Chapter 332 Jinjiang
After seeing that it was actually a wolf that helped them stop the zombies outside the house, everyone was so surprised that they stood there in a daze, not knowing whether they should be happy or not.
Although they were grateful that it helped them stop the zombies, this was a wild wolf... I don't know if it could understand human nature.
If the wild wolf wanted to hurt them, judging from its actions just now, they really had no power to fight back.
Not knowing whether they were friends or enemies made everyone look solemn, and they held their weapons tightly, not daring to relax.
But the wild wolf just glanced at the "weapons" in everyone's hands nonchalantly, then lazily shook its big furry tail, jumped onto the top of the wall, and looked solemnly into the distance with its head held high.
"…Why do I feel like a wolf is looking down on me?"
An Nanyuan rubbed his eyes in doubt, thinking that he must have been too frightened and had hallucinations.
He looked at the huge portrait in his hand. The old man in the black and white photo was not good-looking and looked at him with gloomy eyes. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "This of mine can indeed be considered a weapon, right?"
Why did he feel that the look in the wolf's eyes just now was clearly saying: That's it? Haha.
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An Nanyuan tilted his head, his mind full of question marks.
Bai Shuang also looked at the large iron pot in her hand with complicated eyes, and said with deep sympathy: "Me too..."
Why look down on a big iron pot? This is a must-have item for home and travel. It can hold bullets, knives and guns, cook and fry, and can be carried on the back when necessary. Why can't it be used as a weapon?
Nantian looked at the wolf's movements, but after a moment's hesitation he said, "Is it looking out for the enemy? Looking at the corpses in the village?"
His voice was so soft that many people didn't hear it.
The wild wolf slowly hooked the tip of its tail in the direction of Nantian, as if responding to him.
Nantian was shocked for a moment: "Ah??? Could this wolf really understand what I'm saying?"
The wild wolf snorted in disdain, feeling that he had overestimated the IQ of those people traveling with Yan Shixun and that he could not communicate with them at all.
Its furry ears twitched, and its sight from its high place looked over the woods and house walls towards the village, as if it heard some sound.
As the zombies fell under the wolf's claws, it was also silently counting their numbers, comparing them with the number of people who died in the village tonight, counting them one by one.
But it soon discovered something was wrong.
The guests didn't know the specific situation in the village, but the wild wolf was very familiar with his territory.
It patrols and rests in the mountains day and night, and knows exactly how many ghosts there are in the mountains, not to mention the number of living people in the village.
After comparison, it was discovered that in addition to the problem of quantity, there were also abnormalities in the zombies themselves.
——Among them were several zombies, whose bodies had begun to rot, and even the bones were exposed under the blurry and smelly flesh.
These are not the villagers killed by ghosts tonight.
But they were people who had died long ago and had been buried in the back mountain.
The wild wolf knew very well that this was the resentment and sin left over from more than a hundred years ago, which was beginning to spread completely across this land.
As a result, none of the descendants of the massacres could escape this sin, and all of them became zombies that were neither human nor ghost.
No wonder it heard a slight sound when it ran through the forest...
The wolf glanced at the people in the house behind him, and when he saw that they didn't understand the current situation at all, he looked away with disgust.
There is no way to communicate at all, what a bunch of stupid humans.
"Ohhh! That's right! That's the look."
An Nanyuan pointed at the wolf on the wall with an excited look, motioning for everyone to look over there, and said with gestures: "That's how it looked at me just now. It was definitely looking down on me!"
Everyone: “…………”
If you think about it carefully, it seems that they are indeed not comparable to wild wolves in any way.
He lacks the physical strength and stamina to deal with corpses as skillfully as a wild wolf, and he can’t even jump over a wall… It seems that being looked down upon is not a big deal?
"But it certainly doesn't look like it means any harm to us."
Bai Shuang bravely moved towards the door, wanting to go out and test the wolf: "It came just in time, could it be that Brother Yan asked it to rescue us?"
"Even if these beasts have intelligence, they shouldn't be able to understand human nature to that extent, right? It's good enough that they don't attack us. How could they reach the level you said?"
