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"Feng Nian." Sun Wen whispered from the side, gently pulling off the girl's clothes with the high ponytail with his small hands.

Probably realizing that her words were too extreme, she waved her hands indifferently, "Forget it."

"So, are you here because of your parents?" Fatty Li Zeming asked.

Feng Nian's eyes drooped, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she said in a sad tone, "For me, living in the dark, death may be an excellent relief."

After speaking, she fell into silence again.

Probably because he noticed Lin Mumu's eyes, Sun Wen smiled shyly at her.

She nodded at her.

Li Zeming on the side had been paying attention to her since she came in, and before Cheng finished asking, he began to focus on her again.

"Miss, why are you thinking about coming here?"

Lin Mumu glanced at the silly-looking fat man in front of him.

If she said that she came here to seek death because of her debts, would it be too fake.

Before she knew the reason for making up, she would have done a survey first. Who knew that there would be so many people who couldn't think about it because they didn't have money.

She glanced at the two people not far away who were staring at her meaningfully, and said, "I also want to come here because I owe too much money and have nowhere to go."

……

"What a coincidence, the three of us were forced to do this by money." As he spoke, the fat man couldn't help but sigh.

"That's to say, money is a bastard, you can still earn money after spending it, why do you think so much about it?" Bai Heguang couldn't help feeling emotional from the sidelines.

Hearing him say this lightly, the fat man felt a little uncomfortable, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about you, why are you here?"

Come to the rescue.

If he said that, would he be slammed on the spot?

Fortunately, before he could speak, Bai Heliang stepped forward, "We are terminally ill and cannot be cured."

Li Zeming sighed a little, "It's so miserable, both brothers are terminally ill?"

Bai Heliang, "Well, our parents also died of this disease. In the later stage, they will be covered with ulcers and pus, and their hair will fall out. We don't want to wait until such a miserable time to die in pain, so we want to end all this in advance. "

The corners of Lin Mumu's eyes twitched a little as he watched the little Zhengtai talking nonsense in a serious manner.

I don't know if their parents under Jiuquan will be angry if they find out.

Bai Heguang quickly echoed, "Yes, yes, yes, our brothers are miserable, alas." He couldn't help shaking his head as he spoke.

Bai Heliang is small and tall, with a straight-faced and very pleasing face.

Now that they heard that he was terminally ill, the few people around looked at him with sympathy, completely forgetting that he was about to die too.

Just then the village head came back.

"Come on, traveler, come and eat."

Behind him followed five tall and strong men. They all covered their faces like the village head, and they were all dressed in black and white loose clothes, tightly wrapped.

One of them is exactly the A'Du who sailed the boat before.

They each held two large plates filled with exquisite food, and put them one after another on the large rectangular dining table in the living room.

"Wow, it's so rich, can I have some more? Village Chief." Li Zeming was attracted by the tangy aroma, couldn't help drooling, and looked at the dining table.

Cheng Qian has already eaten.

"Of course, there are a lot of preparations in the kitchen. If you want to eat, you can eat more." The village head said to them, and then left the living room with five strong men.

Following Fatty's joining, several other people also joined in one after another.

Only Bai Heliang stood there without saying a word, looking at his elder brother who was feasting on the dining table.

A gloomy face.

The little brat's morality is really good, it can be seen from this.

Lin Mumu raised his eyebrows at him, Bai Heliang silently moved to her side, and whispered, "Master Lin, if I'm not mistaken, then the things on the table should be bugs." The urge to vomit, his eyes signaled her to look at the big centipede that Bai Heguang was holding in his hand.

She nodded, and looked at Li Zeming's bowl of fried rice with golden eggs in disgust, but in her opinion, it was a bowl of wriggling maggots.

Bai Heliang couldn't bear to look directly and covered his eyes.

In order not to be exposed, I can only wrong you, brother.

While several people were eating, he asked quietly again, "By the way, Master Lin, did you smell any strange smell just now?" He always felt that there was more than just the food that was strange here.

Except for the villagers who had been covering their faces all the time, from the moment he boarded the boat, he felt that he could smell a question that was vaguely there, which was very strange.

Lin Mumu looked at him in surprise.

He could smell it?

Not bad, not bad, it really is a good seedling.

She scanned the room carefully, and then said softly, "You smelled it right, it does have a strange smell, and I smell it too, and the more people there are, the stronger the smell is, isn't it?"

"Yes." That's right, when he was on the boat before, he could only vaguely smell the smell, but after entering the village, he felt that the smell was stronger. Just now when the village chief appeared with the five people at the same time, He felt that the taste was stronger.

"What's that smell?" Bai Heliang asked curiously.

"Hush." ​​Lin Mumu interrupted him.

She pointed to the small window not far away, and Bai Heliang noticed that there was a masked villager wandering carefully.

is watching them.

He wasn't very worried about his life being in danger. After all, Lin Mumu was here now, and he had seen her abilities before.

Moreover, seeing her relaxed appearance, this time's matter must be easily resolved.

After watching the people walking away from the window, he turned his head to look at Lin Mumu.

Lin Shumu, "It smells like the dead."

The smell of the dead?
No, he had smelled the dead before, it wasn't like this.

Lin Mumu knew what he was wondering about.

She sneered, "It's a specially processed dead person."

Bai Heliang suddenly realized.

"You mean those people are processed zombies?"

Can I ask for a ticket?