"Grandma, did you say that Uncle Wang next door was really eaten by zombies as others said?"

In the mountainous area on the edge of Tianning City, the originally peaceful mountain village has become an "empty city", it is obviously daytime, but there is no one on the road at all, every household locks the doors and windows, and the only small shop is also closed.

This small village is where Yuan Quan said two days ago that in the place where there were zombies, a few old people dug a "big tomb" when they were digging bamboo shoots on the mountain, and the two old people of course felt scared and didn't dare to go in to see what the situation was. They want to go back to the village and discuss it with everyone, and tell the government what they should do. When they descended the mountain, it was getting dark, and the transportation was not convenient, so they planned to take the car to the town again tomorrow.

As a result, that night, when everyone was asleep, the dogs of the whole village barked wildly, and some of the village names thought that thieves had come, but they went out with a flashlight, and saw a tall corpse in armor, but whose muscles were shriveled due to dehydration, standing in the courtyard, and grinning at him with the chicken in his hand, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

The name of the village was terrified, but it was not only this family that touched it, but screams were heard from all over the village. One by one, the villagers fell to the ground in fright, unable to even move, watching zombies come out of each house, holding all kinds of food in their hands, lined up on the road at the entrance of the village.

Led by an even taller zombie, even Militsa, the powerful warrior from Polya who was visually inferior at first glance. He was covered with a full set of jet-black heavy armor all over his body, and he carried a large knife that was one and a half meters long in his hand, which emitted a cold glow in the moonlight. It's just that the other shoulder carries a fat pig that is still struggling, which makes his painting style a little funny.

In the dark armor of the zombie leader, a few words came out that no one could understand, and under his leadership, some gold and silver lumps were pulled out of the cracks in the armor and thrown on the side of the road. Then these zombies carried chickens, ducks and geese in their hands, pigs, cows and sheep on their shoulders and walked back to the mountain with neat steps, and these village names were naturally afraid and did not sleep all night.

Early the next morning, a few bold people checked the situation in the place where the zombies had stayed, and the gold and silver nuggets on the ground were very dazzling, and as for going to the mountain to see the big tomb, they didn't even dare to think about it, and the village chief hurriedly urged people to go to the town to report the situation of the zombies, and the gold and silver were also brought over.

Wait, wait, wait, the two people who went to the town to report the situation finally returned, and among them was the Uncle Wang, who patted his chest and said that someone had promised to come and solve the problem.

However, it is a pity that after waiting for so many days, not only did we not wait for a savior, but waited for a national epidemic of "food poisoning", and the few young and able-bodied people in the village contracted "vomiting blood".

Just last night, while spitting blood, Uncle Wang told the people in the village that while he still had some strength, he was a dying man anyway, and it was better to do something good for the villagers. He volunteered to go to the tomb to investigate the situation, and if he died, he would die.

Of course, the simple villagers would not let him die in vain, but I don't know why, how did the person who had been vomiting blood have so much strength to run to the mountain. The villagers were also afraid, so they had no choice but to do so, looking forward to the early arrival of the helpers, and on the other hand, worrying that the zombies would rush into their houses at night and carry themselves in their hands like those livestock, resist on their shoulders, and bring them back to the tomb to eat raw......

This is how the old woman and her granddaughter snuggled together in the little barn, and from time to time there was the squeak of rats running rampant.

But fortunately, it's already April, and in a city with only two seasons, winter and summer, there is at least no need to worry about freezing.

The little granddaughter was looking out through the small gap in the barn, and on the road to the village she had remembered the sound of "click" and the sound they had heard last night, the footsteps of the zombies.

There was a loud bang, and the little girl saw a zombie with a halberd rudely pushed open the door, and a sharp edge that made her feel very frightened came out of the armor, the zombie looked left and right, and suddenly a hand was raised, and the halberd flew towards the little girl like an arrow from the string, and she let out a short scream.

"Squeak", the rampant fat rat was nailed to the ground, and the halberd was buzzing and trembling about a centimeter from the barn.

The little girl was covered by the old grandmother and hugged tightly in her arms, because they saw the tall shadow slowly approaching in the moonlight.......

The zombie pulled the halberd out of the ground and joined the mouse, grabbing the mouse's tail, opening its mouth full of white teeth, and shogging the mouse into its mouth, crunching and chewing. Blood trickled down its leaky mouth, dripping onto the barn, and spilling down the little girl's face through the gaps above.

After eating the mouse, the zombie reached out and knocked on the barn several times, as if to call someone to open the door. But the little girl and the old woman would certainly not open the door for him.

The scene is frozen at this moment, the zombies are "knocking on the door", and the people in the barn are pretending that no one is there.

Perhaps it was because it had eaten a rat and was not hungry, but in the end it gave up this childish game first, and Zhang took a few breaths with his empty nose, like fanning the wind with a pampas fan, and passed by the barn, and opened the old wardrobe from a handful, and there was a cellar below, and the old woman took advantage of the daytime to drive all the chickens, ducks and geese of the family into the cellar. Some people couldn't catch up, so they had to kill them first.

In fact, almost every household here has a cellar, because more than 70 years ago, it was the home of the GMD chieftain, and in order to prevent the attack of the Japanese invaders, each household prepared a cellar for hiding or hiding food.

The zombie jumped down with a "bang", and after a burst of chickens and dogs, and after a quack, it jumped up to the cellar with a big white goose in its hand, but the rather powerful armor was now full of chicken feathers.

The zombie grinned at the barn with the big white goose, clicked out with the halberd, and closed the door very politely.

The little girl hiding in the barn wiped the rat blood on her face with her sleeve, thinking that this zombie was not very scary, why was it a little stupid?

They had snatched the cattle from the houses as they had done last night, dropped a considerable amount of gold and silver ingots on the side of the road, and returned to the hill under the leader of the zombies carrying a cow.......