The pastoral concubine of space

Chapter 547

In the past two days, except for a few villagers who went out to investigate the situation, the rest of the people stayed in the village. Zombies came to attack them. After someone was injured and dealt with by them personally, they were placed in an empty house first, and some people were gathered together. They will be sent to the cemetery to be buried together in the future, in order to prevent more zombies from being noticed by going in and out too frequently.

Whether something happened in the cemetery, they really have no way of knowing.

Seeing the hesitation on the faces of other villagers, Village Chief Huang pondered, and said, "Let's go to the cemetery and see!"

In fact, Qi Chen and the others are not quite sure whether Moxiu has taken away all the corpses that can be used. If the corpses in Huangjia Village are still there...they really have no way to convince these villagers in a short time.

They themselves have nothing to lose. They reminded them out of good intentions, not for their own benefit. If others don't want to believe it, they can't help it.

But when they arrived at the cemetery, they saw that a few new graves had been dug up, and the inside was already empty and there was no body to be found. Their expressions relaxed, and then they looked at the villagers with expressions of grief and sorrow. With an angry expression, he sighed silently again.

"My third uncle's body is gone!"

"My second son's grave has also been dug up! Damn it! Who the hell is so ungrateful that he won't even let the corpse go!" The relatives of the missing corpse were angry and angry, and no one among them suspected that On Qi Chen and the others, but after thinking about it, what's the use of them wanting a corpse?

If the people from Hunyuanzong hadn't reminded them, they might not have known that someone would still be targeting these dead people.

"You know who did it, don't you?" Village Chief Huang stared straight at Wen Hu and his party, his eyes full of affirmation.

The other villagers remembered what they said just now, and looked over one after another, "Who is it! Tell us!"

"I want to find the body of our second son!"

The village chief then asked: "What's the matter with those zombies and the poisonous corpses you mentioned? Since you are future immortals who are rushing to cultivate to become immortals, you should be very clear about these things, right? Why did you do this?" Will the world become what it is now? Will we still have a peaceful life?"

The village head's tone sounded like a pressing question, but it was more of a kind of helplessness, a kind of helplessness and sour pain that ordinary people are helpless when facing a disaster that they cannot cope with.

After all, the people in Huangjia Village are the village where the general once came from. Compared with other villages, the villagers can't read a few big characters, and the people in the countryside with little knowledge are much calmer and smarter. Here, I am afraid that no one would think of asking them such a question, and they would not have a certain degree of suspicion and vigilance towards them like the people of Huangjia Village. They would only confess them in various ways after learning that they were here to help others. , just let it go in order to survive.

The head and the elders had told them when they released the experience mission that someone might ask them where the poisonous corpses came from, so the group told the people of Huangjia Village the answer without much hesitation.

"The ones who released the poisonous corpse are from the Heavenly Demon Sect." They are not from the Heavenly Demon Sect, so there is no need to hide anything for them. It is time to let everyone know that the demon cultivators are terrible and abominable, and know about the death of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Do your best to prevent someone from being deceived by them in the future.

The eyes of the old man in the village flashed brightly, "What kind of sect is Tianmozong? Could it be the same sect of cultivating immortals as you?"

"Not bad." Feng Zhaorui nodded.

The villagers who had just lost their loved ones widened their eyes and said angrily: "What do you mean!? The people who released those monsters were also monks like you? How could the immortals have such vicious people who don't care about the lives of the people?"

If so, why should they worship and fear these people! ?
Wen Hu said: "Ordinary people still have likes and dislikes, why can't monks have people who do evil?" After all, monks are also human beings, and human beings have all the bad qualities, that is, they can really ascend to immortality in the future , As long as the person is not completely changed from the bottom of his body, the wicked will naturally become an evil fairy after he ascends, and he will be able to do more evil things and be more harmful.

It's not that the people in Huangjia Village don't understand this truth, but they are unavoidably agitated emotionally after being stimulated repeatedly, and they can't keep their composure completely.

Qi Chen and the others didn't care about these things. The reaction of the people of Huangjia Village was much better than they expected. Wen Hu's straightforward words, even if the villagers got angry and directly attacked them, they would not feel it at all. Accident.

"Uncle Wu, if you have anything to say, let's go back to the village and talk about it. It seems that some zombies have smelled this way and come here." Feng Zhaorui suddenly looked in a certain direction and reminded.

As soon as they heard the word 'zombie', the faces of the villagers changed immediately, but don't get me wrong, they didn't panic like ordinary people, ran away in a hurry, or just screamed to attract the attention of the zombies faster , but quickly picked up the guy on the ground and was alert to the movement around him.

Village head Huang didn't want to lose more people at this juncture, so he hurriedly urged everyone to return to the village. The cemetery is a bit far from the village, and it is not within the scope of building stone walls. Once there are too many zombies, they will add up. But twenty or thirty people can't deal with it at all.

The villagers who had lost their loved ones felt unwilling and wanted to vent their anger on the zombies, but they still gritted their teeth and followed the village chief's instructions to retreat.

The village chief noticed that Wen Hu and the others hadn't moved, and opened his mouth to speak, but saw Feng Zhaorui just smiled at him, and said first: "Go back to the village first, there are a lot of zombies here, if you don't care, you will soon be killed." They will gather at the entrance of the village, and we will return to the village after all the zombies are dealt with."

Village Chief Huang was a little anxious, "There are only four of you, how can you handle it, or the big guys are together—"

"No need, you will only get in the way if you stay here." The one who spoke in the slightest is still doing his own way, and seeing a dozen or so walking crookedly in the distance, with rotten faces, they look particularly ugly. The unsightly walking corpse gradually showed interest in his eyes and at the same time he did not forget to urge the people in Huangjia Village, "Don't dawdle, hurry up and go."

Qi Chen also persuaded, "The deceased villager said before that there are no living people in the surrounding villages. A large number of zombies are approaching Huangjia Village. There are still many old and weak women and children in the village. Go back and strengthen Surrounding defenses, beware of zombies attacking the village, in addition, once a large number of zombies appear in any direction, please come and inform me as soon as possible."

Village head Huang was shocked, and he didn't dare to waste any more time. He nodded solemnly to them and led the villagers back to the village quickly.

Almost at the same time as they left, more and more zombies appeared in the distance, increasing to dozens of people in the blink of an eye.

Wen Hu licked the corner of his mouth, took out a sharp weapon from the storage bag, and flung it casually to his side. He assumed an attacking posture, narrowed his eyes dangerously, and smiled cruelly: "The time to kill is coming— —!”

(End of this chapter)