Nan Tian laughed and shook his head, saying: "Brother Yan is not a beast trainer, how could he let the wild wolf know his intentions and make the wild wolf strictly follow them?"
But as soon as Nantian finished speaking and Baishuang was about to push open the door, the wild wolf suddenly turned around and looked at her. The cold eyes scared Baishuang so much that she stopped where she was, not daring to take another step forward.
The wild wolf did not attack Bai Shuang, but just raised its chin, signaling Bai Shuang to go back and not come out.
This guy has no vigilance at all. What if a zombie happens to come at this time?
It swung its tail, feeling that these humans were not even as good as the cubs in the tribe. If it left them alone here, they probably wouldn't even know how to find food and would starve to death.
At that moment, Yan Shixun's image in Yelang's heart was elevated a lot. At least the communication between them was very smooth. They didn't even need to say anything. They could understand each other's meaning with just a glance.
The wild wolf, who originally thought that Yan Shixun was just an ordinary human, finally began to have a correct understanding. While looking at Yan Shixun with admiration, he also felt a sense of responsibility and decided to help Yan Shixun take care of these humans more.
Wild Wolf: Didn’t their mother teach them how to hunt and protect themselves among the zombies? What a sin…
But just when the wolf was full of disgust, Nantian and the guests were stunned.
"No way, Brother Wolf... do you really understand?"
An Nanyuan was stunned. He swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly, "Brother Yan is hiding something from us. Maybe he is also a beast tamer?"
Nantian’s eyes were complicated.
He knew that Yan Shixun was very powerful, and thought that he had a deep enough understanding of Yan Shixun. However, he did not expect that he was still superficial.
After all, he had never heard of any ghost exorcist who could tame animals... Even the two sisters who grew up in Nanming Mountain didn't have this skill.
"Maybe we will never be able to see through Brother Yan in this lifetime."
Nantian shook his head and said with conviction: "Since the wolf seems to know Brother Yan, after all, it has not denied it, so let's just listen to it for now."
Although he didn't trust wild wolves, he believed that Brother Yan would never harm them. Perhaps Brother Yan had his own considerations when he asked a wolf to help them, and he thought that this wolf could really protect them.
The most excited one is Bai Shuang.
Even though she was the one who was glared at by the wild wolf, she was laughing happily: "Wow! So handsome! Don't you think this wolf looks a bit like Xingxing, but much more handsome?"
The wild wolf, which was originally staring at the direction of the cemetery seriously, shook its big tail unconsciously, feeling a little proud.
Wild Wolf: I don’t want to, but the humans over there are praising me~
As a result, Bai Shuang's next words immediately froze the wolf's tail.
"It feels really good to touch its big tail!"
Bai Shuang's eyes were filled with the same amazement as a little girl's. She looked at the wolf eagerly: "I want to touch it, the kind that makes you bald!"
Wild Wolf: …………
It immediately jumped down from the wall and disappeared from everyone's sight amid Bai Shuang's disappointed voice.
An Nanyuan: “Puff!”
He was having a hard time holding back his laughter, and then he looked at Bai Shuang and joked, "You are much more powerful than the wild wolf. Look, you scared it away."
Bai Shuang puffed her cheeks unwillingly, but after thinking it over, she picked up the big iron pot again and did not dare to delay.
Judging from the wolf's expression just now, he really had no intention of hurting them, and he even didn't let her go out.
So does it mean to let them stay here and go outside to see the situation?
After the wild wolf left, Bai Shuang became worried about whether a second wave of zombies would rush over, so he became alert again.
Under the moonlight, the zombies that had just shown off their might and frightened everyone had now completely turned into dead bodies, lying in a mess on the ground outside.
The wild wolves seemed to be very familiar with this kind of thing, and it was not the foraging behavior that everyone had previously known. Apart from killing those zombies, the wild wolves did not eat the corpses like in the documentaries that everyone had seen.
Instead, he acted as if he was extremely disgusted with this pile of flesh and blood that looked like mud.
