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When the zombie was gone, my tense nerves instantly relaxed, and I sat down on the ground all of a sudden, wheezing for a long time, and I still had a dream-like unreality. [txt full works download]

Although I didn't kill the yellow-eyed zombie, but I really injured it, which I didn't dare to imagine before, maybe it's really as Huang Shi said, slaying demons and eliminating demons, you can't weaken the momentum, and the ghosts and gods are hard to get close to.

At this moment, the sky was already quietly white, and I turned my head to look in the direction of the zombie's escape.

Last night, the zombie let out a few roars, and then kept approaching Lijiazhai, and when I met it for the first time, the zombie didn't mean to do it directly, but wanted to scare me away, and now I think about it, the expression is clearly eager to leave.

At the last moment, just when I thought I was lucky, two figures suddenly popped out, scaring the zombie away.

Judging from all the situations in front of him, the result is obvious, the yellow-eyed zombie was just born, bitten two villagers in Lijiazhai, was chased and killed last night, and fled to the direction of Lijiazhai in a panic.

And the two who chased and killed the zombies still knew me, and one of them wanted to kill me to receive the reward, what are the identities of those two people? Not only does he know me, but he can also chase and kill yellow-eyed zombies in all directions, and his strength is not trivial.

People's thoughts are slowly piling up, and the deeper they ponder, the more they feel that the pool of water in Lijiazhai is bottomless.

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During this time, Li Jiazhai seemed to be more and more uncalm, Li Cuihua, who disappeared with Li Kehua's corpse, was sent back, and then a yellow-eyed zombie suddenly appeared, and now two people with the strength of the bull fork ran out to chase and kill the yellow-eyed zombie, and the weird white paper man, Lin Dingyang, who intercepted me halfway, intuitively told me that there must be a bigger conspiracy behind the white paper man's soul, could it be that this qiē is all behind the net?

Still thinking about it, I looked up at the sky, and the blood-red morning sun had risen above the horizon, revealing half of my head at the top of the mountain.

After a short rest, I turned around and turned back to Lijiazhai, although the night was thrilling, but fortunately, the villagers in Lijiazhai were fine.

Li Erniu's house, I checked Li Cuihua's body, although Li Cuihua has not woken up yet, but the corpse poison in her body has been almost removed, I wonder why she hasn't woken up yet, after all, I still have a lot of questions waiting to get answers from her, Li Yiyi has disappeared since the night in the cemetery, as if the world has evaporated.

"Erniu, you and Momo stay at home and don't go out, I'll go to the cemetery to have a look!"

"Liu Yang, you still have to go to the cemetery! Where is it so ......"

I raised my hand to dissuade Xiao Momo, but I just said lightly: "Huangshi hasn't come back yet, even if I go to die, I have to go to see it, otherwise I won't be at ease for the rest of my life!" ”

After speaking, I didn't wait for Xiao Momo and them to stop me, I walked out of the house directly, glanced up at the direction of the cemetery, and strode forward.

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As soon as I walked into the village, a biting wind was whistling, it was already late autumn, the trees in the village had already withered and fallen leaves, the yin wind blew, those withered yellow leaves swirled and fluttered in the wind, the autumn wind was bleak, the air was filled with the smell of death, the loneliness that could not be said, and the coldness made people feel inexplicably gloomy and infiltrating.

Under the wind chill!

Occasionally, a few pieces of paper money burned to the dead flew out of the street, which made people's hairs tighten for a while, and the ordinary village was dead, as if there was no living thing to be found, and it was empty and lonely as if it had been forgotten by history.

The closer I got to the cemetery, the more uncomfortable my heart became, my heart was like being firmly held by a hand, constantly squeezing and kneading, depressed and difficult to breathe, sadness, fear, despair, helplessness, loneliness and all kinds of complex feelings were mixed together, hindering me from taking a step, I couldn't imagine, I didn't dare to imagine, if I arrived at the cemetery, saw where Huangshi's corpse was, how would I face it.

Every time I took a step towards the cemetery, it seemed that all the strength of my body was exhausted, and the heavy steps were like going to the grave, more like going to collect the corpse, collecting the corpse of Huangshi.

When you get to the cemetery, phew! A gust of wind swept through for no reason, and everywhere I looked, there were dense stumps and severed arms of white paper figures, complete or only ordinary heads, red cheeks, green lips, black hats, empty unfocused eyes all seemed to stare blankly at me, mouths cracked to an exaggerated arc, and clown-like smiles seemed to be laughing at me.

The blood on the ground had disappeared, and the cemetery was still as calm as usual, except for the white paper figures fluttering with the wind, like soul flags used to go to the grave, and the breath of death came to the face.

My thoughts seem to be brought back to that night, the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, the overwhelming white paper people, looking at you blankly, grinning, so far away, I still have a feeling of chill in my back.

When I really got closer, I realized that at this moment, the whole cemetery had become a white paper person, a white patch, and snowflakes and wool covered the entire cemetery, like a mourning dress for the whole cemetery.

As far as the eye can see, it is all white, even the grave can not be seen, the wind blows, those broken and incomplete white paper people are rolling indiscriminately, there are white paper people everywhere, horizontal and vertical, most of them are broken, but the straight hook wood dumb eyes from time to time from the grave and the grave between the gap to the eye, all of them are smiling at me, Lang Lang daytime, still creepy, even I always feel that these white paper people are not dead, the deep eyes of the wood, clearly full of resentment.

I trembled slightly, holding the seven-star sword to strengthen myself, stepping on those white paper figures step by step into the world of the white paper people, my eyes searched around, and I didn't find any trace of Huangshi.

Croak!

A few crows flew overhead, and as soon as I looked up, I saw that in this world of white paper people, a low loess bag stood alone, it was a tomb outside the cemetery, the grave of Grandma Li Erniu, the only grave that was not contaminated by the white paper man.

Just when I was staring at the grave, I brushed it! Under the blue sky and white sky, a hand poked out of Grandma Li Erniu's grave......