"Dead people! Lots of dead people!"

Han Wushi's face was extremely frightened, as if he had seen something extremely tragic and terrifying.

But Hong Dashou and Han Sanshi were convinced that in less than a month, Guang Hong Dashou had seen as many as nine hundred and eighty dead people, if not a thousand. If you are a ghost, then maybe Hong Dashou

I'll still be frightened for a moment. But dead people? Hong Dashou doesn't care.

Dead people are seen every day. There are countless dead people in the ditches outside the town and on the field ridges. Their faces are green and red, their eyes are wide open, and they are dead.

The same goes for Han Sanshi. Two days ago, he killed two people in the shop. Aren't they just dead people?

"Okay, okay, aren't there just a few dead people? Burnt to death? Are they all black and scorched?" Although he said it lightly, he was his biological brother after all, and Han Sanshi was still very attentive in helping Han Wushi caress him.

Back, help Han Wushi calm down.

Normally speaking, if they were burned to death, the scene would be quite miserable if you imagine it. Hong Dashou probably had an idea in his mind, and he wouldn't be disgusted just thinking about it.

But judging from Han Wushi's appearance, there may be a lot of people burned to death in the courtyard. But it's wrong to think about it. The Nanchuan store has at least two thousand people. How many people can be accommodated in such a shop yard?

It would be unrealistic to ask for more than 300 to 500 people. After all, there are only 300 to 500 people in the mission, so the station only needs to be that big.

After I figured it out, I didn't dare to climb over the wall again. If I stepped on something unclean, it wouldn't matter if it was dirty. If yellow, white, red, and black splashed out with a pop, my clothes would still be dirty.

No more?

The three people could only move the sandbags hard, and at least half of them had to be moved. There is a reason for this.

The eight-character yamen opens to the south, so don't come in if you don't have money. But in all government yamen, the door opens from the inside out. There are many rules and regulations here, and there is no such thing as opening the door of the government yamen from the outside.

.It can only be opened from the inside out. Only the master in the yamen can see you if he wants to see you. If he doesn't want to see you, there is no way to die.

After moving the twenty small sandbags, even the three strong men were a little out of breath. [Note 1] A straw bag of mud weighs at least thirty or forty pounds. I don’t know why it is so tightly blocked.

Finally, a door was opened, but the door was not closed tightly. There was a gap between the two doors. If they were tightly closed, it would be difficult to open the door from the outside.

When he opened the door, the scene in front of him almost made Hong Dashou spit out his breakfast.

With the door as the center, forming a semicircle, at least twenty or thirty charred and twisted corpses were crowded together. It can be imagined how they hoped to push this door open during their lifetime.

And because there were so many corpses piled up at the small entrance, Hong Dashou and the other two people had almost no place to put their feet. They clung to the wall before moving into the yard.

After entering the hospital, I saw it more clearly. The whole courtyard was full of dead people, all of them were charred and dead in pieces.

Not to mention that Han Wushi was frightened just now, even Han Sanshi who comforted him looked very ugly. In this scene, Han Sanshi, like Hong Dashou, was trying hard to restrain the feeling of vomiting.

After looking around, I saw that these dead people were not neatly arranged, but were scattered and scattered in the courtyard, including those at the entrance of the courtyard.

Was this someone who was burned alive?

How could this happen? There are at least two to three hundred corpses here. How can people be willing to die? Sometimes science cannot explain the power that bursts out before people die.

It is almost impossible to make hundreds of people die obediently!

"Brother Hong, these don't seem to have been burned to death alive." Han Sanshi pointed to a dead person.

Hong Dashou took a look and found that the dead man had no arms, and there were no fallen ones around.

If you look closely, you will see that although they are scattered in various directions, they are still in lumps. It is more like they were killed or injured and then moved here and set on fire.

But if you think about it this way, you can't explain the twenty or so dead people at the door. If they were dead, how could they crawl to the door? There was even that vague calling last night.

The three people walked around in a circle, and there was nothing in the entire station except dead people. And most of them were charred. Only those in the crowd, or a few in the dark ditch under the wall, were severely burned and changed beyond recognition.

After seeing a few more identifiable corpses, Han Sanshi's idea was further confirmed. Most of these barely visible dead people had injuries, and none of them were intact.

"It's still not quite right. There are so many people in this town. Even if there are bandits trying to cover up the attack, they won't kill people here?" Hong Dashou really didn't understand.

"Those at the door are in slightly better condition. Some of them can still be seen clearly. There seems to be no sword scars." Han Sanshi also agreed.

Really unable to understand, the three of them prepared to leave slowly. No matter how strange this place was, the three of them did not want to stay any longer. It was really too scary, and it would be uncomfortable to stay for even a moment longer.

Just as he was about to move out from the wall again, Han Sanshi suddenly stopped. He stood there with his ears propped up in a daze, as if he heard something.

Hong Dashou felt annoyed for no reason. He wouldn't be such a monster. Han Sanshi heard "Is there anyone there?" last time, but when he came over to take a look, a timid person might have been frightened to death on the spot.

If I heard "Help!" again this time, I would look elsewhere and see another Shura field. No matter how nervous you are, you can't stand it anymore. Just like this, Hong Dashou has no appetite and feels like he is

I couldn't eat for three days.

"There seems to be footsteps?" Han Sanshi said softly and quickly.

"There is a living person!" Hong Dashou was shocked and couldn't believe it.

There are actually real living people in this town, no one knows whether they are friends or foes. Moreover, they were not seen yesterday, and they suddenly appeared again today.

The footsteps and voices that were not obvious at first gradually became clearer as the distance got closer.

Judging from the sound, there were quite a few people there, at least more than the three people here including Hong Dashou and the others.

Not only were there many people, but the footsteps seemed to be coming specifically to Hong Dashou and the others.

"Brothers, I am really lucky to be able to participate in this grand event. As long as we can follow Divine Master Zheng to conquer Ruixing, everyone will have food to eat and clothing to wear."

"Hey! Why is this door open? There is someone!" The originally chaotic footsteps suddenly turned into strong steps.

What to do? What to do?

[Note 1]: Here is a very useless little knowledge. After the mud is dug out from the ground, its volume will normally increase by about one-third. After digging out the original lump of mud, there will be a lot of gaps.

, and more air will enter.
Chapter completed!