Chapter 582: The Living Dead
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Outer wall city area
The night is covered with mist and the lights of thousands of homes in the city. The lights are hazy and make people unable to see the night of the entire city.
The weather is getting colder and foggy is prone to winter. God knows whether the next heavy rain will turn into goose feathers and heavy snow. This will probably be more at ease for the residents of the entire city, because ice and snow will freeze the soil harder to a certain extent, and the undead will not easily crawl out and do whatever they want.
Most of this residential area is old houses, old communities, and occasionally a few high-rise buildings will stand out in this area.
Between the eaves, a slender figure is like a purple bat flying lightly at night. She is wearing a long purple windbreaker and is simply gliding between the eaves. No one who comes and goes on the streets finds her presence.
She stopped at the tiled house courtyard. This courtyard was not very big, but there were many people living inside, and they were the villagers who escaped from Hua Village.
Village chief Xie Sang sat on the stairs, smoking a very old-fashioned pipe.
The doctor girl Su Xiaoluo slowly walked to him and was staring at the old village chief with a pair of suspicious eyes.
"After my dad left the village and became a betrayer of his ancestors, you are the person I respect the most... But now, I have to doubt you!" Su Xiaoluo asked.
"Suspect me, why do you doubt me?" Village chief Xie Sang pretended to be confused.
On the eaves, Liu Ru originally wanted to come and see everyone's situation, but she happened to encounter this scene. When she heard Su Xiaoluo's questioning, her movement of jumping off the eaves suddenly stopped. Her slender body slowly fell into the darkness, leaving only her slightly shiny eyes in the darkness.
"I heard Gouzi say that he saw the people from Yangyang Village." Su Xiaoluo continued to ask.
"Dog is always crazy, he doesn't need to pay attention to his words." Xie Sang said.
"I heard something else, it was about the people of Yangyang Village... Don't you want to tell me where the people of Yangyang Village went?" Su Xiaoluo continued to ask.
"Girl, have you read the newspaper? In the Xianchi area, six villages in our Weiju Village have been destroyed inexplicably. You also saw the dead passing through the wood that protected us and attacking us... Maybe this is the case in Yangyang Village, so why do you ask me?" said the village chief Xie Sang.
"Yangyang Village disappeared very early, right?" Su Xiaoluo said.
"Xiao Luo..." Xie Sang sighed slightly.
"The people in our village have not disappeared. Look... I'm still standing here well?" A voice broke into here without warning.
At the center of the courtyard, there was an extra person wearing black clothes!
The man in black clothes was like a ghost. He slowly walked forward a few steps, but when he saw the village chief Xie Sang, he was so scared that he sat back and crawled. He couldn't help but laugh.
"Captain Xie, I'm not a ghost, why are you afraid of me to do?" said the man in black.
"You...why are you?" Xie Sangna's old face was already scared and pale, even more terrifying than seeing a ghost.
Su Xiaoluo turned his head and found that the person's face, which was covered by a black hat, looked very familiar.
"Who are you?" Su Xiaoluo asked.
"Fang Gu." Fang Gu swept off his hat and revealed his entire face.
While scanning the hat, Fang Gu took a special look at Zhang Xiaohou, who was stupid not far away, as if he was confirming something. Seeing that Zhang Xiaohou had no reaction, he returned to the village chief Xie Sang, with a gloomy smile and said with a terrifying smile: "Don't be afraid, I came here for one thing today, that is, I want to know which bastard killed my son? Tell me, maybe I will go out of the net."
"Your son, didn't your son die long ago?" Village chief Xie Sang was so scared that he kept trembling there, even his voice was shaking.
"It's that woman... it's that woman, the woman next to the fool's friend. I saw her claws grow longer, and then... it stabbed into Fang Liu's head!" Next to the yard, the crazy dog ran out suddenly, as if he was asking for a kowtow, and couldn't wait to tell what he knew.
"Gouzi, what you saw in Huacun was Fang Liu? But what you saw was not..." Su Xiaoluo asked.
"It's all from the same tribe. It's rare that everyone is here, so it's nothing to gather together. You wait a while, I'll call them all over..." Fang Gu suddenly laughed.
When he laughed, Fang Gu had already drawn a star map. It was a color like black blood. It was not a pure dark color of the shadow system, nor a surging and bright magical tone like fire system, but a dark blood color with evil nature and corruptness!
The black air spreads, with a strong smell of blood on it. The dark blood-colored magic star map is more like a certain pattern used by priests. After the thorough drawing is completed, blood suddenly appears, and resentment is unrestrained!!
The black gas of death suddenly filled the entire courtyard, and the center of the courtyard where Fang Gu originally only appeared one figure after another in the black gas.
No one knew where they appeared, crawled out like ghosts, or came from the dimensional space like summoning magic, or simply Fang Gu opened the door to hell and pulled them out directly...
These people look lifelike, except that they are pale and bloody and cracked, they are no different from normal people.
In the small house in the courtyard, Fang Youmiao walked out when he heard the movement, but the moment he stepped out, he suddenly found that the "people" he was familiar with were all in the courtyard. They had almost no changes from their appearance when they left the village. This made Fang Youmiao excited and wanted to go up and hug these villagers like their relatives...
"Don't go over!!!" Su Xiaoluo suddenly shouted.
Fang Youmiao stopped. He stared at Su Xiaoluo blankly, not understanding why she was yelling at him. Yangyang Village had obviously moved to the ancient capital, but now he finally saw them. Shouldn't he be happy and shouldn't he be reunited with them?
"Don't you see that..." Su Xiaoluo's expression became extremely solemn, and his eyes were filled with a bit of fear and made him calm down, "They are all dead!"
They are all dead!
Fang Youmiao couldn't believe it when he heard this. When he looked at him carefully, he gradually became trembling with a cold!!
In the cold night, as long as you breathe a little while under the light bulb in the yard, it will immediately turn into white mist.
Su Xiaoluo breathed heavily and she exhaled white breath.
Village chief Xie Sang was so scared that he breathed even more quickly and messy, but white breath was still coming out.
The same is true for Zhang Xiaohou, who has lost his memory. The air that everyone breathes because of the cold weather turns white and visible...
But these strange people from the dozen or so villages in their yard may look lifelike, but none of them exhaled white breath. Even the strange black blood mist around them was passing through their mouths, noses, and ears, and they were simply nourished dead people!!
Chapter completed!