As they spoke, the two of them walked towards the West Temple Slope together, and at this time, the east was already white, and it was about to dawn.

On the way back to Xisipo, the two passed by a mountain stream with streams, Wu Feng jumped into the water and washed it simply, after all, this look is a bit miserable, so go back like this, and I am a little embarrassed to see people, but the clothes are not changed, and the luggage is in the broken temple at the west end of Xisipo, so I can only make do with this set of clothes like a flower child.

After returning to Xisipo, the two went straight to the direction of the ancestral hall of Xisipo, and when they got there, they saw that there were several rows of corpses at the door of the ancestral hall, not to mention more than a hundred and ten, all covered with white cloths, and these corpses were killed by the flying zombie tonight.

There are still some torches on the wall outside the ancestral hall, which are blown by the wind and make a "poof" sound, and there are many people standing around the rows of corpses, all of them are young and middle-aged men, and the three lucky veterans are mixed in this group of people.

The three old men all held skull-piercing nails in their hands, and smashed the nails into the brains of the village names who were bitten to death by the flying zombies, while the young men carried the corpses to the door of the ancestral hall one by one from not far away.

It is worth mentioning that those young adults have a yellow paper talisman pasted on the door of their heads, and Wu Feng only glanced at it and knew that it was a talisman for zombies.

These talismans must have been painted by those three old Taoists, and the cinnabar traces on them are still very new.

The atmosphere seemed very solemn and lifeless, everyone was busy with their own affairs, only some faint sobs, echoing in the village, making people's mood inexplicably depressing.

The arrival of Wu Feng and Lao Liu Tou did not attract anyone's attention, because everyone was immersed in sadness, and everyone's faces were heavy, until the two of them walked to the side of the three old Taoists, they looked up at Wu Feng.

Of these three old Dao, there are two Wu Feng who are particularly familiar, one of them was sucked dry by himself with the Yin and Yang Eight Infinite Cleansing Sutra, like an eighty or ninety-year-old man, and the other is an old Dao who broke an arm when he fought with Fei Jian, and there is also an old Dao, some of whom are raw, and there are several cuts on their bodies that have been cut by the sword, and they have done a simple treatment, and this injury was cut by Wu Feng with the Seven Star Longyuan Sword before.

This old man should have been the least injured of the three of them, but at this moment it seemed that there was a new wound, this wound was on the eye, a blur of flesh and blood, and it seemed that he was blind in one eye.

"Two benefactors, you are finally back, just now there was a corpse mutation, and the three of us brothers joined forces to get rid of it, but the corpse that happened still scratched my Yunyang brother, blinded one eye, and finally survived by luck." The old man with only a broken arm said.

"Is there only one corpse that has undergone a corpse transformation? Did you hurt anyone else? Old Liu Tou hurriedly asked.

"No, this body was bitten by the first Fei Zombie, it took a long time to die, it was found in a small courtyard near Mrs. Li's house, fortunately it was found in time, we took it away, and it didn't hurt other villagers. Poor Dao also drew a talisman to restrain zombies for some villagers, and asked them to look everywhere for the corpses that were bitten to death by the flying zombies, and at this moment all these corpses were brought here, and they were all driven into the skull nails, and there would be no more corpse changes. The old man said politely.