"Where did they go?" the village chief asked.
"It seems that he went to the east end of the village. I don't know why he didn't leave the village."
The village chief frowned and said, "Take care of the zombies here first, and then we'll go find those people."
Anyway, we all fell out yesterday, so no one is afraid of anyone.
"Village Chief, the Zhao family said they would be buried today." The villagers whispered in the village chief's ear.
The village chief looked up at the sun and said coldly: "Tell them to open the coffin and let the sun dry it before burying it. Otherwise, don't bury it and send it to the Buddhist hall."
The messenger immediately went to find the Zhao family.
The village chief led people to repair the door here. It will be safe until the two doors are repaired.
The players headed towards the Zhao family at the east end of the village.
The Zhao family was busy again, and they were preparing to carry the coffin for burial.
Some villagers saw the player coming and stepped aside.
The player just stood aside and watched the Zhao family busy there.
When Mr. Zhao is buried, nothing will happen.
But this is a section of the road that makes players a little wary.
Song Qi found that not many villagers were seen today, and he didn't know where they were going. Now the old people and women in the village turned around when they saw them.
The Zhao family asked someone to carry the coffin, and they saw the players when they went out.
Mrs. Zhao's daughter was startled and looked at her brother.
"They were those foreigners. Why didn't the village chief kill them?"
The man was so focused on burying Mr. Zhao that he couldn't care about anything else.
"Don't worry about them. Let dad be buried in peace first, otherwise he will jump up and pretend to be dead again."
After hearing what her brother said, the woman quickly followed.
The coffin was lifted by four people, and Song Qi could hear a thud inside.
It seems that the person inside is indeed Mr. Zhao.
The player follows the group of mourners. The road from Zhao's house to the cemetery seems extremely long.
"Will there be any accidents?" Someone asked Wu Dongfeng Yun anxiously.
Wu Dongfengyun pursed his lips and said nothing.
The players moved forward half excited and half uneasy.
The village chief led people to repair the two doors over there, then came to see the situation of the Zhao family, and stopped by the east end of the village to find those outsiders.
Seeing the village chief coming with a group of people, the players were not polite and showed off their weapons.
The village chief held his crutch and said, "Don't act rashly yet."
The villagers were a little frightened when they saw those axes and knives. Most of the villagers were middle-aged men, and they might not be as strong as these young men.
The Zhao family members who were attending the funeral were also shocked, but now it was more important to bury their father, so they had no choice but to go to the cemetery.
Along the way, there was nothing but the sound of the suona playing.
Song Qi saw a few drops of cold sweat falling on the foreheads of the people carrying the coffin, and the sound of the suona drowned out the movement inside the coffin.
"Can this coffin hold up?" Mr. Zhao's daughter cried and looked at her brother.
"I've been nailed to death, I can definitely hold on."
"Did our dad really become like this because of what happened before he died?"
"Sister, stop talking nonsense. They will be buried immediately. After selling the house and dividing the money, let's leave this village as soon as possible."
The Zhao siblings nodded and sent Mr. Zhao on his way, crying all the way.
I don't know if it was their misunderstanding, but the noise inside the coffin was getting louder and louder.
Song Qi looked at the sun above his head. In broad daylight, there should be no zombies coming out.
(End of chapter)
