After marrying Mr. Han, Xuanxue Xiao teased his wife and abused the wealthy family

This is not the temperature of a normal person at all!

No matter how uncomfortable normal people are, as long as they are not dead and their basic body temperature is still there, how could it be so cold?

Not only is this not normal human body temperature.

I am afraid that the body temperature of the dead is not so cold——

Thinking of this, Yan Luo grabbed Xiao Zhang's wrist.

Sure enough, no pulse could be detected.

Not only that.

Getting a little closer, she even smelled the same faint smell of rotten flesh on Xiao Zhang.

Her face darkened, and she pulled Xiao Zhang over.

The assistant director and others had nothing in their hands, and looked at Yan Luo in a daze.

Yan Luo's face was cold, and he shouted at them, "Stay away."

The assistant director was taken aback, "Huh?"

Yan Luo frowned, "Go further away!"

The assistant director was at a loss.

He hadn't realized what happened yet, but he still instinctively believed in Yan Luo, and pulled the others a little further away.

Yan Luo supported Xiao Zhang with one hand.

Xiao Zhang seemed to have no bones, and was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing this scene, the assistant director was a little nervous: "Mr. Yan, Xiao Zhang may be really uncomfortable, I'll come..."

"Do not talk."

Yan Luo suddenly interrupted the assistant director's words.

The assistant director didn't respond yet.

Yan Luo quickly took out a pocket knife from his pocket.

The assistant director's eyelids twitched, before he had time to ask what Yan Luo was doing.

Yan Luo flicked his hand and unfolded the folding knife.

The next second, she raised the folding knife, and with a puff, it pierced Xiao Zhang's heart.

"what!"

I don't know who it was, but I screamed.

The assistant director's eyeballs almost fell off for a moment, "Fuck! Teacher Yan, you, what are you doing?!"

As he said, he was about to rush over.

Yan Luo's palm suddenly swiped down.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Zhang's skin was cut open instantly.

Streams of viscous green liquid flowed out from his wound.

Seeing this scene, the assistant director froze in place.

The other people on the side covered their mouths in surprise.

Seeing this scene, Yan Luo kicked Xiao Zhang away.

In an instant, Xiao Zhang's body was like a deflated ball, leaking air out, and then fell limply on the ground.

When he fell to the ground, his body, which was originally considered muscular, suddenly remained wrinkled and nestled on the ground like a piece of skin.

Surrounded by green liquid flowing out of his body.

Seeing this, there were gasps and screams all around.

"Ahhhh!"

"what happened?!"

"Fuck, what about such a big living person?!"

The assistant director opened his mouth, and his chin almost hit his foot.

He stared blankly at the shriveled skin on the ground, and almost didn't come up in one breath.

Yan Luo stared at the piece of skin on the ground, but picked up the branch next to it and walked over, picked the piece of skin away, and saw a small hole in the ground.

There is a touch of green that quickly disappears into the hole.

Yan Luo raised his hand and threw the folding knife out.

However, it was still too late.

The jackknife was left in the clearing.

Seeing this scene, the assistant director took a deep breath and regained some ability to speak. He said in a nasty voice, "Yan, Teacher Yan... What's going on? This, isn't this Xiao Zhang? How did he become like this? !"

Yan Luo knelt down, pulled the hole with a branch, and said coldly, "It's Xiao Zhang, but he's already dead."

The assistant director was taken aback: "...Dead?"

Yan Luo hummed, "By the time you found him, he should have been dead. It's just that these things are supporting his skin, making him seem to be alive, but he has no pulse."

When Yan Luo smelled the smell of rotten flesh, she knew that Xiao Zhang was probably gone.

When she pulled Xiao Zhang over, she felt even more that there was no bone under his skin, and his whole body was soft, as if it was full of gas.

The assistant director and others may have thought that he was ill, or they didn't think much about it at all, and didn't pay attention to these details.

Yan Luo had some bad guesses.

Then she took out the knife.

Sure enough, the result was as she had guessed.

"He, he was talking to us just now..." the assistant director was stunned, unable to recover.

When Yan Luo heard this, she glanced back at him, "Are you sure the voice he spoke to you at that time was the same as usual?"

The assistant director choked.

I thought about it carefully.

Xiao Zhang's voice when talking to him at that time was really different from usual, as if there was a gas in his throat, and he was gurgling, and he couldn't hear clearly at all.

It was only by their imagination and guidance that they could piece together what those words meant.

And when Yan Luo came over to talk to Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang didn't say a word, and the assistant director spoke for him throughout the whole process.

Thinking of this, goosebumps appeared on the assistant director's body.

In particular, holding Xiao Zhang's arm just now is even more uncomfortable now, as if there are countless ants climbing and biting on his arm.

The assistant director touched his arm and shivered fiercely, "Why, how could this be..."

Seeing his reaction, Yan Luo knew the assistant director's answer to the last question.

Obviously, Xiao Zhang's situation was weird from the very beginning.

But they didn't find out.

Yan Luo probed the hole with a branch, except that there was green slime outside.

There is some red liquid inside.

Yan Luo leaned closer and smelled the liquid on the branches. It was a bit like... the smell of old blood that had been soaked for many years, and there was a weird smell mixed with the decay.

Yan Luo almost vomited out on the spot.

She resisted the turbulence in her stomach, stood up, turned her head to look elsewhere, took a breath of fresh air, and felt that she had just come back to life.

"Teacher Yan... Now, what should we do now?" The assistant director was completely confused at the moment, he didn't know what to do, and could only pin all his hopes on Yan Luo.

Upon hearing this, Yan Luo stepped forward and said, "There is one thing I want to ask."

The assistant director asked blankly, "What is it?"

Yan Luo said bluntly: "The green eyes before, are they props arranged by your program group?"

The assistant director nodded hesitantly, "We arranged it. Is there... any problem?"

Yan Luo narrowed his eyes, "Why did you think of it, and arranged a pair of green eyes as props?"

The assistant director replied: "These props are all made by us after going through the past news and according to the points mentioned in the news."

Before they came here, the program team made a lot of preparations.

They turned over a lot of relevant interviews and news in this area.

Then extract keywords based on previous news and interviews.

In the interviews that year, someone said that they had seen white gauze.

Some people also said that they saw red things that resembled bloody handprints.

Someone else said that in the middle of the night, there was a pair of green eyes lying by his window, which scared him so much that he couldn't sleep.