Half a month has passed, and almost all the villagers have let down their guard against the zombies.

The seemingly idealistic idiom of "never closing the house at night" has actually been realized in this zombie-infested town. It is even said that some people can only sleep peacefully when they hear their neat and firm footsteps.

Previously, the Golden Armor Zombie gave a cute pure white bird to the little girl who was the first to release kindness. Naturally, that little bird is not an ordinary bird, it can talk!

Two days ago, the villagers were having a meeting at the ancestral hall, and the little bird suddenly flew to the offering table, and before the villagers could drive it down, it made a noise.

The gentle female voice reassures the villagers not to run around, the outside world is dangerous!

It also said that there was a presence hidden in this place that might be a threat to everyone, and that it was identified by his breath that it did not belong to the village, but that it had infiltrated and gone into hiding. Every night, when the zombies appear, she will also hide in the shadows, so be careful.

Speaking of which, there is also an old temple in this village, which is next to the ancestral hall.

The old temple is not enshrined in the gods and Buddhas outside, but a mighty general, and there is a broken woman beside him, but only a pair of ankles remain. There is nothing else.

According to the pedigree handed down from the village many years ago, this general led a team of men and horses here one day, and at this time the warlords were fighting, not only the warlords of the Central Plains, but also the people outside the fan. Of course, the most painful people during the war years were always ordinary people.

In addition to being exploited by local wolf-like officials, the regular army was scattered. They thought about escaping, but they couldn't escape from the hands of the officials, and even if they did, there was no place in the entire Central Plains that could accommodate them.

But this general's army is different, although the number is not large, but each of them is a hundred warriors, and soon the evil officials and mountain bandits here are expelled, and the name of the village is called on to plant trees and build roads, and this place is built into a paradise. The general led his sergeants and stationed them here.......

As the white bird narrates, the kind-hearted villagers can't help but think that their relationship with zombies is not the same as that between their ancestors and the soldiers at that time. From the initial fear, to the slow acceptance of each other.

However, the style of the story suddenly changed, and everyone's hearts were grabbed. After a period of peaceful coexistence, many people who soared through the clouds, spitted fire, and flashed thunder finally found this place.

They had come to capture the general, for his presence had broken the hierarchy between mortals and monks.

With his mere mortal body, this general actually beat several famous monks to the ground. Not only that, but the sergeants under him are not easy to match.

This small army fought from the distant Central Plains to this remote place. Although there was a loss in numbers, the corpses of the enemy left behind them were more than ten times more than their number.

In addition to correcting them, there is also a purpose, which is to capture the general's wife.

There is no portrait on the ancient spectrum, but from the repeated beautiful words left by the ancestors, you can imagine how beautiful this general's wife is.

The battle began, and the strength of the two sides was not much different, and these mages who were flying through the clouds and fog all had magical powers, summoning ghosts, resisting thunder, and other means that made the mortals hiding on the side tremble.

However, none of the sergeants and the generals and their wives flinched, and with their own force, they slowly fought to kill the high-ranking monks.

Seeing that the dawn of victory was about to come, there were only a few monks left on the other side, covered in scars and spitting blood, and the general's side was not small at any time, three of the five gold-armored soldiers fell, and even the general was seriously wounded, because he had to protect his soldiers and wives. More wounds were inflicted by the people who had blocked the deadly attacks. The monks knew that the general was a mortal man, and that he loved the people very much. Through this means, the strength of the general can be reduced, so why not?

In honor of the generals and sergeants, the villagers built temples and statues for them. Strangely enough, all the statues turned into dust overnight, leaving the general alone in the temple.

……

On top of the ancient score, the story ended abruptly. The rest is the genealogy and development deeds that were compiled from that time.

But the villagers wanted to know where the general was, and if he was a descendant of that great general.

"He's dead. The bird said lightly, her tone pretending to be calm, but anyone could hear the grief in it.

"But, according to the genealogy...... There are only a few seriously injured monks on the other side, and the general's combat strength is completely superior. ”

"Yes, they are dying, but who would have thought that they actually had immortal weapons in their hands....... who would have thought that those timid immortals had disappeared for I don't know how many years, and there were still immortal artifacts in this mortal world. With the last bit of mana, those monks forced the immortal weapon, and it turned into a mountain that enveloped everyone......."

"That'...... Aren't the generals and sergeants .......?"

"Yes and no, the general is dead. Before he died, he urged the essence blood of his whole body to be integrated into the bodies of all the sergeants. The general turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared from this world. The rest of the people were suppressed under the mountain of immortal weapons. Until recently......."

"Do you mean...... The zombies ....... because they were infused with the general's blood."

"Yes, only the dead can be worshipped. The living cannot enjoy the incense, not even in the form of a zombie......"

The village names sighed for a while, and together with the big guys, they came to repair the temple for the general. But seeing that the sky is gradually getting dark, the zombies are about to come and patrol. I want to go home as soon as possible, otherwise I will be caught by zombies like catching chickens, they are all so old, I don't think I can afford to lose this person.

It's like in the TV series, the "curfew" in the previous dynasties, when they came to patrol, no one was allowed to wander on the road.

However, tonight's zombies seem to have arrived a little early, and the pace is very chaotic, not at all neat.

"Wang, Adi...... You ......."

From the corner of the village came a large group of people, tattered and embarrassed, most of them with wounds. And there are several acquaintances among them, including Lao Wang, who went to "investigate the situation", and people who disappeared inexplicably in the following days.

It's just that their faces are gray, and the bald man in the lead seems to be much stronger than the average zombie.

They were also surprised, what did a group of people get together on the big night?

Soon, the "new humans" surrounded the villagers, shouting loudly, "Hold your head, squat down one by one, whoever dares to disobey Lao Tzu will kill whoever ......"

The village chief and the villagers shook their eyes at the acquaintances and told them to hurry up.

However, they interpreted the villagers' eyes as interceding for them.

"Boss Gangzi, let them go back...... They just ......."

"Shut up!" the bald man roared viciously at the old king behind him. Lao Wang wiped the spit on his face and didn't dare to speak anymore.

"MD, I really don't know where the government got so many masters, you say, how can we negotiate terms with them if we don't have any chips in our hands. How many of our brothers have they killed!"

"Click... Click..."

The sound of familiar footsteps reached everyone's ears, and the new humans didn't know what it was, but the villagers felt that the sound that once kept them awake was now as beautiful as fairy music!