Looking at the remnants of that corpse, yes, this thing I call the plague is dysentery, maybe this thing that could be cured with only a few pills of haloperic acid and amoxicillin in the base six years ago can kill a middle-aged man in ten days on this isolated island now.

With a serious expression, he warned everyone to stay away from me and this corpse, but after thinking about it, this was completely superfluous, and just now, Yumaru and Kawa Girl had pulled on my clothes and even the corpse in order to prevent me from wreckaging the person they knew.

A complicated set of orders was immediately given to the fish balls and relayed, including not to touch the food with the hands, not to touch the mouth, to light firewood, to boil water, and to draw a cordon in a circle of several meters below the corpse, so that no one could pass by or approach for the time being, and I myself had to carry the dead man, who was already slightly stiff, back to a beach that we never frequented, and spent the afternoon there lighting a fire and burning it, in the flames, I seemed to see the corpse's hands a few times, but it didn't matter, whether he was dead or not, I treated him as if he was dead.

Well, it seems that this is a bit of a shift from my attitude towards life more than a year ago, when I still had a slight expectation of "surviving" a civilized society, and there were too many shackles to hinder my actions, such as court-martials. And now, hehe, what's the difference between me and Dandan? At least in appearance, the same messy stubble, the same savage behavior.

Dozens of meters behind him, Yuwan pulled the Sichuan girl to stop there, watching me hold a grand cremation for this soul from a distance, this is indeed very grand, Lao Tzu in order to chop those firewood, his arm seems to have been tired and dislocated.

Refusing to take my hand, she likes to walk by the corner of other people's clothes, but now, I can't touch anything on my body, even if it's clothes, I can't explain to them what dysentery is, so I can only use the "plague god" to tell them that this is the disaster that "Lao Tan" has brought to the demon tribe, and if we anger "Lao Tan", then this scourge is likely to befall our tribe as well. Even though we're not tribal, you know, it's the only word she understands, and the concept of "team" is a bit far away from them.

I stripped myself naked, and of course, without asking for their consent, I also took off the two clothes on the bodies of the Sichuan girl and Yuwan one by one and threw them into the fire, and returned to the sky with the corpse. Yumaru looked at me with a strange look, I couldn't tell what was in those eyes, anyway, it wasn't very friendly, to be honest, just her ragged clothes that had rotted into strips of cloth, I had long wanted to give her a new set, and I took this opportunity to change it, and it also saved her from standing on the gentle slope with those evil spirits every full moon night to scare people.

Sister Sichuan is much more obedient than Yumaru in comparison, and even her pants are taken off by herself, so I don't have to worry about it at all.

Yes, every corner of these two women, where have I not seen them? You know, when the little cub is unconscious, even and pee are served by Lao Tzu, and being naked is a fart!

Can you imagine two bare-bottomed adults walking down the roadside with a bare-bottomed child? I firmly believe that whoever sees this scene now, can laugh out loud, fortunately, Dandan has not returned, he may be on the way back after seeing the beacon smoke signal, of course, it is more likely that he will stay in the "paradise" for the night after seeing the warning of danger, I know this grandson.

The feeling of warm water in the past forty or fifty degrees on my body on such a summer still made me shiver, and my hands were mixed with mud and washed by the hot water, and then my whole body was washed with the remaining jar of water, which had fallen to my shoulders.

Rinsing the fish balls is like killing pigs, yes, I have never seen them bathe since the old witch picked them up, let alone these hot water rinses with temperature, and only once by chance I have seen the tiger girl take care of her hair at the lower source of the stream, and only once. I believe they have their own way of bathing, and they may just be deliberately avoiding me.

As for Sister Chuan, my hand just lightly touched her body, and she was suddenly stunned, and then looked back at me with her near-zero vision, bowing her head and saying nothing. Eventually, I gave up on the idea of rinsing her with my own hands and handed over the matter to Yumaru instead, and the mature femininity of the Sichuan girl made it difficult for me to restrain my instinctive reaction, yes, it was instinct.

But I knew very well that I had to restrain all my impulses about what was in front of me and about the one lying in the earthen house, for if I could be rescued and return to my life in the future, I would not be able to explain to my father why I had brought back such a native daughter-in-law.

It's not that I'm noble or conventional, in fact I can't fight with these eight poles, and most importantly, we're not the same kind of human beings, you know? It may not even be the same species, which seems hard to understand, isn't it all a man and woman walking upright with a nose and two eyes, and two legs? However, this is like the difference between a "horse" and a "donkey", which looks similar, but because of the difference in chromosomes and the overlapping deletion of DNA, isn't their union a tragedy?

Based on this, even if it is the middle of the night, even if the moon is dark and the wind is high, even if I am alone and I have two big girls and a little Lori, I don't dare to make a mistake, the light is seriously injured, and the worst is short-lived, Lao Tzu would rather drill the grove to recall those Japanese melodramas.

The night seemed to come much earlier than usual that day, which was entirely due to the hectic atmosphere caused by the corpse floating in, but luckily, we found out about the witch's conspiracy in time, and when it came to this poisonous femme fatale, I wanted to knock her unconscious and let Dan Dan vent his hatred. The heart of death is not dead, and it actually made such a "virus invasion" at the beginning.

Wrap the fried rice in leaves and put it in your mouth, yes, I tell everyone not to touch the food directly with their hands for a few days to avoid the residual germs from entering the body.

Dandan wasn't as bad as I thought, but it was a full hour later than the normal time to come back, citing "I didn't see it", and this answer didn't cause me any displeasure in the slightest, because it was exactly what I expected, and he could have told me that "I had a rush to urinate on the road for five hours", and I think I would have believed it.

It's just that the Sichuan girl hasn't spoken since the afternoon, her expression seems to be very trance, always hanging her head, and she hasn't even tasted a bite of the fried rice and wild vegetables she made herself, and she hasn't helped me take care of the food by my side as usual, which gives me an ominous premonition, but my brain can't think of a reason for a while.

And the fish ball, but it is still the fish ball, the giggles will always sweep away the haze in anyone's heart, I like her carefree, I like her innocence full of sunshine for everything, she sees everything as a spirit, even if it is a stone, maybe she will hold it in her hand for more than ten minutes, at this moment, she is holding the food that belongs to her own in the rice bowl, picking it out from the blades of grass one by one, feeding her evil spirits.

It's just that today's evil spirit crows all seem to be a little abnormal, and in normal times, they would have been frolicking around the fish balls, making the table full of hair. But today, they were quiet, and they ignored the old grain rice we spilled, as if they had eaten enough.

I had no interest in the beasts, and was about to turn back to the Tsuchiya to see the tiger's injuries, when suddenly I stopped in my tracks with a move from the fish ball, and she took a strip of cloth from the crow's mouth and threw it on the table without heeding.

My eyes were fixed on what was on the table, it was a strip of rag, a strip of white, linen rag, a strip of rag that should have been worn on the dead man, burned to ashes by the fire that killed a thousand knives!