"He died the next day," Yin Xiaofan was also stunned. Wasn't he still alive? How did he die? He felt very confused. "What the hell is this?"
"We don't know what happened here. We're alive, but we've died, and we're confused," the middle-aged man said, equally puzzled. But everyone thought the dog had been long dead. It came back to life because it was possessed by a dirty ghost.
"Why do you say that?" Yin Xiaofan raised an eyebrow and asked.
A good dog suddenly dying, then coming back to life, and then bleeding to death is unusual.
"Because when the dog died, the blood wasn't red," the middle-aged man looked around and said in a low voice.
"Not red blood, but black blood?" Yin Xiaofan quickly guessed.
"No, no, brother, you guessed wrong," the middle-aged man said with a smile. "It's green blood."
"Green blood?" Yin Xiaofan was also astounded. What on earth is going on? How could green blood flow out? It's inconceivable. There must be something strange inside.
