After the serious and terrifying threats were uttered, the villagers lowered their heads and hesitantly dispersed, not daring to show off in front of the fierce little fairy in front of them. After they left, Shangguan Shiliu looked at Lin Xiaolu with contempt.
"You are so cowardly."
Lin Xiaolu:......
"I'm not a coward. You don't even know how many people I've killed. I'm afraid of myself when I'm fierce. No matter the old man, woman, or child, I won't let anyone go!"
"Okay." Shangguan Shiliu nuzzled at a little country boy sitting on the far bank of the river.
"Here, there is a child over there. You go pick off his head and give it to me. I will play it as a ball."
Lin Xiaolu:...Σ(ŎдŎ|||)
Lin Xiaolu choked for a long time, then blushed and retorted loudly: "I will go if you ask me to. That would be too shameful for me, so I won't go."
"Tch~" Shangguan Shiliu rolled her eyes arrogantly, not bothering to deal with this tough-talking guy, and turned back to the house with her arms folded.
Lin Xiaolu also angrily continued to step on his horse, comforting himself in his heart while doing so. He was a murderous child who had no feelings. The reason why he was unwilling to do anything was just because he was afraid that blood would be splashed on his body and it would be difficult to wash off.
At chen shi, after the horse step was completed, Xiaolu had breakfast with everyone, and then went out of the village to eliminate zombies at the instructions of the village chief.
Before setting off, Xiaolu accidentally glanced at the river not far from the village chief's house, and found that the little boy had not left yet, and was still sitting alone by the river, with his back to him.
He was slightly confused and didn't think about it any more.
The sky at this time was still pitch black, giving people a very depressing feeling. Lin Xiaolu, who was wearing a Taoist robe, was holding a handsome duck, Wu Gu was wearing a white monk's robe, Shangguan Pomegranate was quirky, and Jiang was calm and collected. Ning walked out of the village together, crossed the trench, and headed into the darkness.
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"Why is it so dark here? I can't see the road clearly."
"Little Deer Donor, this little monk doesn't know much about this either."
"Don't look at me, I don't know."
"Not sure."
"Handsome Duck, aren't you an old duck who has lived for more than two hundred years? Come and tell us why the sky is dark here."
"Brother, can you change my name? The old duck sounds like he is scolding a duck."
"That's what I'm going to call, old duck, old duck, old duck..."
In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, Lin Xiaolu held the handsome duck in one hand and stepped on a zombie under his feet. With a force, he directly crushed its head.
He was at the front of the team and had killed seven or eight zombies in a row, leaving Shangguan Shiliu without a chance to make a move.
Wugou followed behind them, clasping his hands together and reciting scriptures silently to save these miserable creatures.
"There are two possibilities."
The handsome duck sat in the boy's arms and said: "Either it's because some monks specially refined zombies and then arranged some kind of formation here, such as turning everyone in the village into zombies.
Either there was an extremely tragic injustice that happened here, and someone turned into a ghost after death, and the resentment turned into reality, and finally blocked the sun. "
"Which one is more likely?" Jiang Ning asked, carrying a black cloth bag.
"It's hard to say at the moment."
The well-informed and handsome handsome duck who looked like an old man continued to speak:
"This village is very strange. No one knows how zombies are formed. I asked the village chief yesterday and he didn't seem to know.
And if zombies are produced by natural factors, they will not make the sky dark. "
"Well, this village is indeed abnormal." Shangguan Shiliu thought of the villagers in the morning and agreed very much: "Those villagers are all weird. I have long wanted to kill them."
"Shuai Shuai Ya, are you saying that the zombies here are man-made? Aren't there other enemies?" Jiang Ning asked.
The handsome duck nodded: "That should be the case."
"If there are enemies, there will be enemies. Anyway, I am so awesome, whoever will kill me."
A few people walked and chatted, feeling relaxed and comfortable as if they were out for an autumn outing.
