CHAPTER 604: CHAPTER 111_5

"Just think of it as a nightmare. After a good sleep, it will be over. Forget it if you can, you already profited."

Following Brother Yuanzi’s plan, you were supposed to die here, and then Fan Shulin would find me.

Tan Wenbin looked at the dead fish on the ground. This guy now looked like it had just come out of a steamer, just missing some green onions, ginger, and garlic.

Picking up the shovel, Tan Wenbin fiddled with it for a while. Even though it was already dead, Tan Wenbin kindly provided it with a separation of flesh and bones.

After he finished, the breath he was holding in his heart dissipated, his entire body gradually weakened. He wanted to walk down the stairs, but because his legs were weak, he rolled down instead.

Having fallen to the bottom, Tan Wenbin lay there, grabbing the shovel beside him, but unable to use it as leverage to stand.

At this moment, a voice came from outside:

"Hahaha, feast! Hahaha, feast!"

Tan Wenbin glanced around his surroundings, rolled his eyes, and cursed,

"How dare they... steal my line."

"Creak!"

The courtyard gate was pushed open from the outside. The fish was already dead, so the door’s sealing effect naturally disappeared.

A fool bounced in, looking at Tan Wenbin.

Seeing this, Tan Wenbin bit his teeth, attempting to raise the shovel, but in the end, he could only move it to his chest.

At this moment, he was wary of everyone.

The problem was, he truly had no strength left to fight.

The fool entered the house, walked up to Tan Wenbin, bent over with a grin, examining Tan Wenbin closely while constantly poking him all over.

"You..."

Tan Wenbin mustered all his remaining strength, raised the shovel slightly, then horizontally moved it, brushing against the fool’s face before it fell feebly.

The impact of this attack was no different from scratching an itch.

But Tan Wenbin felt that he had at least resisted, maintaining his last bit of dignity before dying.

The fool spoke,

"A monster wearing human skin, a monster wearing human skin..."

Tan Wenbin’s gaze changed, and his first reaction was,

"Brother Xiao Yuan?"

The fool continued, "I’m a corpse recovery diver, I’m a corpse recovery diver..."

"Did Brother Xiao Yuan send you?"

Tan Wenbin felt relieved. He hadn’t been scavenged; this was one of his own people.

"Take me to Zhengmen Village, fish that thing out! Take me to Zhengmen Village, fish that thing out!"

"Alright, take me with you..."

The fool bent down and hoisted Tan Wenbin onto his back. Though simple-minded, he was very strong.

Just as he was about to walk out, Tan Wenbin, on his back, reminded him, "The shovel..."

The fool picked up the Yellow River Shovel and was about to walk out again when another voice came from his back,

"The backpack inside the house, the backpack..."

The fool followed the direction, walked into the room, and picked up the backpack.

This time, the fool felt he could leave, but just as he reached the door, another voice came from his back,

"The woman in the kitchen... take her with us..."

After saying this, Tan Wenbin passed out.

He didn’t know specifically what the woman was for, but he believed Brother Xiao Yuan would know.

Late at night,

a fool carried a man on his back, holding a bag in his left hand and dragging a woman with his right, walking through the alley.

...

"Meng Meng, what are you doing?"

"Don’t worry about it, help me unseal them, pour them all on the ground."

"Oh, alright."

Zheng Jiayi opened the snack bags she bought from the convenience store, scattering them on the ground one by one.

Yin Meng placed the food she bought from the neighbor’s house there as well.

This was a corner of the town, pretty secluded, without many people. If anyone saw it, they might just point their fingers and scold, saying, "Wasting food like this, you’ll get struck by lightning!"

After the food was scattered, Yin Meng sat with Zheng Jiayi to the side, waiting quietly.

But left waiting and right waiting, the one she was waiting for did not appear.

*Yin Meng doubted whether the rats in the town had been eaten up already.*

Last night, she had hung from the beam, listening to the gnawing sounds coming from those two rooms.

*In one night, a family of three consumed as many rats as two fertilizer sacks could hold. No matter how fast rats reproduce, it couldn’t keep up with this.*

*No wonder the Zheng family had to go into the mountains to catch rats.*

"Sigh."

*Yin Meng rubbed her forehead and sighed.*

*She hadn’t slept all last night, for the latter half of the night was even more chaotic than before.*

*Three pairs of eyes consistently searched through every conceivable gap in the room, peering inside.*

*Using her flashlight to shine them was useless. Initially, they would avoid it, but later on, they seemed to stop pretending altogether, staring straight into the flashlight’s beam, even purposely rolling their eyes.*

*Yin Meng wanted them to make the first move so she would have reason to shatter the false atmosphere and strike back.*

*But she waited until dawn, and the family of three retreated without attacking.*

*However, judging by the change in pace, they were bound to break in tonight.*

"Hahaha, feast! Hahaha, feast!"

At that moment, a disheveled fool dressed in a ragged cotton coat ran out, heading straight for the food on the ground, picking it up to eat.

"Oh..." Zheng Jiayi wanted to say something to stop him.

Yin Meng picked up the remaining snacks from the bag, walked over, and handed them to the fool.

"The ground is dirty."

The fool looked at the bit in the bag, then at the abundance on the ground, shook his head, and continued to eat from the ground.

"Eat this!"

Yin Meng opened the packaging and handed it to the fool, who shook his hand to refuse.

"Eat this first!"

Yin Meng raised her voice, startling the fool into shivering and forcing him to raise his head and take the bag to eat.

Zheng Jiayi whispered, "Meng Meng, do you know him?"