Nantian even noticed that after the wild wolf jumped onto the wall, it rubbed its claws with the mud on the top of the wall, as if it hated the flesh and blood of the zombies stuck on its claws.
"…Is there a possibility that this is Brother Yan's transformation?"
Nantian looked in the direction where the wolf left, his eyes were hard to describe: "This little expression of looking down on idiots, this mysophobia, they are too similar to Brother Yan!"
The variety show star also thought this made sense, and nodded in agreement, "I have watched documentaries, but I have never seen any introduction to wolves having such habits. Either this wolf is quite unique, or what Nantian said is very likely."
He also said regretfully: "Oh, why didn't I think of it earlier, then I could have asked the wolf himself."
Bai Shuang immediately looked dejected: "That's it, if it's Brother Yan, he definitely won't agree to let me touch his tail."
Song Ci: “…………”
The young master turned his head away with a dead look in his eyes: My companion is a fool.
He refused to be fooled by others anymore, preferring to look at the bloody bodies outside the house.
The wolf's claws were as sharp as a knife. The zombies it killed not only had their heads smashed to pieces, with their brains mixed with the already coagulated blood smeared on the ground, but even their limbs were cut off and fell to the ground.
Although such a scene is truly disgusting and cruel, it ensures the safety of everyone to the greatest extent possible.
Even if there were some that slipped through the net, and the "resurrected" zombies lost their limbs, they wouldn't be able to cause any more trouble. Even if the wild wolf wasn't there, everyone could handle it with their own strength.
At the very least, it can hold on until the wild wolf hears the noise and comes back.
The young master couldn't help but be surprised after discovering Wild Wolf's thoughtful and considerate behavior. He suddenly felt that what Nan Tian said might not be impossible.
Song Ci walked to the window and looked out, wanting to see what was going on outside that made the wild wolf so serious and scary.
But he listened for a while and still heard nothing.
In the silent forest, there was no one else alive except them. It was terrifyingly quiet.
The wild wolf landed silently, then quickly ran towards a nearby village, ready to conduct a field survey to verify his idea.
As soon as you enter the village, a strong smell of blood hits you in the face.
It was very strange that even though we were in the wild with the mountain breeze blowing constantly, the bloody smell did not decrease but increased, becoming more and more strong and pungent.
But the wolf twitched its nose a few times and soon discovered the unusual smell of blood.
It's not the smell of fresh blood, but rather a rotten smell that has been left for a long time.
The guests may be insensitive to the taste of blood and simply rely on the smell of rust to identify blood. There is no difference to them whether the blood is fresh or has been stored for a long time.
But wild wolves feed on raw meat after all. They are natural experts in this matter and nothing can escape their sensitive noses.
Even the tiniest gap.
The wolf sniffed the strange smell of blood and trotted over.
As expected, there was not a single dead body in the village.
All the dead bodies that had been killed and fallen to the ground had resurrected and besieged the cave and the houses outside the village. None of them were left.
But even if we add the bodies of the villagers near the cave and those outside the houses, the number still doesn't add up...
The wild wolf stood still on a clean piece of land, showing a human-like expression of doubt and caution, tilted its head, and swung its furry ears to the side, listening to the sound coming from the side.
All the information needed for hunting is hidden in the sound of the wind.
Deep in the village, there are other corpses hidden.
After determining the target, the wild wolf moved quickly. It took less than a second for it to gracefully raise its head and instantly shoot out, and it rushed straight to the place where the stench of blood came from.
With a "bang", the wolf broke into the room.
In the village chief's house, several zombies standing in the yard in a daze turned their gaze stiffly towards the wild wolf after hearing the sound.
The wolf's pupils shrank into vertical lines, and it immediately bared its teeth and growled, as if it was angry.
These zombies are not the villagers who died tonight or the bodies that had been buried in the graves long ago, but those in the charity cemetery!
As the alpha wolf, it knew its territory very well and was also very clear about the charity cemetery it was guarding.
