Is it him?

Little Sophie originally believed that brother Andrew would not do anything to hurt her and her mother, but after all, seeing Andrew knocking Aunt Sophia unconscious.

I was still a little confused and a little scared.

But now, seeing Andrew's face solemnly making a silent gesture, and the commotion from the town suddenly disappeared, it became extremely quiet, even quieter than usual, even if little Sophie became nervous again. After realizing it, I also vaguely understand-

There is a situation!

There is indeed a situation.

Andrew's face calmed down, but his eyes became extremely sharp.

Quiet as water, fierce as water.

Because the water is calm, it can be thousands of miles of blue waves, but once the water becomes furious and violent, it can instantly turn into raging waves and giant waves!

You don't need to use "water telepathy" at all, just use your ears to listen, and you can hear more clearly at this time—

footsteps.

The commotion was replaced by the sound of footsteps.

Footsteps are coming from all directions!

at the same time.

Wildfire, Cemetery of the Living.

"Come on baby, I won't hurt you!"

A magic thug who did whatever he wanted in the name of the search, with a wicked smile on his face, blocked Anya in a blind spot.

Because I was so excited, I didn't hear the other thugs' retreat signals: "Go, retreat! There are new orders!"

duang——!

A heavy shovel came in and slammed hard on the head of the magic thug. The man didn't snort, he was directly beaten to the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped moving.

I saw a muscular and strong old man put away the shovel cursingly: "Baby, darling... darling, you are so tall, darling!"

The uncle looked at Anya who was in shock in the corner, "Are you all right, little Anya?"

"I...I'm fine. Thank...thank you!"

Anya's voice was still shaking.

She looked at the uncle, her beautiful eyes still had the panic and despair left, but more of surprise and surprise, "So you... you also—"

"Yeah, I'm just like everyone else, completely healed." The old man waved his shovel again, grinning and grinning, "The burns in the lungs... it's like it never existed! Haha, I feel myself It's like being thirty years younger all of a sudden!"

Anya gave an "um", with joy and doubt in her eyes.

Before, not long after the riots broke out, something big happened here at the Living Cemetery.

The patients in the hotel, who had been plagued by lung burns for many years, suddenly felt a strong strangeness almost invariably.

"This... what does this feel like?!"

"I don't know, but...but it seems to be very comfortable. God, I haven't felt so relaxed in a long time!!"

"Wait...you do too, we feel the same? Everyone feels the same?!"

Anya herself is not a patient with lung burns, so she doesn't know what the so-called "same feeling" is.

But she could see the same kind of expression on the faces of the guests that made her feel very familiar——

During the day, after the father who lived on the third floor was awakened, the surprised, inexplicable, ecstatic and relieved expression showed on his face!

The whole living cemetery was shocked.

Because in less than a quarter of an hour, everyone was fine, including the youngest boy among the hotel guests who had always been frail.

And then...

The thugs began to storm the hotel.

Everyone can't take care of that much for a while, and go all out to fight against the magic thugs.

Don't look at the living cemetery, all of them are former patients, but the reason why they can survive after their lungs are burned are actually people with strong physique. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live now, he would have died long ago.

At this time, although he was recovering from a long illness, the pride of the year was nowhere to be seen, and he was completely relentless towards the thugs.

The few magic thugs who rushed in at first originally rushed in with the mentality of "looking for soft persimmons to pinch", but they were caught off guard and were directly beaten by a fistful of fists, completely blinded: "This is so special... Is it really a living cemetery? Did I go to the wrong place?"

Little did they know that everyone in the Living Cemetery was also stunned, so it was completely confirmed: It's really good! The problem of lung burns is really solved!

Not everyone in the crowd thought of Andrew who came to the Living Cemetery during the day, but after all, "completely cured lung burns" is too unbelievable, and the current situation is chaotic, so there is no time to think so much.

Only Anya thought of Andrew almost instantly, and she was almost certain: "Andrew! It must be because of Andrew! During the day, my father was like this, and now everyone is like this!"

Unlike others, Anya has seen it with her own eyes: Andrew reached out and shook her father's hand. Her father, who had been in a coma for so many years, woke up!

"But why did my father wake up immediately, and everyone is getting better now?"

Anya has a delicate mind, but she is also incomprehensible.

Of course this is not important, the point is: in any case, everyone is well now, all healed!

At this moment, Anya looked at the excited old man and asked, "How are the others?"

It is clear that she was the one who was almost violated just now, but now she asks everyone how they are.

"Sister Anya, we are all fine." The little boy came out, although still very thin, but his face was obviously different from when Andrew came during the day. Behind the boy was the rest of the living cemetery, almost everyone was injured at this time.

Anya couldn't help but grit her teeth and said, "Everyone, hold on! Although we don't know what's going on with this riot, it seems that the only thing we can do is to continue to persevere."

But I heard the little boy say, "Those bad guys are gone."

Anya: "What, what?"

She also didn't hear the retreat signal of the thugs before.

Everyone tried it out, walked to the door of the hotel, and looked around.

In the mess, I saw the magic thugs who were wantonly and brutally searched the houses of the houses on both sides of the street not long ago, and I don't know when they have disappeared.

What's going on here?

Everyone, including Anya, was surprised and confused.

They wouldn't be naive enough to think that the other party's conscience found out!

The little boy whispered, "I seem to hear that when they were retreating, they said they had received a new order to gather at the temporary camp northwest of the town."

Temporary camp?

The crowd immediately began to talk about it, not knowing what was going on.

Or was it only Anya who reacted first: "Temporary camp... Temporary camp?! After Andrew's house was burned down, isn't he living in the temporary camp now? I just don't know if it's the camp in the northwest?"

There are also several temporary camps in Wildfire Town. After all, every year, townspeople whose homes are destroyed by fire have to go to the camp to live temporarily. A makeshift camp is not enough. At most, there are temporary camps set up in all directions of Wildfire Town.

"Huh? Little Anya, where are you going?"

"Sister Anya?"

"Boss Anya?"

The crowd at the Living Cemetery suddenly cried out in surprise.

I saw Anya walked out of the living cemetery quickly, ignoring the possible dangers on the street, and went straight to the temporary camp in the northwest direction—that is, the temporary camp where Andrew was.

"I must figure out what's going on!" This was the only thought in Anya's mind right now. This woman is as weak as water, but also as strong as water!

Residents of the Living Cemetery, look at me, I look at you, and after a while, without saying a word, except for the eldest one who stayed to take care of the youngest boy, the rest picked up the guy and followed him out.