Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 70.1

Hua Feng struggled to get up, and when he just managed to prop himself up on the bed with his upper body, the blood stained the sheets red.

Two decayed fingers protruded from his hand, and the pain gradually blurred his consciousness, making it difficult to breathe.

He bit his lip and turned his stiff neck.

Fingers were growing in the blood vessels of his neck, rigidly supporting it, causing his head to twist somewhat unnaturally, with his eyeballs rolling backward.

He saw a blood-red flower blooming intensely in the dim hall.

These blood flowers, born in the darkness, broke through and merged with the darkness, one after another, blossoming on Ning Su's fingertips, wrists, forehead, and the corners of the eyes, slowly covering the other.

Hua Feng lay quietly, holding his breath.

This eerie and beautiful scene made Hua Feng momentarily forget the pain.

Ning Changfeng didn't know how to deal with the strange flowers on Ning Su's body; even touching them seemed like it would be painful for Ning Su.

He was becoming increasingly impatient with his own helplessness.

Seeing Hua Feng struggling on the bed, in order to give himself something to do and relieve his anxiety, he wanted to move Hua Feng to another bed.

The entire hall was filled with painful cries, screams, tearing, and impacts.

Terrifying and nauseating vines grew out from within the bodies of people and swayed in the air like tentacles.

Under the dim candlelight and pitiful moonlight, various viscous fluids slowly dripped down, filling the air with a strong smell of blood and decay.

The strangest among them was the young man lying quietly on the bed, covered in blood-red flowers.

Another was a man struggling on an adjacent bed, whose fingers were growing another layer of fingers beneath them. Grayish-purple fingers pierced through his skin, oozing thick, red, and horrifying blood, a shocking sight.

"What's going on?" Ning Changfeng asked.

Hua Feng smiled at him with a pale face.

"This is...what is it... I don't know... in the Yenan family... my brother's hands... pierced through my chest..."

Ning Changfeng was stunned.

Hua Feng used to be very withdrawn and seemed fragile. To be able to answer his questions with a smile in such a situation was unexpected.

"I'll be fine... Ning Su won't be in trouble either," he said, his stiff neck turning slightly as he looked at the others in the hall, "They had all... suffered... hardship..."

He could no longer speak complete sentences.

But Ning Changfeng knew what he wanted to say.

Every flower attendant here had experienced hardship and adversity, and that hardship had made them stronger. This was also one of the criteria for selecting flower attendants.

This included Ning Su.

Ning Changfeng's face looked even worse.

"They have endured hardships, stood firm, and so they should be subjected to such torture?" His face was full of resentment. "What kind of logic is this?"

In the beautiful and peaceful Furen County, every day was filled with laughter, songs, and dances.

They prayed in front of the Flower God's temple every day, treating the flower attendants as sacred beings.