"It's okay, it's the medicine of the Third Young Master anyway... If I'm really poisoned, look for her..." Feng Chenglin threw a handful of pills in the mouth, biting him crunchy: "By the way, who are you? What? How do you know so much about Baidu Tang?"

I don't know, I thought these dead people told him the answer!

The man hesitated, and slowly sat down opposite Fengchenglin: "Because I invented Baidu Tang..."

"Ahem..."

Feng Chenglin squirted out all the pills in one sip, so he coughed so hard.

"Brother..." The man stepped forward and thumped his back.

"Don't...cough..." Feng Chenglin avoided, coughing even heavier.

The man chattered and sat back again: "I'm sorry...I..."

Feng Chenglin waved his hand straight and motioned him not to come over: "What are you sorry... Did you invent the Baidu Tang, or just scared me..."

"I... have both..."

Fengcheng Lin Xin said that you are sincere!

He was so stunned, this guy even recognized it!

Beating his chest, Feng Chenglin felt better, and then panted and greeted: "Let's talk, what's the matter with you?"

He glanced at the surroundings, a little startled.

"It's not that those people got your Hundred Poison Soup, so they killed people and shut you down here...wait to die?"

But it's not right!

This guy said he had been detained for two or three years, and he was still the kind that no one cares about, no one asks!

If you really want to get him to die, you won't be so free!

An unbelievable thought popped out in Feng Chenglin's heart: "It won't be... they don't even know, you are still alive... right?!"

This idea is a bit nonsense!

Since he is locked here, he will definitely come to see his life and death!

When the time comes, whether it is alive or dead, can't it be seen all at once! ?

The man seemed to be stuck in his mind, sitting silently for a while, looking down at the hay, motionless.

In such an environment, it is also very frightening that the old monk enters Dharma.

"That... brother?" Feng Chenglin tried to wave his hand: "You..."

"I am a dead person. In their eyes, I am the same as the people around me... and only you know that I am different from them!"

"...No, brother, don't go around... My head is a little awkward, especially for this kind of... hard to explain things. If you encounter it, it will be even more awkward! Why don't you tell me seriously? What is going on..."

"What's the matter? Isn't it obvious?" The man suddenly chuckled and opened his hands: "Don't you know, I... Am I a dead person?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Look at your uncle!

As long as you are not blind, you can see that you are not a dead person! !

Have you ever seen a dead person cry and laugh so much when he talks and gasps?

If so, you can make the dead people around you laugh so much! !

"Brother, forgive my eyesight... I really can't see that you are a dead person..."

With eyes drooping, Feng Chenglin aimed at the man's nails and whispered his lips.

"But... to be honest, I don't see... you are a living person!!"

Whose nails are so black?

In those zombie stories that Ling Luoyu told, the nails are black!

The man laughed at himself: "Living, dead...I am an immortal person..."