Chapter 614 Unfriendly Town

Two days later, Zhang Heng and Wendy finally arrived at their destination.

Looking at the small town in the distance, Zhang Heng said, "Did your father tell you that he came here to discuss business?"

"Yes, that's what he said before he left." Wendy nodded, then hesitated and said, "Do you think he would also lie to us about this matter?"

"It's unlikely. Didn't you send a telegram to the sheriff here before? He said that your father had left."

"Um."

"At least it means that he is related to this matter. You will know if you go and take a look."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he and Wendy rode through a field. However, the crops in the field were not growing well. It was not just because of the weather or other reasons. They all looked wilting, and the strangest thing was that there was nothing. Farmers are there.

Zhang Heng asked Wendy to wait aside, while he got off his horse, walked into a room, and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

So Zhang Heng pulled out the revolver from his waist, pushed open the door, and quickly stepped aside.

After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no movement inside.

Zhang Heng raised his head, took a quick glance, and then put away the revolver.

"How's it going?" Wendy asked from behind.

"It's safe, there's no one." Zhang Heng said. Unlike the uninhabited town he experienced before the dungeon started, there was no sign of evacuation here. Zhang Heng even saw a half-opened book that was turned upside down on the table. .

In addition, there are wooden toys for children on the ground.

At this time, Wendy also got off the horse and walked in, "Where have everyone gone?"

"I don't know." Zhang Heng said. He simply walked around the room and saw no blood or anything else suspicious. He said, "Get out."

The two then left the farmhouse and closed the door again.

Wendy looked at the nearby fields again and muttered, "Why are they growing so badly? Is it because no one is taking care of them? How much harvest can we get in a year like this?"

"I'm afraid not." Zhang Heng said, "Have you noticed that not only the farmland, but also other plants along our route are not growing well."

"Why is this happening?"

Hearing this, Zhang Heng turned his attention to the well next to him. He scooped up a bowl of water from the well. He looked at it and found that it was turbid compared to ordinary well water, and it also tasted astringent and salty.

Zhang Heng only took a sip and poured the rest on the ground. "The water source here is polluted. That's why those plants don't grow well."

"Is it man-made, or is it natural?"

"It's not clear yet, but people in the town should know." Zhang Heng got on the carrot again, "Let's go, there is smoke in the town, there must be someone there."

About a quarter of an hour later, Wendy and Zhang Heng entered the town. This town called Bliss looked no different from other western towns.

Although it was a little deserted, it was not like the farmhouse outside where no one could be seen.

Zhang Heng first opened two rooms in the hotel and put luggage and other things that were inconvenient to bring with him. This time Zhang Heng did not let Wendy go to find out the information alone.

The latter stood at the window, looking at the street below.

"Is it my imagination? It feels like the people we saw along the way are quite hostile to us."

"Really? I'm a yellow race. No matter where I go, people are quite hostile to me." Zhang Heng said. As he spoke, he counted the bullets in his bag. In the middle, he couldn't stand Wendy's insistence, so he finally taught her a lesson. She focused on shooting knowledge, pistols, and rifles. She had to admit that Wendy was indeed quite talented in shooting and learned it very quickly. At least it was progressing more smoothly than Zhang Heng's riding skills.

When she stopped to rest on the road, she would ask Zhang Heng to borrow a gun to practice her marksmanship, and even shot two hares for dinner.

"But I also noticed what you said."

"I don't like the look in their eyes." Wendy said. She saw the woman across the street putting on her clothes on the balcony. The latter just glanced at her and then retreated into the house, closing the doors and windows.

"Isn't there an outbreak of some deadly disease here? Chickenpox? Or even more deadly leprosy... There was also a chickenpox outbreak in the town when I was just born. I heard my father say that they would gather all the sick people in one room. In the house, to prevent them from infecting healthy people, and then draw lots, and send one person to deliver food and water every day until..." Wendy paused, "Everyone inside is dead. This is not so much treatment as Said it was murder."

Of course Zhang Heng has heard of leprosy. Let alone the 19th century. Even if it has been effectively controlled in modern times, people in some remote places still get angry after hearing about it. In this era when medical treatment is not yet developed, people Apart from isolation, there was almost no way to treat leprosy.

"Be careful, this town is indeed unusual."

"We left as soon as we found my father, so where should we start?"

"Go directly to the Sheriff here," Zhang Heng said, "Since no one else wants to talk to us, but before that, we have to go to the grocery store to replenish some supplies."

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The owner of the grocery store was cleaning the shelves. He turned around and saw Zhang Heng and Wendy walking over. He immediately got off the scaffolding, hung up the closed sign, and then hurriedly tried to close the store door.

But the next moment a hand stretched out from the crack in the door, stopping his movement.

"Sorry, sir, we're closed." The boss said, while secretly exerting force on his hands. However, his two hands combined were not as strong as the other one, and the door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

"It seems we were lucky enough to catch the last shift." Zhang Heng walked in with Wendy without even waiting for the boss to explain.

At this point, the boss had no choice but to accept the reality and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Give me four, no, six boxes of ammunition."

"which type?"

"Two boxes of 44-40 Winchester, four boxes of .45-inch Colt long ammunition, thank you."

"With so many bullets, are you going hunting?" The boss reluctantly asked while taking out bullets from the shelf.

"Is there anywhere to hunt around here?"

"Not as far as I know. If you want to hunt, you have to go a little further."

"Then we won't hunt." Zhang Heng said. After saying that, he turned to look at Wendy who was standing aside, "Do you want some licorice candy?"

"I'm not a child anymore." Wendy frowned.

"Just because you like sweets doesn't mean you're a kid. I know a guy. I honestly don't know how old he is, but he's older than anyone you've ever met. That guy eats sweets like a Like a bottomless pit.”

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