The village chief's knife fell weakly to the ground, and the scene of returning to the house was still in front of his eyes. It was no longer his old mother, just a monster, a living dead living in the world, without thoughts, only instincts. When you are hungry, you want to eat, and you only want to eat, and you eat everything you see, and you bite it, and your mouth is full of blood.

Food, is the village chief's wife.

"Ahh I'm sorry for the whole village! ”

"Damn, cut Lao Tzu," the black-haired old man burst into foul language, not caring about his image as a Taoist, and shouted in pain, "Release the zombies and bite them to death!" ”

"Lao Tzu fought with you!" The village chief picked up the wood knife again, and was about to slash straight at the zombie.

Who knows, splitting on a zombie is like taking a rough and hard firewood. The village chief's red eyes widened, and he could only scold it: "What a brute! ”

The silver-haired old man sighed, "Dao Chief, let's go out quickly, this place is not suitable for a long time." He unscrewed one of the parts of the bell, and the bell fell apart, now just waiting for his accomplices to run out.

Jian Jue and Li Zhonglou chased after the zombies, the speed was very fast, and although the old man's reaction was one step slower, he still threw out the scattered bells.

Li Zhonglou kicked the old man in the abdomen, the old man squatted down in pain, Li Zhonglou received an elbow blow to his back, and the silver-haired old man was beaten to the ground, moaning and unable to get up again. Li Zhonglou's whole set of movements was clean and neat, and he didn't give any room for counterattack.

Jian Jue pinched the injured position of the black-haired old man's shoulder, and smiled cheaply: "What are you going to go, everyone's essence is to exorcise demons and exorcise evil spirits, why don't you stay and do something good?" After speaking, he swept his eyes and saw the black-haired old man grasping his pocket with one hand, so he pinched his shoulder hard, causing the black-haired old man to let go of his hands and get the key.

"Say, how do you cure this zombie? Otherwise, everyone will be bitten to death here! Anyway, we have a lot of strength, so when the zombies come, we will throw you over first. You're chewier than us, what if zombies like to bite hard? Jian Jue looked indifferent, staring coldly at the old man's reaction.

"Don't don't, just install the Evil Ghost Dao Soul Locking Bell! Let me go! Ouch! The black-haired old man didn't care if Jian was joking or not, he just didn't want to push people into a hurry.

"What the hell is the name? Isn't it just a soul bell for chasing corpses! Jian Jue was depressed when he heard them speak, and the old man was anxious, "You go and get it, otherwise you won't be able to control it!" Li Zhonglou saw that the village chief still wanted to fight with the zombie with a bayonet, so he had no choice but to pull the village chief away and hang a string of rune paper around the village chief's neck, so that the zombies could not get close to him. He told the village chief not to move.

And Li Zhonglou began to drag the chains over and bolt them to a fixed stone table. The flashlight swept over, only to see a part of the bell on the side of the seat.

The original plan of the two old men was to bring the two in, put the zombies in, and close the door and leave by themselves. It's a pity that they didn't expect the village chief to come in and disrupt the plan and cut himself. For a while, both of them disrupted their original plans.

However, several parts of the bell fell to the ground, and due to inertia, they all bounced far away. Jian Jue also turned on the flashlight to find it, but the face of the oncoming zombie turned white, screamed, and escaped with the old man.

"Brother Li, zombies can't be pinned!" Jian Jue was still shocked, almost crawling, climbing a few steps or standing up with his seat.

"Rest assured, it's damaged, and there's rune paper.... Li Zhonglou said this, but saw that the green liquid gradually emerging from the zombie's body began to soak through the rune paper, and the rune paper melted as if it were on fire. The more rune paper melts, the less bound the zombies will be. Li Zhonglou could only "lean" at a loss, he looked at this church, it was not big, and the two rows of seats were for the believers to sit and listen to the lectures. A table, a stone table, and beyond that, there was no other shelter.

The silver-haired old man shuddered and took out a dozen talismans, tremblingly took a few and posted them on the walls around him and on the back, "Old man has another talisman here, take it and surrender it!"

Jian Jue took a talisman, the drawing method and cinnabar are average, and he was about to ask, but he was bumped by the old man and held the hand holding the key. The old man is old, but his strength is not small, and the whole person is pressed up, and his bones are also stubborn. Jian Jue gritted her teeth in pain and shouted to let go. The village chief was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Li Zhonglou picking up the parts of the soul bell one by one and assembling them, Jian Jue was also scuffling with the old man, and when he saw the black-haired old man standing up in pain, the village chief's eyes suddenly lit up.

Li Zhonglou rang the soul bell, and when the zombie heard it, he froze in place. I don't know what the effect is, and then I exhaled a breath of turbid air from my mouth, jumped more than a meter high, and landed heavily in front of Li Zhonglou.

Li Zhonglou reacted very quickly, blocked it with a knife, and retreated again and again. He then rang the bell, trying to bring the zombie to one place.

