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For the villagers, this is definitely an opportunity for a good harvest.

Obviously, needless to say, this Wang Ba was captured by Widow Zhao and was ready to be eaten in the pot, but the current scene is obvious, this Widow Zhao has just killed Wang Ba, and it is estimated that Widow Zhao died violently.

Qin Feng has a bottom in his heart, just like in his previous life, it is this Wang Ba who is causing trouble, to be precise, it should be the death qi carried by this Wang Ba, when Widow Zhao slaughtered Wang Ba, it invaded the body, so he suffered a horizontal death.

Wang Ba is a long-lived thing, and it is not invaded by this dead air, which is why in the countryside, when many people build houses, they will use turtles or Wang Ba as the beasts of the town.

But I don't know why, this dead qi was entrenched in the body of this king eight until it was captured by Widow Zhao, and then when it was slaughtered, it was entered by this dead qi.

This is also the scene now.

Back in the mourning hall, Widow Zhao's thin body was still lying there.

Grandpa had words in his mouth, sprinkling glutinous rice around the corpse of Widow Zhao, Qin Feng looked at it, and he knew in his heart that glutinous rice could not only pull out corpse poison and kill zombies, but also prevent corpse transformation.

Widow Zhao, who has absorbed the death qi, is likely to transform into a corpse, that is, the legendary zombie.

Qin Feng knew this, and Qin Tian also knew it in his heart.

After Qin Tian had done all this, he found a place to sit down in the mourning hall.

The seven days after a person's death are called the first seven days, and they are also the time when things are most likely to change, and under normal circumstances, the entire funeral will last for seven days, and it will be buried on the seventh day.

But Widow Zhao's family is different, there are no relatives in the family, and it is definitely impossible to hold a seven-day funeral, because the cost is too great.

Therefore, seven days will only become three days, because there is another saying in the countryside that the lonely person who has no relatives will go directly to the underworld to report on the third day, and will not stay in the world.

Qin Feng also knew about this custom, so he didn't say anything, and found a place to sit down next to him.

"Xiaofeng, you go to the side room to sleep for a while!" Qin Tian glanced at his grandson and said slowly.

"When the time comes, you and I will keep vigil together in the second half of the night, it's still early, take care of your spirits. ”

"It's okay, grandpa, I'm not sleepy, and I can't sleep now. ”

Qin Feng opened his mouth and said, he remembered very well in his heart that in his previous life, he had already experienced this scene, at that time, he listened to his grandfather's words and went to the side room to rest, however, Widow Zhao began to transform in the first half of the night.

Knowing this point in time, Qin Feng naturally wouldn't go to sleep.

Didn't say much. Qin Feng squinted, sat on the chair, and looked at the mourning hall slightly.

Widow Zhao has no relatives, in addition to herself and her grandfather, the village also sent three young and strong farmers to the mourning hall, nothing else, but a handful of strength.

Time passed little by little, and the mourning hall was also quiet.

Wakes are a folk custom of staying at the bed, coffin or throne. The wake is also known as a vigil.

The ancients believed that a person should return home for a visit within three days of death, so the children waited in the mourning hall for his soul to return. Relatives and friends are with them every night until the body is buried in the coffin.

Until now, the wakes are relatives gathering together to mourn the deceased and express their feelings of remembrance.

Widow Zhao has no relatives, but the customs still have to be followed, the people who come here to guard the spirit are a few people in the village, everyone is familiar with it, it is still early, three young and strong croppers, smoking cigarettes, chatting nonsense.

Qin Feng and Grandpa were not involved.

These three people didn't talk to Qin Feng either, let alone Qin Feng's grandfather, Qin Feng knew the reason for this, it was because of Qin Feng's grandfather's identity.

Rural people respect and fear the land master, on weekdays, there is nothing to do, and they are not willing to communicate with the land master, for fear of getting into something unclean, but once there is any happy event at home, they have to invite the land master to come and see, so it will cause such a situation.

In the mourning hall, the three of them chatted with each other.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was more than eleven o'clock in the evening, and people in this era did not have so many entertainment activities, so they went to bed early, unlike later generations, when they went to bed before twelve o'clock in the evening, it can be said that they went to bed early.

What's more, this is still a rural country, and the three croppers are already leaning back in their chairs and squinting and dozing off.

Paying attention to the time, Qin Feng stood up, walked two steps, and approached Widow Zhao.

"What's wrong? Noticing Qin Feng's movements, Qin Tian also stood up.

It was already pitch black outside the house, and at this point in time, the night was very quiet, basically the people in the village had already fallen asleep, and the village was also pitch black, without any lights.

"Grandpa, Widow Zhao has changed. Qin Feng pointed to Widow Zhao's corpse and said cautiously.

Qin Feng knew in his heart that in his previous life, it was probably when it was close to twelve o'clock that Widow Zhao began to transform into a corpse.

Hearing his grandson say this, Qin Tian also had a straight face, got up from the chair, and walked in front of Widow Zhao's corpse. Looking at Widow Zhao in the coffin, Qin Tian was stunned.

In the mourning hall, Widow Zhao's hands were stretched forward, her feet were straight, her nails were already blackened, pointed, very long, her mouth was opened, there were no teeth inside, and Qin Tian looked at her pupils which were also black.

Widow Zhao died horizontally, and there is another kind of speech in the countryside, which is called death with eyes open, which is commonly known as death without turning a blind eye.

Those who die horizontally can't close their eyes, because they are unwilling to die.

Qin Feng stepped forward and also looked at Widow Zhao's body, remembering in his heart that in "Zi Bu Silent", zombies are divided into eight types, namely white zombie, hair zombie (also known as black zombie), purple zombie, flying zombie, green zombie, Lu (that is, drought fish), and fire zombie, which can be distinguished from the color of their eyes, Widow Zhao's pupils are black, which is the most elementary white zombie.

She can't even count Bai Zombie, because Bai Zombie has white hair on her body, and Widow Zhao is a half-finished product at best.

Widow Zhao is also forty or fifty years old, a typical middle-aged woman in the countryside, with a rickety figure, but at this time, it looks particularly scary.

At this time, the widow Zhao lying in the coffin has not moved, the corpse is still continuing, if you look closely, the body of the widow Zhao in the coffin, the exposed skin outside, you can clearly see that the rubbing white hair is growing slowly, this scene looks very weird.