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Chapter 145

I told Ye Hongyu not to look back, because I could already feel the breath of life, not far away.

Although I don’t know what he is, even if he is alive and has been eating solid meat for so many years at the bottom of the well, he must not be a normal person. I don’t want him to scare the red fish.

Ye Hongyu became nervous instantly and was so scared that he didn't move and didn't dare to look back.

And I followed the breath and slowly tracked it.

Soon I discovered that this breath was about seven or eight meters away from me, among the pile of dead people.

I slowly approached and soon smelled the smell of corpses. The smell of death is a very strange smell. Even normal people can smell it, let alone Feng Shui masters.

And in this smell of the dead, I smelled the breath of a living person, and that living person was among the dead!

I made fists with both hands and walked over step by step.

If it's a monster, fine, I can deal with it with mystical skills, but if it's a madman who eats solid meat, in a sense, it's more difficult to deal with than evil spirits.

"Is there anyone here? Come out and have a chat?" I shouted to the pile of dead people as gently as I could.

Soon, these corpses really started to move.

But it's not them that are moving, but something that got into the pile of dead people, and it should be this thing that is moving.

"I don't mean to offend, and I won't conflict with you. Don't be impulsive when you come out."

I wondered if he was one of the Feng Shui masters who went down the well and survived by luck. If I could have a good chat with him, I could learn more about this place.

After a while, a head popped out from the pile of dead people. He must be eating the solid meat.

He ignored me and quickly got out most of his body. Because his back was to me, I couldn't see his face, but judging from his dressing style, he was either from ancient times or from modern times. Although the clothes were not too

Trendy, but they look like people from twenty or thirty years ago.

After getting out, he dragged out the uneaten corpse and slowly arranged his clothes, as if he didn't want to disturb the deceased.

I frowned when I saw this scene. Judging from his behavior, this person obviously had normal thinking and knew not to make the dead look ugly. After all, the dead were the most important. No wonder Ye Hongyu said they were hollow. It turned out that they were hollow.

After being eaten, he put his clothes back on.

In other words, he has a normal mind but still eats solid meat. He eats it on purpose.

There were obviously tributes in front of the coffin, so why did he still eat solid meat?

In my understanding, there is only one type of person who would do this, and that is the one who fights backwards.

Because you eat too much solid meat, you will have the smell of death on your body. If you go to rob a big tomb, you will not be harmed if you encounter a big corpse or something.

Is he a gold medalist? He eats solid meat just to increase the smell of death on his body?

I was a little confused and continued to say to him: "Friend, you are also a normal person. Have you encountered any difficulties? We can talk about it. I might be able to help you see the light of day again."

He arranged the clothes of the corpse and then climbed out of the pile of dead people.

He slowly turned around and looked at me. His hair was very long and unkempt.

But when I saw his face, I was stunned, and my head exploded with a buzz.

"Grandpa?" I shouted subconsciously.

Yes, I immediately felt that he was my grandfather who dug a hole by himself and buried himself in the back mountain.

Although he was unkempt, his hair covered most of his face, and there were residues of solid flesh on his face, making it difficult to see his face clearly, my intuition was that he looked familiar, like my grandfather.
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