It has an impression of all of them, including the poor grave-keeping villagers who were massacred that year and the perpetrators who died in revenge by ghosts.
The zombies in front of him were clearly some of the perpetrators back then.
Because of the lingering resentment in the charity cemetery, these zombies still retain their appearance when they were alive. At first glance, they seem to be no different from living people.
But the shrouds they wore and their pale, lifeless faces revealed their identities.
These zombies are different from the zombies killed by the wild wolves before. They seem to have retained some of their consciousness and are still able to have independent thoughts and actions.
After the wild wolf rushed into the yard, the zombies recognized that this was the wild wolf that had been guarding outside the charity cemetery and preventing them from leaving.
They slowly turned around, stared at the wolf, then took a step, stiffly and staggeringly walking towards the wolf, wanting to catch the wolf in their hands and kill it to vent their anger.
The pain that has lasted for more than a hundred years, the torture of wailing day and night in the charity cemetery without seeing the sun... The zombie's eyes were red, its fangs were bared, and its mutated sharp fingers grabbed at the wild wolf.
The wild wolf snorted and glanced at the zombies in front of him with great disdain. Even though he was outnumbered, he showed no fear.
A low growl came from its throat, and the front half of its body pressed down to make an attacking motion.
Then, just as the zombie bent down and grabbed it, the wild wolf instantly shot towards the zombie like an arrow and pounced directly on the zombie's face.
Before the zombie could react, the wolf's sharp claws had already torn its face apart. Its red eyeballs exploded into a pool of blood plasma, hanging on the zombie's pale face. The sharp contrast between red and white looked terrifying and creepy.
But the wolf did not stop, instead it quickly pounced on the next one, and the next one...
The awe-inspiring demeanor of a top hunter is fully embodied in it.
When the wild wolf landed lightly on the ground again, the zombies were already standing still, motionless.
The next moment, with a loud "bang", the corpse that had been torn into pieces turned into a pile of minced meat and collapsed to the ground with a loud bang.
The wild wolf gasped for several breaths, and blood splattered on its beautiful silver-grey fur. The hair was contaminated and stuck together, making the wild wolf look extremely disgusted with itself.
It raised its front legs and looked quietly at the bowl-sized wound on it that was bitten by the zombies. Blood had already flowed down its fur and wet its claws.
It shook its hair uncomfortably to shake off the blood, then turned its head to look at the village chief's house, and recalled the faces it had just seen, confirming that those zombies all had similarities with the village chief's family.
It seems that the corpses that had died long ago in the charity cemetery sensed the massacre in the village tonight and came back to life, wanting to avenge their descendants?
The wolf snorted, as if sneering.
When the perpetrators massacred the entire village, did they ever think that their sins would be repaid upon themselves and their descendants?
Revenge? What a joke.
After confirming that something was wrong in the village, the Wild Wolf quickly figured out the current situation. He knew that what he had to face was not only the corpses in the village, but also all the corpses buried in the past hundred years and those stored in the abandoned cemetery.
The wild wolf did not dare to delay. It still remembered that those people outside the village were worse than the cubs, so it immediately ran out of the village, trying to get back before those people were attacked by the zombies again.
The people who stayed in the house did listen to the wolf and did not leave rashly.
Even though the crisis has been resolved, this is still a relatively stable city, so they don't have to put in so much effort.
But the group had just left from the southwest, and they were frightened and tired, both physically and mentally exhausted. They hadn't rested well yet, and they had to face these fearless zombies again, and they were already exhausted from fighting.
Taking advantage of the calm sea, everyone quickly discussed dividing into two groups to take turns, with one group keeping lookout and observing, while the other group took the time to rest.
Even sitting down and resting for a while can make them feel less mentally tired.
Everyone had just woken up from their sleep. Suddenly facing such a crisis from a warm and safe place, the chill spread in their hearts and made them shiver with cold. Even if they wrapped themselves in quilts, it was of no use.
"The last time I felt this tired was when I traveled to three provinces in one day and acted in five crews' minor roles."
Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly as he stood by the window and sighed, "At that time, I was hanging on wires, falling from upstairs, being schemed against and beaten by big names, but I thought I could hold on. But now I know that the most tiring thing is the mental fatigue."
"I only slept for a few hours, but it feels like I've been working non-stop for years."
Zhao Zhen sighed and became even more worried about Yan Shixun: "I don't know how Brother Yan is doing now. At least we got some sleep. But Brother Yan didn't sleep tonight. He's still injured..."
Even though Zhao Zhen knew very well that with the Lord of Fengdu and the King of Hell around, Yan Shixun might not encounter anything too dangerous and could be more relaxed, he still felt upset, as if something bad was going to happen, and was so anxious that he paced back and forth by the window.
I don't know if he was trying to keep warm or waiting for the wolf to come back.
Or, waiting for news from Yan Shixun.
Song Ci, who was wrapped in a quilt and taking a rest, had a cold face and said dissatisfiedly: "Your walking gave me a headache. Are you bored because you ate too much? You finally ate something at night, so you want to digest it as quickly as possible, right?"
Zhao Zhen immediately stopped moving and said with a smile: "That's right, we have to thank Brother Yan for this. If he hadn't coerced and bribed the villagers, we wouldn't have anything to eat tonight."
An Nanyuan nodded and thankfully said, "Fortunately, we are not starving to death yet, otherwise the situation would be even worse."
If you are tired, hungry and sleepy, even if you are a strong adult man, you will not be able to survive such a tense situation.
After Annanyuan said this, everyone finally found something good and their mood was not so heavy anymore.
"I don't know when Brother Yan will come back, and I don't know if the wolf will come back..."
Bai Shuang lowered her head, looked at the big iron pot in her hand, and said sullenly: "I hope we can all get through tonight safely."
The big iron pot was covered with dust, as well as ash and oil stains that had accumulated previously. Now, Bai Shuang had rubbed all of them onto her body, making her originally beautiful clothes look disheveled. Her hands and even her face were covered with black and gray marks. She didn't look at all like the singer Bai Shuang who used to be so energetic in front of the camera.
But she felt that after participating in this show and seeing so many ghosts and sacrifices with her own eyes, she truly found herself and grew up.
Lu Xingxing still doesn’t know what the situation is, and doesn’t know if he can be saved... Bai Shuang doesn’t want anyone else around her to get hurt.
Even if she got hurt, it was better than watching people around her get hurt or even die.
This state of loss of control and complete confusion made Bai Shuang very uncomfortable.
"But the wolf must know what's going on outside."
Nantian frowned and said, "Since Brother Yan asked it to come back to help outside, it must know the situation outside and even Brother Yan's side. It's a pity that it can't speak human language, otherwise we can ask it, alas..."
An Nanyuan: "...Brother, wake up. A wolf speaking human language, do you think that's normal?"
"Is it normal for dead people to come back to life?"
After Nantian finished speaking, he thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "But that's true, it's a bit scary to hear a wolf speak human language. Otherwise, I should learn wolf language."
Upon hearing this, An Nanyuan immediately stepped forward worriedly and stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Nan Tian's forehead, but was slapped away by Nan Tian in confusion.
"What? Do you think I have a fever?"
An Nanyuan: "Why else would you be talking nonsense?"
He worriedly comforted Nantian, "Nantian, I know you've been under a lot of pressure since Xingxing's accident, but you should also relax moderately and don't push yourself to this point, otherwise you'll go crazy before Xingxing is even sick. In this situation, everyone is anxious, but there's nothing we can do. We can only wait here."
Nantian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't worry, I'm not crazy. Many witches can communicate with animals. Not to mention wolf language, there are witches who can talk to mice to inquire about natural disasters."
Bai Shuang grabbed Nan Tian and looked at him with hope: "So can you ask the wolf how Brother Yan is doing now?"
Nantian: "...I said I want to learn, I didn't say I can do it now."
"oh."
Bai Shuang immediately retreated in disappointment, looking sullen and unhappy.
