The yard of JMNNNNNN Sun Wu's house is enclosed with a fence, and there is no wall, and the chicken pen is in the northwest corner of the yard.

In the chicken pen. One or twenty old hens were all dead, and the feathers were all on the ground, and the carcasses of the chickens were all covered with a bloody hole in their necks, and it looked as if they had been bitten alive by something.

Sun Wu's mother-in-law said while crying. Last night, she didn't hear any movement outside, and her big yellow dog didn't even squeak, but she got up early in the morning and opened the door of the hall, and saw that all her chickens were dead.

Hearing the words of Sun Wu's mother-in-law, I looked at the big yellow dog of Sun Wu's family who was hiding from the rain under the eaves of the hall. I don't know if it's cold or what, the big yellow dog huddled in a ball is shivering all the time.

According to my grandmother, dogs are extremely spiritual creatures, and they can see ghosts that ordinary people can't see. When a dog encounters a living person or a ghost. will scream more than to remind the owner to pay attention.

However, dogs are also sensitive to danger, and when they encounter something that they consider extremely dangerous. Dogs choose to silence in order to protect themselves.

Before, when Aunt Wang's family was possessed by Gu Zi and the mother-in-law of the Tiezhu family gave birth to a ghost baby, neither of them had a dog, and what Grandma said could not be confirmed. But it was the night when the babies cried. There was such a big movement, and none of the dogs in the entire small village of Purple Mountain barked, and they were all very quiet.

Pulling my eyes back from the big yellow dog of the Sun Wu family, I looked at the chicken pen of the Sun Wu family again.

It's been raining for the past few days, the ground is very wet, and the chicken coop is full of messy footsteps, and you can't tell anything from the footprints.

I noticed that there was a collapse in the fence around the chicken pen, as if it had been broken by someone. One or twenty old hens were bitten into bloody holes in their necks, but there was no chicken blood on the ground.

The onlookers at the door of Sun Wu's house talked one after another, saying that the reason why all the chickens in Sun Wu's chicken coop were bitten to death was most likely because there was no wall in his yard, which attracted weasels to bite his chickens to death.

I am noncommittal about the comments of the onlookers.

The weasel's scientific name is the weasel, which mainly feeds on rodents, and can follow the traces of rats in and out of rat holes to hunt and kill entire litters of rats. They also eat small birds and bird eggs, and hunt frogs, insects and fish along river banks and streams, and sometimes poultry.

In our place, it is very rare for weasels to come out at night to steal poultry, and even if it is really a weasel who comes to steal Sun Wu's chickens, they will only choose a few chickens at most to bite to death and take them away.

Just like all the chickens in Sun Wu's chicken pen were bitten to death and the corpses were thrown everywhere, I can't believe that it was done by the weasel.

But who would have done it if it wasn't the weasel? My gaze looked at the big yellow dog of the Sun Wu family again.

The big yellow dog of the Sun Wu family was bitten to death by the chickens in the chicken pen of the Sun Wu family last night but did not say a word, is it because the big yellow dog was very afraid of what he encountered last night?

I feel more and more that what happened to Sun Wu's family last night is weird, but I can't think of what happened.

In the past, I wouldn't have thought so much about watching the affairs of Sun Wu's family, I would only have a child's heart and make a few regrets for what happened to Sun Wu's family, but after experiencing the possession of Aunt Wang's family and the night cry of a hundred babies, I will always think a little more about what I see.

After watching at Sun Wu's house for a while, I went home with Luo Guotou.

When I got home, my grandmother was cleaning up the room, and I continued to carry the bamboo slips that my grandmother gave me, but I didn't mention the matter of Sun Wu's family to my grandmother.

I thought that the matter would pass like this, but in the early morning of the next day, our small village of Purple Mountain exploded again, and all the chickens in another chicken pen were bitten to death, just like the chickens in Sun Wu's chicken pen, the chickens were bitten to death but the corpses of the chickens were thrown everywhere.

I went to see it with Luo Guotou, and the situation of that house was similar to that of Sun Wu's family, the courtyard was not fenced, and the whole yard was just fenced.

This time, when I got home, I told my grandmother about it, and she took me to see the dead chickens in the chicken pen, and she frowned.

Grandma's expression made me chuckle when I saw it in my eyes. Private peasants were killed.

Am I right in my previous guess? Sun Wu's family and the chickens in this chicken pen were all bitten to death, wasn't it done by the weasels, nor did people do it?

"Shen Po, what the hell do you think this is going on?" When the onlookers saw the grandmother coming, they all came up to ask the grandmother.

"At night, the house is closed, remember to rest early." Grandma didn't answer the villager's question directly, but just gave a faint order.

Grandma's explanation, everyone on the lookers was silent, and they left one after another with a tacit understanding, including the mother-in-law who was crying and wiping away her tears.

"Grandma, I saw a corpse chaser outside the mountain a few days ago." Suddenly, I thought of the corpse chaser and the corpse they brought with Luo Guotou before, and I told Grandma Sù what I saw.

I don't know if what happened in the village has anything to do with them, but when I saw my grandmother's forehead wrinkled, the first thing I thought of was them.

"Corpse chaser? No wonder, Xiao Ran took her grandmother to look for it. My initiative to inform my grandmother seemed to sort out what was going on.

