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Chapter 638 The reason for refusing to open the door

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    The crowd immediately gathered around.

    "No, where did the movement come from?"

    "Just when I knocked on the door, there was a coughing sound from inside!"

    The man in his early twenties had a simple look on his face, probably because he was afraid that others would misunderstand him for lying.

    He was very anxious to explain, even his voice was much louder than usual, and he was jealous and his neck was thick.

    ¡°Then what you¡¯re saying is that it¡¯s not that there was no one at the door we knocked on before, but that no one opened the door on purpose!¡±

    Huo Yanhuai¡¯s face was serious, and his voice was unhurried, but powerful.

    "Are these ignorant villagers sick? Thanks to us coming all the way to save them, they have to seek death on their own!"

    "Isn't that right? I've been traveling for so long and I haven't even had a sip of water. I'm so thirsty."

    Even Alama¡¯s face became extremely ugly.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Who in Dayi wouldn¡¯t give her Alama three cents of noodles after hearing her name? She worked so hard to go to Wanlang Village to save people and treat their illnesses, but what was the result?

    Being locked out by others and being looked at like a monkey!

    "Humph, since they are looking for death, why should I be so sentimental here!"

    "ah?"

    Someone in the crowd asked in confusion: "Then your mission has not been completed. What should you do if Lady Yao Ji asks?"

    Alama snorted coldly: "Then tell Lady Yao Ji that everyone in Wanlang Village is dead."

    Everyone looked at each other, but they did not dare to refute.

    Just when everyone was about to leave.

    Bai Xiahe suddenly felt as if the hem of his skirt was caught by something. He pulled it twice but couldn't pull it open.

    So he lowered his head and looked behind him, and was immediately startled.

    "you¡­¡­"

    The hem of her skirt was held in the hands of a child. The child was as skinny as a stick and his eye sockets were deeply sunken. His hair was withered and messy on his head. His whole body was so dirty that it was impossible to tell the underlying color or distinguish it.  No men or women come out.

    The child looked up at Bai Xiahe. His arms, which looked as thin as bean sprouts, were surprisingly strong. He pulled Bai Xiahe tightly and refused to let her go.

    "Sister, are you really here to save people?"

    Bai Xiahe knelt down and looked at him: "Yes, can you tell us what happened here?"

    The child thought for a moment and nodded.

    Bai Xiahe gently pushed his hand away, and then pretended to just see it, and shouted loudly: "There is someone here, a child!"

    Alama quickly turned around, and sure enough she saw a child squatting in front of the door of the small shabby house, and hurriedly walked over.

    ¡°Child, can you tell us what happened in the village?¡±

    The child suddenly saw more than ten people surrounding him. He was a little timid for a moment, but he was able to speak: "Yes yes, but please keep your voice down, so as not to wake up my mother."

    "Why?"

    The child cautiously glanced at the two neighbors on the left and right, and said in a low voice: "Because if my mother knows that I opened the door, she will definitely scold me to death."

    Everybody looked at each other.

    It seems that the reason why the villagers of Wanlang Village refused to open the door will be known.

    The yard of the child's house is not big, and with more than ten people standing in it, it seems a bit crowded.

    "Child, can you tell your sister what happened in your village?"

    The child nodded, his eyes seemed to be lost in memories, showing a bit of fear.

    "Our village was not like this in the past. In the past, Wanlang Village was full of green water, green mountains and blooming flowers. Every household was laughing, living and working in peace and contentment, and their doors were open at night" (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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