Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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    Dark clouds covered the moon, He Bao walked on the road, shaking his body to the music in the headphones.

    The white-haired rabbit closely followed his feet, avoiding his hooves and stepping on it from time to time.

    "Can we...can't help but dig it."

    He Bao said, "No, we have to check again. If the death is not a decay disease, the police will come and think what we should do if we report a false case."

    Zhao Junfeng clutched Tie Wu The green veins of his hand are exposed, and the whole body exudes the smell of rejection.

    "But we weren't already..."

    "What if it was accidental last time? Okay, don't talk nonsense. If you don't go, don't go. If you don't ask us to check the village, we won't be caught Trapped here."

    Zhao Junfeng was a little confused. They had obviously dug up so many dead bodies in the woods. Besides, wasn't the police stopped outside and couldn't get in?

    He Bao put on the earphones and walked staggering, with a b-box in his mouth from time to time, with a strong sense of rhythm, but in such a quiet and somewhat terrifying night, he did not bring Zhao Junfeng a sense of security.

    Today, another person died in the village. This time, he saw it with his own eyes. Therefore, the village did not secretly bury this time, but held the funeral.

    The corpse was buried for three days at noon during the day.

    The teenager with them had somehow settled, guarded by the man who frightened him.

    He Bao proposed to dig the grave at night, threatening him to ignore it if he didn't go.

    "I said, hello, what do you want to say."

    "Huh?" Zhao Junfeng was afraid of a child from which dark corner would emerge, staring nervously at the dark place. "What are you talking about?"

    He Bao said, "What did you see that day was so scared."

    On the day of the death, Zhao Junfeng saw the person's death with his own eyes. If it weren't for too many people on the scene that day, he would be scared to pass out.

    Zhao Junfeng swallowed, "That day..."

    He was thinking about the corpses of the babies and children that day, and he couldn't sleep late at night. He rushed to the village chief's house early the next morning.

    He wants an explanation!

    But before he reached the village chief's house, he heard noisy noises on the wall.

    With a mind left in his mind, he found two stone bricks to pad under his feet, scratching the wall, and looking inside.

    "... I beg you... I can't live if you don't save me... Village chief... Save me..."

    A thin man knelt on the ground, and the village head in front of him sat on a stone bench. Carrying a pipe in his hand, he was slowly filling it with tobacco.