Thinking about it, Masuda Mayumi had already rushed over, and she bowed deeply to show her respect: "Thank you so much for this walking corpse rebellion!"

"Without your help, I'm afraid that our village will no longer have a reason to survive, if you don't mind, please come to our village to rest. ”

"Yes!" Pei Ziyun thought about it and said, Masuda Mayumi was very happy, so she led Pei Ziyun to the village, and when she saw him arrive, the villagers suddenly separated, with complicated expressions, gratitude, awe, and even envy and jealousy.

"......" is normal to be grateful, normal to be in awe, and normal to be envious and jealous, and people always have envy and jealousy of people who are stronger than themselves and have no effective domination.

Pei Ziyun walked unhurriedly on the ridge, and saw a small shrine, which looked very simple, no torii, empty, only a few trees were considered holy forests.

A simple hand water house is placed, it seems very quiet, the air is condensed with a faint freshness, arrived in this world, everywhere is filth and death, and only here, there is no such breath.

"This is a simple shrine in our village, if you don't mind, you can rest here tonight!" Mayumi Masuda said respectfully as she ushered into a room.

Pei Ziyun approached the shrine for a moment, his eyes narrowed, and he felt that the shrine did have subtle divine power.

"Yes!" isn't much to fault with.

Then, Mayumi Masuda withdrew, and after a while, food was served: "Please!"

Pei Ziyun looked at it, a rice ball, a few pickled radish, got up and bowed slightly: "Thank you for your hospitality, thank you so much." ”

He is an insider, sensible, Japan's grain yield per mu is very low, rice processing into milled rice loss is very large, milled rice is precious, known as "silver rice", "silver relics", some farmers have never really eaten rice balls in their lives.

Even Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who once conquered the world in history, was nothing more than a bowl of rice, seaweed, miso soup, and sashimi.

Now the hospitality may be all that the shrine has done.

Seeing that Pei Ziyun was satisfied, Masuda Mayumi also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and bowed: "You use it slowly." ”

As he spoke, he retreated and said to the villagers, "Now that the samurai has rested, don't disturb it!"

Wen Shu, who wrapped his injured arm in gauze, was still a little incredulous, and asked, "Lord Masuda, is this a god sent to save us?"

Just now, he was also fighting outside, and there were too many feasible scatters, and just when he felt that he couldn't hold on, Pei Ziyun killed the attacking walking corpse with a knife and broke the siege.

Tomoki also wiped the blood on his body and asked, "This is the real samurai? Is there really such a person in the world?" I used to think that Ma Shangda was the most powerful person!"

Tomoyuki's eyes widened, and at this time, Misaburo suddenly touched it with his arm.

When Masuda Mayumi heard the name Tatsuya Asagami, her expression of joy immediately dimmed.

Fei Tu Yuyuki realized that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly remedied: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention Ma Shang Tatsuya!"

"No, I shouldn't have mentioned this person!"

Tomoki hurriedly covered his mouth with scars to apologize.

Ma Shang Tatsuya used to be the most combat-ready person in the village, and once solved a dozen walking corpses by himself. , or Masuda Mayumi's fiancé, but later......

Mayumi Masuda endured the grief in her heart, regained her smile, and said softly, "It's nothing, no matter what, today is a happy day." ”

"I believe that at this time, your family is also waiting for you!"

"Let's go back first!"

Mayumi Masuda said in a gentle voice.

"That's right, thank you Samurai-sama, otherwise, Kanae and Mixia won't be able to see me!" said Tomoki Toyuki with a hint of fear.

Jiang Lizi also took her husband's hand and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, that's the case." ”

After a while, the crowd dispersed and returned home.

Zamu Qinglong leaned on a cane and limped to his house.

In this battle, Zamu Qinglong was scratched on the thigh by the walking corpse, but it was not very serious, and it is estimated that half a month of cultivation will be good.

Of course, without Pei Ziyun's words, this life would be lost there today.

It's just a pity that Kazuhiko Oyuri, Eijiro, and Heidaro can't wait for the adults to rescue.

Thinking of this, the unwilling faces of Kazuhiko Oyuri, Eijiro, and Taira Daro before their deaths appeared in Zaki Keitaka's mind, and he couldn't help but shiver and speed up to go home.

When Zamu Qinglong returned home, he saw his father Zamu Limin waiting at the door, he was emaciated and withered, full of wrinkles, with a scratch on his face, and blind in one eye.

"Father!" Zamu Qinglong saw it, so he immediately leaned forward and excitedly reported the situation, but unlike his reaction, Zamu Liming's gloomy face did not speak.

After a long time, he asked, "How many descendants of the samurai in the village are there?"

"Kazuhiko Oyuri is dead, but there is still a son, and Tomoyuki Hito is still there. ”

"Son, do you think we can still get the city lord to send more samurai?" Zamu Liming asked, the famous ones are the descendants of the samurai, and the ones who don't have names are ordinary villagers, "Or, can we let this samurai stay in our village?"

Zamu Qinglong's smile suddenly stiffened.

He knew that it was unlikely that the lord would continue to send samurai, and if he continued to lose them, the village would disappear like many villages.

A village without samurai would simply not be able to defend itself against the walking dead.

"Let this samurai stay in our village, this ......" Even if there is no vision, Zaki Keitaka knows that it is impossible for a samurai dressed in gorgeous silk to stay here.

For a moment, the whole room fell silent, and after a short period of joy, it was the reality of facing a desperate situation.

"Father, what do you say you should do? You were a samurai back then, and you had the opportunity to learn the art of war. Zamu Qinglong asked softly, his father was the hero of the village, and he solved the crisis many times: "You will definitely have a way." ”

"I can't help it...... No, there is one. ”

"Speak, please. ”

"Li Ming, do you remember? Lord Castle, I informed you yesterday that outsiders must be strictly investigated. ”

"What an outsider is, we didn't understand before, but today you should understand. ”

Zamu Qinglong's face was stunned, and he looked at his father in disbelief, betraying outsiders, he was not embarrassed in this world, and the "kind" village that didn't do anything would have perished a long time ago.

However, this is a samurai who has just saved his village.

"Father......" said Tsuki Qinglong bitterly.

"Qinglong, first of all, the city lord attaches great importance to this matter, if we don't pass the news to the city lord quickly, maybe the city lord will be furious and punished. ”

"And if we inform the lord of the castle, we will be able to exempt the village from paying taxes for three years, and we will be rewarded with a large sum of money, and we will be able to hire samurai to tide over the difficulties. ”

Zamu Liming said, pointing to his daughter-in-law's granddaughter, who was only half a year old: "Look, even the lovely Lizi is dying of hunger!"

"You've had three children die before, two of them starving. ”

"If that man saved us once, why not save us again?"

"As long as this person is dedicated to the city lord, our family and our village can live. ”

"I'm old, I've passed on the location to you, and the life and death of our family and village are up to you. Zamu Limin said tiredly.

Zamu Qinglong looked at his father in a daze, how heroic and bold his father was originally, but the corpse disasters and droughts gradually crushed this man.

After a long time, Zamu Qinglong glanced at the crying baby in his wife's hand, looked around again, took a deep breath, and no longer hesitated: "I understand, I'll go and light the beacon fire!"

Hearing this, Zamu Limin did not have the slightest joy, only bitterness.

Soon, a black smoke rose into the sky, and the light of the fire also illuminated half of the village.