Not long after, another zombie jumped towards me. Lin Xiaolu, who was at the front of the team, without saying a word, performed a very skillful horizontal kick. Driven by extremely violent force, he kicked the zombie's head away with one kick.
Now that he has experience, he always hits zombies directly on the head, killing them with one hit.
Behind him, Wu Guo continued to recite sutras for the fallen zombies, while Lin Xiaolu put his arm on his shoulders and smiled:
"Wugou, our cooperation is becoming more and more tacit. From now on, we will do this. You are responsible for saving all sentient beings in the world, and I am responsible for eradicating the injustice in the world."
Wu Gu's face turned red when he heard this, and he nodded slightly.
"Xiao Lu, you are quite good at talking about words. Aren't you the one responsible for beating people, and Master Wu Gu is responsible for salvation? You actually said it so meaningfully." Jiang Ning and Shangguan Shiliu looked dumbfounded.
"Hehe." The young man exclaimed with silly joy: "I was very good at studying when I was a child. I was praised by the teachers in our school as the little Confucian sage of Emei."
As soon as he said this, the two girls shook their heads in disbelief, and even the handsome duck in his arms looked up at him.
"Brother, you have nothing to do with Ru, okay? Ru is not like you."
"Oh? What's that like?"
"Um...I can't say."
The morning passed quickly. As a few people went deeper into the darkness, fewer and fewer zombies appeared outside the village. When they couldn't find any zombies, they had no choice but to return to the village again.
Although the zombies were almost eliminated, the sky was still as black as ever. After some discussion, several young people decided to stay in the village for a while and observe.
At noon, the village chief entertained them warmly. Lin Xiaolu and Shuai Shuaiya ate and drank again. Their unreasonable appetite made the village chief, who was over fifty years old, burst into tears.
After eating and drinking, they dispersed. Wugou went back to his room and silently recited scriptures alone. Shangguan Shiliu said that he was going to take a nice nap.
Jiang Ning went to the courtyard to practice marksmanship, while Lin Xiaolu went for a run with Shuai Shuai Ya.
Now that the zombies have been eliminated, the villagers' faces have gradually returned to their former smiles, and everyone has temporarily returned to the peaceful days of the past.
Outside the village, Lin Xiaolu ran around the village over and over again, while Shuaishuai Duck struggled to follow behind. Its legs were even shorter than Lin Xiaolu's, and he was out of breath after following him. He barely ran for a while. After the circle, he couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed on the ground without moving.
"Brother, I won't run away. You can run away by yourself." Handsome Duck shouted with his beak flat.
"Then be careful. If you encounter a zombie, fly away."
"Know it."
The handsome duck shouted, and then looked at the young man who was gradually going away and complained helplessly:
"The duck can't fly as high as the zombies can jump, and the distance isn't very far. It's useless when encountering zombies."
After saying that, he got up, exhausted and paralyzed, and sat down in front of a poplar tree. He leaned against the back of the tree, holding his little wings and thinking: "If I accidentally encounter a zombie, what should I say to make him Are you too embarrassed not to bite me?
This guy is not within the Six Paths of Reincarnation, so it won’t work well no matter what, right? "
Outside the village, Lin Xiaolu ran for half an hour before stretching happily.
It feels so good, I haven’t run so comfortably in a long time.
When he couldn't finish running, he walked slowly along a stream to stretch his freshly exercised body. As he walked, he looked at the villagers who were resuming work in the fields.
It seemed that the reason for Shangguan Shiliu's harsh words in the morning was that the villagers working in the fields did not dare to look at him at all. They were all doing their own work with their heads on their backs. This made Lin Xiaolu feel a little bored. After walking around for a while, he felt that it was not interesting. After that, he was about to return to the village chief's house, but when he was about to turn around, he found a little boy sitting alone by the stream in front of him.
This child seems to have been sitting there this morning, right?
Lin Xiaolu felt something was wrong, so he walked forward suspiciously and shouted:
"Boy, which way are you from?"
