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In the village, only Zhou Lizheng's house is still lit.

Under the lamp, Zhou Li was fidgeting, his butt had just touched the chair, and then he stood up again, rubbing his hands together and pacing back and forth.

His eyelids kept jumping, as if something bad was about to happen.

"I can't wait any longer, I can't hide this matter, so let's go......"

He made up his mind and was about to instruct the housekeeper when he heard a loud "bang" outside, which frightened him, and the cup of tea he had just held in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, the cup was not broken, and the tea flowed to the ground.

"Master, master, no!"

The housekeeper came in a panic.

Zhou Lizheng calmed down slightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Is it that Ngawang is making trouble again?"

The butler nodded like a peck.

Zhou Lizheng suddenly felt at ease, and said angrily: "This guy doesn't know what to do, and he dares to make trouble again and again, and he can't be spared this time." ”

He gritted his teeth, his eyes swept over the murderous intent, and he wanted to be ruthless and simply make Ah Wang count.

The butler said, "Not only Ngawang, but also the officers and soldiers. ”

"What!"

Zhou Lizheng was shocked: "How is it possible?"

Ngawang has only been walking for half an hour, how can he find the officers and soldiers to come, Gaotian Township is almost ten miles away from the county seat. Besides, the gate of the county seat of Jing County was closed at night, and even if Awang rushed to the city, it was not easy to ask for the door to be opened.

"Sir. What should I do?"

The housekeeper has no owner, and his eyes are dumbfounded.

Zhou Lizheng asked in a low voice, "How many people?"

"I don't dare to open the door, I can't see clearly, there should be four or five people listening to the movement. ”

Zhou Lizheng's eyes lit up: Fortunately, there are only so many people who have a chance. But it's no wonder that Jing County is as big as a palm. In addition to the two classes of officials, that is, a team of old and weak soldiers, although it is said that the newly appointed young county lord is well governed and vigorously recruits soldiers, but the results are not good.

As the saying goes, a good man should not be a soldier.

Under normal circumstances, there are people who want to be soldiers. Of course, compulsory military service is not the turn of Jing County. As a local county seat, the number of military establishments is very small. The levy of soldiers is all for the service of the above. Regular soldiers are rare, and they can only recruit private soldiers.

However, the cost of training private soldiers is huge, the cost is not generally high, and it is difficult to raise it on a large scale without a strong foundation.

Zhou Lizheng decided that there were not many people from Jing County, and he was hopeful. He is also a ruthless man, and he immediately became evil and fearful. If you don't do it, you don't stop it, and you ordered: "Tell Ah Da Ah Wu to prepare, copy the guys, open the door in a while, and enter one." Chop one. ”

The housekeeper was startled: "Master, this is a rebellion against the official, a big crime to destroy the door!"

Zhou Lizheng snorted coldly: "If you don't kill an official, it's also a capital crime." If you kill an official, you will have a way to live. We left overnight. ”

The housekeeper also knew that the matter was irreversible, so he hurried out to call someone to prepare.

Zhou Li was rummaging in the house, and soon took out a box, opened it, took out a long sword from it, pulled out the sheath, and was cold.

With a sword in his hand, he was bold and stepped out of the door.

There were more than a dozen people gathered in the courtyard, all of whom were strong men of the family, and among them there was a guardian of the courtyard, all of whom held torches in one hand and weapons in the other, with short blades, long knives, axes, and even hoes and forks.

After all, regular weapons are not so easy to obtain, and he is a small man, and he has raised these manpower, which is already considered powerful.

Zhou Lizheng didn't say much, his eyes swept away, and he listened to the crackling sound of the courtyard door, and it was estimated that if he didn't open the door again, the people outside would break in.

"Open the door!"

He commanded.

As soon as the deadbolt was opened, the two doors were slammed open, almost breaking the nose of the person who opened the door.

"Kill ......"

Zhou Li was tearing open his throat and shouting, but when he saw the person rushing in, it was as if someone had cut his throat and cut off all the sounds.

What kind of people rushed in, the crowd surged, and there were more than a dozen of them, all of them with big shoulders and round waists, as strong as oxen, with armor on their bodies, and spears in their hands, and the spear heads were cold, and the red tassels were scattered.

Isn't there only four or five people? Doesn't it mean that there are only a few servants, the old and the weak?

Is this really the courage of Jing County's soldiers? You can see the ghost.

In just an instant, Zhou Lizheng understood that the general trend had gone, his face was like ashes, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of despair.

......

The moon rises in the middle of the sky, and the light is sprinkled coldly. The wind blows, blowing the low groves, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

Under the moonlight, two people walked side by side, a Taoist priest and a scholar. They walked across the country road, across the stream, to the village where there were no lights.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the houses cast shadows and pulled long on the ground, with some distorted images, revealing hideousness.

There were no lights, no voices, and when the footsteps sounded on the village road, there was not even a single barking of dogs.

The whole village, dead silent, could not find the slightest life.

Beyond the village, the two men walked up the hillside and looked up to see the small temple of the land father.

The temple is still there, and the people are still there.

Densely kneeling in the open space in front of the temple, motionless. It's just that the bodies of these people look a little strange from behind.

The Taoist priest stopped abruptly, sniffed, and sighed: "The bloody qi here is much weaker, and there is not much left." ”

The scholar frowned: "People ran away?"

"If you don't run, are you waiting for us to kill? Damn, it's fast. ”

The Taoist priest's tone was whimsy.

The scholar asked, "Then these people ......?"

The Taoist priest shook his head: "They are no longer human, to be precise, they are not living people, nor are they dead." ”

This seems to be a contradiction, but the scholar understands what he means: the Shura Demon Sect is demagogic, and what it absorbs is not the idea of incense, but the blood and vitality of the believers. Some of these believers, mainly new believers with insufficient faith, will be completely harvested, and their flesh and blood, vitality, flesh and blood will all be devoured, and the last rest will be difficult to maintain even their human form.

And some devout believers, they will also be absorbed into the blood and vitality, but they will be transformed by the aura of Shura, and finally become the dead warriors of Shura, strong, strong, not afraid of pain, not afraid of life and death, without any independent consciousness, without any emotional fluctuations, which is equivalent to the "living dead".

Obviously, these villagers are not yet qualified to be reformed and become Shura Dead Soldiers. But that's fine, it's a relief.

The scholar stepped forward, and by the light of the stars and moon, he lifted up a kneeling man, and his eyes were a skeleton-like face covered in skin and bones, and no flesh and blood were gone.

He flipped another, and unsurprisingly, the same was true.

The Taoist priest said, "Don't look at it, all people are like this. ”

He walked over to the temple of the land prince to see if there were any traces left.

Airplanes!

The sudden eruption, a black light coldly erupted from the temple and struck the Taoist priest, and at the same time, in the kneeling crowd, a human figure that should have been dry bones jumped up, drawing a cold light, and slashed the unsuspecting scholar.

Here, in the dead silence, there is a deadly killing crisis lurking, just waiting for the Taoist scholar to trigger it. (To be continued.) )