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The bluish black of the scratches is slowly spreading around.

Wu Dong Fengyun quickly grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and pressed it on it.

"what--"

The man cried out in pain, and the glutinous rice pressed against his skin, as if he had been burned.

"Be patient." Wu Dong Fengyun said.

The player was sweating profusely. He looked down and found that the black and green on the wound had faded a little. Glutinous rice was useful for his wound.

"Much better." The man said in surprise.

Song Qi is also watching, the effect of this glutinous rice is really the best among these things.

After the wound improved, Wudong Fengyun saw that the players were all there, so he told about what he saw at Zhao's house tonight.

"Master Zhao turned into a zombie?"

The players were a little surprised, but it was understandable, after all, they had seen quite a few zombies now.

"Then how are the Zhao family all right?"

This is also what Wu Dong Fengyun was puzzled about.

"It's not clear yet. After all, we pushed the coffin away, and Mrs. Zhao jumped out." That's all Wu Dong Fengyun could say.

When the players heard what Wudong Fengyun said, they couldn't continue asking.

After the scratched person was fine, the female player went back to another house.

After a few hours of rest, it was dawn.

While eating breakfast, Wu Dong Fengyun suggested: "Come tonight to some players and follow me to the grave bag."

"what?"

A few players took a few steps back silently. They were not as courageous as Song Qi and Lin Jiahui, nor as organized as Wu Dong Feng Yun. If they went to the zombie lair at night, wouldn't that be delivering food?
Wu Dongfengyun naturally saw the movements of those people, and he said calmly: "Among us, I know how much everyone has paid, so for those who don't want to pay but want to get out safely, we won't send them away." The information is shared with those people."

When he said this, the player who had just stepped back a few steps blushed with embarrassment.

"But our gold finger won't help." Someone retorted.

"Whether you want to or not is not the same thing as whether you want to do it or not. Not all players will go over tonight. The rest of the players can just perform well here. Don't let them deal with zombies in the front. You can hide behind and do nothing, even do nothing." You have to be lazy when you eat."

The people who were mentioned lowered their heads and looked at the ground.

Among these people, there is someone else's performance, and he can see it all.

Song Qi looked at Wu Dongfengyun, his ideal was obviously a little difficult to realize, these people feel guilty now, and when something happens later, they will not have such thoughts.

But being able to persist for so many days, Song Qi felt that it was considered pretty good.

On the fifth day, the eldest sister still came to deliver food and rice noodles to them as usual.

As soon as the player went out, he heard what happened to the Zhao family.

The Zhao family stopped putting on the stage today, and remained silent all the time, obviously frightened by the sudden fraud of old Mrs. Zhao last night.

The old man who lived near their yard was also talking about it.

"I don't know if the incident last night is true or not." The old man shook his head and sighed.

"I see the faces of the Zhao family today, and I reckon it's true."

"And our village, isn't there a lot of noise?" Someone said vaguely.

The old man looked sad, "When will this matter come to an end?"

"Yeah, the noise made our house restless, and many people died."

Song Qi and Lin Jiahui came over, and the chatterers stopped talking.