"Xiao Luo, has the medicine been cooked?" a middle-aged man's voice came in. [No pop-up novel website]
"That's all. Sit next to the stove." Su Xiaoluo's voice came from the inner room.
"Okay, I'm really happy to hear Old Man Yang say that you are already preparing the medicine. You know that since Uncle Guan left, our villages are helpless if there is any disease. Fortunately, you are here..." The old man said with a smile.
"Oh, I also want to thank Fu Da, who braved the heavy rain to collect the medicine introduction." Su Xiaoluo said.
"Oh, oh, I'm chatting with FuDa."
In the wooden house, there was an occasional spark crackling in the stove, and small sparks suddenly shot out, leaving a scorch mark on the wooden circle.
The old man who spoke was wearing a coir raincoat. He put the coir raincoat in a bamboo basket, revealing a well-maintained face, but his smile was full of wrinkles, making it easy for people to judge his age.
"Fu Da, you are really blessed with great fortune." The old man Xie Sang laughed and patted the shoulder of the thin young man with a dull face.
"Your scratching hurts me." The thin young man turned his head blankly and said in an emotionless tone.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you are also injured here." The old man Xie Sang sat in front of the thin young man and said with a smile.
The thin young man still sat there blankly, completely unresponsive to what Xie Sang said.
The old man Xie Sang sighed softly and asked Su Xiaoluo in the inner room: "Did he lose his memory or become a fool?"
"I don't know, it's stupid anyway." Su Xiaoluo replied.
"Amnesia is okay. It's most likely due to some kind of mental shock, or a severe head injury that is blocked. This still requires treatment. If you become a fool because of a severe injury, it will be difficult to recover." Xie Sang continued.
"The medicine is ready!" Su Xiaoluo came out carrying a dark pot of medicine.
Xie Sang took it, and Su Xiaoluo hurriedly reminded him to boil it. Only then did Xie Sang react and almost overturned the freshly fried medicine.
"How can such a big man take care of this village if he is so frivolous!" Su Xiaoluo scolded Xie Sang.
"Hehe, don't blame the village chief for not reminding you. You are not young anymore and you always live in the same room with this boy..."
"Send the medicine quickly!"
"Okay, okay."
As soon as Xie Sang left, Su Xiaoluo patted his sore shoulder tiredly.
She glanced at Zhang Xiaohou, who was sitting in front of the brazier like a wooden stake, and snorted when she saw that he ignored her.
Even after snorting a few times, Zhang Xiaohou sat there indifferently, which made her so angry that she stamped her feet again and simply turned her head away without even bothering to look at him.
"It's not good! It's not good!!!!"
"Hide quickly, hide quickly!!!"
At this moment, an aunt's panicked cry came from outside the house.
Su Xiaoluo hurriedly opened the window and saw Aunt Xie running towards the village in panic. She ran so fast that she fell down twice and fell into the muddy water.
"What's wrong, thank you!" Su Xiaoluo asked hurriedly.
"Undead, there are undead at the entrance of the village... The old man in the village was eaten alive..." Xie Dashen was obviously frightened to the point of incoherence, and his voice was trembling extremely.
"I'll go take a look..." Su Xiaoluo immediately put on his raincoat and stepped outside the house.
Zhang Xiaohou saw her running out and followed her without even thinking, fearing that something would happen to her.
The screams of some villagers came from the village, and a few timid ones crawled and fled deeper into the village...
Su Xiaoluo and Zhang Xiaohou ran straight to the entrance of the village, and were shocked to find that the road at the entrance of the village was red. Blood mixed with the rain and flowed into streams, dividing into countless streams and spreading outside the entrance of the village.
Several young and strong villagers were standing in the heavy rain holding hoes. They did not dare to approach the entrance of the village. They could only stare at the rotten corpse that was eating the old man at the entrance of the village...
"What's going on? Didn't the old man Shou Cun drink the water from Kunjing??" Su Xiaoluo turned pale after seeing this bloody scene.
"Of course I drank, but I don't know what's going on with this undead, but it will still attack us... It's probably a mutant undead!" said the trembling villager holding a hoe to protect himself.
"It must be cursed. Our Hua Village must be cursed! A week ago, Lao He died at the claws of the undead. Another person died three days ago. Today, in the evening, the entrance to the village was attacked. It won't take long. Large groups of undead will rush into the village and eat us... Curse, I just said you can't do that kind of thing, we are cursed!!" Another middle-aged villager said incoherently in fright.
The rotten corpse was extremely cruel. As if it was not satisfied after eating the old man's internal organs, it pounced on another young villager who was trying to drive it away.
The young villager's throat was bitten open without even swinging the ridiculous sickle, and thick blood spurted out. It was so shocking under the gray rain curtain! !
The villagers rely on special methods to protect themselves from the attacks of the undead. But once something happens, they can't even resist a rotting corpse!
"Run away!"
Several young and strong villagers were immediately frightened out of their wits and fled towards the village.
"Don't let it enter the village!" Su Xiaoluo wanted to shout to the villagers, but they were so frightened that they fled faster than anyone else.
Su Xiaoluo gritted his teeth and hurried towards the wall surrounded by wooden posts...
The rotten corpse has not completely entered the village. If the wooden stake gate at the entrance of the village is lowered, the crisis can be resolved. The wooden stakes are made of gray wood. The undead naturally do not like this kind of wood products and will stay away from the village. Far……
Su Xiaoluo ran towards the gate, but unexpectedly the rotten corpse stared at her with its green eyes.
The rotten corpse abandoned the young villager who had half-eaten it, and like a hungry wild dog, it rushed towards Su Xiaoluo like crazy.
"What are you doing? You don't want to live anymore!" an aunt screamed.
Su Xiaoluo turned her head and suddenly found the corpse rushing towards her. The speed was astonishingly fast, as if it had rushed in front of her in the blink of an eye.
"Fire!"
"burst!"
At the critical moment, a ball of flame broke through the dense rain on the muddy path and landed accurately on the carrion.
The flames exploded, blasting the rotting corpse away at once, causing its body to fester.
"How can you people deal with the undead? Leave quickly!" A young man with a sideways eyebrow shouted on the muddy village road.
When the villagers who ran away in panic saw the young man, it was like seeing the life-saving Buddha...
"Great, Hong Jun, you are in the village, you can be saved now!"
"Hong Jun, this rotten corpse is very ferocious. Why don't we wait until your father arrives and deal with it together?" Several villagers fled in a hurry and hid behind the young man named Hong Jun.
"Hmph, I can deal with a rotting corpse by myself." The young man named Hong Jun had a hint of arrogance on his face!
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