Chapter 113 Wedding and mourning (44)
"Damn it! How can there be so many!"
The official in charge held the talisman that Taoist Song had given him in one hand and held a farm tool in the other hand to block the way forward, looking warily at the dead bodies climbing over the wall. The villagers, who were in a state of panic, were blocked behind him.
Because of the serious shortage of manpower, the official person in charge, who had seen pigs run, was also temporarily requisitioned to take over. Taoist priests Song Yi and Ma were outside the wall of the village party secretary's house, responsible for clearing the dead bodies, while the official person in charge was in the yard, responsible for those who slipped through the net.
However, these dead bodies that kept pouring in had no sense of pain at all. Unless their skulls were broken, they would still drag their rotten bodies towards the villagers.
Many villagers had been scratched by the corpses and were lying in the living room of the village party secretary's house, wailing. The convoy had set out too early and had no idea that Jia Village would become like this. The person accompanying them was not a doctor as usual when dealing with special incidents, but a forensic doctor who was ready to perform an autopsy.
But the forensic doctor was no worse than the doctor. He used the alcohol gauze and medicines that the village party secretary had hastily put together at home to skillfully treat the wounds of the wounded.
"I can treat the wounds well, but there are too many germs on the dead bodies. I am afraid that the villagers injured by the dead bodies need to be sent to the hospital immediately for formal treatment, otherwise the wounds are likely to be infected and cause serious consequences."
Forensic doctors who deal with corpses all year round know very well how dirty they are. Even they have to be careful not to get scratched by the corpses during their normal work.
The forensic doctor remembered that when he was a rookie, the old forensic doctor who led him joked with him, saying that he didn't need to be afraid of these corpses because they wouldn't suddenly stand up. And over the years, no matter how horrific the corpses he saw, he would silently comfort himself in his heart.
But now…
The forensic doctor looked around the wall, took a breath, and felt that he might not be able to sleep tonight.
Teacher, are you a prophet? Now the dead bodies have really stood up and are actively attacking people.
He thought so with a wry smile.
The official person in charge hurriedly turned around to take a look at the villager lying in the living room. His originally neat clothes were wrinkled and stained with corpse fluid due to the emergency situation, but he could not care about anything else. He just gritted his teeth and asked the forensic doctor to do his best, and they would buy time.
Damn it! There is no cell phone signal at this time!
The official was about to tell the forensic doctor something, but suddenly he saw the forensic doctor in front of him change his expression drastically, with fear in his eyes. At the same time, he felt a cold touch coming quickly from behind him.
"careful!!!"
A scream.
Then, the official person in charge felt someone pounce on him and he fell to the side, and a warm body pressed heavily on his back.
Almost at the same time, a painful groan sounded behind him, and blood dripped onto his neck.
The official in charge was startled and quickly turned around to see what was happening.
But he saw that the son of the village party secretary, named Yang Han, helped him block the attack of the corpse that flew down from the wall, but he himself was stabbed in the heart by the corpse's arm.
The blood that fell on him was exactly what flowed from Yang Han's chest.
"Get out of here!"
The official person in charge's pupils shrank, and his anger suddenly gave him greater strength. He stuck the yellow talisman in his hand directly towards the corpse behind Yang Han.
The dead bodies wailed and retreated, being burned to ashes.
The official person in charge quickly supported Yang Han who had fallen down, and the forensic doctor also quickly ran over to check Yang Han's injuries.
"Yang Han, Yang Han? Why are you here?" The official in charge's hands were almost shaking.
He had handled so many special cases that he had gradually gotten used to them and no longer feared life and death. But at this moment, he felt fear for the first time in a long time.
He was afraid that Yang Han would die, and he was afraid that he would not be able to save him in time.
However, Yang Han showed no fear, only a relieved and relaxed smile.
He raised his eyes, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I deserve it. Yang Duo hates me. I know it."
Yang Han smiled and said, "Actually, every year when Yang Duo comes to Jia Village, I know that she comes for me. I should die to atone for my sins to her. But I dare not. I am afraid that my father will be sad, and that Yang Guang and Yang Hua will not live well. There are too many things that I cannot let go of."
While dealing with the other dead bodies, the official person in charge was frantically trying to cover Yang Han's wound to slow down the blood loss.
"Yang Han, don't say anything. Hold on! We'll take you to the hospital right away. Just hold on!"
But the wound was too big.
The corpse was definitely intent on killing Yang Han. It had poked a big hole in his chest, and one could even see the blood vessels and throbbing muscles inside.
