The person who spoke looked at his companion who had already died on the ground and asked in grief.
"I can't care anymore."
The leader gritted his teeth, and his face showed a decisive and ruthless expression.
"Before everyone leaves home, they already know that life and death are hard to predict, and that good and bad depend on each other."
His face twitched.
"Go back and do some calculations. Each family should gather some silver and give it to his wife when they return home as compensation."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look a little dejected. They all tacitly agreed to his arrangement.
'Buzz-buzz-'
In the distance, the shrill cries of crows could be heard, bringing with them a deathly silence and an ominous feeling.
The leading traveling merchant shivered and his expression changed.
"It's getting dark, let's leave this place first."
The previous corpse transformation had made everyone particularly afraid, so they all nodded.