Hearing that my grandmother said that I was going to look for it, I immediately took my grandmother to the place where I saw the corpse chaser with Luo Guotou before.

It rained for several days in a row, making the road very muddy, and my grandmother and I had a hard time walking one foot deep and one foot shallow.

On the way, my grandmother told me that the chickens in the chicken pen had been bitten off their throats and drained their blood, and if my guess was correct, they were zombies.

Corpse? Vampire? My grandmother's words widened my eyes.

Zombies have only heard my grandmother mention them to me in the past few days, but zombies are around me? Do you want everything that has happened in the past few days to be so shocking?

When my grandmother and I got to the place where the corpse catchers lived outside the mountain, my grandmother pushed open the door of the temple, took me by the hand and walked straight in.

It was still the corpse chasers in Taoist robes who were whispering something in the room, and there were motionless corpses with yellow talismans attached to their foreheads in the middle.

When the corpse chasers saw my grandmother and I pushing the door in, they all looked at me and my grandmother with unfriendly eyes.

Seeing those pale corpses up close, and feeling the cold gaze of those corpse chasers, I shrank down and held my grandmother's hand tightly.

"The body is lost, why don't you look for it? Is it possible to wait for him to come back on his own? Grandma didn't seem to see the unfriendly gaze of those corpse chasers, and when she stood in the house, she opened her mouth in a cold voice.

"This? How do you know? Grandma's words stunned the corpse chasers, and one of them couldn't help but ask rhetorically when grandma's words landed.

The corpse chaser pronounced a rhetorical question, causing the other corpse chasers to stare at him, as if blaming him for not being able to hold his breath, which made the corpse chaser who pronounced the rhetorical question shrink his head, and instantly became dumb.

"It doesn't matter how I know, the important thing is that the zombies have reached the small mountain village of Purple Mountain. Say, how many bodies were lost? The reaction of these corpse chasers made Grandma's face even more unhappy, and her voice was already angry.

I admired and glanced at my grandmother, and I admired my grandmother's imposing questioning.

"A corpse. Dare to ask which sect is my mother-in-law? Grandma's two openings finally made the person who scared me and Luo Guotou that day stand up with a stern expression and clenched his fist at grandma.

"We are of the Yin Sect." Seeing the man clenching his fist at my grandmother, I was very proud to report the door.

Grandma listened to my words and looked at me reproachfully, and the corpse chasers immediately all got up and saluted Grandma with their fists respectfully.

I don't feel like I've said anything wrong, I was looked at by my grandmother, and I couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Several corpse chasers vented bitterness to their grandmother, saying that they couldn't rush away from the rain for days, and although the corpse was suppressed by a charm, the rainy weather was too heavy at night, and it was necessary to keep a close eye on the corpse so as not to regenerate branches.

The corpse that escaped, it was not that they didn't want to look for it, but because they really couldn't pull out the manpower, and the few of them were not corpse opponents who turned into zombies.

While he was talking, the rainy weather finally cleared up, and the sun shone on the earth.

Looking at the sky, grandma was silent for a while, and told the few corpse chasers to hurry early when the weather was clear, and she would help deal with the zombie matter, so that a few corpse chasers were not allowed to reveal our identities.

The corpse chasers listened to Grandma's words, and said many words of gratitude, promising not to mention to anyone else that they had seen us.

When I went back to the village with my grandmother, on the way, my grandmother told me that in the future, we must remember not to mention our sect in front of outsiders at will, and that we must not have the heart of harming others and the heart of guarding against others. There have always been a lot of grievances between sects, which are far from being understandable and bearable at my age.

After listening to my grandmother's words, the little grievances in my heart were gone, and I began to ask my grandmother to tell me about zombies. I've heard my grandmother mention zombies before, but that's just a moment.

Grandma told me as she walked, and zombies were roughly divided into three classes.

One is the walking corpse, which is the unconscious body, the lowest zombie, which relies on its own instinct to act.14 There is also a conscious zombie, they have the same intelligence as humans, and can judge their actions.14 And there is the drought, which is the most powerful zombie, and this zombie is extremely powerful.

Zombies have stiff limbs, their heads are not lowered, their eyes are not slanted, their legs are not separated, and their corpses do not decompose.

Under normal circumstances, zombies can only come out at night, and Feng Shui zombies belong to yin, the most yin thing. And light belongs to yang, the thing that is yang. Yin and yang are incompatible. Some zombies can also come out during the day, and that is the Maoshan Warlock who casts a light protection spell on the zombies.

According to the situation before the corpse was lost, the number of days it was lost, and the danger caused by the corpse chaser, what appeared in the small mountain village of Purple Mountain was the walking corpse among the zombies.

"Grandma, that zombie likes to drink chicken blood?" I couldn't help but shiver when I thought that my grandmother said that the chickens in the chicken pens of the two families in the village had been bitten by zombies and their throats had been sucked dry in the past two days.

"No, zombies like to drink human blood the most." My question made Grandma laugh softly.

Human blood? Thinking of the terrifying picture of zombies biting people's throats and sucking up human blood, I couldn't help but shrink, and my little hands were cold and pulled my grandmother's hand tightly to hurry.