Click!

However, before he could see what was inside the house, some slight movement came out. In the eyes of Old Man Zhang, this voice seemed a little weird, and there was a deep chill in the dark.

Although you can see the inside of the house in its entirety from this place, it is also too far away to see what the living corpses are doing.

Even so, Old Man Zhang did not intend to continue to go deeper rashly. What are these living corpses, after all? A performer who acts on instinct in the dark? Or something else?

But no matter what, it's not going to be easy. In his mind, Old Man Zhang couldn't help but think of the man he saw yesterday, he didn't find the man in these living corpses, but it didn't mean that the man wasn't there.

And, most importantly, the man's side... That thing.

Click!

In his ears, the voice coming from inside the house still kept echoing in the ears of Old Man Zhang, making people a little creepy. The surroundings were quiet, and Old Man Zhang's eyes widened as he wanted to find some crucial clues.

Although I can't tell what the living corpses are doing, I can vaguely see some general ideas. From here, it can be roughly seen that the living corpses are surrounded by death, and the strange sound seems to come from the point where they surround it.

Because the living corpses were too tightly surrounded, and this place was already a little far away, Old Man Zhang had no way of knowing what was there. At the same time, after several searches, Old Man Zhang did not find the man's figure in the living corpse.

Grunt!

Involuntarily, Old Man Zhang swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued to go deeper? Inexplicably, this thought began to appear in Zhang Lao's mind, and at the same time, his eyes were also staring tighter, although he still couldn't see anything famous.

The living corpses were still doing something, and they didn't notice Old Man Zhang, or it was impossible at all. Old man Zhang's heart was a little heavy, he looked around, the scorching air gave him some confidence, and after thinking for a while, he finally made a decision.

Then he lifted his feet and slowly walked forward. Although he was extremely disgusted with this decision, he had to do it, and if he didn't draw some conclusions here, he was afraid that he would never be able to get out of this place.

He was more afraid of that outcome than he was of it.

Old man Zhang pressed his body to the lowest as much as possible, and at the same time clinged to the wall, and with the continuous footsteps, Old Man Zhang approached there unhurriedly. He didn't stop until he was finally less than fifty meters away from the house.

From here, he could see the inside of the house completely, and the sound of "click" was clearer. The surroundings were quiet, so that he could clearly hear his heartbeat, although he was old, but the old man's eyes did not deteriorate too much.

He slammed his mouth, and on his slightly vicissitudes of life, he couldn't see any emotion, but he kept looking at his eyes, as if he was looking for something. At this moment, I am afraid that the entire village of the former villagers has gathered in that small house.

Although the village is not very large, if each family is combined, it is also a large number of people, and if they are all gathered together, it will make the inside of the house tightly blocked. At the same time, it also made Old Man Zhang unable to figure out what the common goal of being surrounded by them was.

And after some searching, Old Man Zhang never found the man he had met that day among them. So, what exactly is that man and the thing that follows the man?

But now, Old Man Zhang naturally understands that even if he wants to break his head, I'm afraid he won't be able to get any useful answers. Shaking his head, he reluctantly retracted his heart, and Old Man Zhang had to stare at the inside of the house.

I don't know how long the living corpses will last, but anyway, I'm afraid there's something in that house. Judging from some of the outlines seen here, this house is indeed an altar-like existence, but I don't know what it means.

But no matter what, all Old Man Zhang can do now is wait. It was only when the living bodies left the house that he was able to look deep for something inside the house.

Although those living corpses didn't seem to be harmful, Old Man Zhang didn't dare to gamble, after all, the price of gambling was too great. The time was gradually approaching noon, and Old Man Zhang rubbed his eyes to make himself sober.

The successive exhaustion obviously made him a little unbearable, if it weren't for the oppression of the living corpse, I'm afraid that Old Man Zhang would be able to fall asleep in an instant.

Waiting, as if it never ended, made the old man gradually become more and more tired. Fortunately, the never-ending wait, after the complete arrival of noon, finally slowly ushered in the end.

Hiss!

Old man Zhang took a deep breath and stared nervously at all the movements of the living corpses in the house, and at the same time hid his body more hidden, so as not to be noticed by the passing living corpses. But fortunately, although the living corpses left from different places in twos and threes, not many passed by here.

It also made him feel a little more at ease, and at this time, through some gaps, he could finally see what was surrounded by living corpses. At this moment, what appeared in Old Man Zhang's eyes could be seen through some details, it seemed to be a puppet.

Inexplicably, Old Man Zhang remembered the diary found in the warehouse, what is the connection between this?

After a while, the surroundings slowly and completely quieted down, and there was no longer any living corpse around. However, even so, Old Man Zhang still waited for a while before groping his way out of that corner.

The surrounding environment also returned to its previous appearance again, and there was nothing strange to see, but this point was quickly completely forgotten by Old Man Zhang. He looked over to the side of the house again, and at this moment, the door was closed by the living corpses again, and the old man Zhang could only hope that the door was not locked.

After staying for a while, Old Man Zhang came back to his senses, and after glancing around vigilantly, he stepped out and walked over there. The distance of less than fifty meters soon led him to the door, and there seemed to be some footprints left on the dry and depressed ground.

But most importantly, what's up here?