Apocalypse Cemetery

Chapter 218 Ghost Village
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Yang Yandi and others docked in the Gulf of Aden, rented a few love camels, and began to rush towards the scene of the incident.It was late at night, and the bearded man was tied to the back of the camel. He protested loudly at the beginning, probably because he was exhausted, but now he has quieted down.

Asimov turned the map around a few times, but still couldn't determine where they were now.

"Are you sure this is Downton's lair? But there is nothing here except a small bungalow."

Yang Yanti frowned, and said, "I only know the approximate coordinates, please look carefully."

This is a small town in Somalia. Because of the weird appearance of these people, people along the way paid attention to them, and some even wanted to see if they could make a fortune from these fat sheep passing by.However, when they saw the Gatling barrel still hanging on the camel, they immediately dismissed this idea.

The camels drove through the square of the town, and the buildings with a romantic style receded beside them. If the cultural environment here was not too harsh, it would be a good place to travel.Then, they saw a group of people in the square, their expressions were agitated, and they seemed to be cursing something.

Next, an incredible scene happened.

Those people bent down to pick up the stones on the ground, and threw them at a pair of men and women in the center whose heads were covered with black cloths.Screams continued to be heard from the black cloth hood, and the blood wet the clothes and flowed on the gravel-filled square.After only a few minutes, the man and woman fell to the ground and did not move.

Asimov asked the bearded man tied behind the camel, "What are they doing?"

The bearded man seemed a little dissatisfied with what happened to him being kidnapped, and kept silent.But when he saw Asimov pull out another pistol, he relented again.

"What else? That woman already has a husband and stays with other men all day long."

Yang Yanti asked strangely: "What's wrong with staying together? What shameful things did they do?"

The bearded man exclaimed: "Of course, although her husband is dead, but they are a couple who swore before Allah, how can they talk and chat with other men casually? Don't you vulgar outsiders don't understand marriage?" Is it pure and precious?"

Yang Yanti said: "At that time, she was actually a widow who was widowed, and then she was arrested and beaten to death because she hooked up with a man. And you locals still think it's normal?"

Senes interrupted him, saying: "This is the local customs here, just get used to it."

Yang Yandi shook his head and continued on his way.In any case, they are just passers-by, and they don't have to worry about such nosy things that happen every day.

Then, they passed through several villages in succession.The road in the desert is not easy to walk, but at least you can tell the direction, and it is not easy to go around in circles.Soon, they reached the GPS location.There was another village ahead, but beyond that, they found nothing.

Asimov doubted again: "Yang Succession, your friend's information is really accurate? Could it be that Downton lives in a small bungalow next to us?"

Yang Yanti said: "It must be accurate, let's find a place to live first, and then investigate carefully."

However, Cerness's words disappointed Yang Yantai again.He took down the tent behind him, and said, "Get ready to set up camp! The Arabs are very xenophobic and won't let us live in their own homes."

Yang Yandi could only sigh, "This place is simply worse than the Sahara Desert."

With that said, a few people set up a tent behind a sand dune next to the town.Senes is an old bird in the Middle East, so he naturally knows how to defend against the wind and sand here.Asimov built a pair of bonfires, then baked the general's biscuits, popped them in his mouth and chewed

Senes said: "The key question now is how to build trust with the villagers so as to obtain useful information."

I don't want to, but a bearded man who has never spoken has spoken at this moment.

"Build trust? This is a famous ghost village. When we locals pass by here, we all want to walk faster. Do you still build trust with them?"

Yang Yanti looked over at the bearded man, and saw that he kept looking at the village in front of him, his application was strange, and he seemed a little scared.

He secretly thought that the bearded man must know something, so Yang Yanti winked at Asimov, and this guy immediately understood.

Asimov drew the dagger from his leg and walked towards the bearded man.The bearded man was frightened even more. He had already seen the ferocity of this group of people on the boat, and they were by no means the kind of "good people" who only scare people.On the contrary, these people are merciless in killing people, and they don't treat people as human beings at all.

Asimov came to the man with the bound beard, knelt down, gestured the knife in front of him, and said, "I'll ask you the answer."

The big beard nodded again and again, and the thick beard was shaking like a brush, making a fluffy rustling sound.

Seeing his cooperation, Asimov was satisfied and said, "What do you mean by ghost village?"

The bearded man said: "It literally means, this is a ghost village. I heard people say, don't deal with the villagers when you come here, they are devils who cannibalize people. Two of my friends used to come here to board, but after the second Tian was completely gone. Some say he was eaten by those villagers."

Yang Yanti nodded and said, "What else do you know?"

The bearded man said: "I have never been in that village, and no one around here dares to come here. I heard that there are many monsters hidden in that village."

Yang Yanti asked, "What kind of monster?"

The bearded man said, "I heard that there are giant men with bull heads, and some have sharp claws like knives."

Yang Yandi, Asimov and others looked at each other, knowing that they might have found a place.

(End of this chapter)