Before Zhao Wei finished his words, the wooden door of the low house opened completely with a clang.
An old woman with wrinkled face rushed out with hunched back, her fingers like dry branches tightly grasping his sleeves.
"You said there were villains at the intersection? You actually lured them here? Do you want to kill all of us?"
A gleam of light suddenly flashed in her cloudy eyes, and her nails dug deeply into Zhao Wei's flesh.
"Old lady, there are so many of them. I am alone. Shouldn't I come to ask for your help?"
"Besides, they should be the enemies of your village, right? Why don't you think about killing them? Tell them not to hurt others again."
"Oh, you think we don't want to?"
"It's impossible!"
"Those people are like ghosts, so scary. Even throwing dog blood and chicken blood is useless. What else can we do?"
The old woman's words almost made Zhao Wei unable to hold back.
There were so many of them, but they actually treated those who were poisoned by prions as ghosts and monsters.
Throwing bloody stories will never kill them. It might just stimulate them to go crazy and make them want to kill more.
"Mother-in-law, is this how you always fight these bad guys?"
The old woman asked breathlessly, "Otherwise, what do you think we should do to kill them?"
"We also want to have the Three Flames and burn one of them, but unfortunately, we don't have it either!"
"The Taoist masters in the temple all look arrogant, but they ignore us if we don't have money. How can we protect ourselves?"
Many villagers soon gathered behind the old woman.
They all looked haggard, and it seemed that some of them even hid in the cellar in broad daylight in order to avoid being discovered and captured by the bad guys.
"Alas... I told you, those people are not ghosts from the underworld. They just did bad things and got retribution. That's why they became like this."
"You should decisively take up the weapons in your hands and fight them head-on."
"Trust me, I can easily kill them with one blow!"
Having said this, Wu Feng then let the villagers fight with the evil spirits.
Everyone was very scared, so many people even hung strings of garlic around their necks.
This thing is said to ward off evil spirits.
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint stench came from the village not far away.
Zhao Wei is very sensitive to this smell.
Some corpse odors are difficult to wash away.
These people have no morals and have harmed many people.
Therefore, smell can reveal a person’s true colors.
Not long after, a man with a crooked head and crooked hips appeared in front of everyone. It was the old man who had escaped from the three-way intersection before.
The skin on his face had some red rashes as if from an allergy, and there were bloody strands of flesh hanging on his exposed cheekbones. His cloudy eyes were fixed on the hunting rifle on Zhao Wei's waist.
"Here they come!" The villagers screamed and shrank back into their houses. Someone grabbed the hoe behind the door, but it was shaking like a sieve.
The old woman dragged Zhao Wei into the shadows, her nails almost digging into his spine: "Hide quickly! This old man ate his wife alive yesterday!"
However, Zhao Wei pushed her away, raised his shotgun, and took half a step towards the shadow.
The old man rushed over with a roar, and the stench of foul smell almost suffocated people.
Zhao Wei seized the opportunity and fired a shot.
It's not the heart, but this man's left eye!
“Ouch!”
The old man stepped back in pain, blood-red mucus bursting out of his left eye socket.
He covered his eyes and bumped around, and unexpectedly hit his head against the wall, with his head making a crisp "crack" sound.
Zhao Wei took the opportunity to grab the shotgun and put the muzzle to his temple: "Look, they are just ordinary people!"
It just looks a little weird.
"Bang!"
Gunfire exploded in the twilight.
The old man's body twitched twice and then became completely motionless.
Brain matter mixed with blood splattered on the ground, but it did not turn into smoke as the villagers thought, but only emitted an even stronger stench.
"If nothing unexpected happens, more of his companions will come later. Do you know what to do now?"
After seeing Zhao Wei kill a man, the villagers' morale was greatly boosted and they all went home to grab weapons.
As expected, all the companions who were chasing the old man were captured by the villagers.
This time, Zhao Wei did not let them kill the man, but sent him to the town and had him guarded by special people.
After finishing these things, he finally felt a little tired and hurried back to the village.
It is said that these people have been spotted by patrol teams.
Unexpectedly, there were quite a few people, actually dozens of them.
Looking at the clothes, they don't seem to be from their local area, but seem to have come from somewhere unknown.
Zhao Wei deliberately cut down the dead trees at the entrance of the village and placed them across the dirt road. He also inserted sharp bamboo thorns into the bushes on both sides. Every few steps he took, he used lime powder to draw special symbols on the stones - that was a secret signal for the militia members.
"Cousin!" Liu Qian's voice suddenly came from behind, startling Zhao Wei so much that he almost pulled out the hatchet from his waist.
Under the moonlight, my cousin held a bundle of hemp rope in his arms, with grass debris on his face. "I... I thought about it and decided to work with you."
"I'm not a coward, nor am I the mama's boy you think I am. I want to be a man, and I believe I can do it."
Zhao Wei stared at the other person's shaking hands. After a moment's silence, he handed over a spare oil lamp and said, "Go to the west end of the village and tie the bell on the old locust tree tightly. Pull the rope if there is any movement."
Before he could finish his words, the sound of porcelain breaking suddenly came from the north end of the village, followed by a woman's shrill scream.
The two looked at each other and ran away.
When passing the threshing ground, Zhao Wei saw three or five dark figures climbing over the wall, one of them was dragging a struggling child in his hands.
"Stop!" He picked up the wooden stick on the ground and rushed over, but the stick broke the moment it touched the black shadow.
With the help of moonlight, Zhao Wei could clearly see the blue-gray complexion of the people - those evil thugs who kidnapped and ate people!
"Sound the alarm!"
Zhao Wei pushed Liu Qian away violently, but he was entangled by another black shadow.
The man's nails were as long as eagle claws, and a fishy smell hit my face.
At the critical moment, the second member of the militia team raised a hoe and smashed over. The dull sound of metal colliding with bones was particularly harsh in the night.
Villagers came from all directions holding torches. In the firelight, Zhao Wei saw more dark shadows coming from the back mountain.
These "people" move in strange ways. They feel no pain after being injured and instead become even crazier.
"Hit them in the eyes and throats!"
Someone roared and took out the chili powder that had been prepared long ago from his waist.
The choking red mist dissipated and the black shadows let out inhuman coughing sounds.
As long as you are a human being and can breathe, I believe you can't control it.
But soon, a woman's cry was heard from the village: "Watch out behind you! Look!"
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