Causing a large number of ill-intentioned people to cross the cordon and sneak into the north of the city.

For example, some people who are eyeing zombie corpses are holding a big cowhide bag, putting one on and pulling and running.

I don't know what kind of psychology they have.

Don't worry about the spread of the virus or anything.

Just because someone pays a high price for it, they dare to do it.

This kind of thing emerges endlessly, firstly because the police force in Xuyi County is now empty, and secondly, because of last night's accident, the monitoring system in the north of the city was paralyzed, so that these people can act recklessly.

The situation didn't get better until around 8:00.

Because the first troops transferred from the nearby military districts have arrived and taken over here.

In fact, the order to dispatch troops was issued in time as early as last night when Xuyi County was attacked by a tide of corpses, but because the world has changed dramatically, the vegetation is too lush, and the roads are destroyed by the vegetation that rushes up, and it is difficult for troop carriers to get through.

This caused a delay in the arrival of the troops.

9:30 a.m.

Chengbei urban village.

The door of the Yue Thirteen family was pushed open, and Mo Canglan entered the room with three members of the kamikaze special forces.

The little hamster on the windowsill immediately woke up, jumped off the windowsill, and blocked the four people, along with the four younger brothers.

Seeing this scene, the members of the special combat team thought that they had encountered an attack, so they immediately made preparations for battle.

However, at this time, Mo Canglang stopped them: "Don't panic!"

He is a real person of Jindan, has spiritual sense, and can feel that the thirteenth of the moon is in the bedroom.

Since Yue Thirteen is in the bedroom, he must know that these big rats are there, so it is conceivable that the relationship between those big rats and them.

"Ahem..."He coughed lightly for a while, and then said loudly into the house: "Thirteen nephews, I am your Uncle Mo, I have something to look for you!"

He said, waiting quietly outside the door.

In the bedroom, hearing Mo Canglan's voice, Yue Thirteen woke up from his cultivation, and then looked out of the door with a strange expression.

When, do I have an extra Uncle Mo?

Then he opened the bedroom door.

"Uh... When did you become my uncle?"

Yue 13 looked at Mo Canglang who was standing outside the door.

"Hehe, thirteen nephews, don't worry, you can't fake it, I worshipped your father, and there is a video to prove it!"

As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and opened a video file with terrible quality.

In the video, there are 36 people who are incense on a portrait of Guan Erye.

There is indeed his own father in it, as well as Mao Yuwen, and Mo Canglan in front of him.

"How's that? Isn't it a surprise? You have 34 uncles like me. ”

Mo Canglan said with a smile, and patted Yue Thirteen's shoulder: "Come, let me introduce you, from left to right, they are your Uncle Zhang, Uncle Song, Uncle Jiang, Uncle Mao...!"

...

When Yue 13 heard this, he urinated on the spot.

What's going on?

Why don't you have enough of one, and let me recognize the other 34?

Are you here to recognize my relatives?

The three special combat team members on the side also had strange faces.

"Uncle Mo, don't say goodbye, next time you have the opportunity to meet them, it's not too late for you to introduce me!"

Yue 13 waved his hand and said with a smile.

However, after Mo Canglan heard this, he suddenly shook his head and smiled: "You can't see it, because here, it's still alive, it's me and your Uncle Mao!"

He grinned, but there was something bitter about it.

"Okay, then you go ahead!"

Yue 13 said.

"Hmm. ”

Mo Canglan nodded, then pointed to the figure in the video, and began to continue to introduce it to Yue 13 11.

And this time, Yue 13 did not resist at all, and followed him very patiently.

And one by one I kept in mind the faces of these people.

After introducing the 34 uncles in the video, Mo Canglan put away his mobile phone.

took out a small card and handed it to Moon Thirteen.

"Jingfeng Crematorium?"

Yue 13 looked at the line of words on the small card, and his face was different.

He had heard of this crematorium, which was on the outskirts of the north of the city.

"Well, this afternoon, all the dead bodies in the north of the city will be transported there for cremation. ”

Mo Canglan nodded.

"Do you need a helper?"

Moon 13 asked.

"It's not. Mo Canglan shook his head.

Then he said in a deep voice: "Yes, your Aunt Zhang's funeral will also be cremated in the afternoon, Lao Mao said that you have a good relationship with Aunt Zhang, so let me inform you." ”

"What?" Yue Thirteen heard this, and his face suddenly turned pale, "Aunt Zhang... Dead?"

He said in a slightly trembling voice.

"Hmm. ”

Mo Canglan nodded, and then sighed deeply: "Hey, Lao Mao is so hard-working, I finally found a wife!!

"Damn the Witch Gate!"

Mo Canglan scolded.

Hearing the son of the "Wumen", Yue Thirteen's face instantly froze, "It's Wumen again!"

Damn, the child fell asleep for a thousand years because of them, and now Aunt Zhang has also died in their hands!

Yue Shisan only felt a flame of anger in his heart rushing towards the heavenly spirit, making him clench his fists.

"I got it, I'll be there in the afternoon!"

Yue Thirteen said to Mao Yuwen.

"Hmm!"

Mo Canglan stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and then left with the person.

On the spot, Yue Thirteen's face was cold, and he slammed his fist on the table, and suddenly, the wooden table split apart.

Looking at the wreckage on the ground, Yue 13 took a deep breath, then turned around and returned to his bedroom.

...

...

At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, after lunch, the thirteenth day of the month left early and came to the Jingfeng Crematorium.

Here, he saw Mo Canglan, who was pushing a wheelchair.

In the wheelchair sat Mao Yuwen, covered in bandages, revealing only one face.

Holding the prepared urn in your hand.

Yue 13 silently approached and greeted them.

Then he sat alone on a stool beside him.

"Didn't you come?"

At this time, Mao Yuwen asked.

He did not yet know the news of the child's murder.

"She can't come!"

Yue 13 didn't turn his head, but replied expressionlessly.

Mao Yuwen looked puzzled when he heard this, especially when he saw Yue Thirteen's expressionless face, he chuckled in his heart.

"Why?" he asked.

However, Yue 13 didn't answer him, just shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I shouldn't be able to see him for a long time!"

Mao Yuwen frowned when he heard this, but seeing that Yue Thirteen didn't want to answer, the question that came to his lips stopped again.

"Okay!"

He nodded, didn't ask any more, just looked at the window of the cremation room, waiting for it to belong to him.

After waiting in line for about an hour, Aunt Zhang's ashes were delivered.

Mo Canglan pushed Mao Yuwen to the window.

Looking at the ash bag handed to the windowsill by the staff, Yue 13 wanted to reach out and take it, but was stopped by Mao Yuwen.

"No, I'll do it myself. ”

After speaking, he stood up tremblingly and held the urn in his hand. Place on the windowsill.