famous concubine

Chapter 131: The Moment of Despair (4)
No.

The next one, still not there.

The next one, still nothing.

There is no living and no dead.

Dongfang Yu calmed down a little, the prince didn't die here, which meant that he might still be alive.

However, when she walked around the screen and passed through the back hall, when her eyes swept over the window lattice, she froze as if glued to her by strong glue and couldn't move.There was an obvious bloodstain on the window lattice, in the shape of a spray, and the blood stained a large piece of paper window.

The mind that had just settled down was disturbed again at this moment, she narrowed her eyes and continued to look elsewhere.

To the back door, whether it is the window lattice, the door leaf or the corridor pillar, there are varying degrees of damage on it, and it looks like it was left by a fierce fight not long ago.

Dongfang Yu clenched his fists, stopped on the spot for a while, and then immediately stepped out again.

Just under the shade of the trees in front of the small door in the backyard, there were three or four guards lying in terrible death.

Rao Xia Xue, who has always been calm, calm and courageous, couldn't help but turn pale on the spot when she saw the miserable conditions of those people at first glance.

Commander Yan also followed their footsteps. When he saw the cracked skulls of those people, his complexion turned blue-gray, and his body swayed instantly. The corner of his eyes accidentally caught sight of the milky white brains mixed with blood on the ground. He pinched his throat and vomited directly beside him.

Dongfang Yu's complexion changed slightly, and the color of her clear eyes gradually deepened. After a short pause, she went straight to the dead.

After counting them carefully, we can see that there are more than a dozen scars of different shapes on their bodies; there are hoes, shovels, hammers, plows, wooden sticks... Careful observation shows that these shapes are inseparable from the villagers' daily farm tools. .

Dongfang Yu sighed silently, closed his eyes and slowly stood up straight.Although from these guards, she also saw mild early symptoms of the plague, but they definitely did not die under the plague, but died under the violence of these various farm tools.

I don't know why they have these horrible scars on their bodies!

Judging from the situation, they should have been caused by a fierce conflict with the villagers of this village.

The prince's guard died here, but what about the prince's people?

Commander Yan vomited for a while, and finally felt less uncomfortable in his stomach. When he straightened up tremblingly, Dongfang Yu and Xia Xue had already walked towards the back door.

But Xia Xue pushed hard, but the seemingly open door couldn't be pushed.

Seeing this, Dongfang Yu hurried over to help, but when she approached and looked down, she saw a foot as stiff as a stone stuck under the door.

Dongfang Yu frowned, looked back at the man with a bluish face, and said, "Commander Yan, come here and give me a push."

The door couldn't be pushed open from the inside, so Commander Yan simply pulled out his saber, and smashed the door panel apart with a few strokes.

The dead man who was stuck on the door panel was about forty years old, and he should be in the prince's entourage according to his clothes, but his face was facing the ground, so he couldn't see his face clearly.Commander Yan stepped out the door and turned him around with difficulty.

However, his eyes fell on the face of the deceased, and he couldn't help but let out a desperate exclamation: "Ah, isn't this, isn't Han Yuyi? He, he also died here!"

Royal doctor?

Dongfangyu was stunned when she heard the words, and quickly lowered her head to look at the deceased; after a while, she felt relieved invisibly. Fortunately, she didn't see any symptoms of plague in this dead ghost doctor.

This situation can at least show that when he died, the scourge of the prince was still alive and well.

However, the girl glanced outwards, and then her mood froze into ice, and there were messy but unusually clear bloody footprints on the trail by the back door.

Under the scorching sun, the bloodstains had already dried up, and even the shoe prints were clearly visible.

Commander Yan also followed her gaze and swept out. He naturally saw the messy row of bloody footprints, but when he saw the shoe prints on it, his eyes were firmly locked and he would not move.

"This shoe pattern... this shoe pattern...is only found in the special shoes made by the guards in the palace..." Commander Yan muttered to himself, and the despair in his eyes deepened.

Dongfang Yu pursed his lips tightly, and walked a few steps forward along the bloody footprints. On a small turning slope, he found three more guards around the prince dead in a pool of blood.

Commander Yan followed and saw that the death conditions of the three people were similar to those of the guards they found in the backyard. The death conditions were extremely horrific.Seeing this, the acidic water that had just stabilized in his internal organs began to rush up his throat again, he turned his head quickly, bent his waist, and kept vomiting.

After he finished vomiting, Dongfangyu looked at him quietly, and found that Commander Yan was like a deflated ball, his eyes were lifeless and full of despair.

She pondered for a while, then raised her head slightly, stared straight at Commander Yan, her eyes were firm and open, and there was an admirable sense of stability and fearlessness in her bright eyes: "Commander Yan, if you are guessing here, why not just follow the past Find out."

Commander Yan nodded heavily, slowly stabilized his precarious figure, and walked towards the other side of the village along the messy but clear bloody footprints.

Along the way, they inevitably ran into countless rotting dead, and everyone's faces showed a look of despair intertwined with fear and pain.

As if infected, Commander Yan's body also trembled slightly, his face gradually turned pale as he walked, his eyes were shaking with a faint look of fear and despair.

In this village full of death, everything he saw and heard seemed to slowly overwhelm his heart. He was afraid that the last straw hanging on his life would be broken, and he would never be able to get out. This village of death.

The bloody footprints continued intermittently to the other side of the village. In this village full of oppression and despair, in a quiet space that was so quiet that it made people feel uneasy, and even gave rise to a sense of despair and terror, they suddenly heard a burst of blood in their mouths. The faint moans of infinite pain were intermittently caught in the breeze and blown over.

Dongfang Yu's heart tightened, and after silently looking at each other with Xia Xue, he immediately followed the faint moaning sound in the air.

They went around and walked for a while before confirming that the sound came from a family near the river at the other end of the village.

They quickly approached and found that the courtyard door of that family was wide open. In the courtyard, under a lush tree on the right side, there were several stoves for blacksmithing. Rinse the cooled semi-finished product under cold water.

But there was no one in the courtyard, and the heart-wrenching weak moans came from the inner room, one after another, sounding very painful.

At this time, Dongfang Yu and the others forgot the most basic manners. They didn't ask first, and no one remembered to knock on the door first. Instead, they walked straight to the room where the voice came from.

(End of this chapter)