Outside the window, the yellow sand was raging in the air, and the vortex air flow formed tornadoes of different sizes sweeping the cemetery, but these were not enough to shock Xie Jin.

They finally knew what the old lady had been talking about just now.

The tomb bags that were originally arranged in the cemetery began to loosen at this time, and the sturdy loess cracked into countless cracks. Accompanied by the howling of the wind, pale and corrupt hands came out from the tomb bags.

There is no roar similar to that of a beast, and those who are not likely... let's call them people, after crawling out of the grave, they stood in the tornado.

"Those, what are those?" The eye sockets were still so dry and painful, Xie Jin didn't dare to rub his eyes, but pinched his thighs. The real pain made him especially awake, and he was sure that he was not dreaming, "Cheating the corpse? Is this? Is it a collective corpse fraud?"

"Well, this is what the old lady Jiang said." Wen Liang turned around and gestured at him to keep silent, "Shh, keep your voice down, I'm still not sure whether these things in Badong Village have anything to do with the zombies I usually deal with. What's the difference, try not to make a sound to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Old Wen, look outside." Ji Duan lowered his voice, pointed his finger out the window, and motioned Wen Liang to turn his head to look.

Subconsciously followed suit, Wen Liang raised his eyebrows, "Hey, I've seen it all, it seems that it really depends on hearing to identify positions."

Under the dark yellow sky outside the window, the corpses stood there, their faces facing the brick house where they were, and their rotten eyes gave the illusion of being stared at.

The wind was still roaring, Xie Jin pulled Ji Duan behind him with reason, goosebumps had spread all over his body, and he said tremblingly: "Could it be that the end of the tomb guard in the old grandma's mouth will become this kind of thing ?"

The chill was carried through from head to toe, and a bold idea popped up involuntarily, and Xie Jin's face was a little distorted, "You say, is there a possibility... They guarded this tomb, but they were actually the tomb guards of all dynasties?"

"This is just my guess, because the old grandma asked us to cremate her and her wife after she committed suicide. Could it be because of that?"

"I think it's very likely." Wen Liang gave Xie Jin a thumbs up and gave the most pertinent answer, "What day is that thing that shows up on the seventh day of the first lunar month?"

He looked at his watch, the seventh day was written on the electronic screen, Wen Liang turned around and grinned at the two of them, "She only said that the seventh day thing would show up, but she didn't say when it would leave, right?"

"Well, I didn't say it." Ji Du nodded, his eyes fixed on the strangely standing corpses outside the window, "and those things seem to be approaching this way."

"What the hell? How much has it moved?" Wen Liang pressed his face to the window and looked at it. The window covered with black dirt couldn't see the corpse outside the window at all. Wen Liang shrank his chin back, and found that he could only stare at those things for a long time. It will take time to find out that it is actually moving.

"I don't know the specifics, but it's at least one meter away. It's not moving fast. Should we take the opportunity to run out?" Ji Duan looked at the things they had to bring, and then thought of the charming yellow sand outside the window. Time fell silent.

They had to do it in order to integrate into the life of the villagers, so they almost traveled lightly. Except for the physiological saline that used up half the bottle for Xie Jin to wash his eyes, there was only Wen Liang's box of big black pills that was always by his side.

"You take this with you wherever you go!" Ji Duan was powerless to quarrel with Wen Liang. He tore off the hem of his cloth and folded it into a simple mask for Xie Jin to put on.

The density of the material of the commoner is not good, which has become a favorable condition for them at this time. The light-transmitting fabric not only allows them to cover their faces from being attacked by the wind and sand, but also can see the road ahead clearly.

"Actually, I don't really agree with this proposal, because it's the first time I've encountered those things outside, which will inevitably be different from the habits of zombies in the traditional sense."

Having said that, Wen Liang was more tightly packed than anyone else, his shirt was almost a rag, and his head was protected by something resembling an Arabian headdress.

Fastening the cloth that served as the mask behind his head, Wen Liang instructed for the last time, "Follow me for a while, fall behind and crash into the arms of the corpse, it's not a good thing to show off."

"Wait, then Jiang's..." Xie Jin was still worried about the old lady lying in the coffin. If you just ignore them, will they eventually become those things outside?

"Don't worry about me, let's go." The old lady's voice that was out of tune came from outside the window, maybe because too much sand was poured into it, it sounded like a hoarse voice from an old man.

Almost at the same moment, the corpse closest to the house moved and rushed towards the coffin in front of the window at a very fast speed. The speed and posture of the rushing movement were more like a beast than a human being.

There were more corpses rushing towards the coffin at the same time. Jiang's and Lao Jiang's heads were pressed at the bottom, and were soon swallowed up by the corpse.

The three of them were about to push the door when they were interrupted by this scene. Wen Liang silently looked at the surging corpses outside the window, and decisively found the bolt to lock the door from the inside.

