Oh no, it's a "peace".

Some of them sat slumped in the mud and giggled at themselves.

Some complain about the world, crying dad and calling mother, self-pity is not lively.

Some of them hugged a tree or kept beating their breath into the air, their eyes were torn, and their mouths were still broken thoughts, as if they were making hair. Vent the resentment in your heart.

Some of them are digging pits in the ruins with their bare hands, and they don't know what they are looking for.

Others......

They don't know pain, they don't get tired, and they live in a beautiful, cruel dream woven by themselves or others. It's like a perpetual motion machine, constantly repeating certain actions and lines.

Houses destroyed by floods, crops left untended......

Lu Nanxia asked weakly: "Can you still be saved?" ”

Li Rong shrugged his shoulders, Feng Weiran shook his head, "It's hard to say!" ”

Li Lane saw a large white floating object on the surface of the river, and when he looked closely, his scalp exploded.

She felt that she had a dense phobia, the dense, wriggling maggots, and the yellowed bones, and she really couldn't accept it.

Feng Weiran saw her face change in an instant, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's fine!" Li Rong shook his head and retracted his gaze to look at him.

The spaceship stopped on the north side of the Yujiang River, and Li Lane saw Jiang Yin'er coming with a group of entourage.

She made a salute: "Yin'er has seen the Lord of Pineapple Island, Elder Li, and Princess Zhixia." ”

"I've seen Miss Jiang."

"The house is ready for you, and thank you so much for your hard work in coming to help. Please come with the slaves. ”

Li Rong politely replied: "There is Miss Lao Jiang!" ”

Jiang Yin'er replied, "Yes", and led them to the village.

The embankment that had been washed away by the flood had already dried up after the exposure of the past few days, and was no longer a piece of mud.

Workers were also arranged to repair and reinforce the embankment. There are also soldiers salvaging the bones of the floating water.

As they walked, they could see men carrying large rocks to the river......

Stepping into the entrance of the village, Li Lane felt that there was still a formation here.

Jiang Yin'er said at this time: "I don't know why, a flood will send so many human bones, and then the people will be like this!" It's not like a plague, but anyone who has come into contact with them will become like this. ”

"In order to prevent these people from being infected with the plague, the slave family asked someone to set up a formation here to ensure the safety of the others."

Li Rong looked at her serious nonsense, nodded cooperatively, indicating that he understood.

Feng Weiran also asked her about the specific situation of some people.

After passing the entrance of the village, they made a detour to the east side of the village, where several courtyards were cleared for the immortal cultivators who had come to the rescue to temporarily stay.

Jiang Yin'er settled them in the courtyard on the mountain, left two servants to take care of them, and left.

In the courtyard, there was one room for Feng Weiran, one room for Li Lane and Lu Nanxia, one room for Lu Xiwan and Huo Ren, and the rest of the entourage were crowded into a big house.

The house is divided into inside and outside, each with a bed, and Lu Nanxia chose the bed in the outer room.

While making her bed, she asked, "Li Li, can you see any connection between those white bones and the villagers' illnesses?" ”

"I don't know." Li Lang was vague.

She meditated on the bed, her consciousness spreading around her, carefully perceiving her surroundings.

When she learned that Dongfang Chengyou and the others were plotting behind this corpse, she studied the antidote with Feng Weiran, but there was no experiment, and she didn't know if it would be successful?

"It's a place to live in, and it's depressing, uncomfortable, and there's a rotting smell of corpses inside and out." Lu Nanxia, who was born with a keen sense of smell, couldn't wait for his sense of smell to fail at this time.

"It doesn't feel good!"