The village chief grinned, and hit the black-haired old man on the back with the handle of the firewood knife in his hand, and the old man turned around in pain, almost speechless, and scolded with great effort: "If you are like this, the whole village will not survive!" ”

"None of them have to live!" The village chief repeated and shouted, "No one wants to live!" ”

The strength of the village chief was obviously greater than that of the two thin old men, and he was carried away by anger and remorse, and he was afraid of his own imprisonment after the incident.... At this moment, I left it all behind and just wanted to put an end to my mistakes. It was he who brought these two people here, and he resurrected the old mother privately, and he was afraid that the matter would expose that he was implicated and responded to the request of these two beasts, and sent the whole village into the ghost gate!

Later, I saw that these two old Taoists really had some evil magic, so they were naturally afraid of the abstinence. But when he saw his wife killed, at that moment, he really understood that changing his life against the sky does not exist, and what it should be is what it is.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, and the zombie crashed into the stone pillar in the room, shattering a piece and raising some smoke and dust. There were two lit flashlights scattered on the ground, which were picked up by Li Zhonglou, who was rolling over. "You can't cut it, you can't cut it with a peachwood sword." Li Zhonglou was holding a simple peachwood sword in his hand, which he temporarily changed on the road.

The village chief's teeth were clenched extremely tightly, and the bite was "squeaking". He pulled the silver-haired old man away, and with a hard push, he pushed it aside. Wielding a firewood knife to chop, the two old men had to run to the back of the church, but they didn't expect one to stumble and fall to the ground.

The village chief slashed at his feet, and with a single slash he cut out blood. Jian Jue came over to stop the village chief and hugged him from behind, "Run!" Brother Li, let's go! ”

Li Zhonglou dodged the zombie's pounce, saw Jian Du greeting, and hurriedly stepped over from the seat.

The three men rushed out of the church, and Jane decided to lock the door securely outside. It turned out that he was also stubborn and did not let the silver-haired old man snatch the key.

Soon there was a terrible cry in the church, which broke the silence like a sword in the silent night.

There are some small buildings, thatched houses, which are lit up one after another.

"Take the fire." Jian Jue gasped and said to the village chief.

When the village chief looked for firewood, there was no movement in the church. The door was plastered with talismans by Jian Jue and Li Zhonglou, and the two of them were guarding the door, and the three of them looked at each other speechlessly.

The fire burned very high and very high, and the flames scurried upwards and upwards one by one, like a fiery phoenix, dancing around the church. The fire did not abate at all, burning from the inside out. There was only a raging fire in the village chief's eyes, and slowly, it condensed into tears in the corners of his eyes.

He told them, "There are two puppet troupes in this village, one shadow puppet and one puppet puppet. For the sake of those two brutes, He Nai had to learn some side ways, which broke the rules of the ancestors. ”

"It's a band beating gongs and drums outside the house?" Jian Jue asked.

"It's... Originally, this village should have been developed, but now I have ruined it. The village chief stared intently at the burning fire, and strange to say, he felt quiet inside.

It was early in the morning, but the people of the village went out one by one to see the fire, to see the burned church. That nightmarish forbidden place, everything is over at this point. Those people's eyes were so hot that they couldn't open them, but like the village chief, with tears in their eyes, they had to open their eyes to see, because it was all over.

When the sky was bright, there was a rooster crow in the mountains.

Jian Jue and Li Zhonglou found the charred zombie corpse, which was still intact, glowing green and staring at cloudy eyes. The villagers found coffins and coffin nails, and Li Zhonglou himself took the lock corpse nail and nailed it to death at the zombie's three orifices, sprinkled with talisman water, and threw down willow branches.

The coffin was locked by several chains, each of which had a charm

There are a lot of funerals in the village, but everyone has a reassuring expression on their faces, sometimes watching the bodies of their relatives finally buried, and looking at the distant mountains with a hint of confusion.

During the day, there are more elderly people burning paper money at the entrance of the village. Jian decided to bury a few copper coins at some intersecting country intersections. It was reserved for the demons of hell, lest they would not work overtime to take away their souls. There are some roads that Jane can see, and many "people" are lost at intersections, and those who have no guide are destined to not be able to go out.

So every house in the village hung a bell for the wake outside.

Jian Jue and Li Zhonglou were walking in the village, and occasionally saw one or two children running out of the frenzy, carefree and clamoring to go to the mountain. However, the daughter of the family at the intersection still squatted alone at the intersection, clutching a ball of ashes-stained puppets in her hands. She staggered and hummed a lullaby as if she were putting the puppet to sleep.

When the little girl heard the bell of the vigil, she was so frightened that she left the puppet and ran away.

On the head of the puppet, there are still traces of corpse nails.

"Don't call the police?" Li Zhonglou and the others had gone a long way, and finally looked back at the village.

"Call the police? Catch the whole village? Jian Jue smiled sarcastically, he took a lot of photos before leaving, and he wanted to upload them to the dark web. Those two old men were afraid that they were torn apart by zombies, and they didn't see their corpses, so they reaped the consequences. ”

"Let's go, go to the neighboring village. Xiao Ran and the others are still in the neighboring village, and I told Xiao Ran that they were injured in the mountains, and don't tell what happened here, so as not to cause a sensation. Li Zhonglou seems to remember the rules of the dark web.