"It's good enough that he can be revived. Why are you being so picky?"
"Yes, I'll arrange it right away. If there's anything missing, just wait for the opening and the offerings will be automatically delivered to your door!"
The voices of the two people became smaller and smaller, and soon they could no longer be heard at all.
Wan Zhuliu hid in the original place and completely merged with the external environment.
He just wanted to see who the two people talking were.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
When he looked carefully, he found that there was no one above.
He didn't move and continued to wait.
It was not until thick fog rose again by the lake and the sky began to turn pale that he hurriedly got up and quickly returned to the village with vigilance.
When he returned to the yard, several yamen runners were still lying on the ground with their backs to him.
He didn't care and walked towards his stand, but halfway there, he suddenly stopped, looked a little surprised, and glanced at several yamen runners.
"Dead?"
It was so close, if there was any breathing, he would definitely be able to sense it.
He then walked forward and turned several people over one by one.
Sure enough, they were all dead, their eyes slightly open with a hint of white in their pupils.
There were no wounds on their bodies. The only characteristic was that when these people died, the corners of their mouths were raised, revealing an almost crazy smile.
The courtyard door creaked, as if it was opened, and then Ding Dian's hurried footsteps were heard.
"Sir, it's bad. All the people we brought with us last night are dead!"
Upon hearing this, Wan Zhuliu ignored it and just wondered whether he was just an illusion last night, or whether these yamen runners were all deceived.
But why was he the only one brought to the lake?
Lure the tiger away from the mountain? To facilitate killing?
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