Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 69.1

Ning Su tore into a chicken leg and slowly chewed it in his mouth.

With a look of happiness, he thought, "It wasn't in vain raising those two kids. When they grow up, I can finally live a more carefree life."

Holy Maiden didn't allow the flower attendants to eat meat, but generally, these white-robed individuals didn't bother with them too much.

As Ning Su ate his roast chicken, the white-robed people cleaned the main hall.

After a night, the main hall was a horrifying sight, covered in various sticky liquids and blood. The partitions needed to be wiped clean, the bedding replaced, and the bodies taken away.

Most of the flower attendants who had been tormented throughout the night were still asleep, with only a few awake.

As one of the white-robed individuals cleaned up a pool of liquid by a flower attendant's bed, the flower attendant crawled on the bed, reaching out with a hoarse and dry voice, "Don't, please, don't take it away."

The liquid was mixed with a lot of blood.

The flower attendant had a pale complexion, with silver-colored veins visible. Silver was the lightest color in the spectrum, and when veins turned silver, it meant there was hardly any blood left in them.

When blood flowed properly through the body, it was essential for life.

As the precious drops of blood slowly leaked away, and the blood left in the veins diminished, every drop became a source of panic.

In that emaciated hand with protruding veins, like stiff silver snot, the flower attendant tried to grasp the thread of blood.

Ning Su thought of Hua Feng's brother's hand.

Its obsession after death was blood. Without blood, it would go mad and destroy everything, but with blood, it would be quiet.

Ning Su wanted to look over at Hua Feng on his left. He saw Zhu Shuangshuang bringing three thin blankets from the storage room, covering Hua Feng on the left first, and then another.

"Su Su, are you okay?"

Her face was pale, with obvious red bloodshot eyes, and even dark cicles under had appeared.

Thinking back to last night, it probably hadn't been easy inside the room where Su Wansheng was.

Fang Qi had said the first night was very dangerous and painful.

Ning Su said, "I'm fine, not in much pain. Don't worry."

After witnessing Su Wansheng's suffering all night long, Ning Su didn't want Zhu Shuangshuang to worry about him as well.

She made a sound of acknowledgment and covered Su Wansheng with the thin blanket, then sat by the partition, looking at Su Wansheng, who had been physically and mentally exhausted throughout the night, and at Hua Feng.

After being carried down, both Su Wansheng and Hua Feng, who had expended their physical and mental energy throughout the night, had fallen into a deep sleep.

Before long, Fang Qi also woke up.

Ning Su asked, "How much has your sacred flower grown?"

Fang Qi lifted his wide sleeves and pointed to his arm, saying, "Here."

Yesterday, when examining the connection between his arm and shoulder, after a whole night of active growth, it had already extended up to his upper arm.

Ning Su nodded.

Taking a quick look around, it was evident that the two women Fang Qi mentioned, who represented the most exceptional flower attendants in this place, had already grown to the point where their flowers extended to their wrists and necks.