The words of the village chief are like a thousand pounds of boulder, which suddenly falls into the lake, and the calm lake surface has been smashed into pieces in the blink of an eye, and the splashes are like the current mood of the villagers, ups and downs in the air, and fluttering everywhere with the wind.

And then it kept falling.

Emotions are contagious, and at some point, emotions can spread much more quickly than diseases.

The words like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, at this moment, completely shattered all the luck, all the doubts, and all the puzzles of the villagers, together with their hearts that had been calm for a long time.

"Zombies!"

This word usually only appears in some legends, but now it really appears in front of their eyes, and at this moment everyone's face shows a blank look.

This kind of legendary thing suddenly appeared, fear and dazed at the same time, but more of them were really puzzled, they didn't know why this legendary terrifying monster would appear so suddenly in their small mountain village.

The villagers were just stunned for a moment, and then they rushed to the village chief, the only person in front of them who knew the situation was the village chief, and this person who knew the situation was their only savior now.

"Village Chief!"

"Village Chief, what should we do?"

"Village Chief, are there really zombies?"

"You're saying those people were killed by zombies?"

"Did the old man turn into a zombie?"

"Was that middle-aged man killed by a zombie?"

... ...

The villagers had a lot of questions, and the gossip suddenly turned this mountain village, which was very quiet just now, into a noisy place like a downtown area.

The old locust tree at the entrance of the village has become an obstacle for everyone, they want to cross over from here, they want to get close to the village chief, but the old tree has become an obstacle in front of everyone, hindering those people, they can only stand behind everyone, on tiptoe, stretching their necks, wanting to see what the village chief will say.

Death was just around the corner, and although half of the people didn't see the deaths of those people, after the stories of the few people who had returned to the village before, everyone already knew that the death of these four people was similar to that of the middle-aged man before.

Now that the village chief said this, everyone acquiesced, the middle-aged man, like the four people on the mountain, was bitten to death by zombies.

They don't know why such a terrible thing suddenly appeared in the village, death is just around the corner, and they want to avoid it, but there is no way, no chance.

Maybe one of them will die next.

There had never been a time when death was so close to them, so close that someone might die in front of them in the next second.

Panic, so that all the villagers have forgotten to entangle the few people who have died, those who have died, that is not as important as the living people anyway, even if it is a few of their family members, they are all looking at the village chief, looking forward to the village chief can give everyone a solution to the current situation.

While they were panicking, they also had some doubts in their hearts, they didn't know how the village chief concluded that those people had died from the jaws of zombies.

"Alas"

The old man let out a long sigh, his expression more or less lonely.

The old man did not speak immediately, but raised his head, looked at the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, crossed the top of everyone's heads, and glanced at the village where he had lived for a long time.

"You don't have to doubt it, it's really a zombie, I was a little suspicious when I saw that middle-aged man earlier."

"Everyone may have seen the middle-aged man's death, but his death is not the same as the one who died last night, he just looked like he was bitten by some wild beast, and then he was covered in black blue, his face was bruised, and fangs began to grow in his mouth."

"I didn't dare to say this at the time, and I hope I was wrong, because the man looked relatively long before he put it in the coffin."

"But..."The old man paused slightly, and then continued: "Seeing the corpses of the pillars that have just died, I am now very sure that there is indeed a zombie in the village, and this zombie is none other than the one who died a few days ago. ”

"It's not that his body is lost, but that he turned into a zombie and ran out of the coffin by himself..."

The village chief's words made the hearts of everyone in the village tremble constantly, they didn't expect things to take such a turn, they originally felt pity and pity for the old man's lost body, but now all that was left was fear and anger.

They never imagined that a few days ago, they were all over the mountains looking for the old man's body, but in the blink of an eye, this lonely old man, who lost his body after death, became the source of all this horror at this time.

Everyone didn't expect things to be like this, and the neighbor couple who had taken care of the old man for a long time also completely changed their faces at this time, and they didn't understand why this situation happened.

The lonely old man, logically speaking, should have been taken care of by a lot of people in the village, but now...

"So, what should we do?"

A man struggled for a long time, and found that after the village chief finished saying that sentence, he fell into silence, and everyone was waiting for the village chief's next words, but the village chief seemed to have finished all the words, just standing there, looking at the old locust tree at the entrance of the village in a daze.

Everyone didn't understand why the village chief still had the heart to pay attention to the old locust tree at this time.

And the man's words can be regarded as telling everyone's voices, which is a matter of concern to everyone.

"Let's get out of here."

A few words, as if exhausting all the strength of the village chief, the old man's shoulders collapsed at this moment, as if a big mountain on it suddenly pressed down, crushing the old man's backbone, and he could no longer bear such a force.

What to do?

Leave?

Are you really leaving?

The people at that time, especially the people in the village, were watching the sky to eat, relying on their own efforts, digging from the field, and finally getting a good home, a field that was finally made, and a place where generations of people lived.

Is this really going to be the way to leave?

There are not only their fields, but also their houses, and their ancestral graves.

Is it really that easy to get out of a place?

If they leave there, how should they live in the future, and where should they live?

What exactly should they do?

Staying here to face the threat of zombies, but leaving, the family has nothing to live in, this is summer, and it is about to be autumn, at this time it is the most difficult time for every family, not to mention that there is not much food left in the family, even if it is left, then leaving here now, it will not be able to support the family to live for another year.

If you leave, you will directly lose a year's harvest, which is a very huge income for these farmers, and how should they live in a new place?

At that time, there was no going to the city to work, and even if they did, how could these croppers who had spent their lives digging in the fields for half their lives have the ability to find a job?

Maybe if they leave here, it won't be long before they become a beggar on the street.

I can't eat enough, I can't wear warm clothes, and I don't even have a fixed place to live...

They don't dare to imagine whether that kind of life is a little better than death, the future is at a loss, and there is a crisis behind them, and death is forcing everyone to make a choice.

Is it to leave, or is it here waiting for a possible death at any moment?

The village chief stopped talking, quietly stared at everyone, at this time he had already finished what he should have said, such a thing, it is not at all that he, the village chief, can do the master, he is the village chief, but he can't decide the fate of everyone in this village, he can hide it, but he can't take everyone to death.

Zombies are synonymous with death in the eyes of people like them who have experienced and seen them.

And to flee or to stay, this is everyone's choice, and he respects everyone's choice, even if it may cost them their lives.