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As if to verify Li Zheng's words, there was a burst of footsteps not far from the door.

As time passed, the footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the gate.

He Ziyun looked up following the sound.

I saw several men carrying a big black coffin and placing it carefully outside the door. They seemed to be afraid that the coffin would be damaged if it fell to the ground. No matter what they did, they subconsciously placed it very lightly.

——This is to take away the body in the yard.

[This big coffin...it's the first time I've seen a dungeon in charge of the coffin...]

[There is a high probability that there will be some negative effects if the body is not buried, otherwise these NPCs will not find trouble]

[…Maybe it’s due to the simple folk customs? 】

[…The way you lied without blinking upstairs is so great]

[Don’t be yin and yang weird crabs]

【Hahaha】

【…】

When Li Zheng saw a few people near the door, he quickly stepped forward and said:

"My house is small, so the coffin will definitely not fit in. We still have to go in and carry out the body."

Several men by the door looked at each other, and one of the older men sighed:

"Li Zheng, then you can carry out the body yourself."

Li Zheng was stunned. He subconsciously wanted to refuse:

"No matter how I lift him, he's already like that. Can I still get him out with my bare hands?"

The man turned his head and said something to the man behind him. The latter nodded in understanding, took out a sack from the backpack behind him and handed it to Li Zheng.

"Take this bag and pack it,"

The man closed his eyes and whispered: "Although we are "travelers," we have to get the body out, right?" Otherwise, it could just rot in the yard? "

Li Zheng thought for a few seconds. Although he was a little scared, he still took the sack, gritted his teeth and prepared to go to the yard to load the body alone.

Before turning around, Li Zheng turned his head and looked at He Ziyun who was holding the little turtle, and said softly:

"Please take the little turtle out to play. He is young and sensible. You don't have to worry about him crying like other children."

Of course He Ziyun was willing. He nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then I'll take the little turtle out for a walk."

"correct,"

He Ziyun looked back at Li Zheng and said, "Now that the town is here, there won't be any danger, right?"

Li Zheng shook his head: "No, someone just died, so the butcher has to be quiet for two or three days."

He said, ruffling the little turtle's hair, and said:

"Little Turtle, dad has to deal with the corpses in the yard now. It will take a long time. You have to listen to your brother."

Both inside and outside the words were filled with love for the little turtle.

The little turtle nodded obediently: "Okay, I understand."

Li Zheng was relieved.

When he walked to the door, He Ziyun glanced at the four men carrying the coffin by the door and smiled politely.

The four of them also smiled reluctantly, and their whole faces seemed to have a sense of insensitivity and sluggishness.

Also, in a place where people may die every day, how can anyone live like a normal person every day?

Seeing He Ziyun walking away with the little turtle in his arms, Li Zheng retracted his gaze, turned around and walked into the yard with the sack in his hand.

The four men behind him looked at each other. One of the men looked up at the older man, hesitated, and said:

"Uncle Wu, can Li Zheng do it alone?"

The man named Uncle Wu turned to look at him, his tone was strangely cold:

"He can do the best he can, and he has to do it even if he can't. You can't let people die in your own home without caring, right?"

The man was startled by his sudden change of expression. He murmured and whispered:

"Uncle Wu, I really don't mean anything else. I just think it's disgusting for Li Zheng to get rid of the corpse by himself. I'm wondering if I should help him."

"help?"

Uncle Wu sneered, "Then why didn't you ask to help just now? You were just talking nonsense, but I didn't see you actually helping. Did I stop you?"

The man stopped talking for a moment.

Uncle Wu looked at him quietly. His stern expression suddenly softened. He sighed longly and his eyes flickered:

"Baby, it's not that I don't go in to help. On the one hand, it's because such a big coffin really can't fit in. On the other hand, don't you really know?"

The remaining three men said nothing.

Uncle Wu looked at them and said word by word:

"This boy Li Zheng is very lucky. His whole family was burned to death but he is still alive. He even picked up a little baby the year before last. In the past two years, no one has died, because there is always a "traveler" in his family who has died... …”

"Who doesn't envy his Li Zheng family?"

The more Uncle Wu spoke, the more serious his tone became, "Even an old man like me is envious."

One of the men hesitated: "But Uncle Wu, we have tried to take in "travelers" before, but the "travelers" did not die. The dead people were still family members, and we had to send them food..."

He said with red eyes: "My mother was killed by a butcher at that time."

Uncle Wu: "That's why I said that this kid Li Zheng is very lucky. He will never die no matter what. He has a big family with only two people. As long as the weather is clear, he can make a lot of steamed buns and save them. Who wouldn't envy him?"

"It's no use even being envious, we are not that lucky!"

The other man gritted his teeth and said, "That's why Uncle Wu didn't give him any gloves."

He paused for a moment and continued: "Check whether touching the body with bare hands will kill you?"

Uncle Wu looked back at him and grinned: "As I said before, Li Zhengfu is very lucky and nothing will happen to him."

"..."

The three men fell silent.

The audience from God's perspective were amazed by what Uncle Wu said.

[This old man looks quite honest, but I didn’t expect that he was full of bad ideas]

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, everyone in the same town is doing it, it’s scary]

【? Where are the people with simple folk customs mentioned earlier? Come out and get beaten! 】

[…Sorry, I’m narrow-minded]

【? ? ? What's the matter with narrow-mindedness? Didn't you learn your writing well upstairs? 】

【Huh? How did you know? 】

【…】

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It seems that due to the death of someone last night, the looming white fog that filled the town yesterday has dissipated a lot, and only a few bits of white fog remain in some dark corners.

He Ziyun was walking on the street with the little turtle in his arms. Unlike the empty town he saw yesterday, although there were not many people in the town today, it could be considered to be somewhat popular.

He looked sideways at the people gathered at the door of each house, his eyes quickly scanning everyone's face.

Everyone, regardless of gender, has the same expression, like a template taken from a painting, looking dull and numb.

When they saw He Ziyun and Xiao Gui, these "template" townspeople slowly turned their heads and looked at him.

A pair of bloodshot eyes covered with cobwebs looked at He Ziyun closely without blinking.