Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 131 The Smell of Rot

After a while, they arrived at Yin's residence in Shanglin Village.

As soon as Xiao Guoer walked into the gate, she smelled a special smell. This smell had a rotten and decadent feeling, and it exuded a dead atmosphere, which made people feel depressed and dull.

The bailiff led everyone through the gate, around the screen wall, and came to a small house.

The door of the small house was not closed, so the Eighth Prince Zhao Yunrong, Wu Zinian and several guards walked straight in. The small house was not big and could not accommodate all of them.

Xiao Guoer stood outside the door and vaguely saw a man with a gray and haggard face lying on the bed in the room.

The man was about forty or fifty years old, with sunken cheeks, dry lips and lifeless eyes. When he heard someone coming in, he turned his eyes, which seemed to have lost all life and hope.

He looked like a person waiting to die, and it was depressing to look at him.

Xiao Guoer felt upset and she looked away reluctantly.

Li Yin's house was not big, but not small either. Xiao Guoer looked around and found that Li Yin now lived in a small house on the west side, not the big house in the main house.

Why is this?

Xiao Guo'er was puzzled and couldn't help but look towards the main house. The main door was not closed and the two doors were open to the outside, but there was a curtain hanging down, blocking the view inside the house and making it impossible to see what was inside.

The head of a village, Li Yin, can only live in a small house and wait for death. Who lives in the main house?

The Eighth Prince and the Prefect of Huaiyang have both arrived, but no one in the entire village came out to greet them. Could they all be dead?

No, if they had really all died of the plague, Wu Zinian would not have brought the Eighth Prince here.

After all, Wu Zinian is the prefect of Huaiyang, so he would not be so uninformed. Just by looking at the familiarity of his servants with the local terrain, we can infer that Wu Zinian would send people to understand the situation here regularly.

Xiao Guoer stared at the door curtain of the main room in a daze. She didn't know what was inside, but there was a mysterious power that made her unable to take her eyes away.

A breeze blew, and the rotten smell that she smelled when she entered the door just now came to her nose again. This time the smell was stronger than before. In addition to feeling nauseous, Xiao Guoer also felt inexplicably panicked.

Unable to bear this discomfort, Xiao Guoer decided to go outside to get some fresh air to relieve her inner anxiety.

But he stopped in the next second.

As if she had seen an extremely horrifying scene, her whole body seemed to be frozen, her eyes wide open, staring at the wide-open door covered by a curtain.

It was not until the breeze blew up a corner of the door curtain again that Xiao Guoer trembled and let out an uncontrollable cry from her throat.

"what!"

The originally quiet atmosphere was broken by Xiaoguo's sudden exclamation, and the guards all came over in the direction of the sound.

Tang Jingchen, who was standing beside her, was also startled by her exclamation. He turned around and saw her big eyes showing disbelief and fear, and her body was trembling slightly. His heart tightened and he asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"

Everyone saw Xiao Guoer slowly raising his arm without saying a word, with his trembling fingers pointing straight in the direction of the main house.

Everyone shuddered at the look of extreme fear on her face.

Xiao Guo'er got goosebumps all over her body when she thought about what she had just seen, but she was unable to describe the shocking and frightening scene.

A brave guard followed the direction of Xiao Guoer's finger, strode to the door of the main house, and lifted the curtain with his hand.

Everyone looked in that direction curiously, but when they saw it, they all gasped.

A few timid ones almost shouted out.

"My dear mother!"

When the guard lifted the curtain, Xiao Guoer closed her eyes tightly. She didn't dare to look into the dead man's eyes again.

Just now, when the door curtain was blown open by the wind, she saw a dead person, a dead person with his eyes open. His eyes were staring straight and fixedly at the direction of the door, as if containing infinite fear and unwillingness. It was creepy and terrifying, and one look at it made people shudder.

Tang Jingchen was also shocked. He held Xiao Guo'er's cold and trembling hand tightly, and his heart became heavier. At this moment, no words could express the shock and uneasiness in his heart.

Zhao Yunrong and Wu Zinian also came out after hearing the noise.

The guard who lifted the curtain quickly lowered it and stepped aside.

Zhao Yunrong's personal guard Shen Jing frowned and scolded, "Why are you making so much noise?"

The guard didn't know how to report what he saw, and muttered, "There are... a lot of dead people in here..."

Xiao Guoer's hair stood on end when she heard this. Was it not just one dead person, but many dead people...

Zhao Yunrong glanced at the trembling, terrified man beside Tang Jingchen, and snorted in his heart, "How dare you come all the way from Shangjing City with such little courage? Who knows how much he must be regretting it now."

Zhao Yunrong had just learned some information from the village head.

He strode towards the door of the main house.

He is not even afraid of living people, so how could he be afraid of these dead people?

The Eighth Prince had already gone in, and Wu Zinian and his guards naturally followed closely behind him, filing in one after another.

Xiao Guoer held Tang Jingchen's hand tightly, not wanting to be separated from him, and went in with him.

Although he couldn't help feeling a little scared, he was also filled with strong curiosity. Why did Li Yin place so many dead bodies in the main house?

Only after she walked in and had a clear view of the entire room did she breathe a sigh of relief.

What the guard said about the many dead bodies was actually not true. There were only two dead bodies in total, lying at the door, which must have been trapped there before.

The rest of the people were lying quietly on the worn and dusty wooden boards, neatly arranged in a row. There were more than twenty of them!

Although these people were still alive, they all looked dull and lay straight, with no extra movements except for blinking their eyes and rising and falling chests. At first glance, they really looked like dead people.

Xiao Guoer saw a message from these people's faces: they were waiting to die. It was a deep despair, as if life had come to an end and they could only wait for death to come.

They were indifferent to everything around them. Even when so many people walked into the room and stood in front of them, they just rolled their eyes.

Xiao Guoer finally knew where the rotten smell she smelled came from.

The smell in this room is several times stronger than outside, and it has a hint of impending death.