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Chapter 13 Taking Killing Zombies as My Own Responsibility

"fine."

Grandpa said he was fine, but his expression was extremely painful.

"I'll get you some aloe vera."

I rushed out the door.

Like our small village, there is a large yard in front of the house, where we can dry rice and sweet potatoes every day.

Around the house and behind the house, there are usually trees and commonly used herbs.

For example, aloe vera, which is extremely useful for burns.

When I used to have acne, I used aloe vera as a mask, and the effect was extremely good.

"Come on, Grandpa, I'll apply it to you."

Scraped out the juice from the aloe vera, and carefully applied it to the palm of Grandpa's burnt palm.

Not a moment.

The aloe vera smelled like it had been scalded.

"It still hurts?"

Seeing my grandpa baring his teeth in pain, I felt distressed.

After all, growing up so big, I only have him as a dependent relative.

"Or let's go to the hospital. I'll get the car and ride you there."

Everyone in the village has motorcycles at home.

I can also drive, one for a female man, it can carry people properly.

"No no, it will be fine in a while."

Grandpa sat down on the sofa tremblingly, twitching in pain:

"Girl, you can bring more aloe vera and change it for me, change it a few more times, and just lower the temperature."

"it is good."

I turned and went out.

When he came back, Grandpa leaned back in the chair with a pale face.

The aloe vera on his hands has been browned, and the juice has been dried long ago, as if it had been roasted.

I carefully wiped off the aloe vera dregs, and the exposed wound was extremely terrifying, as if it had been scalded with a red-hot iron.

The whole piece of skin fell off, revealing the scorched flesh, which hurts just looking at it.

Tears fell unconsciously and fell on the palm of Grandpa's palm. I blamed myself for taking back the sword.

If you don't take it back, grandpa won't be made like this.

"Silly girl, why are you crying?"

Grandpa woke up.

Seeing me crying, my smile was desolate and bitter: "Girl, you help me up, there are some things I need to tell you."

"Ah."

I first applied aloe vera to Grandpa's wound before helping him into his room.

Under the instructions of my grandfather, I pulled out a box from the bottom of the bed. It was very old, and there was still a talisman drawn on the wooden box.

"Open it."

Grandpa urged.

I opened the box and there was an old book inside.

"Girl, this is an ancestral item of our Ye family, originally it was the first volume, the second volume, this is the second volume.

The records in it are all profound Taoism. It is said that our ancestors relied on this to help the Yellow Emperor conquer all directions and make great military exploits. "

I flipped through them, and they were all ancient texts, and I didn't know any of them.

"You have to look carefully, not just flipping through it casually like this."

Grandpa sighed, and looked up at the ceiling: "Girl, our Ye family has always taken killing zombies as our duty."

"what?"

I froze for a while.

Grandpa didn't say that before. He even told me to accept my fate. Anyway, that zombie is handsome, so I just marry him.

"Ah what?"

Grandpa's face was serious: "You don't really like that zombie, do you?"

Subconsciously shook his head.

"Let me tell you, there is no balance between good and evil. Zombies feed on human blood. No one will go crazy. The fool is a living example."

Grandpa's tone became more serious.

I frowned: "Grandpa, it's an evil way for zombies to tell the annoying ghosts that they are not the ones who kill people."

"Do you believe in lying to you?"

Grandpa sighed: "Forget it, you are young after all, it is understandable for you to be bewitched by them.

In short, girl, you have to study the Taoism above carefully, if you don’t understand, just ask me, and I will tell you how to do it. "

"Ah."

I nodded.

Holding up the notebook weakly: "I don't know any of the words on it."

"That's called pictographic characters. You should use your heart to understand the meaning expressed above, the most important artistic conception, understand?"

Grandpa said it very profoundly.

Anyway, I can't understand it anymore, it's too late now, I'll talk about it tomorrow.

Grandpa fell asleep, I took the book and went back to the room with Xuanyuanjian, thinking about what Grandpa said, and thinking about that zombie, I was a little confused.

Ah, forget it.

It is better to read more books, in short, there is no harm in learning.

The night was dark.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I was awakened by the village chief's knock on the door.

Dead again!

The silly cow is dead.

He died in the cowshed of their family. His ears were cut off, his stomach was cut open, and blood and intestines flowed all over the floor.

When I arrived, there were already many people around.

The little idiot squatted on the ground, vomited profusely, and cried when he saw me coming: "Grandma, don't go see it, it's too scary."

I am gutsy.

I still took a closer look, and almost didn't feel sick.

"Third Grandfather, what do you think should be done in this situation?"

The village chief asked grandpa.

Everyone gathered around, talking about zombies killing people.

The little idiot took my hand and asked me: "Grandma, didn't you go to kill zombies last night? How's it going?"

"I went to the ancestral grave, but they weren't there."

I didn't dare to say that it wasn't the zombie who killed the person, and everyone must not believe it if they are filled with righteous indignation.

Grandpa glanced at me.

I was so guilty that I didn't dare to look up at everyone.

Ye Jintian is here.

Many policemen also came, checked the corpses, and said seriously that this was a serial murder case, and the murderer must still be in the village.

Maybe it's among us, let's be extra careful these days.

No one believes it.

Everyone chose to believe the village head and grandpa, and they all thought it was zombies who killed people.

Otherwise, what kind of serial murder case can be tolerated with such brutal abuse without any grudges or bad deeds.

"Village chief, otherwise the whole village will go find that zombie together. If there are more people and more strength, we might be able to kill him."

The silly dog ​​suggested.

He has the best relationship with Sha Niu and Er Lianzi.

Now that the two brothers died, he was so sad that his eyes were swollen from crying.

"No."

My grandpa was the first to shake his head: "It doesn't mean that there are more people, but the strength is strong. If we go together, we will die."

"What should I do?"

"Are the zombies possessed by demons now? Will people die tonight?"

"That's right."

"Who will die next?"

Everyone talked about it, and the more they talked about the village chief, the uglier their faces became.

"Everyone be quiet, I promise everyone that no one will die tonight."

Grandpa is highly respected.

His promises always count.

It's just me suffering.

When I got home, Grandpa told me with a serious face: "Girl, it's up to you."

I? ? ?
Grandpa said that the zombies can't be killed now, but it doesn't mean that we have nothing to do. You can stop them and prevent them from harming others.

I? ? ?
Grandpa said again, you can use beauty tricks.

As long as you hang around the zombie and keep him out of your sight, how can he kill?
"Grandpa, haven't you ever thought that it might not be zombies who kill people, but some evil way?"

I tried to convince Grandpa.

He shook his head: "It won't be some evil way, girl, don't be naive."

Well, I’m not naive, I carried the Black Dog Blood and Xuanyuan Sword on my back again, and set off to the ancestral grave to kill zombies in broad daylight.

(End of this chapter)