Unlimited cheating in the horror world

After receiving Wang Xian's call, the villagers in Hewudao who often carried the sedan chair for Village Chief Wang immediately set off to go to the courtyard where people from other villages lived.

These two days, that group of people were also ruthless enough, and they didn't ask for food in a daze.

Several men held up their umbrellas and went to the yard. When they arrived, they went straight in. The main room in the front yard had not been closed, and the ground of the main room was already wet by the rain that drifted in.

The door to the backyard was closed, but they opened it with a push.

After coming in, first of all, I smelled a stench, and my heart hung up. Could it be that they are all dead?

They walked quickly into the backyard and went to the source of the stench, which was one of the rooms. Several people looked in from the door, and some of them covered their mouths and wanted to vomit.

And the others won't go in at all. The room is full of minced meat and blood splattered, and one can tell how miserable this person died at a glance.

"Aren't they all dead?" asked a villager who was about to vomit.

The faces of the other people were ugly, but judging by the amount of minced meat, they must have survived.

Moreover, there were still a few doors that were closed, and the leading villagers directly chose a door to knock on, and after a few clicks, someone actually opened the door.

It was Guo Jianbai who opened the door. His room is not far from the room where the dismembered corpse was located. Even though the temperature has been low for the past two days, there is still a strong smell.

He still has a paper plug in his nose, and he breathes air through his mouth.

"You are finally willing to come." Seeing that it was the villagers here, Guo Jianbai just wanted to roll his eyes.

Fortunately, they are not really from this world, otherwise they would be so hungry that they would struggle to get up.

Seeing that there were still people alive, the leader of the villagers finally felt relieved, "What happened to that corpse, how many of you died."

Guo Jianbai leaned against the door, "To be precise, it is one, but if it continues, people may die, starve to death."

In fact, it is not them who will starve to death, but the one named Dapeng.

That person didn't go out these two days. They didn't lock the door before they left, and they would open the door every day to see how others were doing. In fact, this person was lucky. He was fine these two days.

The leading villagers looked at Guo Jianbai. The boy's face was rosy, but he was a little wilted. It might be caused by the smell. The rest couldn't tell he had been hungry.

Seeing this, another villager called the village chief's house with his mobile phone and asked what to do there.

The phone at Village Chief Wang's house rang, and Wang Xian told his father about it. After hearing this, Village Chief Wang knew that among the few people, except Dapeng who looked hungry, the rest looked pretty good.

Village Chief Wang: "Pick up the corpses. They will continue to live here. Food still doesn't need to be delivered. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

After hearing this, Wang Xian gave the order to the villagers.

After the villagers over there heard it, they immediately contacted other people to bring things and tidy up here.

When Chen Lu heard their voices, he also opened the door. When he heard the villagers say to bring the coffin, he knew that these people were going to clean up the house.

Immediately, they felt better. The smell made them helpless in the past two days, but it was inconvenient to go out directly, because of the heavy rain outside. Even holding an umbrella will get wet.

They are here to carry out their mission, but they will suffer from the cold.

But now he has a new understanding of the village. After closing the door, he teased Zhao Zhou, "Don't call it Hewu Island, but Coffin Island."

Zhao Zhou understood why he thought so. Every time someone died, they would bring the coffin immediately. They had paid attention to the village. There were not many old people, and they all looked healthy.

In the funeral procession a few days ago, those old men were able to move freely.

Zhao Zhou: "It's the best they can do. It seems that this posture will continue to consume us, but the boat still needs people from this village to contact it."

Even if they use the mobile phones of people in the mission world like Dapeng, they can't contact the transport ship, let alone they didn't have mobile phones when they came. According to the explanation of their identity memory, it was requested by the village chief here.

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Shen Congran also heard the movement outside, and she buried her head in the quilt for the past two days.

At this time, she had to admire Feng Yichen, who even took out a room freshener and sprayed it on, so that the smell in their room would not be so unbearable.

Now hearing someone's movement, Shen Congran got up and went to the door to have a look.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, I saw those villagers carrying another coffin, but this one was smaller than that of Luo Gang last time, probably because the corpse was dismembered.

To say that these people moved really quickly, even if it was raining heavily, they connected the pipe to the faucet in the yard and started flushing the room directly.

Shen Congran was curious, so he walked out with an umbrella and went directly to the door to look.

Now these villagers don't care about the decoration of the house, they just flush it with water pipes, and those broken corpses have already been picked up and packed in coffins.

As the water washed away, the bloody smell in the room became weaker and weaker. After the things inside were cleaned up, the cleaning villagers carried away the unused things and left.

Seeing this, Guo Jianbai immediately popped out two paper plugs with his snort, "Finally, it doesn't smell so bad anymore."

The other villagers ignored him, just carried their things and left without saying what would happen next.

The missionaries watched them disappear into the yard, Shen Congran looked at Feng Yichen who was standing at the door, "So they came just to confirm how many of us are still alive?"

The two of them also heard the conversation that knocked on the door before, and the man said that there were still a few people alive.

Chen Lu listened to Shen Congran's words, lowered his eyes to think, and then looked at Zhao Zhou.

Zhao Zhou: "It seems that these people not only need us to dig the soil, but also other things. They don't want to do it, but they need us to come."

Chen Lu: "That is to say, even if we don't look for them, one day those people will not be able to hold back themselves."

Zhao Zhou nodded, "Maybe."

Guo Jianbai looked at the room that had been washed clean, "When will it be?"

Ning Jiamei also came out of the room. She didn't want to come out to see those disgusting pieces of meat before, "They must be more anxious than us, otherwise they can come two days later."

It is easy to die of thirst without water, but it will not be unbearable for two or three days.

If these villagers had come two days later and spoken harshly after seeing them weak, the effect would be better than now.

Although several of their taskers will not really have nothing to eat.

Zhao Zhou looked at the rain that was getting thinner outside, and said in a low voice, "Wait and see what they do next, we will continue to stay quietly."

Seeing him and Chen Lu completely relaxed, Guo Jianbai and Ning Jiamei felt very uncomfortable.

These two people are not in a hurry when they get the spiritual soil, but they don't have any soil in their hands, and Lin Zi and the others dare not go alone.

Guo Jianbai and Ning Jiamei didn't trust each other. If they went to Linzi, there would be two more people. Chen Lu and Zhao Zhou would definitely not move again.

Then Shen Congran and Feng Yichen were left, neither of them had soul soil.

The two people who have always been at odds, but this time they have a common understanding tacitly.

Happy New Year's Day!

Today's update is finally over, it's really a burst of excitement, save the manuscript for the crematorium!

I forgot to tell you yesterday that the update is not on time today. I am very sorry. It will be on the shelves from December to such a festive day. Thank you so many readers for accompanying me, thank you for my lovely editor, and thank you all for your support!

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