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Chapter 1612

This ghost town was founded by nukang on the Mekong River. On the eve of the Mekong massacre, nukang, Shangxiang, and Zika kidnapped the second princess of Southern Burma, and mu Ningfu, who was a baby, once gathered for a meeting.

With the collapse of nukang group, the town collapsed. The bandits were scattered like birds and beasts, and the town was empty. There were some Burmese slogans on the dilapidated red brick walls. The two-story houses on both sides were dilapidated and dilapidated.

After the Mekong massacre, Zika died and nanmu owl was homeless and left for Siam Tai.

Min Zhuang'er came to this desolate and dilapidated town alone. Even the bus driver didn't want to stay for a moment, reminding her, "if you want to come, I don't care. Pay attention to your own safety. These ghost towns are terrible at night."

The driver stepped on the gas pedal and left at the last time, raising a lot of dust.

Min Zhuang'er, carrying his luggage, sits alone in the station which has been abandoned for more than 20 years. Everywhere, there is a lot of dust. When the wind blows, it blows the broken dead leaves and plastic bags of garbage, passing by Zhuang'er.

A station, a person, just like a still life sketch.

Minzhuang'er has been sitting for a long time in a deserted town. Then he takes a note with an address and drags a suitcase. He goes straight to the intersection, looks at the tattered house number one by one, and finally stops to walk up a dilapidated building.

In front of me is a two-story building pasted with small gray green mosaic bricks, which is dirty.

This is where nanmu owl lived as a child, she thought.

Go up to the second floor building, go upstairs, and push open the rusty fence door. The old balcony corridor on the second floor is very long, and all the lights are broken. Min Zhuang'er, dragging his suitcase, goes step by step to the last room, stands in front of the wooden door, and knocks on the door.

No one answered, but min Zhuang'er's nose was sharp, smelling the smell of food, although no one seemed to respond.

"South evening owl, open the door. I know you are in it." Min Zhuang'er stood at the door and said calmly. He had been observing for a short time under the window. There were scratches around the window, which was quite different from other broken house windows, indicating that someone was there.

"South evening owl, open the door." When min Zhuang'er was impatient, knocking on the door became knocking on the door.

"Creak -" the broken wooden door made a sound, and a crack opened in the west of the door, and the people inside put down the bolt and chain.

After the South evening owl opened the door, he quickly returned to the inner room. At noon, the room was very dim and the light was on. Min Zhuang'er was surprised that there was power generation here.

"How long have you been here?"

Nanmu owl did not speak or look at her.

This atmosphere is very strange, the South evening owl did not wonder how she came.

Just like a very ordinary day, she got angry and came back from the outside, the two did not have much communication.

Min Zhuang'er walked into the narrow room, where there was a broken sofa and a tea table with two dishes on it. Nanmu owl sat on a small stool and continued to take up the bowl, eat and put vegetables in, ignoring her.

There was a silence in the room. Min Zhuang'er sat on the broken sofa and looked at the two simple dishes he ate, one fried eggplant and one fried potato. He couldn't help saying, "you have heart disease. How can you eat so rough?"

South evening owl still ignored her, men wearing simple loose T-shirt and shorts, min Zhuang'er is the first time to see men in such casual dress.