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"Don't, don't, don't." A young man was tightly tied to a wooden stake, his body, pasted with a dozen yellow rune papers, surrounded by wood, opposite him, surrounded by dozens of people, these people, he is very familiar with, there is his father, there is his younger brother, there are his childhood friends, and some, they are usually amiable elders, but at this time, they all showed strange smiles.

"Burn him, burn him, burn him." Many people were shouting like this, and in the crowd, there were more than a dozen people holding torches, and the flames on the torches danced in the wind, like a naughty boy, roaring at the young man, showing a hideous expression. Suddenly, a middle-aged man approached the wood around him, and this person was none other than his usually kind father. It's just that his face today doesn't have the kind expression he had in the past. "Die." His father said this, with a hideous expression on his face, and the torch in his hand broke away from his hand and ran towards the oiled wood. The fire on the torch cheered the moment it touched the wood.

"Don't, don't, help me......" Tears flowed from his eyes and fell to the ground, and the tears slowly slipped down after touching a small grass on the ground, and the grass slowly withered, maybe he couldn't bear to see such a scene. He was only eighteen years old, his life was just beginning, and his mind was full of fear in the face of this flame......

"Ah......" The young man suddenly opened his eyes, only to realize that it was just a dream. The boy sat up and looked at the dark world around him, trying to break free from the rope that was tied to his body. The pain made him cry out, this rope was sacrificed, not those ordinary ropes.

A pair of blood-red eyes were particularly obvious in the darkness, and the rope also emitted a faint golden light, for an ordinary person, if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't find the light.

There was a sound of "da-da" footsteps outside the door, and the footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the wooden house, "Dao Chief, do you have to burn him?" Outside the wooden house, the voice of the village chief came from the vicissitudes of life: "He is still a child, a good child." ”

"Of course it's going to burn." A person replied that this person was the Taoist priest who caught Xiao Fei: "He is a zombie now, although he has not completely become a zombie yet, but if he bites him, he may even become a zombie, and at that time, your village, this town, and even this county and this island may become a zombie world." The chief said undoubtedly: "Village chief, don't lose a big one because of a small one." ”

"Yes, village chief, if something really happens, we'll be finished." One person was afraid that the village chief would not be able to make up his mind, so he added fuel and vinegar: "It is said that after a person becomes a zombie, the first thing to bite is those familiar people, if he completely becomes a zombie, your grandson is afraid that he will not be able to escape, right?" ”

"Get out." The village chief scolded: "I don't want to see you, hurry up and get out of me." ”

"The village chief is so angry." A slightly chubby man walked over, followed by two, and the man said, "I don't dare to let anyone get out of the way." ”

"Hmph." The village chief glanced at the visitor, waved his sleeves, and turned around and left here with the very rough hands behind his back.

"Village chief, don't send it." The man laughed.

"It's really time for Secretary Ma to come, otherwise if the village chief doesn't let me burn, I really can't handle it." The Taoist priest said, "If you finish your work early, I can leave early." ”

"Yes, too." Secretary Na Ma said: "You two hurry up and take Xiaofei to the open space over there, there is a zombie in the village, and I feel uncomfortable thinking about it." The sooner it is solved, everyone can rest assured as soon as possible. ”

"Squeak-" The door of the wooden house was pushed open, several white beams shot in, and two "heavily armed" men walked up to Xiao Fei's side, and after one of them confessed his guilt, he and the other man picked up Xiao Fei and walked out the door. Xiao Fei lowered his head in a daze, he had already had one similar dream after another, and he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality. "What is a dream? Reality - What is it? Are they - what's the difference? Under the light of a flashlight, the two men took Xiaofei to an open space that had not been cleared out for a long time, perhaps it should not be called an open space, because there were many piles of wood here, or wood that had been poured with oil, and there were eight or nine men with torches, women and children who had fallen asleep under the pressure of their parents.

This night was exceptionally quiet, and the sound of the wind blowing the leaves and the sound of the fire burning could be heard very clearly.

