CH 129

Chapter 129 - They looked like people that couldn't tell a lie (3)

After leaving the courtyard, up ahead was the path up the mountain. The path was an old stone staircase. There were cracks in the stones, and the staircase was steep and long. Climbing up these steps would make one's legs cramp.

Bei Nuan deeply suspected that even zombies weren't willing to climb up such a high place.

There were several broken ends along the way. One misstep and they would roll down to the deep valley. It truly was a good place for defense. Ten thousand people couldn't get through if there was one person guarding it.

After they climbed for a while, they reached the ancient gate of Yao Town.

The ancient town was covered by the mountain's clouds and mist. Moss and vines had grown all over the weathered town walls, which were made of pitch-black bricks. There was a lookout tower by the main door. The door was thick and heavy and shut tightly.

The man stepped forward and knocked on the door.

The guards on the tower had seen them. Someone opened the door's peephole.

The man whispered a few words to the person on the other side, and the door opened. They led Bei Nuan and the others inside and locked the door.

The first thing these men did after entering was group together with the guards and furtively split the bills with them.

Bei Nuan saw their covert actions and figured out that charging money to enter the town wasn't above board.

Bei Nuan thought; this town seemed safe now, but if they let anyone in for money, would this safety last?

Someone from the town passed by and said with a smile, "You guys let someone in again?"

The man raised his voice, "These are relatives of the townspeople. They just came back!"

The man put the money in pocket and turned around to say to Lu Xingchi and the others, "You have to be checked for injuries."

Although this place was remote, the inspection process was thorough. The group was split by gender and led away to be carefully checked for any injuries.

Although the townspeople weren't strict about letting people in, their strict inspection process kept them safe.

Jiang Fei's head wound was almost completely healed. Du Ruo only had superficial injury on the back of his hand, and the scabs for it had fallen off. Neither of these injuries were taken seriously. It was probably because infected people would have turned into zombies before their injuries were healed over.

The houses in the ancient town were built around the mountain's topography and looked like they were stacked on top of each other. Looking from the bottom, the houses were only faintly discernible because of the mist.

As soon as Xiao Ji was checked out, he pointed at an old house on the mountain and said that was his home.

There were many people in the town, and there were even shops that were still open.

It looked so normal, but at the end of the world, what was once normal became very abnormal.

In addition to the townspeople that lived at the foot of the mountain, there were tourists that had gotten stranded here. In addition, there were people like Bei Nuan and the others, who obviously weren't locals or tourists. These people had probably paid money to come here for refuge.

The town was too remote, and its population had withered over the recent years. Many people had gone out to work or simply moved away, so there were many dilapidated and abandoned houses in the ancient town. There was no need to worry about not having a place to stay.

Xiao Ji hastily led everyone up the mountain.

A group of people were also coming down. They were clustered around one man. He was so conspicuous that Bei Nuan immediately noticed him. His facial features were slightly deeper than ordinary people's. His bearing was calm and gentle, and he had the poise of a person in a high-ranking position.

It was hard to tell his age. Judging from his face and figure, he should be in his mid-thirties. However, his gaze looked shrewd and ruthless. He looked like a person who had seen the ways of the world and had deep experience. He didn't look like a young person at all. Moreover, he was wearing a loose linen shirt and cloth shoes and holding a red sandalwood rosary, the standard outfit of an old man.

And, the most special thing about him was that he was holding a yellow tabby. The tabby wasn't small. Its fur was lustrous and smooth, and it was swinging its big tail. It was obviously living a good life. It was peacefully lying in its master's arms and arrogantly looking at all living things with its amber eyes.