There are only about 30 people in the village who are willing to leave, and more of them are young people.

Xie Sang couldn't help but sigh when he saw so many people staying in the village.

Su Xiaoluo was still trying to persuade him, but those people just urged them to leave quickly.

There was no other way, so more than 30 people had to carry their bags and set off for the ancient capital.

Mo Fan was secretly surprised when he walked out of the village that the people in the dangerous village should have their own gray garlic effect, such as the strong man. The battle was so fierce before and there were so many undead, but none of them attacked him who could not have any magic.

If this is the case, they should be very safe on the way to the ancient capital, so why do they look trembling when they leave the village or don’t leave the village?

"I said there is a curse in the village. You will die if you stay here. Hurry up and leave." said the young man named Gouzi.

"Dog, don't be nagging." Xie Sang scolded.

"If you leave the village, you will betray your ancestors. You will not live tonight. You will stay in the village honestly. We are blessed by the God of Well Water..." An old lady kept muttering before everyone left.

After this thought, a few people who were stubbornly stayed, so the number of people leaving decreased by a little.

Mo Fan could not make any judgment on this matter, and he didn't know whether it would be safe to stay in the village or to hide in the ancient capital was the perfect solution. He could not make a decision for the people in this village. All he could do was help Su Xiaoluo escort these people who were willing to leave the village to the ancient capital. After all, Su Xiaoluo was the savior of his brother.

A group of about thirty people formed a team and left the village. For Mo Fan, Liu Ru, Fang Youmiao and short men, they were returning the same way.

Meng'er and his two entourages did not stay in Huacun for too long. They were not interested in escorting at all, so they said goodbye early and left.

After Meng'e left, Mo Fan was still a little curious, not knowing what the three of them were looking for and doing in this chaotic land...

...

Originally, the day is short and the night is long, and coupled with cloudy weather, the dead energy is even more reckless.

The stronger the dead energy, the more undead spirits. If there is no food, the undead will need to swallow the dead energy to improve their own corpse shape. This is no different from those demons who try every means to advance to become stronger creatures.

The villagers are in good physical strength and have walked a lot in one day.

Everyone is safe during the day, so they feel relaxed when walking, but after three o'clock in the afternoon, an inexplicable layer of haze enveloped the heart, and they became more and more anxious as time went by.

No one is sure whether they have grown up drinking well water and still have the protection of the God of Well Water, nor can they guarantee whether Zhang Xiaohou’s friend is reliable.

"Let's go this road and you won't pass Yangyang Village." Village chief Xie Sang said to the leader Mo Fan.

"Do you walk faster like this?" Mo Fan glanced at the map and found that if you walked in a straight line, you would pass through Yangyang Village no matter what.

"The terrain of this road is undulating and looks short on the map, but in fact it takes a lot of time. Believe me, I have been in this area a lot of activities." said village chief Xie Sang.

Mo Fan nodded and continued to move forward according to the instructions of the village chief Xie Sang.

...

As the night gradually arrived, the villagers obviously trusted the village chief Xie Sang and the mage Hong Jun, and unconsciously leaned towards them, almost hugging the two mages.

There was also a group of people around Su Xiaoluo. This girl was obviously very prestigious in the village. Everyone unconsciously chose to believe in the doctor's daughter Su Xiaoluo. Of course, the most important thing was the silly boy Su Xiaoluo picked up by him was amazingly powerful. The undead who attacked the village was destroyed by his two wind magics.

"Liu Ru, come to the back of the team to protect those children." Mo Fan said to Liu Ru.

Liu Ru nodded and told her: "Be careful yourself."

"First look at the situation. We have ash garlic and the villagers are protected by well water. If the undead do not attack us, we will hurry up and pass through it."

"clear."

The village chief said that the road was indeed smoother and much smoother.

However, the night has arrived, and some undead famine-like crys have already been heard not far away, which makes people feel distressed.

"I said to Brother Mo Fan, if we were attacked by the undead, we would not be able to protect so many people at all." The short man came to Mo Fan and said in a low voice.

Of course Mo Fan knew, so he could only pray that the so-called blessings of these villagers were not invalid.

"It seems... they didn't react to us." The short man glanced at the few undead who "wake up" early in the distance.

"Yeah." Mo Fan held his breath and concentrated.

Keep moving forward. Such a large group of people should be very angry and are more likely to provoke attacks from the undead. However, after walking about a kilometer, those undead have no reaction to their group of people, which shows that neither the ash garlic nor the villagers' well water protection has failed.

Seeing that the undead did not attack them as usual, the villagers were relieved and walked more calmly. Otherwise, every step he took would be like a needle on the soles of his feet.

"Strange, there is no problem with our well water god's blessing, but why were we attacked by so many undead that day?" Su Xiaoluo's face was full of doubts.

"Is it just those group of mutant undead? If that happens, it will be meaningless for us to move with such a lot of effort." Hong Jun said.

Wherever Su Xiaoluo is, Hong Jun is. This guy seems to have forgotten that he ran away alone when he encountered danger. Su Xiaoluo didn't think Hong Jun was bad before, but now he thinks this person is very annoying.

"Don't say such things, no matter how we arrive at the ancient capital, we are truly safe." Village chief Xie Sang was sure to move away.

Mo Fan, who was standing beside him, looked at the village chief Xie Sang and vaguely felt that the village chief was hiding something. After all, the village chief was the one who firmly abides by the rules of his ancestors.

...

After a stable night, all the undead had no response to such a large group of people. In addition, he breathed a sigh of relief. The last undead attack on the village was even more difficult to explain.

There was no threat at night. Even though the clouds in my heart were swept away at dawn, after a short rest, everyone continued to rush to return to the ancient capital as soon as possible.

"Brother Mo Fan, what do you think this is going on?" The short man pushed Mo Fan and said to Mo Fan in a low voice.

"How do I know? I don't know about this place." Mo Fan looked at the short man and found that the short man obviously had something to say, so he raised his eyebrows and continued, "Did you guess something?"

"Hehe, I'm going to tell you, I really know something, it's before I met Fang Youmiao..."
Chapter completed!