"Young man, where are you from?"

"We're from Cangyu Village."

Zheng Fan replied, Cangyu Village is a small village near Tianluo City.

"I don't know what Uncle is called?"

"Hehe, just call me Uncle Liu."

Uncle Liu glanced at Zheng Fan with a smile, and then looked away again, not daring to look directly.

There are countless zombies and humans who died in Zheng Fan's hands, and they have been in a high position for a long time, and they dare not obey their words, and the entire Tianluo City was once under his control.

Although he did not deliberately release any so-called momentum, the anger that was unintentionally revealed was not something that an ordinary person could contend with.

Zheng Fan also felt his nervousness: "Uncle Liu, you don't have to be afraid, I'm not a bad person, the two of us came here just to beg for food." ”

Zheng Fan tried his best to make a fairly peaceful smile, but Zhang Zihan on the side couldn't help but giggle.

Zheng Fan glared at her: "There is still strength to laugh, it seems that you are not hungry, you don't have to eat for a while." ”

"Hmph, you starve me to death!"

Zhang Zihan pouted and didn't speak, like an angry child.

Zheng Fan also didn't have a problem with her.

"Uncle Liu, are you alone at home?"

Entering the house, the small mud house was very deserted, with a stove, a table, a large ondol, and an old-fashioned television.

"Well, my wife died early, and my son went to work in the city and never came back."

When it comes to his family, Uncle Liu is a little silent, and his expression is a little back.

"I'm sorry to mention your sadness."

Zheng Fan apologized very sincerely.

"It's nothing, I'm used to it."

Uncle Liu waved his hand, came to the field (kitchen), took a big bowl, scooped 30,000 meters in a sack, put it in a pot, and then stuffed some firewood into the stove and began to make a fire to cook.

"I'll do this kind of rough work."

Zheng Fan is not a person who does not understand etiquette, he still knows the most basic virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, how can he eat other people's food and let people work?

Besides, this Uncle Liu is in his fifties.

Zheng Fan walked around the kitchen twice, but he didn't see any decent dishes, except for two sacks of rice, there were only three or five scattered yellowed green onions.

"Uncle Liu, when did zombies start to appear in our village?"

As soon as Uncle Liu heard the word zombie, his expression became resentful: "More than a month ago, Wang Erga, a fool in the village, became a zombie, with infinite strength, and he would spray a powerful jet of water. ”

"The villagers he killed were all turned into zombies, and that time, he killed a lot of people."

Zheng Fan nodded: "What about later?" Who destroyed Wang Erga? ”

Uncle Liu said: "On the day Wang Erga became a zombie, the villagers were about to leave the village collectively, but suddenly an old Taoist priest came. ”

"Old Taoist?" Zheng Fan asked, "How old are you?" ”

"That's right, it's the old Taoist, he looks like he should be at least seventy years old."

"Well, uncle, you go on."

Zheng Fan nodded, and said in his heart: "If you are over seventy years old, it shouldn't be Second Master Pi." ”

Speaking of the old way, Uncle Liu came to the spirit: "That Dao Chang is very good, he can really be described as a god and a man, he waved his hand so lightly, and a green charm was attached to Wang Erga's body." ”

As he spoke, Uncle Liu also gestured: "Just waved his hand, and then recited a spell, Wang Erga was lying on the ground and couldn't move." ”

"Green spells again?"

Zheng Fan frowned: "It seems that it is very likely to be in the same lineage, and the Taoist priest I met a few days ago has a similar method of killing zombies..."

Uncle Liu didn't pay attention to Zheng Fan's expression, and continued to take care of himself, his face full of fascination: "After the Taoist chief killed Wang Erga, he also killed all the zombies in the village, and then told us not to leave the village, and even the obstacles outside the village were arranged by him on our feet. ”

"The Taoist chief is very good, and he didn't ask for everyone's money, just ate a meal and left in a hurry."

"I can't imagine that these Taoist priests can really catch demons, but I never believed in these things before."

Zheng Fan said with a sigh that in the past, he really stayed away from these things and never dared to believe them.

Uncle Liu laughed and said, "What has been passed down by our ancestors for thousands of years, can it be groundless? I've never seen it with my own eyes, but I still believe these things exist. ”

"That's right, you can't always follow the crowd, a beer advertised at the beginning and said that drinking that thing can prolong life, but also treat foot odor, this kind of strange advertising will appear in the public's field of vision, confusing the public, but it's really ironic..."

Zheng Fan laughed, but Uncle Liu was stunned, and he didn't understand what he meant by this sentence.

"Uncle Liu, where did this rice come from? Is it distributed by the village, or is it? ”

Zheng Fan looked at the rice that was not much left, and couldn't help but growl in his stomach.

He hasn't eaten seriously for several days, and Rao is his copper skin and iron bones, and he is basically reaching the limit.

Uncle Liu said: "The food is grown in the village field, and then distributed according to the number of people and the amount of effort. ”

"Output? What kind of force? ”

Uncle Liu said: "The elderly over 60 years old don't have to do anything, the village will distribute food to them on time, and those under the age of 60 will either go to the fields to farm or go to the village entrance to defend against zombies." ”

"People like me, who have no children and no daughters, and have no power in the village, will be assigned to the entrance of the village in turn to defend against zombies."

Zheng Fan nodded, this is also a normal phenomenon, there is no ability and connections, and there is nothing to complain about if he is assigned a bad job.

"Don't the village chief, their relatives and children have to work?"

Zhang Zihan suddenly asked on the side: "If they don't have to work, it's a little unfair." ”

Uncle Liu shook his head: "You all need to work, and the village chief is still fairer, for example, his son will also be arranged to take turns to go to the village entrance to defend against zombies." ”

"That's pretty much it."

Zhang Zihan stroked his hair: "Uncle, do you have water to wash your hair?" I know water is precious, but don't all villages have wells? Water should be readily available. ”

Uncle Liu nodded, and took out a little water from the water tank and put it into the washbasin.

"Water is easy to obtain, but I don't have shampoo at home, so girl, you can make do with washing your hair with water."

"Okay."

Zhang Zihan nodded with a smile and went to the side to wash his hair.

"The meal is ready, come, let's eat."