The screams of various small animals I just heard were actually being fed to the zombies.
A strong, rotten smell filled the air.
While the Bai family was still stunned by the closed gate, the horde of zombies was already upon them.
Bai Yifan had already anointed himself with a faint yellow glow.
The zombies brushed past the Bai family.
They had blank expressions and didn't stop or linger; they seemed to have their own goals, walking forward step by step.
Some black blood dripped onto the pink peach blossoms on the ground.
Fortunately, the peach blossoms were thickly laid out, and new blossoms fell to the ground, leaving the ground still pink even after the zombies had passed by.
One zombie after another brushed past the Bai family members, and some of the zombies' clothes even touched the Bai family members' clothes.
They were so close, yet they didn't pounce.
They just kept walking forward on their own.
Every now and then, villagers would bring zombies back home, and then the sound of zombies chewing could be heard in the yard.
"Who are you? What brings you to our village?"
After the zombie horde passed, an old man who was at the very back of the zombies stopped in front of the Bai family.
His back was severely hunched, almost at a ninety-degree angle, and his whole body was curled up with a hunched back.
His hair was completely white and sparse.
The wrinkles on his face formed deep furrows.
This is an elderly man who looks to be over ninety years old.
His voice carried a heavy sense of vicissitude, and he walked slowly, as if he might turn into a pile of bones and fall to the ground at any moment.
"Our family was passing through the village and thought the scenery was nice, so we came to visit."
Bai Zhengxuan adjusted his reading glasses and gave the elderly man a very polite and gentle smile.
Bai Zhengxuan is a teacher, and when he doesn't eat braised pork knuckle, he exudes an air of elegance.
It's easy for people to like him.
"Let's go now that we've finished watching!"
The old man glanced at the Bai family with his weathered eyes, his voice neither sad nor happy.
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