Chapter 50 Whose face does the bride you see have?
Li Ziyue did not expect all this, but it was not his fault.
He had done everything he could think of within the time limit.
When zombies attack the village at night, the villagers will try their best to hide in their houses and not come out. Unless the men are prepared in advance, it is impossible for so many villagers to suddenly come out.
When pushing the cart in the underground corridor, Li Ziyue also paid close attention to everything around him and did not find any place where people could hide.
Besides, if the man was really prepared, he would have asked the villagers to appear when Zhang Lian was strangling his neck. Why would he wait until now?
And after counting carefully, the number of villagers present is still less than that of all the players, and the villagers don't know whether the players will break into this corner. The right answer at this moment is to hide and not come out.
Why are they hiding here? Are they here to guard the two cars full of brides?
Li Ziyue calmed down.
The bride is in the care of that woman... Could it be that woman...
He looked at the makeup left on the child's face. Most of it was only half-applied, and there were a few pieces of powder brush at her feet. It was obvious that the woman had fled in a panic.
This again indicates that she had no plan.
These villagers...
When he was just an adult and had a second-year syndrome, Li Ziyue had repeatedly doubted whether he was the savior.
After the copy was beaten to the ground by various rules for several years, Li Ziyue frankly admitted that he was not a god, but just an ordinary person who was a bit cautious.
It was only a matter of time before he would fail in the infinite flow, and Li Ziyue had anticipated it.
He only hoped that he could live longer, long enough for him to enter the advanced pseudo-human copy again and kill [Li Ziyue].
After that, it didn't matter whether he lived or died.
Didn't expect it to be planted here?
He smiled bitterly.
It is inevitable that the figure looks a little haggard.
Dead end.
A real dead end.
But is it really true that the deadlock cannot be solved?
He stopped and watched the villagers getting closer and closer to him.
The villager at the front had already extended his hand to him.
Li Ziyue's brain thinks quickly——
But the villager just hugged the child who was beside him.
He placed his skinny hands on the child's waist and abdomen, holding the child in his arms as if he were a treasure.
Li Ziyue was stunned.
He seemed not to see Li Ziyue. He stole the child and went out through the hole that had been broken by the previous players.
This is……
What are you doing...
Li Ziyue was shocked for the second time tonight.
Other villagers followed suit, each carrying a child with them.
Li Ziyue was worried at first, but when he saw the crying child miraculously stopped crying after being hugged by the villagers, and some of them laughed heartily, Li Ziyue finally understood the solution to the problem.
No wonder when the system announced [The Judge's Sword], the description of the child after being rescued was very vague.
It turns out the follow-up is here.
Based on this action alone, Li Ziyue could conclude that this group of villagers were not the same group as the previous villagers.
Looking closely, they are leaner and darker, but with strong muscles visible in their arms, and their hands holding the farm tools are covered with calluses.
It is obvious that they really live by eating crops from the land.
If they were really two different waves of villagers, then the fact that they were holding farm tools could also explain it.
If they fail to steal the child, a small war may break out.
There are two opposing factions of villagers in the village.
Li Ziyue inexplicably thought of those different blocks.
He walked towards where Zhang Lian was, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took a step, he felt a strong cold wind blowing towards him.
Li Ziyue's breathing stopped for half a second.
He was held tightly in someone's arms without any explanation.
The warmth that spread all over his body and the strong heartbeat wrapped around his body.
Li Ziyue stopped all movements and felt the man resting his chin on the crook of his neck. He could even hear his rapid breathing.
Zhang Lian.
He rarely saw Zhang Lian's emotions so exposed.
Zhang Lian didn't say anything, but just rubbed Li Zi in his arms again and again, until Li Zi had difficulty breathing and couldn't help coughing twice. Zhang Lian then reacted and quickly let go of his arms.
Li Ziyue coughed for a while, his eyes turned red due to the pain in his throat. Before he could think of speaking, he heard Zhang Lian's gloomy voice in his ears.
"……sorry."
He thought he was late again.
Fortunately, it didn’t happen this time.
Li Ziyue opened his mouth, but the words were stuck in his throat, making him unable to utter them.
