He finally left that place.

Zhang Chun peeked his head out of the carriage and realized that he was riding on a snowy wasteland that had already melted.

The roads here were truly uneven, the bumpy road was bumpy and bumpy while travelling on the SUV, even Zhang Chun almost fainted from the bumpiness.

Bu Ping drove the car to a high ground, and they got off.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special about this place." Zhang Chun looked around and muttered.

Although there was no longer any ice and snow here, the air was still cold. The Siberian cold current blew on this area day and night, causing the area to be devoid of any traces of life.

"You'll know in a moment." Bu Ping pointed into the distance.

The sun was slowly setting, and the area it illuminated naturally changed. Before long, two huge shadows appeared behind the four of them.

Following these shadows, Zhang Chun discovered two huge rocks, which were the direction that Bu Ping had pointed at just a moment ago.

Zhang Chun and the other two followed Bu Ping's guidance and walked between the two giant rocks. They saw a magnificent village.

The village had straight streets, lots of houses, and even a clock tower.

"How is this possible!" Bu Ping's face was filled with incredulity, "The last time I was here, it was just a pile of ashes, why is there a small town here now?!"

Zhang Chun looked carefully at the structures that suddenly appeared in front of Bu Ping, and realised that the styles of the buildings were not much different from the small scattered houses in the ancient castle of Xinyuanjian Family, they all had a Russian style.

However, this village didn't have any buildings or even any street lights. Row after row of houses lined both sides of the river. From the looks of it, they could house at least ten thousand people.

It looked like a village that had been hidden for hundreds of years, a paradise.

"Mom, I thought that this new valley would just be a small village, but in the end, it's actually such a large village. Do those damned ninja all live in this kind of place? " Juventus scratched his head in confusion.

According to the new Gu Jianshe Clan Head, the Ninja Arts Book was unearthed here, so this should be the place where the ninja resided.

But this Russian-style structure did not seem to fit the setting of that era.

Then, it was highly likely that this place was the secluded world of the descendents of ninja who wrote the books, but now, there was no one left to live here anymore.

"The biggest house is at the other end of the town," Zhang Chun said as he looked around, "Since we don't have a clue, we might as well go there first."

Bu Ping was completely puzzled, "I'm really sure that there's nothing here the last time. Could it be that the assassination association knew that we were coming here, so they set this up? "

Although Zhang Chun didn't think that it was worth it to go all out to eliminate the four of them, it wasn't impossible for Bu Ping to say that.

"Then let's pay more attention to the movements around us. We should be more careful." "If there really is a trap set up here, I'm afraid it would be hard to find."

Now that they had something to doubt, the group became more cautious on the road and began to search from time to time.

"What is the age of these buildings?" Zhang Chun had been looking at these old houses the entire way.

"Around 1200 AD." "Yuwen took a few photos and uploaded them to the headquarters. He also received some feedback from the experts." In other words, the buildings here were built much earlier than the Japan's War Country. However, the first appearance of the Ninja Arts Book was not during the Japan's War Nation period. "

"That was only the first time there was a history." Bu Ping replied from the side, "No one knows when the book on ninja arts was written."

The group chatted as they walked, and they soon arrived at the largest building.

Gao De pushed open the door, and a cloud of dust flew towards him. It seemed that no one had been here for quite some time.

"There isn't a single villager here," Zhang Chun became suspicious once again. "However, this place doesn't seem to be as chaotic as escaping or migrating. It's more like the place where all of the villagers disappeared into thin air overnight."

Zhang Chun wasn't sure what exactly happened in the history of this village, but the only thing he could be sure of was that something big happened here.

It was something so big that they had to move or perish.

Everyone felt waves of cold wind blowing from the depths of their souls.

Bu Ping couldn't help but tighten the black coat on his body, his voice a little sad. "Why does this make me think of a poison case in the past? The perpetrator threw a slow poison into the well water, killing all the villagers who drank the water overnight. "

"Could there have been such a shocking case here?" Gao Deyouwen also began to share this topic.

However, Zhang Chun's attention was attracted to another house by the side, and this house looked even more terrifying.

Zhang Chun turned on his flashlight, walked to the front of the house and lightly pushed on the door that was already covered in rust. With a sharp creak, the door opened. The dust on the door flew into Zhang Chun's throat, causing him to cough continuously.

Everyone followed Zhang Chun and entered the old dwelling.

The interior of the old house was decorated in Japanese style. It was quite a different place in this Russian-style town.

Zhang Chun continuously rummaged through the things here to see if he could find any useful information. In an instant, Zhang Chun's entire body was covered in dust. Gao Deyouwen naturally stayed far away, so as to not breathe in the dust.

"Did you find anything?" When You Wen saw Zhang Chun's heavy expression, he could not help but ask.

"All I found was a book in Japanese." Zhang Chun shook the book in his hand, and handed it over to the only one who could read Japanese.

Bu Ping immediately borrowed it, and started reading by flashlight.

"This kind of grammar doesn't feel right," Bu Ping frowned, "The grammar in this book seems to be the Japan's ancient language, just like our written language. I can only bring it back to a professional to read it. "

Bu Ping began to translate the article, but he was quickly cut off by Gao De who was guarding the door.

Zhang Chun and Juwen Bu Ping hurriedly ran out, but what they saw instead was an unbelievable scene.

The ghost town like village outside actually lit up, just like how normal people light up because of the night sky!

The entire village looked like a ghost town!