The terrifying thought in my heart wrapped several people like weeds, and the fear was real, especially when the two figures were sniffing and approaching in their direction.

They trembled in the grass at the entrance of the village, and they wondered if the scream that pierced the night sky was caused by these two "people".

But they could feel the aura emanating from these two strangely acting people, violent, crazy, and a faint smell of blood, and this smell became stronger and stronger as these two people approached.

They only felt as if they were enveloped in a thick, rust-smelling liquid that flowed out of the direction of the two strange-moving men, spread down the ground, down their ankles, climbed onto their trouser legs, and spread over their bodies.

What to do?

Everyone's body is trembling uncontrollably, everyone wants to get as close to the person next to them as possible, the cold comes in a hurry, and the warmth exuded by the people around him is like a life-saving straw in despair.

It's just that being on the edge of a cliff and with an endless abyss under your feet, what role can a straw play?

Fear invaded the heart, dispelled all other senses, spread to their minds, and spread all over their bodies, and they stared at the two voices that were getting closer and closer, and the smell of blood in their noses became thicker and thicker.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps in the village, and a large number of people were walking towards the entrance of the village with torches.

The crowd is crowded, the figures are dense, and under the light of the fire, it also looks violent.

The two people who were gradually approaching, when they heard the voice behind them, the footsteps that were gradually approaching the six young people suddenly stopped, and the sound of gasping disappeared at this moment, and several young people watched as these two figures were within easy reach.

The distance between them at this time was only five or six steps, not only could they clearly see the appearance of the two people in front of them, but they could even feel that from these two people, no, they should be called monsters at this time, they could smell the gas with the smell of blood exhaled from the mouths of these two monsters.

It's sticky and thick, fishy and pungent, and people don't have the ability to think about anything else.

They wanted to escape, but they were stuck to the soles of their feet, and they wanted to move, but it was as if someone was holding down their shoulders from behind.

The fierce light revealed in the red eyes became the only light they saw in this dark night, the only light they could not forget.

It's not that there is no light in the darkness, the extreme darkness will become another light, a different color, the illusion in your heart, only when you get close, you can feel it, and the light that exudes is a fear that makes people more desperate.

"Who are you?"

The roar broke the silence in the village, and the villagers, who were still feeling a little depressed and irritable because they were woken up in the middle of the night, saw the two figures next to the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, and the door of the house at the entrance of the village was open, and the wooden door that should have been closed was gone, and the house was on fire.

Finally I realized that something was wrong.

This was shouted by a man, because the two people standing near the old locust tree were acting too strangely.

Their limbs were stiff, their clothes were tattered, and they could still be seen to be stained with blood in the light of the fire.

"This is the dog's house, why is his house on fire? Hurry up and put out the fire! ”

Everyone saw the bigger and bigger flames, and the house was completely burning at this moment, and when everyone saw this, their hearts were not good, but the village chief stood in front of everyone at this time.

"Stand still, don't go over!"

The old man's voice was very powerful, and his face under the light of the fire, although old, had an undoubted taste, and that kind of perseverance, with the voice, reached everyone's ears.

"Village chief, but?"

Everyone was puzzled, pointing to the dog's house, and really couldn't understand why the village chief didn't let everyone put out the fire.

"A person goes in and looks at the situation, now is not the time to deal with the dogs, there's a good chance they're dead, because..."

The village chief stared at the two figures standing near the old banyan tree, and two flames bloomed in his eyes, not knowing whether it was anger or ... It's just the reflection of the torch, but the village chief at this time can't see the old man at all.

Tense all over, clutching tightly in his hands the crutches that had accompanied him for several years.

"Because of what? Chief? ”

Someone accosted, they could see the village chief's nervousness, but they didn't know the reason, they followed the village chief's gaze, but only saw two figures who were slowly turning around.

"Because, the zombies are coming!"

The six words seem to be squeezed out of the old man's teeth, and everyone can feel that the old man's mood at the moment is complicated, with anger in fear and a kind of fearlessness in fear.

Yes, at this time, the village chief has been completely fearless, a person's life, many things can be experienced again and again, but life is only once, so many people are afraid of death, because if they die, they will lose everything they have.

Abandon everything, give up everything you know, and plunge into another completely unknown world.

Or, complete ashes.

The village chief is an age person, saying that half of his body is buried in the loess, it is not an exaggeration, people are usually afraid of death when they are old, but the village chief is not afraid at this time.

When he made the decision to stay in this village, he had already foreseen his death, and now it was only a matter of time or time, the only thing he didn't expect was that it was just a night, and it was just determined that there were zombies during the day, and as a result, these two guys who had died came to the village at night.

The village chief has determined that there will be no living people in the dog's house, and there are not a few opportunities in a person's life to be able to gamble with their lives, but the village chief only once, and he knows that he will definitely die tonight.

Life will end on this night, with most of the people of this village, with this village.

The rest of his life seemed to have returned to his body at this moment, and his mind carried power, making the old village chief feel that he was young again, and his body was full of strength, and he would fight for the village until the last moment.

Even death!

The villagers heard the words of the village chief, and watched the old man's body suddenly stand straight, and the crutches in his hand became the old man's weapon in battle, and everyone finally realized that the village chief may not be joking.

If the village chief is not joking, it means...

Everyone's eyes focused on the two strange figures next to the old banyan tree at the entrance of the village, and at this time they slowly sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Could it be said?

The villagers began to panic, they were at a loss, although they felt fear when they heard the legend of zombies at first, but they didn't take it too seriously, people can deceive many people, but the saddest deception is to deceive themselves.

For the sake of food, for the sake of life, the villagers chose to deceive themselves, looking forward to it, hoping that the zombie was just a joke made by the village chief to everyone.

They even thought that if they lived peacefully for a few days, then the village chief's troubles would become a talking point in the village, and the village chief, who indirectly killed four people, should also be replaced by a new person, after all, he was already old.

But now, the words of the village chief have come true, and a large part of the villagers are still deceiving themselves.

"How can it be a zombie? Aren't these just two people? ”

They wanted to liven up the atmosphere and laugh at the village chief, but as soon as the words came out, before the words fell, the two figures standing under the old banyan tree had already turned around.

"Roar!!

A low, hoarse voice echoed in everyone's ears at this moment, and the smell of that voice was called fear.

Under the scarlet eyes, the white fangs were particularly dazzling in the dark night, and under the light of the fire, the broken clothes of the two people were covered with large scarlet bloodstains.