"Dao Chief, get ready." A man in his forties glanced at Xiao Fei, who was tied to the cross, and whispered to the Taoist leader.

"It's kind of like the crucifixion." The chief looked at the cross and said in his heart: "However, you are my little Jinbao, this time you have helped me earn a lot, haha, and thank grandpa, I didn't expect that he really has some ability, these things are still useful after so many years." ”

"Dao Chief, get ready." The man saw that the Taoist priest was only smiling with a wisp of his beard, so he had to say it again.

"Oh...... Oh......" The Taoist smiled apologetically and said, "Arrange the timber as I said, I'll do it now." ”

Xiao Fei raised his head in confusion and looked around, there were people around him who were not usually familiar with him, and only that Secretary Ma was more familiar with him. "You liar, liar......" Xiao Fei suddenly shouted at the Taoist priest: "Zhang Hua, I want to kill you, I want to kill you, you big liar......" Xiao Fei wailed there.

Secretary Ma ran to the Taoist priest and whispered: "Daochang Zhang, without further ado, let's hurry up and get things done, so as not to have too many dreams at night." These are all the people I was looking for, and if the village chief changes his attention and brings someone here, we will ......."

The Taoist chief's surname is Zhang Minghua, his grandfather is a true Taoist, but he is a cheater, this time, he is also lucky, deceived Xiao Fei, plus the rope has passed for so many years, and the mana has not disappeared, so he caught Xiao Fei, "Secretary, you can rest assured, I am here, what are you afraid of." After speaking, Zhang Hua recited some incantations in his mouth that no one understood, whether it was true or not, perhaps, only he knew. Ignition. Zhang Hua said to a man with a torch next to him. The man glanced at Xiao Fei at this time, with blood-red eyes, four sharp fangs, and long claws, and no longer hesitated, and walked over directly. Perhaps out of fear, he didn't dare to get too close, and the torch came out of his hand and landed on the oiled wood.

Looking at the devil-like fire, Xiao Fei was scared, he was afraid of flames, he was afraid of death. At the age of 18, life has just begun, and in this world, he still has too much nostalgia and too much reluctance. Xiaofei really wanted to cry, like in a dream, he could cry, but he was a zombie, and he couldn't shed tears in his eyes for a long time. Except for the fact that he couldn't shed tears, the others seemed to be very similar to the dream, tied to the same cross, and there was not much difference between the surrounding and the dream. However, there is a big gap between the person on the other side and the dream, there is no father in the crowd, and there are no childhood playmates. Zhang Hua set up a table in front of the crowd, on which were the bells, peach wood swords, rune paper, etc., commonly used by Taoist priests, and a small wine glass, which was full of chicken blood. When everything was ready, the priest walked up and down the table, still reciting incantations that only he knew. He lit one rune after another and threw it into the air. "I'll remember you." The Taoist priest said in his heart.

The moon is in the sky, bright and gentle, the soft moonlight sets off a calm and peaceful night, the light of the moon falls on the trees, falling mottled black shadows, sporadic like broken strips hanging on the trees. At night, the evening breeze blows lightly, gently blowing the curtains, the bright moon in the starry sky is very dazzling, and the seemingly small stars are also inlaid beside it. At this moment, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and there was hardly any sound. Perhaps, this is the prayer of all beings.

......The croaking of frogs in the pond broke the tranquility of this world, and the cicadas on the trees actually chirped at this time, did they regard this as daytime, or were they dissatisfied with the world? Maybe no one knows......

Around Xiao Fei, a sea of fire was formed, and the crazy waves of fire were one after another, as if they wanted to swallow Xiao Fei. Smoke filled the sea beneath the fire, as if the thick clouds of May soaked in black smoke had fallen to the ground. Above it, it seems to stand a trembling, shaky Himalayan volcano. The earth also turned red, and even burst into flames. Suddenly, the flames were suppressed by a gust of wind and rushed towards the crowd......