The living dead don't feel pain, and ordinary methods don't make any sense to them.

"Are you satisfied now?!" Mu Ziqing's dissatisfaction with Daozhuang finally broke out, and he pushed him violently.

Dao Zhuang stared blankly, gritted his teeth and wanted to fight with Mu Ziqing, Ding Chiyu and Miao Zhuang separated the two in time to avoid further deterioration of the situation, but the atmosphere here seemed to be tense, Shang Yang got up , took Mu Ziqing and Ding Chiyu to the second floor.

After walking up the stairs on the second floor, the three of them stopped at the corner.

"Brother, how is the effect of my play?" Mu Ziqing said softly.

Shang Yang signaled him to keep silent, Ding Chiyu listened attentively, and sure enough, the Taoist costume below immediately jumped into a rage: "What, dare to tell me what to do, when I can do it, he doesn't know where he is! I don't believe it, they Even if they are not afraid of pain or death, they are still dead, so I will cut them up and see what they can do!"

Even if he didn't witness it with his own eyes, Ding Chiyu has already imagined the expressions of the three living dead when he heard this sentence. Hearing this, the three knew that the aggressive method was successful, so they stopped and walked into the room with light steps. inside.

After putting down his backpack, Ding Chiyu quickly sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

Ding Chiyu knew that Dao Zhuang would know something from Fen Tou or Yuan Cun next.

The situation that the newly added three living dead may encounter, the three of them have already secretly analyzed it before. If it is something that has been seen before, it is nothing more than the work of the mysterious snake shadow. If it has not been seen, Miao Pretend to come and talk to the three of them.

Miao Zhuang's personality is that his speech is mixed with truth and falsehood, and the truth and falsehood are even more elusive. However, Shang Yang has a strong observation ability, and Ding Chiyu is confident that he will be able to find the clues needed here from Miao Zhuang's words .

Therefore, the most important thing to do next is to find clues related to the murderous creature as soon as possible. No matter who among the three of them, they don't think that this has much to do with those living dead. And what happened in the town made the three of them more concerned.

"What shall we do next?" Ding Chiyu poured a cup of tea for Shang Yang, blew on it and handed it over: "Be careful it's hot."

"Let's go to the town and have a look." Shang Yang took a sip from the teacup, "I am very concerned about the changes in the attitudes of the townspeople."

Mu Ziqing was waiting for Dingchiyu to pour him tea, but after Dingchiyu finished pouring Erba, he didn't pay any attention to him at all. He waited for a long time, but Dingchiyu still didn't show that. So he coughed.

"What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?" Ding Chiyu and Shang Yang looked at him together.

"It's okay." Mu Ziqing had no choice but to pour a cup of tea by himself, drank it a little faster, and accidentally choked.

"It's okay." Ding Chiyu stepped forward to pat him on the back: "Drink slowly, just like a child."

Mu Ziqing blushed, straightened his back to let go of Ding Chiyu's hand, and looked at Shang Yang: "Brother, I'm going to the General's Temple...cough cough...to the General's Temple."

After finishing speaking, Mu Ziqing was about to hug Erba who was eating pine nuts on the table.

Shang Yang reminded: "Ziqing, on the [-]th, you have to stay and watch here, and you can go to the General's Temple alone."

"...Then... okay." Mu Ziqing reluctantly withdrew his hand that was just a few feet away, opened the rear window halfway, and jumped down against the wind.

"Hey, you forgot to bring your turban and goggles..." Ding Chiyu finally came to the window, Mu Ziqing's figure had been submerged in the wind and sand, Ding Chiyu had no choice but to close the window again .

Shang Yang took out some food, and he and Dingchiyu each ate a little bit, he wanted Dingchiyu to stay with Erba, but Dingchiyu refused no matter what.

"Then let's go." Shang Yang straightened Ding Chiyu's messy curly hair, then helped him wrap up the scarf carefully, and put on goggles and earplugs.

"En." Ding Chiyu and Shang Yang left the room after a few words of advice.

Fortunately, the three of them took turns sleeping on the road last night. Although they were a little tired, they didn't want to fall asleep yet.

When they went downstairs, the two of them ran into other people who came up, and the other people with tired faces stopped quickly after seeing them from a distance, and gave way to the stairs sideways.

When passing by, Dingchiyu smiled gratefully at them. Although they wanted to return one, they couldn't grin at the corners of their dry mouths, and the smiles looked bitter.

When passing by the corridor leading to the basement of the inn, even though the dark corridor was slanted and deep, Ding Chiyu still heard the faint screams coming from inside, Shang Yang gently took him, and gave him the footsteps where he was staying. moved.

The wind and sand outside seemed to be more violent. It took a lot of effort for the two of them just to open the door of the inn lobby. Blowing, the inside of the close-fitting body is cold, but the exposed skin is immediately covered with a layer of sand, like a glue shell, sticking to the skin, it is hard to tell how uncomfortable it is.

