The transparent barrier here in the village prevents them from going out, and the players have to go back to the courtyard.

When passing by the old man's house, the old man hurriedly carried the chair back to the house.

"What now?" The player sits in the courtyard in despair.

The Zhao family's white affair is not over yet, let alone one day.

When they came back, they didn't meet any villagers, and they were probably all worried about the zombies.

Although they had just said that the martial arts were not good in the Buddhist hall, they still looked at the silent martial arts storm.

Wu Dongfeng pulled the corners of his lips and did not reply immediately.

Song Qi moved his body, and he was a little uncomfortable staying there just now.

Lin Jiahui whispered: "These people are also embarrassed to find martial arts again." ”

Song Qi smiled, what can they be embarrassed about, as long as they can get out of the game, they just bow their heads to the martial arts, there is nothing they can't do.

Wu Dong Fengyun didn't speak, and everyone looked at him blankly.

After taking the score for a while, Wu Dongfeng said: "Wait for tomorrow, tomorrow is the seventh day, and it should be over." ”

Hearing him say this, everyone had no choice but to give up.

They didn't have the heart to cook anymore, so they took out the contents of their backpacks and ate a little.

Song Qi thought about it, he hadn't seen the old lady Zhao before, and he didn't know if he was still in the coffin of the Zhao family.

If Mrs. Zhao is not buried, this white matter will not be over.

"Don't you need to inquire about the situation of the Zhao family?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, someone immediately scolded him: "Where to inquire now?" The villagers wanted to kill us. ”

By the time the zombies are dealt with, they will definitely be next.

These people are really crazy, and they want to burn them alive in the Buddha hall.

It's also thanks to the fact that there is nothing to burn in the courtyard of the Buddha Hall, otherwise it would be difficult for them to escape.

"If Old Lady Zhao is not buried, we really can't get out of the village, if the Zhao family doesn't make a move tomorrow, then we will personally send Old Lady Zhao to the grave."

Wu Dongfeng calmly said the last way.

No one objected, because the game mission is just that.

They tossed around in the Buddha hall for most of the day, and it was getting dark.

I burned the grave bag last night, and there shouldn't be any zombies over there, but I don't know what happened to the Buddha Hall.

Now they don't want to go out of this courtyard to find other villagers, zombies can move freely after dark, and the villagers should all be on the side of the temple to prevent zombies from escaping.

Those zombies seemed to have been locked up in the Buddha hall for a long time, and when they got closer, they smelled the strong scent of threads on their clothes.

"Will there be any zombies coming over tonight?" Someone asked all the players what they had to say.

Wu Dongfeng touched his chin and looked at Song Qi, "Do you think there will be zombies?" ”

Everyone looked at Song Qi again.

Song Qi's face froze, and he said slowly: "It depends on how the villagers handle it, but we still have to be prepared for the zombies to come." ”

That's the worst-case scenario, but they can't afford it.

Before dark, they went back to their rooms as usual and closed the door to rest.

As they had guessed, the village chief and those villagers were a little helpless against the zombies in the Buddha Hall at the moment.

The two doors of the Buddhist hall were damaged, and no one dared to go over to repair the doors inside, seeing that the sky was about to be completely dark, and the zombies could move freely, the village chief was also anxious.

He looked at the people who were repairing the outer gate, "When will it be okay?" It's getting dark. ”