"Why are you still standing there, want to go out and be beaten by the group?" Wen Liang winked at Ji Duan, and the two lightly lifted the heavy old wooden table and placed it behind the door.

The only way out of the house now is the two grime-covered glass windows, thin layers that look like they can't withstand any heavy blows.

"They... did they swallow the heads of Jiang and Lao Jiang?" Xie Jin stood in front of the window. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. From time to time, corpses that could not fit into the coffin were pushed to the window. His face was glued to the glass, and the rotten flesh was left on the window by force, which was especially nauseating.

"It shouldn't be." Watching Ji Duan take Xie Jin away from the window, Wen Liang found a broken bench and sat down, "If the corpses in the tomb bag are really the tomb keepers of the past dynasties, then what they are doing now may be assimilation. "

Assimilation... Xie Jin fell down on the gray and simple bed, which means that when the corpse tide dissipates, Jiang Shi and Lao Jiangtou will also become one of them. Discrimination, and the power of action to pounce.

"Isn't this a zombie? I often see it in American movies." Ji Duan looked around and found a hot water bottle with peony flowers on the corner of the wall. After opening it, he made sure that the water inside had no peculiar smell and could be drunk. The bottle that was used to hold the physiological saline was poured for Xie Jin to drink.

Wen Liang didn't care, and still held his jug to calm down, "It looks like it, but to some extent there is a slight change."

"For example, the difference between them and zombies is that they have collective consciousness and a slaughter speed similar to that of beasts. If you insist, you have a sense of a combination of zombies and zombies?"

Sitting on the bench, Wen Liang held up his mobile phone and typed quickly as he spoke, "I wonder if you have heard of corpses in Xixiang area, that is, using witchcraft to control corpses to act in unison, similar to this feeling."

The corpses outside the window kept slapping the glass, but Wen Liang remained unmoved, holding the flask while playing with his mobile phone and drinking, "We can't go out today, after all, we occupy this safe house in front of others, so we must go out like this. To be beaten."

Throwing the mobile phone to Ji Duan and Xie Jin, he said eloquently, "I have contacted Li Yougui, and he said let us stay here until dawn the next day."

It turned out that he wasn't playing with his mobile phone just now. Ji Duan glanced at Wen Liang, thinking that no matter how big he was, he wouldn't be playing with his mobile phone at such a hot moment.

Just thinking about it, he accidentally touched the screen switch button on Wen Liang's phone, and the phone page suddenly changed to... Happy Xiao Xiaole?

Ji Duan silently switched the interface back to the chat window. He didn't want to deal with Wen Liang anymore. After all, he could still drink in this situation. Could it be some serious stuff?

"Li Yougui is actually worried about our safety? I never thought of that." Ji Duan leaned beside Xie Jin, turned over the chat records of Wen Liang and Li Yougui, and sighed, "I kind of believe that he really wants to go to the outside world. gone."

In the chat history, Li Yougui, who looks like a thief's eyebrow -minded look, asks like a Female Servant, and asked Dong to west, which is much perfunctory than his wen liang. From time to timeFeeling speechless.

"It's not good for you to go, but you go to that cemetery." Li Yougui said, "Those buried in the tomb bags are all people who have been infarcted in the body of the Xian Shang, as well as the tomb keepers of the past dynasties."

"There are no villagers there at all. It is said that on the seventh day of the first lunar month, those corpses will climb out of the grave bags, stand on their own graves and let their resentment assimilate with other corpses, and slowly become one."

"The corpses you see actually share the same simple thinking, so stay indoors and don't go out."

After Li Yougui posted this, he added a black-faced emoji, "When the eighth day dawns, they will naturally return to the grave, so no matter what you hear or see, don't go out."

"So we're going to stay here all night and have to endure the constant harassment of those inhuman things outside the window?"

Ji Duan scrolled the chat page to the bottom, and it was a rare and serious reply from Wen Liang, "Any news from you?"

"Not yet, wait a moment." This is the result of Li Yougui's reply. Even if a villager intervened, he couldn't find any news about He Nian for the time being, so where else can these young people go?

Ji Duan turned his head to look at Xie Jin, and the man obviously saw the news. Although his expression was restrained, it was not difficult to guess that he was worried.

Throwing the phone back to Wen Liang, Ji Duan found a fairly clean washbasin, and washed one of the linen cloths used as a face mask with soap.

After doing all this, he fiddled with one of the few electrical appliances in the room, boiled a basin of hot water with a kettle, and then soaked the washed linen in it, waiting for it to become warm piping hot.

"Uncle Xie, come here." Ji Duan grinned and squeezed out the excess hot water, and put the still warm cloth on Xie Jin's eyes, "This will make you feel better."

Wen liang: happy to disappear if you are happy