"Do you have any suggestions?" Zhang Heng did not tangle in the previous question, asked along the old man's words.
"The Gilman Hostel, where there is delicious food and soft beds," the old man replied, "I can take you there." He said and turned straight away, as if to tell Zhang Heng to follow him.
Zhang Heng looked at the church in front of him again. It was obviously not a proper church site. On the contrary, it revealed a feeling of madness and evil, just like the town itself.
Wearing a golden crown and wrapping himself in a strange robe, the dark figure flashes away from the huge column auditorium. Zhang Heng can't recognize what the guy under the robe looks like.
At this moment of delay, the old man had already walked out a short way. He stopped and looked back at Zhang Heng with his protruding eyes, just like a toad.
Zhang Heng thought for a while and decided to keep up with the old man because he was the only one in the town who took the initiative to talk to him, although he was not willing to answer all the questions.
"Do you know me?" After catching up with the old man, Zhang Heng asked, "what time is it now?"
"July 15, 1927." The old man finally answered another question.
This is similar to the estimated time when Zhang Heng came here for the first time. Zhang Heng subconsciously looked at the watch on his right hand, but this time he found that the starfish who accompanied him at any time was not on his wrist.
Maybe it's because Zhang Heng has been used to the constant company of that watch. When he first came here to check the props, he even forgot to count that watch. However, Zhang Heng didn't panic. One thing is that today's zero point has passed, and there is still quite a long time to go before the next zero point. His extra 24 hours probably can't be used.
Secondly, he is not the ordinary person when he first entered the replica. His long list of high-level skills has become a part of his body. Even if he does not rely on props, he has enough self-protection.
In addition, it can't be said that he doesn't have any props at all, at least the four shadow sets are still there, and even the shadow moment, which has been used up for many times, seems to have regained its vitality in this strange place, but Zhang Heng has no time to check for the moment.
As he continued to follow the old man, he was still trying to collect some information. "I see you are preparing for the celebration. What are you celebrating?"
"Oh, it's just an ordinary traditional sacrifice. Don't worry about it."
"Well, do you know how to get out of here?"
The old man's steps stopped, "the train stopped a long time ago. It takes a long time to walk, and this area is not safe. If you want to leave, you can take a bus. It leaves at eight every night, but..."
"But what?"
"But not tonight, because the driver is also preparing for the celebration, so the train will not leave tonight."
"What about the horse?"
"There are no horses in town," the old man replied in a hoarse voice. "There were horses in the early days, but the animals didn't seem to like the place, and they were restless at night, so we had to buy them again." Then he turned his head and said, "do you want to leave?"
"Leave? No, I'm just asking. " Zhang Hengdao.
He didn't lie. Of course, Zhang Heng can see that no matter what the reason is, the old man hopes that he can stay in the hostel named Gilman tonight. Coincidentally, he also wants to see what will happen in the hostel. Zhang Heng originally planned to investigate here. Even if the only bus connecting with the outside world starts tonight, he will not leave.
Of course, he is not a fool. When he first met, the old man said to him, "you Finally, "Zhang Heng can see that the so-called traditional sacrifice is mostly related to him.
So I'm afraid it's going to be fun tonight.
Zhang Heng continued to chat with the old man, trying to see if he could get more useful information, and the old man was still answering his questions selectively as before. We could see that he was carefully avoiding the core secrets here, especially the things related to the evening celebration.
However, Zhang Heng still got some things. For example, one hundred years later, the houses that had been abandoned and collapsed were full of people, and the economy was still booming at that time. It was once very busy, even a city.
Ships will stop at the port, sailors will go ashore to have fun, trains will come here to bring goods and immigrants from other cities, and take the food from the fish and shrimp that the people in the town catch to other places. In addition, there is a gold refinery in the town, which is a profitable business.
But after the civil war, business began to decline, the economic situation continued to deteriorate, and people could not see the future. Soon after that, some people began to disappear. At first, they were just a few, but later more and more. At the same time, as a group of new children grew up, some people began to change their appearance, and the old people were the same One of them.
When he said this, he seemed to be secretly observing the changes on Zhang Heng's face with his turbid eyes. However, what disappointed him was that the latter didn't react to the words, neither surprised nor frightened, nor delighted. He just indicated that he could continue to speak.But then the old man stopped and said, "here it is."
Zhang Heng looked up and saw a domed building. Like other houses here, the domed building could not escape the fate of decay. Gilman's three words on the signboard had been polished off a lot. At the same time, the peeling phenomenon of the wall was also very serious. There were moss and mold on the wall.
I'm afraid similar hostels can't attract many tourists in any town. However, according to the old man, this is the only place left in the town where people can rest. Only when Zhang Heng stepped into the rather shabby hall, he had to doubt the two selling points of delicious food and soft beds mentioned by the old man.
Fortunately, in addition to some grumpy and lonely, the front desk man looks relatively normal.
"Room 427, one dollar." He put down the dirty old newspaper in his hand. "It's very busy today. There are two guests."
"Is there anyone else here tonight?" The old man had some accidents.
"Yes, something happened in the town before..." When he said that, he suddenly shut up and looked at Zhang Heng on the other side.
The latter turned over all his pockets and looked up, "sorry, I may not have any money with me."
“…………”
The old man and the waiter looked at each other.
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