The storm that had lasted for an hour or two gradually subsided, and the gloomy sky began to reveal a bright color.

The mud and masonry everywhere and the turbid water indicate that a serious disaster has just occurred here.

The adobe houses in Huangquan Village have long been completely washed away by the mudslide, except for the brick factory where the villagers have taken refuge not far away, although a few corners have been buried by the mud and rocks, but the overall structure is intact.

Just looking at the scene in front of me, I believe that some relevant reports full of positive energy will spread quickly through the news media in a short time, and under the brushwork of the Spring and Autumn Period, the villagers of a certain village have fought hard in a catastrophic natural disaster, and finally all the people are safe and sound.

However, who would have thought that the real bad news was not a natural disaster? The brick factory that seems to shelter the villagers is actually hidden in danger more terrible than mudslides?

No one would know, and would never believe, that almost all the villagers who had taken refuge in the brick factory had died at the hands of a group of zombies!

In the news about Huangquan Village, there will only be words such as natural disasters and all the villagers lost their lives in mudslides!

……

By the time Xuanwei entered the brick factory, most of the villagers had become shriveled corpses that had been sucked dry by zombies, and only a few people were left slumped on the ground in despair, watching in a daze as their ancestors turned into zombies wantonly killed their relatives and neighbors.

Xuanwei didn't even use the Tiangang Ruler, just a few ordinary fire talismans, and these zombies followed in the footsteps of Mao Zhuang.

Like this kind of zombie that has just become stiff, his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, but he is a little stiff in his actions, and he is also afraid of fire and light.

As long as you keep calm and use the ready-made equipment to mediate a little, the villagers who have the advantage in numbers can at least expel these zombies, if not to destroy them.

However, these villagers did not put up even the slightest resistance!

Even if the people around them fell one after another, they still couldn't even move their feet and run away!

Looking at the two or three villagers who had escaped death, but their mental state was obviously abnormal, Xuan Wei could only shake his head helplessly, and many thoughts turned into a long sigh.

Ignoring the survivors who couldn't accept reality, Xuanwei took out his phone from his sleeve, flipped to the number of the assassin in the address book and dialed it.

When it comes to zombies that can't be made public, and so many lives have been caused, the aftermath naturally has to be dealt with by a special department.

It just so happened that Xuan Wei and Dark Thorn had left contact information before, but there was no need to bother his cheap uncle every time.

"Daoist Xuanwei?" The phone was quickly connected, and there was a slightly surprised voice from the dark stab.

Xuan Wei said a few words, and he got straight to the point and briefly told the situation to the dark thorn.

"Fortunately, there are Xuanwei Daoist and Master Puji present, otherwise if you let those zombies escape, you may not be in much trouble!"

He was personally involved in the rumored zombie incident in the market, and he still knows how tricky it would be if there were a few active zombies lurking in the city.

According to Xuanwei's description, the number of zombies that emerged from a small brick factory was many times higher than that of that time, and what was even more nonsense was that there was a hairy zombie in it!

If these zombies are scattered and evil, the assassins will not even dare to think about it!

"I'm tired of Xuan Wei Dao Chief, wait a while, I will immediately contact the nearby special department members to deal with the aftermath!" After thanking Xuan Wei repeatedly, he said to Xuan Wei.

"Poor Dao waited here for the special ministry to come. Xuan Wei responded, and then hung up the phone.

……

Returning to the door of the brickyard with vain steps, Xuanwei shook his head slightly at Pu Ji, who was staring.

"Amitabha!" Pu Ji Chang pronounced the Buddha's name, his face full of compassion.

"After all, the poor road is still a step late, and the villagers of the entire village are basically sucked dry by the zombies. Xuan Wei said abruptly.

The two of them worked hard, and they were once kindly treated as donkey liver and lungs, thinking that they had saved the villagers, but the result was that the bamboo basket was empty, and it was definitely unrealistic to say that the heart was not blocked.

"Isn't it that the villagers are destined to suffer this catastrophe?" the poor monk will send them on their last journey!" Pu Ji said slowly, reluctantly standing up.

After speaking, Puji recited the Jizo Honvo Sutra and walked to the depths of the brick factory with a solemn face.

The villagers who were drained of the essence by the zombies in the brick factory and died, if they did not go over, were likely to be eroded by resentment and corpse qi, and eventually metamorphosed into stiffness.

Puji's current state is there, but he still insists on sending the villagers on the last ride, perhaps, he is a little unwilling in his heart, right?

"Evil, evil!" Suddenly, the stunned woman next to her cried.

Muddy tears fell, and his wizened hands were tightly cut into the muddy water, and his hoarse voice sounded like a crow.

Looking at the miserable and pitiful appearance of the woman at the moment, Xuanwei couldn't help but have a sentence in his mind: Poor people must have their hate!

It was the villagers of Huangquan Village who tossed out a group of zombies, the villagers of Huangquan Village who refused to move away, the villagers of Huangquan Village who resisted the outside world, and the villagers of Huangquan Village who gave up their struggle.

ended up like this, and it is not an exaggeration to say that Huangquan Village is to blame.

It's just that this punishment is too heavy!

"Supreme Heavenly Venerable, now, it's time for the layman to tell the secret that the village has kept for a hundred years, right?" Xuan Wei said in a deep voice.

The woman smiled sadly, but she was crying to herself.

"Isn't the price paid for this secret enough?" Xuan Wei shouted.

Xuanwei only needed a few pieces of connected information to figure out the ins and outs of the matter, and this missing piece of the puzzle was in the hands of the villagers of Huangquan Village.

Faintly, Xuan Wei felt that everything that happened in Huangquan Village seemed to be a sign of man-made!

was snorted by Xuanwei, and the woman's body trembled violently.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the woman seemed to have made a difficult choice and revealed the secrets of Huangquan Village.

……

It turns out that it all started a hundred years ago.

At that time, it coincided with the invasion of foreign powers, the division of warlords in various places, and the chaos of robbers and bandits.

At that time, Huangquan Village was not called this obscure name, and there were hundreds of families in the village, although they were not rich, they had more than enough food and clothing.

In troubled times, this kind of village is undoubtedly the best target in the eyes of the rogue bandits.

Although there is no fertilizer to flow oil, it is better to have less risk in looting, and the input and output are relatively ideal.

One day, a group of bandits visited Huangquan Village.

This nest of bandits are all soldiers who defected to the grass after the defeat of the Manchu government, not to mention the complete weapons and protective equipment, as well as bows, arrows, horses and other ordnance, in terms of combat effectiveness, there is no doubt that ordinary bandits.

Because they had experienced the battlefield and licked blood from the knife, this nest of bandits was quite ruthless, and every time they looted the village, there was hardly any life left.

Burn, kill and loot, not a single grass grows!