Chapter 621 How sad

   When Yin Ze entered the room again, he had a hot towel in his hand.

   He walked behind her, bent over, and gently placed a hot towel on her eyes.

   "I didn't cry."

  's tone so calm that there was almost no emotion in Yin Ze's eyes softened a little, he said warmly: "I know, I sometimes use a hot towel on my eyes, it feels very comfortable, so I want you to give it a try."

   Mu Jing listened, but did not speak. Both of them were silent until Yin Ze took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence with a little helplessness and distress, "Are you more comfortable?"

"Um."

   "Uncle Liao's death... Don't blame yourself too much. In today's day, one more day is just another day. I think he will die with a smile, and he should be very satisfied and happy in his heart."

   Living is a torment for Liao Zhengcheng, and Mu Jing is the driving force for him to go all the way to the present, but he encountered such an irresistible thing, and after some struggles, he also calmly accepted this ending.

   shot them to warn them of the danger, and he also gave them protection in his own way.

  Yin Ze was very grateful to him, "Let's bury Uncle Liao properly?"

   "Cremation."

   Mu Jing took off the towel he covered his eyes and looked up at him, "I want to take his ashes."

   looked at her calm appearance, which seemed to have figured it out without much emotion, and said, "Okay."

   Several people who had been standing outside saw Mu Jing come out, and they stepped forward one by one, anxiously wanting to ask something, but they didn't know whether to ask or not.

   "I'm fine, don't worry."

  While they were still struggling, Mu Jing had already reported to them emotional stability, "I made you worry before, sorry."

   "Brother Jing, if you are sad, you must tell us. Although we may not be able to help you, but... but I am very willing to be a listener. Don't be bored by yourself?"

   Yuanlin looked at her worriedly, "Brother Jing comforts us when we need it most, so we also want to comfort Brother Jing."

   Mu Jing hooked his lips, raised his hand and rubbed his head twice, "Thank you."

   With just such an action, Yuan Lin felt that his head was about to move.

   Brother Ze's sight is no longer at the level of a knife, it's a chainsaw!

Mu Jing went out to find an urn and came back, and then put Liao Zhengcheng's body in a clean and clean place for incineration. He carefully put his ashes into the urn, held it for a while and looked at it for a while, and put it in the current only place. In a ring that can store things.

  Although it is dangerous here, Mu Jing didn't plan to change places, and chose to continue to rest here for the rest of the day.

  Because of Liao Zhengcheng's death, everyone had no appetite at night, so they ate something and went back to their rooms.

   In the night when only a few roars of zombies could be heard, Yuan Lin sat down beside the bed in frustration, looked at Zhou Qiyang who was standing by the window, and said, "Brother Yang, Uncle Liao is really gone..."

"Um."

   Just like Yuan Lin, Zhou Qiyang's mood was also very low.

   They didn't show it during the day because they didn't want Mu Jing to worry.

   Yuanlin blinked, the tears he had been holding back didn't fall until the dead of night, "I can't bear him, I still have a lot of questions to ask him."

   After just a short while, the person left, "If I could help Uncle Liao carry things at that time, two people are better than one person."

   He sniffed and said choked, "I'm so sad now, how sad is Brother Jing, who has always been a good friend with Uncle Liao, woo woo..."

   (end of this chapter)