Yang Han obviously knew his own situation. He shook his head, slowly reached out his hand, and grabbed the official person in charge's sleeve: "From the beginning, I did something wrong. Everything started because of me. I deserve it. It is also right for Yang Duo to come to me for revenge."
"My death will appease Yang Duo's resentment. After I die, she should stop attacking you and others."
Yang Han took a breath, paused, then raised his lips that were quickly losing color and smiled, "That's great. I've been avoiding her for decades, and now I finally have to face her."
The official in charge froze in his tracks. He looked at Yang Han and said in disbelief, "You mean... those dead bodies outside are all because of Yang Duo?"
"It has always been her. It has always been her." Yang Han's pupils gradually blurred, but he kept murmuring, "The one I love has always been her. All my happiness and pain are because of her."
When the little girl rushed over with a smile, he felt that the whole world was bright. However, he was too cowardly and always did not dare to respond to her, thinking that there was still a lot of time, they could take it slowly, get married and have children naturally, and he would take her away from Wangzi Village and live happily in Jia Village, with a stable and happy life.
But……
The world went dark.
When Yang Duo died, all his life died with him.
He survived only because his old father held his hand and said with tears in his eyes that he didn't want to see his son die.
But, now is the time.
The official person in charge watched as Yang Han's breath became weaker and weaker, while the forensic doctor anxiously treated the wound.
Taoist Priest Ma and Taoist Priest Song were also gradually exhausted due to the huge consumption of their physical strength, and their hands swinging the peach wood swords gradually slowed down.
More and more dead bodies took advantage of this gap to cross the defense line of the two Taoist priests and climb up the wall of the village party secretary's house.
Taoist Priest Ma was anxious, but he had no solution.
At this moment, a violent tremor suddenly extended from the side to the feet, and the ground was shaking.
Taoist Priest Ma forced himself to stabilize his body, and when he looked up, he was surprised to find that -
Behind Moon Mountain, there was a golden light that gradually became brighter, illuminating the entire area as bright as the day.
"Master Song! Look..." Master Ma quickly turned around and wanted to ask Song Yi, but found that he was looking around with his brows furrowed.
He looked and saw that at the same time as the golden light appeared, the corpses and bones that were besieging them were turned into powder in an instant.
When Taoist Priest Ma looked over, he only had time to see the white powder being gradually blown away by the night wind.
"What... happened?" Taoist Ma was stunned.
Taoist Song Yi roughly guessed something. He raised his head, his sight seemed to pass over Moon Mountain and look towards the Jiazifen Village next door.
"Junior Brother Yan is there."
He said seriously but with relief: "It seems that with Junior Brother Yan here, anything becomes possible."
At the same time, the audience who were anxiously waiting in front of the disconnected live broadcast suddenly heard two crackling sounds of electricity coming from the screen.
Then, a picture suddenly popped up on the screen.
Audience: “!!!”
On the screen, all the people captured by the camera were lying on the table or on the ground in various postures, as if they were asleep and unconscious.
The main screen lens flashed black several times, as if something was affecting it and the current was unstable.
Then, all the audience saw a tall figure slowly appearing from not far away.
The man had a stern but handsome face, a sharp jawline, thin lips pursed into a straight line, and cold and sharp narrow eyes.
What was more noticeable than his handsomeness was his majesty that was intimidating without even getting angry. Even if ordinary people looked at him from a distance, their eyes would be stung and they would lower their heads in fear.
At this moment, the man was holding a male body in his slender and powerful arms, and he was holding it with great care, as if he was holding a unique treasure in the world. No one could hurt it, not even himself.
When he lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, his originally cold eyes fluctuated and were tinged with a gentle smile.
The body was covered in wounds and blood, but the eyes were closed and there was no consciousness.
It was Yan Shixun.
The audience was stunned, not knowing what this development was. Before the screen went black, Yan Shixun was still talking to Yang Tu, and the others were sleeping or interacting with the split-screen.
At this moment, except for this strange man, everyone lost consciousness.
It was as if everyone was under a sleeping spell and their souls had gone to another world.
As soon as someone finished saying this, a sharp-eyed viewer immediately noticed the corner of the main screen camera and saw Yang Tu lying on the ground.
——It looked like this strange man picked up Yan Shixun, but didn’t even glance at Yang Tu who was with him at the time.
Audience: "...Who is this cool guy? Could he be Brother Yan's wife?"
Yan Shixun knew nothing about what was happening in the outside world. His eyelashes trembled, and the moment his consciousness returned to his body, all the pain spread from his limbs to his whole body, making him groan in pain without any preparation, and he gasped with a "hiss".
A chuckle came from above.
"So, I told you, why don't I help you? If you control the power yourself, the reality will be reflected into the illusion, and your injuries will become real. Does it hurt?"
