone, a bone was clearly broken.

"He... was killed?" Ling Luoyu frowned.

It's also difficult for people to kill, kill people, and build them so neatly? !

Gu Lan thought of another question: "If someone killed someone, then... who put the lock on the door?? The murderer killed someone and just left, why kill someone?"

Ling Luoyu stared at him and said, "Why don't we? Let's take a look elsewhere?"

"go!!"

In every locked house, there is a dead and upright person.

Moreover, their homes are clean and tidy. The things are neatly arranged without a trace of clutter. It seems that the owner of the house broke his neck by himself and then covered the quilt after finishing everything. The door is locked.

As for the collapsed houses, although they are not as dilapidated as they are, they can still be seen in the preserved places, and those places are kept neat and tidy.

Ling Luoyu and Gu Lan walked into the center of the town with sullen faces, their eyes facing each other.

"Who would it be...Kill them and tidy up things?!" Gu Lan looked around.

"What I am more concerned about is whether the people in this town are all extinct...If they are all extinct, what about the ice drops?!"

Ling Luoyu's words pierced into Gu Lan's heart like a cone of ice, and he woke up instantly in pain.

"Demon God!!"

"what??"

"The people here were killed by demon gods!!"