Princess Against the World

"It doesn't matter, it's Third Master's medicine anyway... If I'm really poisoned, find her..." Feng Chenglin threw a handful of pills into his mouth and bit them loudly: "By the way, who are you? What? How do you know so much about Bai Du Tang?"

Those who don’t know, think these dead people told him the answer!

The man hesitated for a moment, then slowly sat down opposite Feng Chenglin: "Because I invented Baidu Soup..."

"Ahem..."

Feng Chenglin squirted out all the elixir in one mouthful, which made him cough.

"Brother..." The man gestured to step forward and pat his back.

"Don't...cough..." Feng Chenglin avoided and coughed even harder.

The man hesitated and sat back again: "I'm sorry...I..."

Feng Chenglin waved his hand to signal him not to come over: "What are you sorry for... did you invent Baidu Decoction, or did you scare me just now..."

"I...have it all..."

Fengcheng Lin Xin said you are still sincere!

He just said that, and this guy actually accepted it!

Beating his chest, Feng Chenglin felt better, and then he gasped and said hello: "Tell me, what's going on with you?"

He looked around, feeling a little confused.

"It's not like those people got your Hundred Poison Soup, so they killed you and locked you up here... to wait for death, right?"

But that’s not right either!

This guy said that he had been imprisoned for two or three years, and no one cared about him or asked questions!

If he was really going to be left to die, he wouldn't be allowed to be so free!

An unthinkable thought popped up in Feng Chenglin's heart: "It can't be... they don't even know that you are still alive... right?!"

This idea is a bit nonsense!

Since he is locked up here, he will definitely come to check whether he is alive or dead!

When the time comes, it will be obvious at once whether he is dead or alive! ?

The man seemed to have been pricked in his mind. He sat silently for a while, looking down at the hay, motionless.

In such an environment, it is also very scary for the old monk to enter meditation.

"That...brother?" Feng Chenglin tried to wave his hand: "You..."

"I am a dead person. In their eyes, I am the same as the people around me... and only you know that I am different from them!"

"...No, brother, don't go around...my brain is a bit unclear, especially when it comes to such...hard-to-explain things. It becomes even more unclear! Why don't you tell me seriously, what exactly is this? What's going on..."

"What's going on? Isn't it obvious?" The man suddenly laughed and opened his hands: "Can't you still see that I... I am a dead person?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

I see your uncle!

Anyone who is not blind can see that you are not a dead person! !

Have you ever seen a dead person crying and laughing like this while talking and panting?

If so, you can make these dead people around you smile! !

"Brother, forgive my blindness... I really can't see that you are a dead person..."

With his eyes lowered, Feng Chenglin glanced at the man's nails and twitched his lips.

"But... to be honest, I can't see... you are a living person!!"

Who the hell has such black nails?

In those zombie stories told by Ling Luoyu, the nails are black!

The man laughed at himself: "Living people, dead people...I am a person who is neither dead nor alive..."