Wan Feng and Leng Yashuang exclaimed, with a look of horror on their faces.

"are you sure?"

Leng Yashuang couldn't help but ask.

In fact, you can tell whether it is true or not by going to the wooden barrel, opening the lid and taking a look inside.

But Leng Yashuang felt a little nauseous at this time.

Didn’t go either.

Muchen looked as usual, walked forward and opened the lid of the barrel.

As expected, as Muchen expected, there was a corpse inside that had rotted for a long time.

At this time.

The chef's voice came from outside the door.

His voice was a bit shrill, like a rooster that likes to crow.
Chapter completed!