Chapter 147: Strange People in Troubled Times (3)
Tang Li secretly said in his heart: "Your name is Tang Tianling, the guardian of the human world in the future, Mr. Tianyi who has terrified countless demons and evil spirits. Although for the time being, it is still a god stick that uses reincarnation to clean up dead chickens. ”
"You know?" The little gentleman asked suspiciously.
"Ah, it's nothing, I'm distracted, what's your name, little sir!"
"My name is Tang Tianling." The little gentleman said, "You can just call me Tianling." ”
"Well, I'll call you Mr. Little." Tang Li secretly pondered that he had to grow up and be orderly!
"Girl, it's not early, you have to hurry tomorrow, you can rest."
"Hmm."
In the dark, Tang Li's eyes were open. Of course she couldn't sleep, there were a lot of messy things, first of all, where did she go to find Yuan Chu and Tian Ji? **There are three thousand infinite worlds, she doesn't even know how to get out of this world now, it's not difficult to go to the boundary of **, it's best to have someone to guide the way, you must know that in her situation, once she goes back, it will be impossible to enter ** again In other words, she can no longer save Su He and Lin Xi. Thinking of Lin Xi and Su He, Tang Li's heart was full of colic. She had a hunch that the two of them were still alive, and although the odds were low, I didn't want to give up, but I couldn't give up. Let's stay in this world for the time being, after all, if I can meet my grandfather, it can be regarded as a dream fulfillment, right? Whether it was a coincidence or a chance is still unknown. Maybe that's what the Heavenly Dao is telling me.
Tang Li turned his head sideways and glanced at the ugly young man sleeping on the table. Tang Li thought about his grandfather's appearance a million times, he was all white-bearded, fairy-winded, and bone-like, but he didn't expect that when he was a teenager, he was actually such a cute and cute Mr. Yin and Yang, smiling, and very talkative.
"I eat...... Two chicken legs ......" The little gentleman suddenly spoke vaguely in his dream.
Tang Carp pulled the corners of his mouth, no longer looked at Mr. Xiao, although the temple was broken, the cold wind, she was very familiar when she fell asleep, she didn't have any dreams, when she opened her eyes early the next morning, Mr. Xiao was no longer there, Tang Carp put on clothes, sleepy-eyed walked out of the broken temple, and saw Mr. Xiao practicing martial arts, although Tang Carp did not understand martial arts, but he could also see that his set of knife skills was very beautiful, and his body moved to see the foundation, Mr. Xiao saw Tang Carp wake up, so he put away the knife, and smiled stupidly: "Girl, you woke up"
"What kind of knife technique are you?" Tang Li asked.
"Family heirloom." The little gentleman laughed out a mouthful of white teeth: "You also know knives?" ”
Tang Li looked at it, reincarnation in his hand was a square-thick ring knife, weak and domineering together, very peculiar.
"I don't understand." Tang Li shook his head and said, "I'll just take a look."
The little gentleman nodded, and came over with a basin of water from a broken mud basin in the yard: "This is what I burned in the morning, you can freshen up"
Tang Li couldn't help but think: "I can't think of grandpa or the legendary warm man?" ”
The weather on this day was very sunny, the early morning sun hit the ground of the broken temple through the window, showing mottled shadows, the two ate the last dried steamed bun of Mr. Xiao, and walked towards the village.
"Girl, there is a willow tree and a fire kiln in front of the door! There will be disaster in this village! ”
"Yes, the whole village is dressed in linen and filial piety, can there be no disaster?"
Tang Li, Mr. Xiao stood next to the big willow tree at the entrance of the village, white lanterns were hung everywhere in the village, several women wearing linen and filial piety were crying, and every house was hung with peach wood swords, gossip mirrors, yellow paper charms and other evil spirit-repelling objects. The atmosphere throughout the village was bleak.
"What's going on, auntie." Mr. Xiao stopped an old lady dressed in linen and filial piety: "What happened?" ”
"What else is going on?" Before the old lady could finish speaking, her last note trembled: "Let's go quickly!" All the people here are going to die! Then she sat down on the ground and began to weep. Her crying caused the whole village to cry, whether it was a seven-foot boy or a drooping child, they all mourned and cried, like an ensemble of mourning songs, and they were very popular
"Don't cry!" I just heard a sound and drank it.
Tang Li was still thinking, who had such a loud voice, and found that the little gentleman standing next to him was gone, and when he looked up, the little gentleman was standing on a boulder and shouting to the village: "Everyone don't cry first, if there is anything to ask, let's figure it out together, I am a stranger, I can help you!" ”
The little gentleman stood on a piece of bluestone, dressed in rags, and shouted loudly over and over again.
Tang Li's head is full of black lines, according to his many years of experience in dealing with people, Tang Li's taboo in this industry is not too active, and not too pleasant, not speaking and waiting for someone to ask for it seems unfathomable, but obviously, her "grandfather" does not understand this.
The wavy crying was interrupted, and the villagers all looked at the little gentleman, and then whispered: "Whose child is this?" ”
"I don't know, what are children mixed with?"
"It doesn't look reliable!"
“……”
Later, I finally found out why.
There are zombies in the village.
Some people say that the newly dead little widow in the former village was killed and came to the village to ask for her life, some people say that it is the old lady of the old Zhang family, who was not buried properly after death, and became a zombie after death, and some people say that it was a passing merchant who fell into the water and drowned...... In short, there is everything to say.
The point is, the village is starting to die.
At the beginning, just when the children were playing, they found the "parts" of the dead, the village was small, and the funerals of all families were done together, obviously there was no funeral recently, but there were frequent "parts" in the village, a human finger appeared in the thick soup, the half arm of the wild dog in his mouth, and the child picked up a skull when he was scavenging, which did not cause panic among the villagers at that time. It's also a few dozen miles away.
What really caused everyone to panic was a child who herded sheep, went to the sheep on Queping Mountain in the morning, and did not come home very late, his parents panicked, searched all over the mountain, and later found a small corpse, only some flesh foam was left on the bones.
There are no wolves and tigers on this Qiping Mountain, and the only fierce beast is the flower-faced wolf (golden leopard) on the barren mountain next door, but it has not come out to harm people for many years. And the child's bones are lying there in vain, what's the matter?
At that time, the big guy didn't think about the zombies, but mainly wondered if there was some new scourge of beasts coming from the back mountain, and several hunters took out their shotguns and took turns guarding the village at night, but there were still more and more things about losing children.
There is a private school in the village, and the children of several villages around the village all play this private school to study, and the private school Mr. heard that there is a beast coming, so he specially got out of school early, and told the children to go home early, not to play too late, but there are still a few bear children, relying on the newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and run to the mountains to have fun.
According to the village chief's son Dahuan's recollection, they were chasing each other on the hillside at the time, when they suddenly saw a monster hitting the mountain and walking up slowly
There were five children, all four of whom were missing. The villagers all went up the mountain and searched the mountain with torches, but after searching for three whole days, there was nothing, until the third day, when they saw Dahuan huddled next to a deserted grave and was carried home by the villagers, there was only one breath left, and he was forced to live. When I woke up, I was demented, and with my hands behind my back, I knew that I was sitting with my waist straight. The village chief's family has been passed down for three generations, and it is such a single seedling, and the village chief's ninety-year-old mother is almost blind from crying. However, the remaining four children were not alive or dead.