We follow a path up, this road is very small, the two people can not pass side by side, can only side by side to hide, Lin Guofu said that this is obviously not a bright road, how can it be to lead to the shrine?

I say it’s because it’s small, so it’s good to defend.There are still some houses on both sides of the trail, but no one has been living at this time, a thick layer of ash has fallen on the small window, and the support of the window is not an iron bar, but two large logs, cross the window, looking in through the window, dark, nothing can be seen.

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Walked a paragraph.

I suddenly stood up and looked back.

What happened to Lin Guofu?

How do I feel as if someone is following us?

He looked back and said no?

I shook my head and said, walking.

Walking for about seven or eight minutes, on the trail, the scene in front of the sudden bright, there appeared a fan-shaped flat, we came out of this place, near the center point of the fan arc, and near the fan-shaped dot, is a somewhat solidly built building.

Two floors are high, there is only a small door, the door is very large, there are 20 meters wide, the whole main door has no other passage except for a door on the first floor that looks very strict, and then there is the second floor, a small row of small holes.

Lin Guofu asked me what I was doing?

I said it was a shot hole.

He shook his head, which was hard to understand.

In fact, modern people like him simply cannot understand how important it is to guard against foreign enemies in the era of inadequate legalization and underdeveloped information and communication in ancient times.

Not to mention somewhere else.

That is to say that my hometown, the age is not far away, my grandfather was when they were children, that is, less than 80 years ago, my grandfather lived in a cottage, the cottage has a cottage door, and my grandfather's home when he was a child is at the front of the stockade.

At that time, it was not like the peace of the world now, and there were often bandits who had robbed their families.My lord said that his father was still there at that time, as soon as the bandits came, my great-grandfather took the people of the stockade to meet the enemy, my great grandfather's tall, the battle was very brave, the bandits jumped to the roof on the big night, he did not have to look at it, just to listen to the sound of a flying fork thrown over, the bandit directly.

fell off the roof.

Some people in the stockade came out to carry it, no one came out to carry, basically once encountered a bandit, the man was killed, the woman was robbed, brought to the mountain insult, basically once the bandit passed, most of the cottage will be extinct.

And we are still good, after all, bandits do not often, are infestation in the era of disaster.

But in front of this stone fort, from the perspective of the construction and layout of the entire village, the war is frequent, and I can see the scars crossed by the knife and gun on many walls, and some of the scars seem to be particularly strange, unlike ordinary weapons.

These are the relics of history, although the village has long been unable to find anyone, but the scars are silent records of the history that once happened here.

Lin Guofu looked at me and said to look forward?

I laughed in my heart, it seems that this boy is finally long-term, I know to ask me a word first.

But I didn’t say directly, I asked him if he had found anything.

Did he say a word?

I asked him to take a good look at this shrine and look at it carefully.

He frowned, looked at it for a moment, and shook his head.

I said there was a great war here before the people in this village disappeared!

He asked me how I knew?

As soon as I kicked my feet, I kicked out a cluster of arrows that I had just stepped on, and the arrows had been corroded by the wind and rain, but the shape was probably maintained.

What does an arrow say?

I said that this cluster should have been shot out of the arrow holes in the shrine, and before the war, the people in the village should have retreated to the shrine.

I pointed to the only door in the shrine, which had many small holes on it, which should have been left by arrows, and there were some relatively large traces of the impact, but these collisions failed to knock the door open in the end.

Seeing here I suddenly admired the designer of this shrine, the shrine as the last retreat of the people of this village, the defense mechanism is not only reflected in the shrine itself, but also on the road up to the shrine.

Think about it.

A road that can't be two people in parallel, neither of them can go hand in hand, even if there is any powerful large-scale attack wall machine can't be moved up, and there is such a steep road, which is invisible to the enemy who has been attacked.

However, even if the temple is very strict, once it is beaten, it can only be withdrawn to the temple, I am afraid that the people of this village are also at the end - if there is no help.

I told my thoughts about Lin Guofu.

He asked me why I said that?

I said very simple, the strictness of the shrine is relative, the outside can not attack at the same time also represents the inside of the people can not come out, if this time the water in the shrine is not enough, then will not be trapped to die by themselves?

I was shocked by my own words.

Lin Guofu shouted at me two words, saying, how did my face suddenly become so terrible?I also felt that I was frightened by the idea that suddenly came up in my heart.

The moonlight fell, the silvery and yellow moonlight was like a layer of frost on this village, I seemed to hear the throng of terrible howls, and I seemed to see a scene of people eating people's tragic pictures...

The people of an entire village have been trapped in an impenetrable castle for years, and the grain is cut off, so what is left?If you want to live, what is the only way?I suddenly remembered one thing my lord had told me before, saying that it was his grandfather told him, and said that it was a thing that happened a long time ago, this happened in the Central Plains area, war, natural disasters, farmers' grain for three consecutive years, farmers who did not have half a grain at home finished their bark roots.

What do you eat when you don’t have to eat?

Eat the children and the elderly at home.

When I heard this story, I spent several days sleeping at night and had nightmares about seeing others eat people.

Now looking at all this in front of me, and then by inferring, I seem to see the picture in the nightmare coincide with this bunker-like shrine in front of me...

I was shuddering.

Lin Guofu shouted at me a few times, and then woke me up.

He asked what happened to me?

I shook my head and said, let’s go.

He said something that seemed a little unclear.

But I didn't explain it to him, and the first turn was to go to the path we came.Lin Guofu later asked me what happened?