"Fatty... When did you open your mouth?"

"Little brother, can you say something good?!"

Feng Chenglin twitched: "...that old man looked like that... he was not far from dead at first sight. I'm not worried. I want you to think of a solution. Who knows... He's just like that before he finished speaking..."

He was stuttering and felt very frustrated.

When did his mouth become so effective?!

Moreover, if it was really so effective, he prayed that they could leave, so why would he still be here!?

"You guys say... if that old man died because of this, will we three be completely inseparable in this life?" Jin Dashi suddenly said.

Feng Chenglin glared back in an instant: "It's now, can't you say something good-looking? We have to pick out some secrets from the old man's mouth. If you are like me, your mouth will be completely open and the old man is completely dead, do you say... blame you or blame me?"

Jin Dashi: "…"

He just complained a few times!

At this time, the old man had been carried back by others.

While the three of them were hesitating whether to follow him, a boy of seven or eight years old ran over quickly.

From afar, I waved at them.

"What does he mean? Did he call us over?"

"Can't you say something? It's like a puzzle!"

“…”

Seeing that it was useless to wave, the little boy had to run over and raised his hand and pulled it towards the corner of Ling Luoyu's clothes.

Feng Chenglin opened his hand quickly and said, "Hey, boy, just talk, don't touch your feet, don't think you are a little guy, I dare not beat you!"

The little boy still didn't say anything, but just glared at him fiercely, still pulling towards the corner of Ling Luoyu's clothes and pointing in the direction of the old man.

Ling Luoyu looked deep: "Do you want us to follow?"

The little boy pulled hard again, and pulled the corner of her clothes again.

Feng Chenglin suddenly bit his finger and looked at the little boy with subtle eyes: "I'll go... Why don't you talk? He's not really a mute, right?"

The child glared at him again, obviously having heard what he said, but he still didn't speak, but took the lead in turning around and leaving, and waved to the three of them again.

"Three Young Master?" Feng Chenglin was unsure of his mind and looked at Ling Luoyu inquiring.

Jin Dashi also realized that things were not good: "Our previous guess is probably true. The reason why this village is so quiet is not because no one speaks. It is because these people want to speak but can't speak at all!"

There are already a big problem for people from a village, but it is understandable.

But there is no reason... the people in the entire village are mute, right?!

There must be some shameful secrets here!

Feng Chenglin covered his mouth as soon as possible: "Why do I feel... our tongue can't be saved anymore?"

"If you can keep it or not, just go and check it out!"

Ling Luoyu signaled Feng Chenglin to carry blood and follow a group of people into a narrow stone house.

The onlookers quickly dispersed, and only the little boy stayed to serve the old man.

Ling Luoyu signaled Feng Chenglin to take out a pill and handed it to the little boy: "If you take this for him, you can wake him up quickly!"
Chapter completed!