She was thinking about the wolf that had just run away, so she kept looking at the top of the wall subconsciously.
As a result, the wolf didn't see it, but suddenly found that there was an extra hand on the wall!
I don’t know if it was because of the moonlight, but the piece of toilet paper clinging to the wall looked frighteningly white, and it was exerting force, as if someone was trying to climb over from outside the wall.
Bai Shuang quickly told everyone about his discovery. Everyone immediately became nervous, picked up their weapons again, and looked towards the wall nervously, wanting to see clearly what that thing was.
Because the wild wolves had not allowed them to go out, no one dared to go out to the wall to see what was happening outside. They could only use their imagination based on what they saw now.
Bai Shuang could even feel her heart beating wildly and the blood rushing back to her brain, making her face flush red, but there was only a buzzing sound in her ears.
She tightly grasped the big iron pot in her hand, feeling that only this pot could give her a sense of security now.
An Nanyuan didn't dare to speak loudly, but asked Zhao Zhen in a whisper: "Don't you think that the circle of clothes under your hand looks familiar? I feel like I've seen it somewhere. Was it in the movie I watched before?"
After all, An Nanyuan knows himself very well. Apart from practicing and studying day after day, he has no other hobbies. He can only relax by watching movies.
If he had ever seen this thing, it must have been in a movie.
Zhao Zhen originally felt that the pattern of the clothes brought up by that hand looked very familiar, and he was immediately reminded after An Nanyuan said that.
He murmured in disbelief: "Isn't this a shroud?"
Although Zhao Zhen debuted as a child star, he has always focused on honing his acting skills. Without much traffic, there were no good scripts, so he could only play small supporting roles in various crews and even played various kinds of corpses.
In one of the roles, he just happened to play a corpse lying in a coffin.
He gradually recalled that what he was wearing at the time was a shroud with a similar pattern!
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.
Then, they felt an inexplicable chill slowly climbing up their spines, freezing them so hard that they shivered. They looked at the hand on the wall with even more fear.
The next moment, the other hand also rested on the wall with a "pop".
Then, a head slowly rose from behind the wall.
Everyone clearly saw a pale, stiff face on the top of the wall, staring at them with red eyes.
The moment their eyes met, their hair stood on end and they shivered with cold.
This was a completely different feeling from the zombies they had seen before. It seemed that after this zombie appeared, even the temperature around it dropped by a quarter.
The shroud on the corpse aroused even more fear among the people.
But it wasn't just this one. Soon they discovered that corpses appeared on the wall one after another. Their movements were much more agile than the previous zombies. They jumped directly off the wall and walked towards the house they were in.
Not only that, even the gate of the courtyard was heard to bang on and a dent was soon made on the iron gate, as if someone outside was trying to break in.
Although everyone was frightened and uneasy, they also knew that there was no way out, so they clenched their weapons, took a deep breath, and started to deal with the dilemma in front of them again.
"What do you think is the probability of our victory?"
Zhao Zhen asked Nantian in a low voice, wanting to have some idea in his mind.
Nantian smiled bitterly and said, "Let's take it one step at a time."
He is not Yan Shixun, and he does not have the confidence to remain calm in the face of any danger. The only promise he can make is that he will do his best, regardless of life or death.
Just as the Taoist priests at Haiyun Temple taught by example.
Zhao Zhen did not blame Nan Tian, but patted him on the shoulder and smiled firmly: "Your words are enough."
"When Brother Yan is not around, we have to protect ourselves and never let Brother Yan down."
Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth and encouraged everyone around him, "As long as we can hold on until dawn and Brother Yan comes back, don't worry!"
"Those people are dead, but we are still alive. The living can definitely defeat the dead!"
As he spoke, Zhao Zhen was the first to rush forward, swinging the axe in his hand at the zombie that was trying to get in through the window.
The zombie was wearing shrouds and its hair was neatly combed, as if it had been carefully groomed before being buried.
But at this moment, it bared its fangs, let out a creepy roar from its throat, and stared at the living person rushing towards it with its red eyes.
