Zhou Yuan and Ruoli walked towards the old house. The quiet old house seemed deserted.

Zhou Yuan looked outside for a long time, then turned his head and said to Ruoli: "Let's go in and take a look!"

Ruoli hesitated for a moment and looked around.

Then, Ruoli said: "I feel like there's something wrong with the atmosphere here, it feels weird."

Ruoli's strength is not weak, and her insight may have surpassed Zhou Yuan's by a lot. Ruoli's words made Zhou Yuan pay attention.

The scrapped car was parked outside the door. It was covered with moss. The whole old house looked as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

Zhou Yuan nodded to Ruoli, and the two of them walked towards the old house.

Pushing open the door of the old house, Zhou Yuan was the first to walk in.

There were some furniture scattered around the house, and things were piled on the table and sofa. The whole room looked very messy.

The room was filled with a stinky smell that could not be described, as if the room had not been cleaned for a long time and the smell was emitted by the garbage inside.

"There's no one inside." Zhou Yuan looked around the living room. There was nothing unusual about the whole living room. There was nothing special except for chaos.

The doors in several rooms around the living room were open, including the bathroom and kitchen, and no one was seen.

"It stinks!" Ruoli raised the hand that was pressing on his chest and waved it in front of his nose.

Zhou Yuan smiled bitterly and casually walked over to check it out.

However, I didn't see anything.

Ruoli walked over and asked, "How's it going?"

Zhou Yuan shook his head: "There is no one here, but judging from the traces of life here, there should be people here a day ago. The old farmer should have gone out."

After saying that, Zhou Yuan continued to look around.

But at this moment, Zhou Yuan was suddenly attracted by a sculpture on the wall.

This sculpture is hung on the wall, and it is carved with a very strange pattern. On it is a hand pressing down on many human beings, who make desperate expressions.

This sculpture seemed to be a special kind of art, but at this moment Zhou Yuan could see that this sculpture seemed to be expressing something.

"This means a hand covering the sky." Looking at the sculpture, Zhou Yuan rushed towards Ruoli and said.

"Covering the sky with one hand?"

"The old farmer must be revealing some news, but no one believes him." Zhou Yuan was certain that this sculpture did not exist by chance.

Then, Zhou Yuan stretched out his hand and turned the sculpture.

The next moment, I saw a passage opened in the wall of the living room, and a basement appeared in front of me.

There was a faint light on in the basement, but it was not dark inside.

"Let's go down and take a look." Zhou Yuan said to Ruoli.

Ruoli nodded, but he was still a little sickened by the stench coming from the living room.

The two walked into the basement.

There was a light on in the basement. The basement was very simple, with only a table and a chair, plus a lamp.

The desk lamp is shining, and there are many materials on the table.

"Look, Zhou Yuan." At this time, Ruoli suddenly said to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan immediately followed Ruoli's gaze and saw countless words written on the wall.
Chapter completed!