Yan Shixun blinked his eyes and then realized something was wrong.
It seemed like he was not lying on the bed or on the ground, but in someone's arms!
His muscles tensed instantly, and regardless of his injuries, he turned over cautiously and tried to stand back on the ground.
But the man holding him had no intention of stopping him. Instead, he was afraid of hurting his wound, so he went with the flow and helped him with the force.
When Yan Shixun stepped on the ground, his body shook and he almost lost his balance because of dizziness.
Ye Li, who had been watching him intently, immediately reached out and wrapped his strong arms around his waist, but carefully avoided the wound on his abdomen.
"You have just escaped from the world controlled by the false Yin God. Your soul cannot adapt to your body well yet. There is no need to be so anxious."
Ye Li saw that Yan Shixun was always on guard, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't be a threat to you. But with me here, you won't be in any danger, you can rest assured and recover from your injuries."
Although Yan Shixun had just regained consciousness, his mind was still working without stopping for a moment.
He remembered clearly that everything was going as planned at night until he went to find Yang Tu because he saw a dead body, and then everything went wrong.
Skeletons, blood moons, lantern villagers...
It seems that the time when he fell into Yang Duo's world was at that time.
Yan Shixun immediately took out his cell phone.
The interface started moving again, the signal was restored, and a long list of unread message reminders popped up on the private account, like a reminder of the soul. The time at the top showed 12:06.
It was the stopped time node that he had always noticed when he was in Yang Duo's world.
As he watched, the time slowly jumped to 12:07.
Yan Shixun raised his head and looked at Ye Li with a serious expression: "So, Yang Duo took all of our souls away from our bodies and brought them into a world controlled by her?"
Ye Li nodded gently: "If you die there, your soul will die and you will never be able to come back. But when did you discover it? The power of the pseudo-Yin God is already comparable to that of reality."
Yan Shixun raised his phone: "Two different colors of the moon, the farmhouse and the village remain in the state of half a year ago, the stopped time, the different time between Zhang Wubing and me, and most importantly, what Yang Yun said."
——'Your bodies are still sleeping in the farmhouse.'
Normal people don't use this expression.
"But how are the others?" Yan Shixun raised his leg and was about to walk towards the room where the guests were, wanting to check on everyone's safety.
But as soon as he took a step, he let out a "hiss!" and his body was in so much pain that he could hardly move.
Yan Shixun's shoulders and collarbones were pierced by Yang Duo, which was comparable to the severe punishment of piercing the scapula with an iron chain in ancient times. In this situation, he was still able to raise his hands. It should be said that his will was incredibly strong, and he could even suppress his own protective mechanism and control his muscles to move freely.
In particular, there were several holes in his waist, abdomen and thighs. The wound on his thigh grazed the femoral artery and almost caused death from blood loss and shock.
With this kind of injury, a normal person would have been lying on a hospital bed in excruciating pain, but Yan Shixun was the only one who converted all the pain into a stimulant to boost his fighting power. It was not until this moment that he felt weak again due to the severe overdraft of his physical strength.
Ye Li stretched out his hand and passed it under Yan Shixun's armpit, allowing the other party to use his body for leverage.
He did not stop Yan Shixun's actions. He knew very well what kind of person Yan Shixun was, and that was what attracted him and made him unable to look away. Therefore, he would not stop Yan Shixun.
He would just use another way to save Yan Shixun's energy without making a fuss.
——Prepare all the answers that Yan Shixun wants to know in advance, so that all the things that Yan Shixun regards as his responsibility will be properly arranged.
"Don't worry, everyone's soul has returned to their bodies safely. Those who were not targeted by the false Yin God will only think that they had a nightmare that was too real. Only the Taoist priest who had not yet completed his apprenticeship, because he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, his soul remembered the memory of death, which will cause headaches for a few days."
Ye Li said helplessly: "Of all the people, you are the only one injured, and the most seriously."
"Yan Shixun, please take care of yourself." His voice was almost a sigh.
Yan Shixun originally wanted to push Ye Li away, but his body was almost exhausted, his muscles were trembling and he could not even stand steadily. He had no choice but to lean on Ye Li temporarily.
Fortunately, Ye Li seemed to have a physical problem, and his skin was slightly cool, which was a comfortable touch, not as uncomfortable as Yan Shixun imagined. Moreover, Ye Li's tall body was as strong as a mountain, and even if Yan Shixun put all his strength on it, he still supported it steadily.
Yan Shixun's originally tense muscles slowly relaxed. He glanced at Ye Li and said "hmm" lightly without refuting.
A smile appeared in Ye Li's eyes.
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