The stench coming out of the zombie's mouth almost made Zhao Zhen vomit, but he still gritted his teeth and did not retreat. After a slight pause, he swung the axe towards the zombie's head.
He didn't know what this thing was, nor did he know if there was any good way to deal with it. All that echoed in his mind were every word Yan Shixun had ever said.
Yan Shixun said that as long as he didn't give up, he would never lose.
Yan Shixun said that the weak point of the corpse is the head, and the spirit is gathered in the crown of the head. If the corpse is not afraid of pain, then breaking the crown of the head will generally work.
When Yan Shixun is not around, Zhao Zhen is willing to become "Yan Shixun" and protect the people around him who he cares about.
Even though he was unfamiliar and insignificant, he never backed down.
Zhao Zhen growled and slashed at the zombie.
With a "bang", the zombie's head exploded into a ball of blood under the axe, and the zombie stood stiffly in place, motionless.
Zhao Zhen's face was also splattered with blood and flesh, and even a burst eyeball was stickyly hanging on his hair, slowly sliding down under the action of gravity.
He suppressed his nausea and didn't let his attention be distracted.
But before Zhao Zhen could laugh, he found that the zombie, after a brief pause, actually started rushing towards him again, and was more agile and faster than before. It didn't look like a corpse at all, but like a living person!
Zhao Zhen was stunned.
Not only that, other zombies also climbed up the wall and fell into the yard. The gate of the yard was forcibly smashed open with a loud bang, and more zombies rushed in from outside.
They were obviously not on the same level as the previous corpses. Although they were all wearing shrouds and looked like they had opened the coffins in the grave and ran out, they were more agile than the previous corpses. They no longer waited stupidly for the crowd to hit them, but knew how to dodge.
They would even snatch weapons from everyone.
The variety show host was not paying attention and had the large iron kettle snatched away by the zombies on the opposite side.
In a hurry, his fat body twisted into the most flexible arc in his life, swaying back and forth behind the window like a twist. He screamed in fear and dodged the sharp teeth of the zombies, not daring to be bitten by them.
Although he didn't know what it was, he had seen zombie movies!
What if there is poison in the teeth of these corpses? What if they are infected and turn into zombies?
Variety show star: Everyone laughs at An Nanyuan, everyone is An Nanyuan! It's so f*cking scary, I can't stand it, Brother Yan!!!
But at this time, Brother Yuanyan is not as good as Brother Jin Baishuang.
Bai Shuang, who was standing next to the variety show host, saw this and hurried over to support him. He waved a large iron pot and tucked the host into the pot.
With a "crack!", the zombie bit the cauldron.
The teeth broke and flew out.
The zombie was stunned.
Bai Shuang and the variety show host were also shocked.
“I’m… sorry.”
Bai Shuang's voice trembled as she apologized to the zombie, "How about I pay you and you go see a dentist? Oh no, is there a dentist in your corpse?"
Bai Shuang and the zombie looked at each other.
Zombie: …………
The next moment, all the zombies became furious and launched a more violent attack on the house.
The guests could only grit their teeth and stand desperately in front of the doors and windows, not letting the zombies find a chance to come in.
It is better to have enemies in front of you than to be attacked from both sides!
The variety show star also took advantage of this opportunity to quickly run to the side, picked up the sled, and rushed towards the window again, waving it wildly.
When the wild wolf realized something was wrong and rushed back, what he saw were corpses outside the wall that were attracted by the scent of living people.
It didn't bother to deal with these zombies. It rushed to the top of the wall in two steps to check on the people it had designated as its protection area.
After all, they were all guys who were not even as good as the cubs. If one of them was injured, Yan Shixun might think that it was a wolf that did not keep its word...
The wolf's worries came to an abrupt end when he saw the scene inside the wall.
It stood high on the wall, looking at the people below who were waving their weapons around with their eyes closed, with a blank expression.
On the other side, Yan Shixun wanted to go behind the stone wall, but suddenly sensed something and turned around to look behind him.
?
It feels like someone is talking about him. Is it an illusion?
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