When the man in yellow ran a distance of twenty meters, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the dark woods behind him.

The speed was extremely fast, Zhang Yao didn't see it clearly at all, only to see the man in yellow let out a miserable scream, and was slammed into his body by a pair of hands like dry wood, and then slowly fell to the ground......

Only then did Zhang Yao react, and he saw the appearance of the black shadow clearly, it was really like on TV, wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty and wearing a flower feather...... It's just that it doesn't jump, but hangs on the ground, and at this time, the zombie is facing away from Zhang Yao, and it can't see the front......

This is the final form of the Flying Corpse: Zombie, which has been practicing for more than a hundred years, is omnipotent, and already has a demonic nature, and will take the initiative to attack humans!

Zhang Yao stood on the trunk of the tree, quietly observing the zombies below him who were less than twenty meters away from him.

At this time, the zombie suddenly turned its head to look at Zhang Yao, the skin on his face had long been rotten, his long sharp teeth were exposed, and his eyes emitted a faint green light.

Zhang Yao secretly screamed "not good" and hurriedly jumped off the tree trunk, just before he landed.

The zombie was like a black shadow again, reaching out and stabbing at the trunk of the tree where Zhang Yao had just stood.

With a "coax", the trunk and the body of the tree were all pierced by it.

After Zhang Yao landed, he hurriedly took a few steps back, and saw the tree that had become two sections, and he was glad in his heart......

Zhang Yao put his hand into the backpack behind him, took out the demon subduing sword, held the sword in front of his chest, and put it in a fighting posture......

After the zombie tore the tree open, it turned around and stabbed at Zhang Yao again, who could only resist with the Demon Sword.

There was another "coax", and the zombie's sharp nails with cold light pierced the demon sword, Zhang Yao was shocked in his heart, how could this power be so huge, and it was ...... Zhang Yao was knocked away by this huge force and fell to the ground fiercely.

A mouthful of blood spit out from Zhang Yao's mouth, this zombie cultivation had already reached the middle stage of skin training, but Zhang Yao had only just entered the skin training layer.

Although it may not sound like a big difference, in reality the difference is worlds apart.

Zhang Yao got up from the ground and wiped the blood from his mouth with his hands, he knew that he was not the opponent of this zombie, so he remembered the desire to escape.

I saw Zhang Yao gather all his aura in his legs and feet, turned around and ran backwards with all his strength, as fast as a cheetah. But he knew that in terms of speed and strength, this zombie was all above him.

But if you don't run, you will be 100% dead, and there is still a glimmer of hope when you run.

After running for about ten minutes, he turned around and looked behind him, and found that the zombie was not chasing him, so he let out a sigh of relief.

But he didn't stop and walked towards the village below......

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Yao had already walked for almost six hours at night, and the sky was gradually getting brighter, and it should be morning at this time.

Zhang Yao was standing at the gate of the village, which looked very backward and dilapidated, with huts made of mud and wooden planks.

After walking into the village, I found that the village is not very large, and it is estimated that there are only a dozen families.

"Little doll, you're not from this village, are you?" On the stone on the side of the road sat an old woman, with hair like snow, a withered yellow face, and she looked like she was **ten years old.

Zhang Yao stepped forward and said respectfully, "Hello old lady, I am indeed not from this village, I am just passing by here"

"Little baby, you won't come from the back mountain, will you?"

"Back Mountain? Are you talking about this mountain?" said Zhang Yao, pointing to the mountain behind him that had just come down

"Well, that's the back mountain"

"Oh, I'm from the back mountain," Zhang Yao said without concealment.

But these words surprised the old woman, "Little baby, are you really from the back mountain?" ”

"Yes," Zhang Yao was a little confused by the old woman's reaction

"Did you encounter something strange in the mountains? Like zombies, monsters or something? ”

Before Zhang Yao could open his mouth, the old woman said again, "You see I'm old and confused, you definitely haven't met it, or you wouldn't have come here alive."

Zhang Yao smiled bitterly: "Then do you know what happened on the mountain after this?" ”

The old woman took out a big pipe and lit a fire, "Little baby, do you want to hear the story?" ”

Zhang Yao hurriedly nodded, "Mmmm, I want to hear it!" ”

"Then you find a place to sit down, and the old man will tell you about it" The old woman took a cigarette, and Zhang Yao found a stone next to her and sat down.

"A long time ago, when I was still relatively young, there were quite a lot of people in this village, there were probably hundreds of households, and it was usually very lively, at that time, few people in this village would go to the back mountain, and there was a family in the village surnamed Lin The story wants to start from their family, the Lin family has a five-year-old baby, called Lin Erniu" said the old lady took another cigarette and continued to preach

"Until one day, Lin Erniu suddenly disappeared, which made the Lin family anxious, and searched all over the village and outside the village, but they couldn't find it, so the Lin family took a group of well-wishers in the village to the back mountain to look for it, and at that time, a group of people about sixty people went up the back mountain together, guess what happened later."

Zhang Yao shook his head, "I can't guess, you go on"

The old woman sighed, "In the end, only one person ran back to the village, and when that person returned to the village, he was already stupid, his whole body was convulsed, and he kept talking about zombies and monsters, and he died a few days later, and then there were people who went to the back mountain, but none of the people who went up came back alive"

After hearing these words, Zhang Yao asked, "Didn't the zombies or monsters on the mountain come down from the mountain or come to the village?" ”

"This has never happened before, so the people in the village only regard this as a legend, but still no one dares to go up the back mountain"

Zhang Yao suddenly thought of something, so he asked, "Is there a young man in his twenties in the village who wears yellow clothes?" ”

The old woman shook her head and said a little sadly, "The young dolls in the village have long left here, and now the rest are just some old people."

Zhang Yao was even more strange in his heart, if this is the case, then what did the man in yellow who was killed by zombies do?

So he stood up and looked at the mountain in the distance. Although the sun had risen at this time, Zhang Yao saw that on the top of the back mountain, it was extremely dark, and layers of black fog permeated the mountain......