It’s not so much a basement as it is a long and narrow passage that extends to the ground.

It was hard for Gu Jianlin to imagine that there was such a secret place under the garbage dump of Heiyun City Walled City. There were occasional handmade cement candlesticks on both sides of the long and narrow corridor, with candles about to melt placed on them.<

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"Remember to close that stone slab."

The little girl walked in front and turned around to give instructions.

Gu Jianlin turned around and moved the stone slab over.

With the help of the faint light, he discovered that the stone slab was actually smeared with mottled blood, and at the top of the cave entrance, there was a black flower hanging, as if it had withered and glowed with a deathly gray color.

"Brother Lin, what kind of place is this?"

Cheng Youyu survived, leaning against the wall and sliding down a little bit, breathing heavily and said.

Gu Jianlin shook his head, indicating to him not to talk more, and firmly blocked the exit with a stone slab.

In the darkness, the little girl lit a piece of firewood and then lit a candle.

The firelight illuminated a young face, which looked thin and yellow due to malnutrition.

But her eyes were very clear, bright and agile under the firelight.

"It is a mixture of stone tree oil and human blood. A few years ago, someone discovered that using this method, combined with the fragrance of Wuxiang flower, can turn a closed space into a place independent of the world when the black fog falls.

The barrier. In this way, you can sleep peacefully at night without fear of being in trouble."

The little girl said softly: "Even the black mist can't get in."

Gu Jianlin probably understood.

The so-called Great Ruins are those monsters.

The black fog seems to be a disaster that has plagued this taboo area for a long time.

People living here have become accustomed to using some method to avoid such disasters.

"No, little sister."

Cheng Youyu gasped and asked: "Why do these monsters turn into humans? And..."

The little girl raised her little face, glanced at him, and replied: "I don't know either. I know an uncle who said that memory is a kind of punishment, but it only punishes those who live in the past."

She blew out the match, then carefully put it into the box, put it in her pocket and put it away.

It was just a used match, but she didn't want to throw it away.

"My name is Wanwan, come with me."

The little girl led the way: "Your friends have been poisoned and need to recuperate."

Gu Jianlin followed behind carrying two sacks.

After being released from the ghost-human form, it was a bit difficult for him.

Fortunately, the fat man Cheng Youyu can still move, otherwise he would really be exhausted.

The little girl led the way, looking back at him from time to time with curious eyes.

Gu Jianlin saw all this and said nothing.

I don’t know who dug this underground space. It goes straight underground and is as big as a small supermarket.

But it still feels cramped and humid, and the light is not very sufficient.

Every time Gu Jianlin arrives in a new environment, he will instinctively observe the clues and build a model in his mind.

But this time he felt at a loss as to what to do.

He is either a second-generation rich man or a boy from an ordinary family, but he has lived in a big city since he was a child. He occasionally goes back to his hometown in the countryside with his elders, but no matter where he goes, the material conditions are sufficient and he has never seen

The so-called suffering in the world.

It wasn't until he came to Heiyun City Walled City that he discovered that there were still people living such a life in this world.

He was surprised, but acceptable.

But now, he doesn't know what words to use to describe this place.

After walking out of the corridor, you are greeted by a warehouse filled with all kinds of garbage.

There are broken mobile phones, cups full of mud, broken charging cables, and dirty mattresses.

There is also a sign on this warehouse - Materials Warehouse.

An old man sitting on the bench looked at them expressionlessly.

Both of his legs were broken, and he was holding a crumpled cigarette in his hand, but without lighting it, he put it to his nose and smelled it.

"Wanwan is back?"

When the old man saw the little girl, he raised his head and forced a smile, revealing the ferocious tiger tattoo on his neck.

"Uncle Sun!"

Wanwan smiled sweetly: "I will take the refugees to see my father."

Uncle Sun hummed, his eyes swept behind him coldly, and then he was slightly startled.

Gu Jianlin squinted his eyes because he found the old man's eyes staring at him.

The look in his eyes was so strange that he couldn't help but clenched the two sacks in his hands.

"Tiger tattoo, surname Sun?"

Cheng Youyu muttered a bit behind: "Why does it feel familiar to me..."

Gu Jianlin glanced at him and lowered his voice and said, "Do you know him?"

Cheng Youyu hurriedly looked away and said: "I'm not sure. I've heard it before. It seems that before the Immortal Palace project started, a wave of elites went down first. Most of the people there died. Their team leader's surname was Sun. Characteristics

What’s more, there is a tattoo of a tiger under his neck. Later, it was said that it was also contaminated and disappeared.”

After passing the so-called material warehouse, they arrived at a place called the Grain Reserve.

There are shelves made of wood, which are obviously knocked out inch by inch by hand.

There are five barrels of peanut oil, three bags of flour, two bottles of soy sauce, and half a bag of salt.

There is also half a bottle of Laoganma.

In addition, there are some less fresh vegetables, such as tomatoes, beans and cabbage.

Meat is very scarce, only some pork belly is placed in the cabinet.

The most common ones are potatoes and sweet potatoes, because they can be stored for a long time.

A woman about forty years old was sitting at the door humming a lullaby. She had only one arm, coaxing her infant baby, and occasionally exhaled a breath of cold air into the food storage.

Celestial Master Path, Level 2.

She uses her ability to keep food fresh.

Because there is no electrical system in this underground space, let alone a refrigerator.

It is worth mentioning that this woman showed no expression when she discovered that a new person had arrived.

But her eyes stayed on Gu Jianlin for a long time.

Deeper there is a storage room for forbidden items, which has ten locks.

Five able-bodied middle-aged men stood guard at the door, holding guns and swords in their hands, ready for battle.

Gu Jianlin thought that the things inside might be important to the people living here.

Therefore, it must be strictly guarded.

Gu Jianlin came here and put down the sack in his hand.

Those five people were looking at him from beginning to end, and their eyes made him go crazy.

"Lin, Brother Lin."

Cheng Youyu stumbled and said, "I don't feel right."

Gu Jianlin shook his head: "It's okay."

Under the dim light, you can still see a big shop, where many people are sleeping and snoring.

Looking around, some are missing eyes and some are missing ears.

Most of them are disabled.

Daily necessities are in a basin and hidden under the bed.

This seems to be the rest area, with no extra furniture, only a few old dining tables and a few plastic benches.

The burly old man was sitting on a chair, wearing a shabby leather jacket, with a rough and wild broadsword at his feet.

There was also a mirror in his hand, which reflected the billowing black fog and the ghostly shadows in the fog.

"Dad, I'm back."
To be continued...