The night is getting darker.

Perhaps because most of the villagers were buried in the earth by Wang Jin, the village was extremely quiet.

The sound of falling rain mixed with the chirping of insects and the breeze lingered in my ears.

Only Song He let out two muffled low roars from time to time, but otherwise there was no movement.

Wang Jin sat on the recliner that came from next door, shaking his body slightly.

Alice danced on her fingertips, as if she had been given life.

Numerous petals surround the gun body, shimmering with light.

Click.

Without warning, the shotgun was held in hand and held against a head that emerged from the ground.

This head is buried so perfectly that if you don’t look carefully, you would think it is a watermelon covered in mud.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

His finger tapped lightly on the trigger, but Wang Jin's tone remained kind.

"Ahem..."

Xi Chi trembled, an embarrassed smile appeared on his face.

He couldn't remember what happened, and the memory in his mind still lingered on Wang Jin treating his wounds.

When he regained consciousness, he was buried in the ground for no apparent reason.

It’s almost the same as before, except last time it only reached the waist, and this time it reaches the neck.

Maybe next time it will go directly over my head.

Thinking of this, the drama addict instantly became frightened.

The shotgun was still pressed against his head, obviously not planning to stop until he got the answer.

His not-so-smart mind was working rapidly, and he was trying hard to think of excuses.

"There are mosquitoes, yes, mosquitoes."

The man grinned, seeming a little guilty.

"I'll get you some repellent."

Wang Jin took out the bottle from his pocket and poured it down.

Inhibitors.

The drama addict almost choked to death and could only shake his head desperately, trying to find a place to breathe.

"idiot."

Su Xi, who was buried next to him, opened her eyes with a complex expression and tried to turn her head to the side.

They didn't die from blood loss and even had a meal.

So...what's the cost?

Being buried in the earth seems to be just one of them.

Su Xi should have known earlier.

Asking the enemy for help in healing is never a wise choice.

What's more, this person is Wang Jin.

Perhaps because she still had some hope for Wang Jin in her heart, Su Xi agreed to Xi Chi's proposal.

Unfortunately, this expectation was completely wiped out by the inhibitor poured down by Dou Tou.

Gududu…

The dark red viscous liquid poured down, and Su Xi's long hair instantly turned into a ball, exuding a bad smell.

"you!"

Su Xi gritted her teeth and her eye circles were a little red.

"This stuff is valuable and good for your skin."

Wang Jin opened his eyes and told lies, and filled up half the bottle at Su Xi.

Feeling the resentful glances of the two men, he sighed and spoke earnestly.

"Earth bathing can speed up blood circulation. This is a folk remedy passed down from my hometown."

"What's more, I don't know who planted a bomb around here. I'm also worried that you will hurt yourself again."

"understand."

The drama fanatic nodded in approval.

Although his legs were a little numb, he didn't dare to show it.

When you are buried alive, whatever others say is right.

"I don't like forcing others, but there's nothing you can do if you insist on repaying me.

"Do me a little favor tomorrow and we'll be clear."

"I'll just accept my grievances today, everyone can rest assured."

Wang Jin clapped his hands, his eyes wandering back and forth between Su Xi and Xi Chi.

As if he was still not satisfied, he took out a small bottle from his backpack.

"Come again?"

Xi Chi couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, but Wang Jin heard it clearly.

"Ah...this is not an inhibitor."

The young man uncorked the bottle and showed them the half-full bottle of mud inside.

Even if soaked in inhibitors, those turbid liquids are still boiling slowly, as if they will break through the restraints at any time.

"His name is Peng Hai. He hasn't seen a living person in sixteen years."

Feeling the strange smell coming from the mud, Wang Jin nodded with satisfaction.

Then he walked towards Xi Chi and Su Xi and placed the bottle between them without any obstruction.

"Stay with him for me."

Waving to Su Xi who was gritting his teeth, the young man turned and left.

Wang Jin was not unreasonable and he did not imprison anyone.

None of the ten evils are easy, and you can still escape by taking some time.

So Wang Jin gave them a limit.

No matter who gets out first, the vibration of the struggle will knock over the bottle.

The angry leader will quickly kill the other unlucky guy who is still trapped.

In order not to be killed by each other, Su Xi and Xi Chi must keep an eye on each other.

"Don't worry, leave it to us tomorrow."

The voice of Xi Ji came from behind. Wang Jin did not turn his head, but just waved his hand.

Because of this, the drama addict couldn't see his cold eyes.

Although he hasn't broken his skin yet, Wang Jin understands the need to prepare for a rainy day.

Su Xi and Xi Chi are extremely difficult to deal with, and when they work together, one plus one is greater than two.

If they help, things will be much easier.

Unfortunately, the reverse is also true.

Keeping two unstable factors around will cause as much trouble as it will do.

So Wang Jin decided to pollute the drama fanatic and make him lose part of his combat effectiveness.

Unexpectedly, this wisp of pollution would produce unexpected changes.

There's something wrong with drama fanaticism.

His eyes lit up with an indescribable color.

If I have to describe it...

Probably the sun stained red with blood.

This light is so unique that it’s hard to forget once you’ve seen it.

So Wang Jin can recall another person without much effort.

doctor.
To be continued...