"Look, the main door seems to be unlocked."
The crowd looked at Old Zhao's house door, and indeed it was not locked.
"Let's go, enter and take a look, just in case something really happened."
"Okay."
"Alright."
After deciding, the crowd pushed open Old Zhao's house door.
Upon entering, they saw the kitchen door half-open, through which a pair of completely blackened legs were visible.
"Look!!"
The crowd looked in the direction of the finger, their eyes instantly widening.
At that moment, a gust of wind blew by, and the other half of the door swung open fully, revealing a pitch-black corpse before their eyes.
"Ah!!!"
"A... a corpse!"
"It's Old Zhao's corpse!!"
Once the crowd recognized it, they scrambled out in a panic.
They were just ordinary villagers and had never encountered anything so shocking. They've seen corpses before, but a completely blackened corpse, gruesomely dead in a kitchen was truly unheard of.
