As the name suggests, Matoushan is called Matoushan because its upper part looks like a horse's head.

After the rainstorm, the horse's head was disconnected directly from the middle, leaving only half of it.

Loin held the reins. The horse hissed and stopped.

Jun Yu Wan and Xiao Jin Shao also stopped one after another.

"His royal highness is still inferior. The mountain in front is Matou Mountain. At the foot of the mountain is Matou village. We're going through the path now. "

Luo Yin pointed to the thick woods on one side.

Jun Yu Wan took a look and asked him curiously: "why don't you go directly from the front, isn't it closer?"

Luo Yin said: "from the front, we have to pass through a river, which is the polluted one."

"I see." Jun Yu Wan nodded, "please, Lord Luo is leading the way."

Luo Yin arched his hand and took the lead in running into the dense forest with a whip.

The trees are flourishing and the light is dim in the dense forest. Even the road is very narrow. A few people must be very careful, otherwise the horse may trip over the vines on the ground.

I walked for another half an hour. They finally arrived at Matou village. In the past, I didn't think it was until now that I really understood what Wangshan running dead horse was.

It's not very far to see Matoushan, but it took so long to come here.

At the entrance of Matou village stands a stone tablet with the word Matou engraved on it.

Over the years, the handwriting on the stone tablet has been a little fuzzy, but it can barely be recognized.

"How many years has this Matou village been built?"

Xiao Jinshao dismounted and stood beside Jun Yuwan, reaching out to help her.

Jun Yuwan got off the horse with her help. Although she was very powerful, she had no problem getting off the horse, but it was better to hide in front of outsiders.

Luo Yin saw their intimate appearance. Disdain in the heart, but still respectfully said: "back to his highness, this Matou village has been built for more than 100 years."

"It's a pity that it's gone."

Jun Yu Wan looked at the rickety house inside and couldn't help sighing.

Luo Yin walked in front of him. "The first time after the plague, the lower officials sent people here to clean up and burn the bodies. But it doesn't rule out that there are still some that haven't been found. Your highness and the princess must be very careful when they go in. "

Xiao Jinshao nodded slightly.

When you look outside, it's desolate enough. When you walk in, it's even worse. Originally, most of the houses the villagers lived in were mainly thatched, and the families that could use bricks and tiles should be relatively good.

Now the biggest brick house at the head of the village has been smashed by huge stones, not to mention the thatched cottages. The huge stones fall down and scatter directly.

There are also some dried up bloodstains on the ground, winding into pieces, which shows the tragic situation at that time.

"Natural and man-made disasters are the most irresistible. See here. Even though I feel bad, I feel powerless. "

In the face of irresistible external forces, there will always be some sympathy.

Xiao Jinshao touched Jun Yuwan's hair: "this is beyond our ability. Natural and man-made disasters cannot be prevented. But we can do a good job in the aftermath. "

He turned to look at Luo Yin, "since there is no one living in this village now. Let's clean up all these things and burn them together to completely eliminate the source of the plague. If the surviving villagers in Matou village want to come back, we can pay to rebuild their homes in another safe place. "