The pastoral concubine of space

Chapter 545 All Immortals Are Liars
In the largest courtyard in the center of Huangjia Village, a group of villagers were talking together. From their dignified expressions and frowns, it could be seen that the content of the discussion was not very pleasant.

"Is there really no one alive in Zhoujia Village?" The old man surrounded by the villagers asked in a deep voice, taking two puffs of dry tobacco habitually.

A man squatting on the opposite side nodded, wiped his face, and said, "Maybe there are people who escaped, but there are no living people in the village anymore, it's all those monsters."

The other villagers next to them looked worried, "What can we do, Zhoujia Village is very close to our village, and the people in Wangjiatun on the east side have disappeared. Recently, there are always monsters running towards us from time to time. Jiacun, it may be difficult for us to deal with it with our own strength."

"Can't the government send someone to rescue us?"

"Even if they have the heart, those monsters are everywhere now, and the government only has so many officials. The city alone is enough to work, and they don't care about the village." An old man shook his head, his face full It is helpless.

The villagers present didn't know this truth, so they gritted their teeth and struggled to survive on their own during this period of time. Fortunately, they lived in the village and were self-sufficient, and each family had enough stock to survive. Because he was trapped in the village, he starved to death.

Most of the villagers are pretty good at fighting against those irrational living corpses, but they can't be one-to-many as they are when facing ordinary people. At least it is not a problem for several people to unite and kill one.

But once the number of living corpses increases... the total number of villagers in their Huangjia Village was only about a hundred people. When the accident happened, more than a dozen people died. There are no more than 50 combatants at full strength.

The total number of living corpses wandering around the village is initially estimated to be two to three hundred. When the living corpses from other surrounding villages continue to pour in, this number will continue to increase. The number of living corpses that can be blocked by the earthen walls outside is limited Well, once they break through the earthen wall and break in, they probably won't be able to protect everyone in the village.

"Hey, what should I do." The villagers sighed for a while, their faces were full of sorrow, and they felt uncomfortable when they thought that their parents and children might become those living corpses outside.

In any case, they don't want to see that day come.

"Village head! It's not good—!" There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside, which startled everyone in the yard. He asked, "What's the matter, are those monsters coming again!?"

"No, it's not." The burly man who rushed over put his hands on his thighs, leaned over and panted for a while before saying intermittently: "Yes, someone is here!"

The villagers who were still nervous a moment ago suddenly showed surprise on their faces, "Did someone from the government come to rescue us!? How many people did they bring?"

The strong man shook his hand, "No, not from the government, just a few teenagers who don't look too old."

The expressions of the villagers froze in ecstasy, and they became disappointed again, "Young man?" Ten or twenty more half-grown boys are of no use, but to add more fresh 'rations' to those living corpses That's all.

The village head stared at the expression of the junior in front of him, but he seemed to see something, and asked carefully: "Those people can tell what they are here for? If they are just a few ordinary teenagers, it is impossible for them to be able to survive intact. Come to our Huangjia Village? Are they injured?"

When the villagers heard it, yes, this is a special period, and it is too late for those who are still alive to hide at home, so why would they run out casually, these teenagers escaped, or?

The brawny man finally managed to catch his breath, but he gulped down a big bowl of water poured by a woman next to him, wiped his mouth, and quickly explained: "They said they were monks from Hunyuanzong! Come and help We beat back the zombies, those living corpses!"

"what!?"

"A monk of Hunyuanzong? Is it the sect founded by His Royal Highness Chen Wang? Isn't that the sect of an immortal?"

"Could it be possible that those teenagers were immortals who came down to save us?"

An elderly man stared at the talking boys and women, "Nonsense, what kind of fairy, what kind of fairy is said outside is a lie." To be precise, even Hunyuan Zongxue It is really the way of longevity, and it does not mean that the people in that sect are all immortals. At most, it just means that they may become immortals one day in the future, but I don't know how many years later it will be.

The village head naturally understands this truth, but he heard some young people in the city say something about the sect founded by His Royal Highness Chen Wang. Those with some skills are better than ordinary villagers like them.

"Where is the man? Since Hunyuanzong is His Royal Highness Chen Wang's sect, the prince must have sent someone here because he knew that the government was short of manpower, so he came to rescue us. Please invite him in quickly."

Wen Hu and others who were stopped outside the village were finally released, and they were taken to the village head's house where the villagers gathered. When they arrived, most of the people in Huangjia Village had arrived ahead of time, and they looked at them as if they were looking at something. Rare objects are full of curiosity, anticipation, examination, and doubt.

A few people can roughly guess that these villagers are questioning their ability to help because of their appearance, will they help more and more, and add to the chaos?
Feng Zhaorui is the best at dealing with people among all the people, so he took the initiative to stand up and said politely: "We are disciples of Hunyuanzong, this time we have accepted the mission of the sect to kill the poisonous corpses and zombies that are making trouble everywhere. May I ask who is the head of Huangjia Village, can you explain to us the situation in the village, and which of the surrounding villages still have people alive, so that we can save them.”

A middle-aged man who looked about forty years old stood out from the crowd and glanced at Feng Zhaorui. The young man in front of him looked very good in terms of conversation and demeanor, so he might not be a liar. What's more, it's not good to join them in ordinary villages surrounded by living corpses. How could anyone do such a stupid thing.

"I am the village chief of Huangjia Village, Huang Renwu. You can call me Village Chief Wu, or Uncle Wu." As soon as I finished speaking, I thought that these children who will cultivate into immortals should be respected outside, and I was afraid that I would let them Calling himself uncle would make them unhappy, and just about to change his mind, he heard Feng Zhaorui call "Uncle Wu" politely.

Village Chief Huang paused for a moment, but soon calmed down. Seeing them, their eyes were much friendlier. Not only the village chief, but also the other villagers who were watching were obviously less alienated.

"You should have encountered a lot of living corpses along the way, that's what you said... Zombies, right? Come and take a rest and drink some water, and I'll tell you about the surrounding villages." Village Chief Huang invited them into the yard Talking in the village, other villagers consciously helped pass water or brought them benches to sit on.

(End of this chapter)