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Yao Cheng's face instantly turned pale. He clenched the two sticks in his hand, his eyes blurred.

My luck does not seem to be very good...

Yang Jingshu coughed slightly and reminded: "Who is going, you or Feng Dong?"

"..." Yao Cheng sighed, stretched out his hand to hold his glasses that were slightly lowered, pursed his lips and said:

"I."

Yang Jingshu was a little surprised by this sentence, but she didn't say much. She just patted Yao Cheng on the shoulder, raised her head and said:

"Tonight will consume a lot of energy. You should each find a way to fill your stomach. Be careful not to let the NPC find you."

Yang Jingshu looked a little cold at the moment: "If someone is caught accidentally this time, no one will save him."

The anchors present instantly lost their voices and nodded at the same time.

Lu Ying went upstairs indifferently. For a "pseudo anchor" like her, it didn't matter whether she ate or not. After all, she was not recognized by the "miracle", so her hunger was not strong.

Just when all the anchors began to go out to look for food, Fang Yuan reached out and pulled Fang Ran's arm.

Fang Ran reacted from his thoughts and subconsciously looked at Fang Yuan.

Fangyuan came closer to her and said a little hesitantly: "Sister, I want to tell you something."

Fang Ran: "What's the matter??"

Fangyuan hesitated and said, "I want to visit that old lady's house. I always feel that she is a little strange."

The strange thing is not whether the old lady's house is related to the "butcher", but the old lady herself.

Fangyuan knew that it was not wise for her to go to the old lady at this juncture, but whenever she thought about the fact that she had been hidden by the old lady these past few nights, she always felt that something was wrong in her heart.

The old lady really didn't want to let herself die, but it didn't mean that she didn't want Fang Ran and Yang Jingshu to be "scapegoats".

Fang Ran was silent for a few seconds. She looked at Fang Yuan who was a little uneasy and scared. She raised her hand and rubbed his head and said warmly:

"Go."

As long as you are willing to take responsibility for your own choices, there is nothing you can't do.

After Fangyuan also left, Yang Jingshu and Fang Ran were the only two people left in the yard.

Yang Jingshu turned her head and looked at Fang Ran, rubbing her hair irritably:

"What did He Ziyun mean?"

Fang Ran was silent for a few seconds and then explained: "Sister Jing, you should have noticed that the butcher has not been to this house for a long time, but according to the concept of a man who has put aside the past and only focused on revenge, he should not come to this house. right."

The woman's voice sounded gentler in the silent courtyard, "But he didn't come, which means he was afraid."

"He is afraid that his current appearance will be seen by his parents, wife and children. In the eyes of the butcher, he hopes that he in this house will still be the kind, honest, honest and simple self he was before."

"Sister Jing."

Fang Ran closed her eyes and said almost silently:

"Did you really not see it?"

Not appropriate.

No matter how upright Yang Jingshu's living environment was under control, she shouldn't have seen nothing under the pressure of that kind of family.

This can only show that Yang Jingshu's current situation is not normal.

Last night, Fang Ran felt something was wrong.

Qin Mei lied to her.

She clearly said that Yang Jingshu would not forget what she had already remembered, nor would it be concealed again... What's more, Fang Ran was horrified to find that Yang Jingshu's current emotions seemed to be in a state of stiffness and stagnation, like, Some drug blocked her sensitivity to human emotions.

It's not obvious in a short period of time, but what if it continues like this?

Fang Ran's hand hanging by her side slowly clenched, and she bit her lower lip stiffly, almost using pain to control the emotions racing in her brain at the moment.

She was frightened by her guess.

On the other side, Yang Jingshu reacted slowly. She didn't notice anything was wrong with Fang Ran. She just pressed her slightly painful temple and said suddenly:

"Psychological problems are somewhat possible."

So He Ziyun's real purpose should be to fundamentally destroy the butcher's psychological defense?

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Different from the warm towns under the mountain that are illuminated by the sun, the shadows of the trees on the mountain are whirling, and countless leafy branches and leaves cover them. Almost the entire mountain is fully illuminated, even the stone steps under the feet and the soil on both sides are covered. It was wet, as if the rainwater that had not dried up still remained on it.

"just in front."

Feng Dong walks very hard. He has always liked sports, whether in reality or in the dungeon.

He Ziyun followed him silently, and looked up after hearing this.

In the mountain surrounded by tree shadows, the tombs on the slightly empty ground looked out of place. There were almost no tree shadows above them to block the sun. The warm and hot sunlight shone directly on the four tombs. , the khaki tomb was illuminated warmly and calmly.

The young man was silent for a few seconds. He quietly looked at the four tightly packed graves that had obviously been carefully piled up. He walked forward with a slight hesitation and stopped in front of several graves.

He Ziyun initially thought that the other butcher might be the butcher's family member, but these speculations disappeared after he saw the grave bags.

Zhu Yue buried his family in this place. Deep down in his heart, he wanted his family to live where the sun could shine, and he didn't even want them to be blocked by the shadow of trees.

Will Zhu Yue really turn his family into "butchers"?

He Ziyun thought it was impossible.

Feng Dong always felt a bit chilly around him. He rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and said hesitantly:

"Um, are we just going to watch that?"

He Ziyun pulled away from his thoughts, shook his head, and spent a lot of popularity points to buy a lot of commemorative things from the mall.

Then Feng Dong sat on the ground in front of the tomb with a somewhat dazed look in his eyes.

Feng Dong's eyes widened, he couldn't help but took a few steps forward, licked his lips and said:

"what is this?"

He Ziyun didn't look at him, lowered his head and placed the paper money and the basin used to burn the paper money in front of the grave bag, "Burn something for their family."

Just take it as an answer to his sudden compassion.

Feng Dong was still a little puzzled, but he still followed He Ziyun's example and sat down in front of the grave bag, reached for a stack of paper money, lowered his head and took out a lighter from his pocket.

"I'm familiar with this stuff."

Feng Dongbian put the lit paper money into the basin and said: "When my parents passed away, I burned many, many such paper money for them..."

He seemed to suddenly be interested and said enthusiastically: "Do you think they can receive it?"

He Ziyun was slightly startled. He looked at the four khaki tombs in front of him, his eyes slightly lowered, and his voice seemed to be lost in the wind.

"do not know……"

After death, can we really still receive things burned by the living?