"Squeak-"

Zhang Lin's shoes made an ugly sound when they stepped on the old wooden planks, and the smell of rotting wood was blowing from the clean and tidy cathedral to the dilapidated wooden house.

Frowning, Zhang Lin found that there was no one in Loretta's house, and the smashed tables and chairs were scattered on the ground, which could not have been caused by packing up things, but someone forcibly broke in.

It seems that something has happened during this time, it is estimated that Greilat and they are in trouble, and there are some commotion sounds from time to time outside.

Zhang Lin swept away the tables and chairs that stood in the way, pushed open the wooden door and walked out.

The undead settlement was a bit chaotic at the moment, and the sound of the bells and the black smoke rising from the walls of Lothric had made the villagers a little anxious.

As soon as Zhang Lin went out, he saw some villagers kneeling around a big tree, muttering prayers that no one could understand.

Some villagers were shouting that the flames would die and that the world would be plunged into darkness, and then they tore down some of the wooden planks from abandoned houses and piled them up as if they were going to be used as bonfires.

Zhang Lin began to look around for Grerat's traces, and finally found them near the entrance of the village.

The thief was holding a dagger in front of Loretta, surrounded by a group of villagers armed with pitchforks or large knives under a tree.

"Do you have to arrest Loretta? She's not dead yet! Grerath roared angrily at the villagers.

"The old and frail person is the most likely to be found by the curse of the undead, she may have a hole in her body at any time, it is a matter of time before she becomes an undead, now that the flames are about to be extinguished, we must control them all first, otherwise how will we deal with these monsters in the dark." A guy who appears to be the leader shouts out why he is arresting.

The fence gate at the entrance of the village was also lowered at this moment, and after the knights who stayed here left, the villagers who felt abandoned took the initiative to close the village.

The villager in charge of reconnoissing the situation at the fence gate came over with a couple of dogs, "The knights have withdrawn to the city, the gate has been closed, and we have been abandoned. The dog he was holding was also enveloped in uneasy emotions and barked wildly.

"Take your dogs away, they're too noisy," the leading villager frowned a little displeased before looking at Greillat, "As you can see, the knights in the city don't care about us anymore, and we only have to protect ourselves, so we need to eliminate all unstable factors in advance." ”

What the leading villager said didn't look like an uneducated villager at all, but before Zhang Lin could make a move, a middle-aged man with a layer of gray-white linen clothes on his chain mail and a simple sun painted on his clothes pushed through the crowd and walked over.

"Enough, Tartara! What are you doing with these people," the comer's tone was very stern, and many of the villagers gathered here subconsciously shrank back, "There are enough troubles now, aren't you still messy enough, have you dealt with the living corpses!?" Don't you all scatter for me! ”

The words of the comer were obviously very effective, and the villagers who had been instigated to come over carried the pitchforks one by two and gradually dispersed.

The villager with the dog pulled the sack of clothes he dragged to the ground with one hand and the dog leash with the other, "Go back, go back to the nest!" ”

The effects of the weakening flames were also evident in the village, where their bodies became taller and thinner, and their backs looked like moving firewood.

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, the villager in the lead threw down a sentence of lack of confidence: "Just let me give you a face." He turned around and left.

"Thanks to you, Uncle Arnold." Greillard bowed respectfully, "Otherwise, I don't know what to do." ”

"It's nothing, even if I don't show up, your friend is probably going to do it, but if you can solve it with words, try not to do it." Arnold smiled, and immediately looked at Zhang Lin, who was walking slowly.

Only then did Greillard notice Zhang Lin, and hurriedly greeted, "My lord, you're back." ”

Zhang Lin nodded, "I'm sorry, I almost came back late." ”

"If you want me to say, Uncle Arnold, you shouldn't come forward and ask Master Zhang Lin to give those guys a little color." Guerrillat thought of the fierce and vicious appearance of the villagers who had been incited just now, and patted his chest with palpitations.

The old man Loretta, who had been protected by him, coughed twice, stretched out his cane and knocked on the thief's head, "Do you want to be as ignorant as those people, they are also too nervous, no wonder they are." ”

Grerath clutched his head and screamed, "You stupid woman, you're all like this and you say good things for them." ”

Zhang Lin walked up to the person who was called Uncle Arnold by the thief, carefully looked at the other party's outfit, and asked with some curiosity, "Are you from Astra?" ”

"You're not the first to ask me that," Arnold smiled heartily as if remembering something, "this armor of mine was indeed left by a Sun Knight from Astra, who led me on the right path to the Sun Faith......"

"So the real Sun Knight is a promiscuous guy like you?" Greillat's words interjected, "I really don't understand this inexplicable belief. ”

"Don't say a word, they just saved us." The old woman re-educated Grerath, so that he could only bow his head and mumble a few words, and did not dare to retort out loud.

"Looks like what's going on in the village, otherwise those villagers wouldn't be so easily provoked?" Zhang Lin sniffled, and could feel the smell of blood in the air that had not dissipated for a long time, knowing that the villagers had not yet started to kill living corpses like in the game, "They all looked nervous. ”

"You should have heard the bell ringing before, right?"

Of course, the bell has something to do with him. However, Zhang Lin didn't say much, just nodded.

"When the bell rings, it means that there is a problem or an accident in the fire ceremony," Arnold looked up at the high walls of the city of Lothric, "because the knights stationed there left, and after the bell rang, a group of living corpses rushed out of the house, and many villagers lost their lives, and many undead people took advantage of the chaos to flee outside the village, so people are panicking now, fearing that a similar situation will happen again." ”

"Let's go, Loretta's house has been made uninhabitable by the villagers, go and sit with me first." Although what happened in the village made the Sun Believer a little worried, at least the situation was not completely out of control, but those who had the intention to incite him made him very concerned.

"Greelat, keep up, and help your old mother!"

The old woman was a little tired after teaching the thief a lesson, and Grellat heard Arnold's words and hurriedly helped Loretta to follow as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.