Chapter 3 Someone is coming
Wangshan ran the dead horse.

At that time, looking at the corners of the cornices, it didn't feel that far away. When I really measured the ground with my feet, the distance almost made Xia Jing die.

If it wasn't for the support of her strong willpower trained in the last days, she would have fainted halfway, and maybe she would really become a bone of bones by the side of the road after a while.

When the last twilight fell from the west, Xia Jing finally arrived at the foot of the mountain. Looking at the red wall not far away, she habitually used her mental power to scan the situation ahead.

A man as thin as a stick was hiding motionless on a big tree next to the fence.

Although the man was skinny, Xia Jing didn't dare to be careless when she noticed his slightly protruding temples and sharp eyes.

And the trees here, no matter inside or outside the fence, although their leaves are wilting, they have much more vitality than the trees on other mountains.

In this case, either the feng shui here is good, the groundwater is still sufficient, or someone has watered it.

Xia Jing glanced at the big tree where the person was hiding, and then used her mental strength to look around to make sure that there were no other people hiding around. She avoided the man on the tree and turned to the other direction of the fence.

The sky gradually darkened, and the darkness became the best invisibility barrier. Xia Jing successfully avoided the two warriors and entered the enclosure by scanning her mental power.

After entering, she passed a stone tablet and realized that although there are people here, it is not a place where people live.

The wall that had just ventured over was the feng shui wall of this group of mausoleums, and the cornices and corners she saw during the day were the places built by the royal family for the dead.

Of course the dead live underground, but the buildings on the ground also belong to the dead living underground.

Xia Jing rubbed her hungry belly, the little food she ate before choking to death in the morning had already been digested by her along the way.

Right now, she doesn't have the extra energy to think about whether she can enter this place. At this moment, she just wants to find a secret place to rest quickly, and it would be even better if she can find some food along the way.

The guards outside the feng shui wall are fairly tight, but inside the feng shui wall, there are not many guards guarding secretly.

This situation of being tight on the outside and loose on the inside shows that the warrior guards outside the wall are very confident in their own force.

Although it is not an imperial tomb, the scale of the royal tomb is not small, covering an extremely large area.

Xia Jing explored all the way, and finally found several offerings in one of the main halls.Moreover, the offerings on the table have not deteriorated.

Xia Jing, who was hungry, didn't care if it was an offering or not. For people living in the last days, as long as it was food that could be eaten, it would not be wasted.

Three plates of pastries and two plates of fruit, usually enough for two or three people, were eaten by Xia Jing in one meal.

After eating and drinking, Xia Jing stretched her waist, turned around and entered the apse, which was more secret than the front hall, and the empty apse had no decorations.

In the dark, Xia Jing laid out the coffin that she had taken in during the day. For the land of rebirth, she had no psychological burden at all to lie in it again.

Lie down in it, Xia Jing still sighed in her heart, this width and length are really the best sleeping couch for adjusting the sleeping position, making you unable to turn over even if you want to.

The night in Wangling is very quiet, there are no howling zombies in the last days, except for the night falcon calling once or twice from time to time, it can be said that such an environment is the best place to promote sleep.

It was like a movie playing in her mind, presenting a woman's short life in front of her.

When Xia Jing woke up, the top of the big tree outside the window was already dyed golden. Under the sunlight, the naked eye couldn't tell whether the leaves on the top of the tree were green or withered yellow leaves.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the air is fresh. If you ignore the dry and small green plants nearby, the scenery is beautiful and it is very suitable for human habitation.

Xia Jing propped herself up and jumped out of the coffin. As soon as her feet landed on the ground, a piercing pain came from the soles of her feet.

The hall was empty and there were no other decorations, so she could only sit back in the coffin.

Walking all the way wearing soft-soled shoes yesterday, several blood blisters developed on the soles of both feet. Last night, because I was too tired, I was really sleepy. I forgot to take care of my body for a while, and fell asleep in seconds.

Besides, in the last days, her hands and feet have already developed calluses, and she forgot for a moment that she was a "delicate body and expensive" lady. Yesterday, she walked so far with her feet, and the blood blisters on her feet were not a problem. Strange.

The blood bubble burst, and the blood that flowed out was completely glued to the socks, that is, the ancient footwear, and had dried up.

Xia Jing faded half of the socks and couldn't take them off. I don't know if it's because of a change of environment or a change of body. This body is particularly sensitive to pain nerves.

I wanted to take off my socks after soaking them in water, but in reality there was nothing in the apse except dust. If I forcibly tore off the stuck socks, my feet might hurt even more.

In the end, Xia Jing could only tear off two strips of cloth from her underwear and wrap the socks and feet tightly together, so that her feet would not hurt so much when they hit the ground.

He brushed his hair together and put the coffin into the space.

Last night, with the faint light of the ever-burning lamp in the front hall, I ate some pastries and fruits whole. After a night of digestion, Xia Jing was hungry again.

She touched her chapped lips and walked out of the apse.

I don't know if it was the reason why I slept in the coffin of the original owner last night, or my brain was repairing the memory. Anyway, when I woke up, the original owner's memory recovered.

While Xia Jing was sorting out the memories in her head, a series of footsteps sounded outside the hall.

someone is coming!

(End of this chapter)

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