The little demon corpse put away its wings, and her figure and I fell rapidly. When two or three meters away from the ground, the little demon corpse spread its wings, and a strong wind swept across the ground, and dust suddenly rose.

This is a small farmyard, but there is a foul smell, which is coming from the side. There are corpses of several fat pigs in the circle, which are rotten, and such heavy snow does not cover the foul smell of the rotten corpses. I think it is very strange. I simply took out two fire talismans to burn these corpses.

A lot of firewood was prepared in a room, and for us, the stove was not used, so only this firewood was available. Light the fire, use a stick to tie all the meat, and put it next to it to roast it. These are probably only enough for the little demon corpse to have a meal.

The meat was grilled with fragrance, and the little demon corpse could no longer wait.

I gave the little demon corpse a bunch of meat, and she was very happy to eat it. There was movement outside the door. When I looked back, I saw an old lady with disheveled hair. She looked thin and her eyes were disheveled. She probably hadn't eaten for several days. It didn't matter if the little demon corpse had eaten so much, so it didn't matter if she ate less.

So she cut the meat on a wooden stick a little thinner and baked it to her. She didn't eat it, but took it away. After passing by, two little boys climbed up on the wall, and they were all bald, looking at the barbecue beside the fire.

Now the little demon corpse was unwilling to do so, spread its wings and flew in front of them, revealing the ferocity of the demon corpse, which scared the two children to tears.

After a while, the crying disappeared. It seemed that he had run away.

I think there are other people in this village. After eating the little demon corpse, they go to rest.

I walked outside the yard and saw the bodies of two children. Their eyes were dug out, their chests were cut open, and the internal organs disappeared. I rushed back to the house angrily to teach the little demon corpse a lesson. Who knew she was pitiful and said that people were not killed by her. It was absolutely impossible for the little demon corpse to lie, so it could only be someone else.

I went out and inspected the traces around the corpse. There were no footprints except the two of them. When I turned around, the corpse disappeared. A demon corpse ran quickly with two corpses in his arms. He rushed into the snow and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I'm not surprised that there are demon corpses in this village, but there is something strange about the death of the child.

I might be able to find the indigenous people here to find out the situation. There is no problem with the little demon corpse staying here alone. I followed my footprints into a yard and found a cellar. After the cellar was opened, a strong and pungent smell surged in it.

A woman was cooking. Looking back, the cellar was terrible. Dozens of people, including the elderly and children, were crowded here.

The most strange thing is that they are all wearing ancient people's clothes. Under the swaying candlelight, I thought I had seen a ghost.

They were very scared to see me, and the middle-aged man held a feces and kitchen knife and blocked me.

I said, "You don't have to panic, I am also a human being, but I have become like this in a battle."

They were skeptical, and I said again: "The zombie demon corpse will not speak, you can trust me."

Only then did they put down the weapons in their hands, but they did not express too friendly.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

I said, "I'm going to a place and happened to pass by here."

Everyone sighed, "Another unlucky guy."

I said strangely, "What's going on? I think you look desperate."

An old man with gray hair had a straight waist, a pale face and a thin skin. He walked out with a crutch, "I am their head, that is, the village chief. If you have any questions, please ask me."

I said, "Old sir, why don't you leave here and go to the county town?"

In my opinion, the county town always has more resources than here. Even if it doesn’t work, large troops can move to other cities. Why are they hungry and frozen here?

The village chief sighed, "You don't know anything. You should be an outsider in your accent. This matter is a long story. Come and sit down and let's talk about it slowly."

I accompanied the village chief to walk in. Some dried meat here was hung on the rope for storage. Because there was no way to keep warm, the children and the elderly were shaking all over.

After sitting down, the village chief said, "We don't eat or drink much, so we won't entertain the tea. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, I never like tea."

The village chief explained: "We are not the indigenous people here. We originally lived in the mountains, isolated from the world, and lived a peaceful and peaceful life. We guarded a tomb for generations, but later the tomb was opened and the zombies in the tomb ran out. We had no choice but to come out to seek vitality. Seeing this small village, we planned to settle down here."

I understand this. After all, I have lived in the mountains for many years, and I feel uncomfortable when I suddenly enter the city, so I can adapt to it in the countryside.

"But when we came here, we found that there was no one in the village. All the houses were empty. What made us wonder most was that the crops here were still as usual, with rice cooked in the pot, and there was a banquet in the village, but people disappeared. We thought maybe something big was going to leave temporarily."

I nodded and the village chief continued, "We have been on the road for a long time and are already hungry, so we ate those foods. Who knew that this would cause trouble."

I said, "Please tell me, village chief."

Seeing that the village chief's face seemed to be almost regretting it, he sighed: "After eating, we all fainted. When we woke up, the village had become a dead village, and there was a dilapidated scene everywhere. It was like now, and we felt strange that the tunnel led a crowd to leave the place. As a result, there were murderous people in the village and they began to chase us."

Looking at the village chief almost crying, I comforted me: "A person cannot be resurrected after death, the village chief is mourning and following changes."

The village chief said: "Originally, there are only these left for more than 200 people."

Everyone in the cellar looked sad.

"Then why didn't you leave the village?"

A person next to him shouted anxiously: "Do you think we don't want to leave, but we can't get out of this village at all."

I wondered if this place was still the Five Finger Mountain of Tathagata Buddha, why wouldn't I get out of it? I didn't continue to worry about this, but asked, "Old sir, what does that murderous person look like?"

The village chief shook his head, "So far, none of us have seen its true appearance. The dead were all taken off their eyes, opened their intestines and dug out their internal organs and died. And there was no movement when they died, and even if this happened next to you, you would not be able to notice it."
Chapter completed!