Shang Yang was in front, blocking Dingchiyu behind, tightly grasping Dingchiyu's hand, and moved forward step by step against the base of the wall.

Despite being blocked by Shang Yang, Ding Chiyu still felt breathless and difficult to walk, he finally understood why before going out, Shang Yang specially tied the two of them together with a climbing rope.

The wind and sand were raging. Even though he was wearing goggles and wrapped his head and neck tightly with a turban, Ding Chiyu still couldn't easily raise his head and see his surroundings. He could only stick tightly to Shang Yang's back, feeling his palm temperature, the sound of wind and sand filled the ears, the earplugs didn’t seem to exist, the strong wind pierced through the thick scarf like a knife to cut the skin, Dingchiyu don’t make a sound, even breathing can only follow Shang Yang’s Proceed with your head down the way you were taught before.

The two of them had already estimated this point before going out, so they chose the closest townman's house that was fairly familiar to Yizhuang. The two communicated with each other by writing in their palms. After Shang Yang wrote the word "arrived" on his palm, he stopped in his tracks.

This is a barbecue restaurant. The owner in Dingchiyu's memory is very nice, humorous, hospitable, always full of enthusiasm and smiles on his face, but when Shang Yang tried to knock on the door, the familiar face in front of him , but seemed to have aged several decades in an instant, only fear and guard remained in the bright eyes, without the enthusiasm before.

Seeing the two of them, the boss was about to close the door. Shang Yang didn't hesitate this time, holding the door with one hand, and squeezed in through the crack with Dingchiyu.

The boss, who closed the door tightly, looked at the two nervously. There was only one oil lamp in the room, with a faint light flickering. In the dimness, Dingchiyu noticed that the previous lively scene was no longer in the room. Instead, it was in the west corner. There are three more tablets on the altar.

Ding Chiyu spoke first, but in the boss's alert response, he quickly understood that the boss had no memory of the two of them.

Shang Yang took over the conversation and set up a stage with Dingchiyu, but he still didn't know much from the boss. The only thing he was sure of was that the boss seemed to be afraid of something, and that the originally happy family of four , now only the boss is left.

Before the boss was about to call someone, the two left in time.

On the way back, the two knocked on the doors of the two families again. Although they couldn't even enter the door this time, Ding Chiyu noticed that the number of the two families was much higher than before. They are all missing, and there are new coffins in the house or family members' clothes are decorated with linen filial hoops.

The two people who had already figured it out didn't delay any longer, and took advantage of the weak wind and sand, they hurried back to Yizhuang.

After finally getting into the house, Ding Chiyu hurriedly took a breath, and then with the help of Shang Yang, he got off his full armor.

Although there is a dusty smell, the smell of fish in Dingchi is much better than the mouth full of sand outside.

There is no one in the hall, it seems that they all went back to the room to catch up on sleep.

Ding Chiyu took out his mobile phone and checked the time. The two of them spent nearly two hours each time they went back and forth.

The two exchanged in low voices. Although the reason is unknown, it is unmistakable that someone in the family of the townspeople died for some reason, and the reason is definitely not an ordinary thing, and it may be the key clue.

This is the only yizhuang in the town. The bodies of the townspeople must be placed here. Since they can't ask anything from the townspeople, the rest can only be done by themselves.

On the way back to the upstairs room, Ding Chiyu deliberately passed by the corridor leading to the basement, and there was a dead silence inside at the moment, and no sound could be heard.

When they came to the door of the three people's room, both of them noticed that the door was ajar. They looked at each other and listened carefully. There were two people breathing inside. They knew that it must not be Mu Ziqing who came back. Ding Chi Yu was in front of Shang Yang, and after getting ready, Ding Chi Yu slowly pushed the door open.

The room is decorated with Dao clothes and Miao clothes, and the two are sitting by the table. It seems that they have been here for a while, and they seem to be waiting for them to come back. Erba is happily eating Tianjin marijuana flowers on the table. When the man came back, he raised his wings and said hello: "Hey."

This dead bird will teach it a lesson later.Ding Chiyu gritted his teeth secretly, but smiled even better, and greeted Miao Zhuang.

Ding Chiyu knew that the two of them must have a result, so he was not in a hurry to mention it, but politely refilled them with a cup of tea, and took advantage of the opportunity to throw Erba onto the bed.

When pouring tea, Ding Chiyu noticed that the Taoist costume had changed into a new Taoist uniform, and there were traces of washing on his hands and face. More importantly, the faint smell of blood emanated from his body, even if he distanced himself It was still faintly audible, and it seemed that he was not too polite to the three living dead.

Ding Chiyu, who knew everything in his heart, sat down next to Shang Yang, and when they exchanged glances, he instantly understood that Shang Yang had already figured it out.

The author has something to say: Thanks to "Tian Di Shan Qing" for the nutrient solution irrigated +10

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