snake coffin

Chapter 649: Make it up once

Listening to what the captain said, I suddenly felt quite sympathetic to them.

It's hard to explain this kind of thing, so I have to shirk it.

Nowadays, you can't be too violent, otherwise it will become popular all over the Internet every second.

In fact, from the standpoint of Xuanxuan's family and Liu Jinze's grandmother, there is nothing wrong with it, which is understandable.

The entire town of Qingshui Town has been sealed off. The house that the family built in the past is gone, and the land that has been ancestral for generations is gone. It means that the roots are gone and everything is gone.

And other people who originally lived in Qingshui Town suffered a little disaster.

But in the eyes of these people outside, there is nothing to do, but the house is divided, and there are various benefits and subsidies.

From the perspective of ordinary people, they do feel it is unfair.

Holding the shield, the captain of the Feng family saluted me and Mo Xiu respectfully: "Snake Lord and Master He go in first, let's settle the outside matters."

At this moment, there were noises outside, and rocks were thrown at the security room.

Fortunately, the glass used by Feng's family is relatively good, and the stone did not shatter even when it was smashed.

I turned my head and glanced, but I was in Mo Xiu's arms and my ankle was still hurting so much that I couldn't even walk to the window.

Moxiu is more considerate now, he carried me to the window and took a look outside.

I saw a lot of cars coming outside the community, as well as large RVs, with white banners saying something about shady film crews and shady businesses.

Many anchors are doing live broadcasts outside. The official ones have tripods, and the simple ones use selfie sticks. Anyway, it is crowded.

The people from the Feng family are also considered patient, but they just keep explaining, and they have already asked for instructions, and everyone in Qingshui Town will be compensated, but they are still checking the roster for the time being.

But there are also those who are excited and throw things at them. People from the Feng family rely on their special physique and let them throw things.

Mo Xiu hugged me and didn't go out to look, but directly covered his face with a paper mask and went to the community.

It was still daytime, and all the people in Qingshui Town in the community gathered on the balcony of their home, looking outside to watch the excitement, but no one was willing to go out and help talk.

After all, the general demolition levy is subdivided as a whole.

Fewer people will share, and more money will be distributed.

Who would want to have dozens or hundreds of people to share the money.

After Moxiu entered the community, he didn't use spells, but carried me step by step towards the unit building.

The spectators looked down at me from the balcony, all with indifference on their faces, but whispering.

It is estimated that we are discussing how we got in.

Only then did I realize that in the past, the door-to-door gift-giving of our family, in addition to annoying everyone by looking at the "people" in the closet, was also because they would "split money" when they came in.

Mo Xiu hugged me and went directly to the apartment I was allocated.

When Mrs. Fan saw us coming back, she actually came to the door and asked us, "Why are you back again?"

The first time I came, she told me to go out and avoid these people in Qingshui Town.

This time, his face became even more anxious.

I looked at her blood lice from feet to head, as if seeing Aunt Liu again.

They are different, but they seem to be the same.

Aunt Liu had no idea that she was in something strange, while Mrs. Fan had only a partial understanding of her situation.

She knew that she was involved in these weird things, but she didn't know that she was already a dead person. What's more, her flesh and blood was still nourishing another thing.

I just smiled wryly at her, turned to look at Moxiu, and suddenly felt that this was a bit cruel to them.

One by one, they escaped from Qingshui Town and thought they had entered a new life.

There are good houses, money, and even greed, but they are all dead...

Will be killed again!
I vaguely remembered that I had read Mr. Lu Xun's article before, and I had a hypothesis.

An iron room, windowless and indestructible, filled with sleeping people who would soon suffocate.

At this time, several people woke up...

It was to wake these people up and let them struggle to death in panic and pain.

Or let them die in their deep sleep.

"I" discussed this issue with Long Qixu before.

He told me that as long as someone wakes up and everyone is together, it cannot be said that there is no hope of rushing out.

What I am most afraid of is that everyone is awakened, some are hopeful, some are desperate, and they want to pour cold water on them.

So Long Qixu knew that his blood was impure, that he was a "bastard" in Long Ling's mouth, but he became so powerful by taking away Yu Guyue's companion snake and devouring many existences with the same blood as him.

He wants to lift the ban...

But he didn't want to meet someone who was desperate and poured cold water on him, so he chose An Entropy and Mrs. Long as allies.

But now facing these people in Qingshui Town, they will not only suffocate to death in the iron house, but they will devour other people when they go out.

At that time, the most painful people in the iron room were not those who were asleep, but those who were awake.

It’s impossible to continue pretending to be asleep; watching everyone die in their sleep is unbearable; waking everyone up will inevitably throw cold water on despair!

But looking at Mrs. Fan, I don't know where they went wrong.

People are born with greed, ignorance and hatred. They are actually just ordinary people, but they were born in Qingshui Town.

"Get out while you can still go out, before that thing in the closet attracts you." Mrs. Fan saw that Mo Xiu and I didn't move.

He sternly said to me: "The people in this community are not normal anymore. Don't worry about these people. Don't think about sharing that little money. Go out and live a good life. Don't waste Lao Fan's heart."

Speaking of Lao Fan, Mrs. Fan showed an embarrassed look on her face, probably thinking of the "Old Fan" in the closet.

While feeling disloyal to Lao Fan, at the same time he was reluctant to let go of this being who was exactly the same as Lao Fan and even had some of Lao Fan's memories.

I looked at her concerned face, looked down at the bloodlice swarming at her feet, and knew I had to make a decision during the day.

At night, when the yin energy rises, the little earth mother will suck their flesh and blood and wake up.

Only by killing these people in one fell swoop during the day when the yang energy is strong will the little Earth Mother not be alarmed.

I turned my head to Moxiu and asked, "Is the one billion that the Feng family transferred to you still there?"

Mo Xiu was stunned for a moment, then said to me: "Do you want money?"

I nodded, and Mo Xiu laughed and said to me: "I understand. There is a small playground over there in the community. I will ask the security guards of the Feng family to surround it. I will bring enough money to come over."

"Are there so many?" I couldn't help looking at Mo Xiu, when did he become so rich.

Mo Xiu glanced at Mrs. Fan, and said without hesitation: "Money is just a piece of paper. Your goal is to bring everyone together. It's actually very easy."

He patted my hand and sighed softly: "I will let them leave happily."

Sure enough, the one who knows me best is Mo Xiu.

While Mrs. Fan was shocked, she seemed to remember something.

But after waiting for Mo Xiu to leave, he said to me: "Where are you leaving?"

I held the stone knife, Shen looked at Mrs. Fan, and whispered: "Go and talk to Lao Fan..."

Actually, I don’t want to call the things in that closet “Lao Fan”. I’ve always found Lao Fan annoying in the past.

But when Baxie was in the coffin, he took the initiative to find me, and the things he said to me, I felt that he was actually not annoying, it was just a bit long-winded.

It was he who told me that there are some things that transcend life and death.

He was already dead at that time, but he disappeared with peace of mind.

The only thing I miss is the teacher in front of me.

I suddenly stopped looking directly at Mrs. Fan, lowered my head and touched the stone knife, and said in a deep voice: "Farewell to him. The real old Fan didn't say goodbye to you because of me. This time, let's make it up."

(End of this chapter)