The codes engraved on the ruler were stained with blood, appearing sowhat glaring.
It was at this mont that everyone realized the blood flowed only in the grooves of the codes, and only fell to the ground after reaching the end.
The drumming suddenly stopped.
It was clear that Lu Yao's condition was not good; evidently, the swift attack just now was not easy for her.
The little girl stopped drumming, partly to prevent Lu Yao's condition from declining further, and partly to catch her own breath and take a break.
Although she hadn't directly participated in the battle, she wasn't as relaxed as she appeared, especially with the constant urge to vomit and a feeling like her head was going to explode — a sensation not everyone could withstand!
"Your turn!" Du Qingyue said coldly, then charged towards Zhang Qingyang, chopping her hand at his neck.
Zhang Qingyang snorted coldly, retreated his right leg slightly, and assud a defensive stance.
"Let show you sothing." Du Qingyue said quickly, pulling out a phone and pointing its screen at Zhang Qingyang.
Instantly, Zhang Qingyang's eyes widened as he saw a "ghost face" growing larger in his field of vision, occupying it entirely.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of bone breaking occurred, and Zhang Qingyang's body went limp and fell to the ground.
He never expected that what the opponent showed him was a terrifying image.
What he didn't know was that Du Qingyue had once used this trick to topple Xiao Feng.
"Bang!"
Zhang Qingyang fell straight to the ground, feeling his consciousness growing increasingly fuzzy.
He closed his eyes, using the last of his strength to grip the grenade at his waist.
"Watch out, Sister Qingyue!"
"Withdraw quickly!"
Several anxious warnings sounded, and Du Qingyue couldn't help but be stunned. Her gaze dropped, and upon seeing Zhang Qingyang's actions, she was startled.
Lu Yao was so anxious that sweat appeared on his forehead; he knew the grenade at the opponent's waist was different from ordinary grenades.
The most obvious difference was the detonation ti.
Ordinary grenades have a two to three-second delay after pulling the pin. But the ones from the Devil's Concentration Camp were different, they explode upon pulling, giving no reaction ti, used only in suicide attacks in desperate situations!
Just as everyone felt their hearts in their throats, a misty blue light suddenly descended from above, like a lightning bolt striking the courtyard.
"Crack!"
At the mont the crisp sound appeared, Zhang Qingyang's body shuddered once, then beca motionless, beyond saving.
His right arm had been severed at the elbow, with a sinisterly glowing scythe embedded in between.
"Xuanxuan!" the little girl exclaid.
Everyone looked up towards the path of where the scythe landed and saw Lin Jiaxuan standing on the roof with a cold expression.
"Thank you!" Du Qingyue said faintly.
Lin Jiaxuan nodded slightly, her expression unchanged, as if this was just a trivial matter for her.
The crisis averted, everyone carried Zhao Guo'an into the living room.
But then they noticed green smoke slowly coming out from the seam of the basent door.
"Soone went in?!" Jiang Yixin exclaid in shock.
Bear in mind, before leaving, Xiao Feng specifically instructed that besides ensuring personal safety, the most important thing was to watch over the things in the basent.
They had been focused on how to deal with the two from the Devil's Concentration Camp, never expecting soone would take the chance to slip into the basent.
"Don't worry, the poison smoke was set up by ." Sun Shijie took out a porcelain bottle from his chest, distributing a red pill to each person, explaining: "This is the antidote, taking it will make you immune to the poison smoke."
After explaining, he took a flashlight out of his pocket, opened the door leading to the basent, and proceeded down the stairs.
To be honest, Sun Shijie was extrely anxious at the mont.
He was afraid that upon reaching the basent, instead of finding the intruder's corpse, he would find an emptied basent.
Fortunately, in the next mont, what t his eyes was the open basent door and the corpse of a middle-aged man with a dark complexion lying by the door.
Everyone followed down, turned on their phones' flashlights, and shone into the basent. Everything was intact, even the seal on the door remained untouched.
"From the looks of it, this person didn't get inside at all, he got hit as soon as he opened the door." The little girl analyzed in a detective-like manner.
Everyone nodded in agreent with this theory.
The little girl pointed to the hand of the person lying on the ground, which was pressed under his body, and continued: "He probably intended to detonate the grenade, but was poisoned to death before he could."
Du Qingyue waved her hand to disperse the green smoke before her: "No matter what, as long as the items are safe, let's get out first, open the doors and windows, and let the smoke out."
No one opposed this plan.
However, after they went back up, they heard Zhen Jinghan crying and shouting: "Guo'an, Guo'an, what's wrong with you? Don't scare !"
Exchanging glances with one another, they quickly ran towards Zhao Guo'an, only to find his face blackened, body convulsing, and white foam bubbling from his mouth.
"This is bad!" Sun Shijie slapped his thigh in regret: "I forgot to give him the antidote pill, he must be poisoned now!"
A deathly silence fell over the living room, Zhao Guo'an's plight seed even more troubleso than the trials of Tang Sanzang's journey to the West.
...
Jiulong Public Cetery.
Xiao Feng and the others rested halfway up the mountain, surrounded by cockroaches everywhere, making anyone's skin crawl!
Hui Shiba plucked the snakeskin of the giant python from the tombstone, tossed it into a cloth bag in his left hand, and walked over to Xiao Feng, saying: "Brother Feng, they're all here, a total of one hundred and thirty-eight pieces, as for the weight..."
Saying this, he hefted the bag, and gave an unclear answer: "About forty pounds or so."
Xiao Feng nodded: "Finding a craftsman later to make so armor wouldn't be bad."
Soon after, Ji Liangcai approached with a mournful expression, saying: "I did a rough count, about half of the graves are damaged to varying degrees, with over a dozen severely damaged, the tombstones can't even be read."
These damages were due to the scattered cockroaches.
Still, one must credit Xiao Feng's tily response, or the damage could have been much worse.
"Brother Xiao, it seems getting our wages normally is out of the question, please tell about finding people, I'll prepare imdiately." Ji Liangcai said, feeling disheartened.
He hadn't considered asking Xiao Feng for compensation for the wages, for if not for Xiao Feng's tily intervention, his life would have been forfeit as well.
Moreover, even if he asked, what could he do if Xiao Feng didn't pay?
So Ji Liangcai quickly accepted reality and focused on the present matters.
Xiao Feng showed a look of appreciation and laughed: "Not bad kid, your ntal resilience is pretty good!"
This wasn't just flattery, even those who were naturally strong-minded might have vomited from the sight alone.
But apart from showing an ugly face, Ji Liangcai displayed little reaction, which inevitably made one suspect if he had similar experiences before.
As if sensing the doubt in Xiao Feng's eyes, Ji Liangcai explained: "Years ago, I did corpse retrieval work, which was much more disgusting and frightening than this.
After witnessing several colleagues have accidents while doing this, I decided I'd never do it again!"
Xiao Feng furrowed his brow: "I'm just curious, is there anything you haven't done?"
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