Secretary Tang obviously turned into a zombie. His corpse transformation process was much faster than the one in the twins, and I don't know if it was because his corpse was relatively intact.

In the woods, there was a rustling sound in all directions.

Secretary Tang didn't move, but I was left with more sweat. The wound on my shoulder was painful, and I glanced at it, and it was a strange green color. This made me even more panicked.

I'm not dead yet, but who knows what this injury will do to me?

This broken game doesn't have a health bar, and there is no sign of poisoning.

I took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

In this case, all I can do is stay calm.

Secretary Tang stared at me motionlessly.

The voices in the woods drew closer, revealing several figures.

I saw Ding's father and Ding's mother, and I also saw the daughter-in-law and children of Second Uncle Zhao and the Zhang family. These people also looked like zombies, their eyes glowing green, and they stared at me.

It seemed that they saw that everyone had arrived, and they pounced at the same time.

These people are a little worse than the zombies in the twins, and they can only be said to have the agility of normal people. And when these people died, they were either middle-aged or still children, and if they were agile, it really wasn't enough.

I kicked Secretary Tang away, knocked Ding's mother to the ground with another punch, and dodged the attacks of Ding's father and Second Uncle Zhao. I kept walking around the grave bag, and when I saw a broken branch on the ground, I quickly picked it up, and when the stick was pulled open, Ding's father chased after me. Second Uncle Zhao rushed in front of me, and I quickly withdrew my hand, and the branch was across my chest.

Click!

This branch is not an iron rod, it broke after beating Ding's father and being hit by Second Uncle Zhao.

I also took a few steps backwards because of the impact, and stumbled directly on top of the tomb.

Secretary Tang jumped up from behind me, his sharp nails piercing at my face.

I rolled over and rolled off the grave bag.

On the red soil of the tomb, there is a touch of bright red.

It was the blood on my shoulder that rubbed against me when I was rolling.

The blood was quickly absorbed by the soil, so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Secretary Tang, who was lying on the grave bag, was about to get up, and a huge palm suddenly broke out of the grave bag under him, buckling Secretary Tang's head. Like a strong man pinching a watermelon, Secretary Tang's head was shattered into several petals, blood and brains flew wildly, and some flowed down that hand into the grave bag.

My face was also splashed with brains, cold and sticky, but it couldn't make any waves in my mood. I stared at the grave bag.

The zombies who were still besieging me just now stopped their movements and watched as the headless corpse of Secretary Tang, who should have been counted as their companion, slipped from the grave bag to the ground. They were shivering.

The giant palm grabbed a little of Secretary Tang's skull, continued to stretch up, the whole arm stretched out, bent it, pressed it on the surface of the grave bag, and pressed it hard, crushing Secretary Tang's head case and the grave bag into pieces.

The grave bag is loose and cracked, and the shoulders, head, and body are ...... A two-meter-tall giant man stood up from inside the burial bag.

Half of his skull seemed to have been cut off by some sharp weapon, leaving behind a blood-red head, his eyes were the same red, his facial features were deep, he should have foreign blood, and he was wearing a strange leather coat and a spotted animal skin, which looked wild and wild.

The zombies are prostrate on the ground, and they can't give birth to any resistance.

I held my breath and moved slowly.

This...... It should be the final boss, right?

The final boss of Redhead Village, the origin of these zombies......

I swallowed involuntarily, and suddenly I felt that things had fallen into a kind of deadlock with no solution.

I can't beat the zombies, this red-headed one definitely can, but he doesn't seem to be on my side, but the ultimate boss I'm going to solve. My previous game choices seem to have been made wrong.

But at that time, the two brothers obviously drove me to the mountain. Secretary Tang's wife turned into a zombie and killed the young girl, which is a very clear hint - there is a problem with this mountain, and the dead will become corpses because of this mountain, because only Secretary Tang's wife is buried on the hill. The two brothers, who were burned down on this mountain and became zombies, and those buried elsewhere became ghosts, which is also a clue. They killed people, grabbed people's bodies, and they still had clues.

The tomb bag and the giant man all proved that my reasoning was correct.

What props are missing?

Or is it ......

Ding's mother's question, I chose the wrong one?

My head was a mess.

But there's no time for me to think about it right now.

The giant man stepped on the grave bag and came out, and when his feet hit the ground, the whole mountain seemed to tremble.

All of a sudden, I felt like I had been pricked by a needle, jumped up and turned around and ran.

I don't know what to do other than run.

I had a heart, and when I ran, I chose the place where the daughter-in-law of the Zhang family was lying and stepped over her. I hadn't run a few steps before I heard the crunch of bones breaking behind me. My scalp was numb, and I didn't dare to look back, so I ran to the other side of the mountain with all my might.

It was obviously not possible to go back to Hongtou Village, I had to go over the mountain.

I don't know if running out is considered a dungeon.

I thought about the "game" behind all this, which was aimed at killing. Maybe there is no ending to clear the game in this dungeon.

My heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to explode.

Boom!

I kicked something, and I lost my balance and fell to the ground.

Looking back, I saw that it was a stake that was exposed to the earth, and it looked like it was still bronze, with strange patterns carved on it.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I looked up at the giant man who had easily chased after me about two meters in a step, and swooped down on the side of the stake, holding the protruding part with both hands, and exerting the strength to feed.

When the giant man came to me, I leaned back and fell to the ground by inertia, holding the pulled stake in my hand. A cursory sweep shows that it is almost more than a meter long, and the whole body is painted with that kind of pattern.

The giant man lifted his giant foot and stepped on me.

It was too close for me to use a stake more than a meter long to deal with him, so I had to dodge first. And my quickest and quickest way to dodge is to roll.

This roll, get out of the problem.

The hill had a slope, and I didn't control the roll, so I just rolled and kept rolling, and I was dizzy, and my head and limbs kept knocking things, until my back hit a tree, and then I stopped.

I felt a sweetness in my throat, and as soon as I opened my mouth, blood spit out.

I've never been so embarrassed in my life.

The giant man had already chased after him.

I gritted my teeth and got up from the ground, looked at the stake in my arms, and pointed my point at the giant man. The injured shoulder is so paralyzed that I can't lift it, I don't know how powerful this pile is, but if I want to escape, I have no chance, so I can only bet that I can kill this giant man with one hand now.

When the giant man rampaged without hesitation, my heart was cold.

This stake, it seems, has no deterrent effect on it.

Am I using the wrong one?

Shouldn't you pull it out?

And it just so happened that I happened to trip over it at that time?

I remembered "game" again. It controls what's in the dungeon.

The giant man had already rushed over, and was about to touch the tip of the stake.

My mind was full of all kinds of conjectures, and at the last moment, I saw the figure behind the giant man, the stake in his hand fell to the ground, I stretched out my hand, against the giant man's chest, and was pressed against his big palm on the head, breaking the branch behind me, almost pressing directly into the dirt.