"What? Boy, are you scared?"

Seeing Zhang Feng's mansion stunned, the bald old man could not stop feeling happy in his eyes.

"What I said this time is true. I definitely didn't lie to you. Is it just that you have the courage to get medicinal materials from the Lord?"

"Even if it's not the time."

Zhang Fengfu gritted his teeth and said, thinking that there would be no problem with the old man's words this time. However, doing so requires a huge risk, and you have to carefully consider whether it is cost-effective.

As the old man handed down the medicine soup one by one, he also saw the hands that were receiving the medicine soup, but they were not as stiff as the dead men.

"Are they dead?" Zhang Fengfu asked in a low voice.

"When did I say they were dead?" The hunchbacked old man smiled.

"That's the dead and the living?"

Zhang Feng's mansion seemed a little surprised.

"Then they are responsible for the distribution of the medicine soup, is that true?"

"You guy is not too stupid. There is a living person guarding every room here. But it is said that he is a living person, but in fact, his life is not much different from that of a dead person."

Speaking of this, the old man actually looked a little proud in his words.

"Because they are destined to be shameless and can only live in this small stone chamber for the rest of their lives. I am much luckier than them. At least I can walk around Rashomon from time to time. It is also good to have a blowing air, although the range of walking is only that large."

"It is indeed a torture to be able to live in such a place for the rest of one's life."

Looking at a pale white hand stretched out from the stone chamber in front of him, Zhang Fengfu received the medicine soup for him and couldn't help but say something.

"But in fact, people live in this stone chamber at some point like living in such a stone chamber? In comparison, I feel that being able to live in this stone chamber for the rest of my life is always much more comfortable than exploring the world outside. At least I don't have to worry about having food and drinking."

A few drops of the medicine soup suddenly sprinkled out. Zhang Fengfu could clearly see the rich medicine soup made by the hand holding a bowl.

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Two drops spilled out.

The medicine soup dripped on the steps and soon penetrated into the cracks of the ground, leaving only a strong fragrance.

"interesting."

Through the stone door, the man inside said hoarsely.

"For the first time I heard someone say that living in a place like this is more comfortable than being outside."

"Isn't that not!"

Zhang Fengfu was a little surprised that the person who was with the dead would even speak, which made him feel a little curious.

He smiled and said, "People outside want to come in, people inside want to go out, and things are always like this."

"Don't waste time, it's time to go down."

The bald old man seemed not willing to talk too much to Zhang Feng's mansion to this man, so he whispered, and Zhang Feng's mansion could only carry the medicine barrel and continue walking to the bottom behind his butt.

But before leaving, he still subconsciously glanced at the stone chamber.

The three words "Ninety-Nine" are written on the stone chamber, which is the number of the stone chamber.

"It's better not to contact these guys, especially Ninety-Nine."

The bald old man who was hunched over before Zhang Feng's mansion whispered.

"It's definitely not a good thing to have too much contact with these guys."

"How do you say this?" Zhang Fengfu was about to ask why his old man suddenly ordered him when he was following his old man. The old man said something first, and Zhang Fengfu had no choice but to respond.

"But it's just a group of guys guarding the death warriors. Why is there no good things to do when they come into contact?"

"You have seen a few guys who often come into contact with dead people, what good luck can bring to people? You are so smart, why don't you think that if you stay with a group of dead people for many years, such people will most likely have a broken personality. So you see, the infamous thieves in the world have almost all had different experiences since childhood, and ordinary people can't imagine. This is the case with these guys."

When the old man gets serious, he has a bit of the elders scolding the younger generation. Even though Zhang Feng's mansion doesn't like the old man's thoughts in daily life, he has to admit that what he said is indeed reasonable.

Not to mention the distance, just talk about the four tycoons in the southeast, west and north. Which one of them has been full of evil since childhood

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"But even so, why do you say it alone, especially No. 99?" Zhang Fengfu asked in confusion. He didn't know but wanted to figure out too many things, and now it seems that the only one who can answer his questions seems to be the old man. "Is this No. 99 different from others?"

"I don't know that the same is different. I only know that even the same Lord, who treats everyone equally, doesn't like No. 99 very much."

When the old man said this, he turned around and looked up at Zhang Feng's mansion with a meaningful meaning, and said, "The people whom the Lord likes may be worthy of being welcomed, and may not be worthy of being welcomed, but the servants of the Lord don't like, we servants must not like them. If they get angry, or the Lord may have a way to keep them. In Rashomon, they angered the Lord. In better cases, they were made into dead soldiers and kept a body. The ones that were almost the same may not even be able to keep their bodies, and they were thrown into the slurry and not even left in the body."

"After saying so much, you didn't tell me why the Lord didn't like this guy."

Zhang Feng's mansion paused and said again.

"I didn't have to ask the bottom line, but I just felt that No. 99 was the first person to talk to me, so I was very curious. If you want to say it, just say it, it's fine if you don't."

"Talking to you? What good thing do you think is talking to you? If it weren't for his words, how could he end up in this place? In a word, Xun Mu could end up in this way today, for nothing else, just because this guy talked too much nonsense. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid even if Gou or the adults saw him, they would have to be humble."

When he said this, the old man deliberately lowered his tone and looked around sneakily, only to breathe a sigh of relief after he was sure that the elusive Gou or the one who was not nearby now.

It would be fine if he didn't say it, but when Zhang Feng's mansion became more interested, he would tangle him and explain it clearly. After pouring the medicine soup into the three-legged cauldron, there was nothing else to do for the time being, and the old man could not stop Zhang Feng's mansion from being entangled, so the old man closed the stone gate and told the story.

Ninety-Nine was originally the guard of the envoy, but because he liked to talk too much nonsense on weekdays, he was angry with the envoy because he was too talkative and angry with the envoy.

"Just because I talk too much, I ended up like this. This female devil is really good at it."
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