Walking into the village, the village paths were in a mess, with destroyed wooden houses, scattered haystacks, and some brown blood stains...
It was obvious that there was an attack here, but why was there no one there?
"Oh, I'm dying of thirst. I hope this well isn't dirty anymore." The short man saw a well in the center of the village, so he immediately ran over.
Poking his head down, what the short man saw was a dark well. Just when he was thinking about how to bring the water up, a face suddenly came out from the well and almost touched the short man's face. Together.
Both faces were frightened. The short man sat back and fell down, and a heavy "pop" sound came from the well!
Everyone turned around and knew there was someone in the well when they saw the short man's appearance.
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After fishing out the man who fell into the well, the wet young man breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that they were all alive.
"Are you Hong Jun?" The strong man recognized this young man and hurriedly approached him.
"You are...oh, you are a seedling from the next village!" Hong Jun recognized the strong man.
"What happened to the village? Why is there no one there? Do you know where all the people from Yangyang Village have gone?" Fang Miaomiao, a strong man, said.
"I don't know where the people in your village are going, but I have to go down and say hello to everyone first. If we don't come out for air, everyone will be suffocated." Hong Jun said.
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It was a small well, but there were hundreds of villagers crawling out of it one by one. This made Mo Fan a little dumbfounded. How deep does this well have to be to hold so many people?
The villagers climbed out one by one and gathered in the well area. They did not dare to leave this area easily to other parts of the village.
At the end, when a man and a woman climbed out of the well at the same time, Mo Fan's eyes widened and he stared at the man.
Mo Fan originally thought that he would come over to her immediately, but he just followed the girl and walked past him. He was indifferent to himself standing here, like a stranger.
Mo Fan was stunned before he could recover from the surprise. He grabbed Zhang Xiaohou before he could get far.
"You...what are you doing?" It was Su Xiaoluo who spoke. She glared at the outsider who suddenly attacked Zhang Xiaohou.
"You don't recognize me?" Mo Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohou in shock.
Zhang Xiaohou also looked at Mo Fan, his eyes full of confusion.
"Do you know him??" Su Xiaoluo felt happy and hurriedly said to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan opened his mouth, glanced at Zhang Xiaohou, who was still looking dull, and then glanced at the girl next to him, Su Xiaoluo, who had a strange reaction. Could it be the legendary amnesia? ? ?
The person in front of him was clearly Zhang Xiaohou. Even though he was now as thin as a monkey, Mo Fan could recognize him just by looking at the hair on his legs.
Looking at Zhang Xiaohou who didn't recognize him at all, even though this guy seemed to have really lost his memory, Mo Fan still grabbed him and gave him a strong hug.
"It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not fucking dead!" Mo Fan patted him and took a deep breath.
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The morning light was still dimmed by the clouds, and when it fell on the village, it was also dim.
The rain has stopped, but the clouds have not dispersed. It accumulates all day long above this salty pond.
"Fu Da...oh no, Zhang Xiaohou, I thought you were going to be a fool in your life, and someone will come to pick you up." Su Xiaoluo said with a bright smile on his face.
"I won't leave." Zhang Xiaohou said to Su Xiaoluo hurriedly, as if he was afraid of losing something.
"How can that be done? Your friend said that you are a soldier and he will take you back for treatment. Maybe your amnesia will be cured?" Su Xiaoluo said.
"I..." How should Zhang Xiaohou express what he wanted to say in his heart? He just stared at Su Xiaoluo like that.
Mo Fan stood aside and could easily see that Zhang Xiaohou, who had lost his memory, seemed to be very dependent on this girl.
but. Thinking about it, so many injuries on Zhang Xiaohou's body have condensed into scars, and there is a long scar from the back of his head to the area close to his cheek. His survival is all due to his luck and he met Su Xiaoluo, a medical woman.
"There's nothing we can't do. We decided to move to the ancient capital while the sky is still bright..." Hong Jun came over and said to Zhang Xiaohou and Su Xiaoluo.
"Do you want to leave the village?" Su Xiaoluo raised his head and asked.
"Yes, the village is no longer safe. If we stay here any longer, all of us will die here." Hong Jun said.
As Hong Jun pointed in another direction, the village chief Xie Sang was already mobilizing people in the village to pack their bags.
"I also think it would be better for you to leave this place of wrongdoing as soon as possible." Mo Fan nodded.
"Okay. Zhang Xiaohou, let's go together." Su Xiaoluo laughed.
Zhang Xiaohou nodded vigorously, and it could be seen that he had turned into Su Xiaoluo's follower. He would go wherever she went.
Mo Fan looked at Zhang Xiaohou's pig-like appearance and shook his head helplessly.
I have worked so hard to come here to find you, but here you are picking up girls!
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People in the village have different opinions. Some stubborn people are determined not to go anywhere. They would rather hide in a well to survive this crisis than go outside the village.
In their view, leaving the village might lead to a quicker death.
The village chief Xie Sangde wanted to migrate, so he could only organize those who were willing to leave the village.
However, not as many people were really willing to leave the village as expected, and the vast majority chose to stay.
"The village is like this, are you still here waiting to die??" Su Xiaoluo shouted angrily to the old stubborns in the village.
"Yes, let's go together. If you stay in the village, you will only be killed by the undead. We have lost our protection." The young man named Gouzi said.
"We have decided." A middle-aged man sat down next to the well.
"It's only two or three days' journey from here to the ancient capital. We have to stay out for two nights, which is to die." said an aunt.
"Zhang Xiaohou's friends will escort us to the ancient capital. As long as we reach the outer city wall, we will be safe." Su Xiaoluo continued to persuade.
"How can a few young kids deal with those things outside? We won't leave anyway!"
"It's getting late. If you want to leave, hurry up and hit the road. The longer you delay, the more danger you will face..." said an old man.
Su Xiaoluo bit her lip, not knowing what to do for a moment.
You will definitely die if you stay here. The undead don't care whether everyone drinks the well water or the gray wooden piles. Even if they hide in the well cellar, it is just a temporary solution and there is no way to save their lives.
"Since it is their decision, there is no use in persuading them. Those who are leaving must gather at the entrance of the village. We will set off in ten minutes. Remember to bring the gray garlic with you!" Village Chief Xie Sang said decisively. (To be continued.)
