The scene was awkward at one point, with "new humans" on one side who didn't know the situation, and an aboriginal zombie army on the other. After the two groups of people met, there was silence for a while, only the crow parked on the telephone pole let out the cry of "ahhh

Just as the blood-vomiting gang was pointing at the zombies, there was a "buzz" sound, and the golden armor zombie didn't know when to pull out the strong bow that had not been moved for thousands of years, and the black feathered arrow was like a hummingbird, only the sound could be heard, but the shadow could not be seen.

"Ah~~ I got an arrow in my knee......." In the blood-vomiting gang, one of the people was moving his hands and feet against the villagers, but in the next moment, he was rolling on the ground with his knees.

"TNND, even a few zombies are arrogant in front of Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu must break you to pieces!"

The bald-headed macho man named "Gangzi" didn't expect that these zombies would dare to do it! If he couldn't beat the masters of the imperial court, he didn't expect to escape to this small village and be bullied by zombies who came out of nowhere. How could this make him swallow this bad breath. Then with a wave of his hand, the little brother under the command of the commander rushed towards the zombie army.

When Lao Wang and the rest of the village were about to rush over, they heard the name of the village telling them not to go over in the local dialect, it was dangerous. However, they didn't believe it, in the past half a month of fighting outside, countless life-and-death battles had significantly improved their strength....... It's not that zombie ghosts or anything haven't been fought. To deal with them, all you need to do is spit out of your mouth with a mouthful of blood. So, these zombies, who only look slightly mighty, will also fall under their blood.

On the other side, the zombie army saw that someone actually dared to charge at them, and the golden-armored zombie showed a disdainful smile very humanely. There was no need for him to do any command, one of the big knife black armor zombies behind him pulled out two squads from it, and 18 zombies held spears behind it and carried out a counter-charge towards the blood-vomiting gang that was speeding over, and the next scene was the scene of eggs hitting stones...... Full of mosaics.

All of this happened in a matter of seconds, and in just one face, the blood-vomiting gang was ravaged into parts like chopping melons and vegetables, and the bald man was cut in half by a big knife zombie, cut off his right shoulder, cut off his left waist, and half of his arm on the ground was twitching like a small fish jumping on the riverbank.

He never thought that his body was so fragile because of his pride. Why, a zombie moves so quickly. Most of the rest of the people are also badly damaged, all of them have more or less missing parts in their bodies, those who are missing hands and feet are still good, and some people can't even recognize their loved ones when they come. Who can tell what this pig looks like from a puddle of meat?

But it's good that none of this was seen by the villagers, otherwise they would have had nightmares. The golden-armored zombie sent two teams of people, and deliberately isolated the villagers when cleaning up the intruders, and a few who were guarding the back, or those who were injured themselves, were easily caught by the zombies, and the other black-armored zombie ran to the stream and pulled out two bamboos, clicked and cut into several sections, and then inserted it hard, and the pillar was deeply inserted into the soil.

"For the rest, tie them to the bamboo by yourself, and after 7 days, get out of the house yourself...... "The little white bird standing on the girl's shoulder said.

They looked at each other, and they didn't have a rope in their hands, so how could they tie them to the pillars?

Lao Wang, who was the first to escape, cautiously asked with a smiling face: "Jun, Junye, we don't have a rope either.......

As a result, he was slapped by a golden-armored zombie and half of his teeth were knocked out. The rest of the people looked at each other, and finally it was the lucky man who was hit by an arrow in the knee, and he took off his clothes and tore it into strips of cloth, and tied it up himself, and then tied it in a dead knot, and lowered his head and began to reflect on what he had done wrong, and that attitude was called a good ......

Under his leading demonstration, the remaining few also followed his example and tied themselves to the bamboo. At least, compared to dying without a corpse, what is the pain of eating skin and flesh for two days?

......

The villagers have returned home, and the zombies have started patrolling their old days. They don't have to catch livestock anymore. The village chief has arranged for some people to catch chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle and sheep to the drying ground.

In fact, through the communication of the birds, the village has already communicated with the "people" on the other side, and the poultry pen and livestock shed are set up at the foot of the mountain. The villagers work during the day, and the zombies work at night.

Otherwise, it's a chicken feather every night, so that people who don't know can see it, and they really think what's wrong with the zombies.

But not far from the fight between the two gangs just now, there was a slight fluctuation in the air, and then a faint figure appeared, with a cute face, a small body, and a big snow-white tail. It's Berry-san.

At the behest of Yuan Quan, from the night he was "grounded", the task of "dealing with the zombie village" was entrusted to Xiaoberry. I take classes at school during the day and check on here at night.

As long as it is a monk, most of them can judge whether the other party is an evil creature that has harmed people by the flow of aura or mana that escapes from this person.

Normal monks, who have not harmed others, have their own spiritual energy is pure, and the color is mostly cyan or blue, as if they contain a lot of merit, such as Diao Chan, whose spiritual power is a little golden, and evil creatures and monks who have harmed others, or who have malicious intentions, and whose spiritual power is mostly red or black.

That group of "blood-vomiting gangs" did not have formal cultivation techniques in their hands, and would only use the most superficial way of using spiritual power, that is, wrapping them with spiritual power and strengthening their bodies to strengthen their attacks. They've done a lot of bad things, after all, the world is sometimes full of malice. The flames that had accumulated for many years erupted and vented into the bodies of ordinary people...... During the fight just now, Berry saw that they were surrounded by a circle of red aura.

What about these zombies? They don't have the disgusting smell of decay of normal zombies...... At best, it smells like chicken manure. The aura around him is mellow and peaceful, although it is sharp, but with a hint of silver-white.

After half a month of investigation, Xiaoberry determined that they were "harmless", but what to do with them had to be decided by Yuan Quan, after all, this is also an extremely unstable force.

Berry was sure that the zombies were not a simple gang, and the pure white bird was staring at her place almost all the time, and she felt that she was being locked in, but she didn't know who was behind the bird.

I pressed the bracelet on my hand, and a few dots of blue light flashed twice on it. She notified her colleagues and Xiao Yun here to come here, if she didn't show her muscles, I'm afraid it would not be a simple matter to let the two people sit together peacefully and talk.