Sorry for what?
Zhang Lian had nothing to do with him.
Li Ziyue thought slowly.
Zhang Lian also helped him a lot.
"…I'm fine."
Zhang Lian was silent for a long time, as if he was looking for a reason for his inexplicable hug and apology.
Li Ziyue coughed.
"Zhang Lian."
Zhang Lian pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Zhang Lian." He shouted again.
Zhang Lian then slowly said "hmm".
The voice was muffled and didn't sound very happy.
Li Ziyue was still confused.
What on earth is going on?
He could still figure out what was going on when Sun Yuancheng was crying, but he couldn't figure out what was going on when Zhang Lian remained silent.
Although he didn't understand why, he still patted Zhang Lian on the shoulder, like coaxing a child: "Take Sun Yuancheng out and protect him. I have something else to do."
Li Ziyue did not dwell on Zhang Lian's previous hug, which did not make Zhang Lian feel relieved. Instead, it made him feel a little depressed.
He was silent for a long time, and finally replied: "No."
Li Ziyue was stunned.
This was the first time Zhang Lian refuted him.
"The underground space is too narrow. If a player attacks Sun Yuancheng later, it will become a troublesome matter. Rainwater is pouring in, and it is easy for landslides to occur here."
“…”
"Zhang Lian?"
Zhang Lian let go of Li Ziyue very slowly. Under the cover of dim light, he could look at Li Ziyue unscrupulously.
I saw his delicate eyebrows, his high nose tip, and his lips with bite marks on the bottom.
The marks left last night have not yet disappeared.
Zhang Lian's fingers moved slightly, but finally let go.
He took out a toy puppy that had appeared in the primary pseudo-human copy from his backpack, then lifted Li Ziyue's arm and put the toy puppy on his wrist without saying a word.
Li Ziyue smiled and tried to ease the atmosphere: "No one can leave before this instance is finished, and the venue will not be refreshed..."
"I spent points to upgrade later." Zhang Lian picked and chose in his backpack, pushed aside a pile of identical toy puppies, and took out a button-sized piece of iron from the innermost part.
He put the iron sheet on Li Ziyue and said, "Open the system and you can see my and your coordinates."
…
The rain was heavy, the thunder roared, and the blinding lightning made people look like ghosts.
As the farmers said, the ground is sinking.
At about the same time as last night, the rain went from just covering the soles of his shoes to soaking half of his shoes.
There was no scary umbrella given by the old woman tonight, so Li Ziyue picked up a piece of rag and covered his head with it.
If he gets caught in the rain and has a high fever, he will be bitten by the zombies.
As Li Ziyue looked at the zombies wandering around, he suddenly felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.
There were several players fighting hysterically beside him. One of them howled miserably, "There is no temple tonight... Even if you knock me out, you can't send me to the gallows."
The remaining players stop.
"This is weird. The temple was up not long after it rained last night. What happened today?"
"Who knows? But didn't the system give an explanation? We can use the trial. Logically, the temple will appear..."
"Whatever! Let's tie this bastard up first. He keeps saying sarcastic things during the day. I don't like him for a long time!"
"Yes! Beat him up first!"
“…”
Li Ziyue was also wondering about this matter.
What about the temple?
Without the temple, how could he fulfill the farmers’ requests?
Before they could finish their fight, they heard the long-awaited rumble in the distance.
The tall black building suddenly rose from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the middle of the mountain.
Li Ziyue looked at the dark cloud.
Between the thunder, the rain, and the crashing of buildings, he always felt that something was missing.
Large streams of rain rolled down the edge of the temple, forming long, angry yellow and black waves that rushed towards them.
Those players were so frightened that they grabbed the rich player who had been beaten unconscious and ran towards the mountain.
Li Ziyue was about to leave when someone grabbed his wrist again the next moment.
The warmth coming from there separated the cold and damp air of the rainy night.
Zhang Lian's voice rang in his ears.
"You haven't come for a long time, so I came to find you."
It's only been a short time.
Li Ziyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Where's Sun Yuancheng?"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Lian did not give a direct answer. Instead, he stared at the ground in a daze.
Li Ziyue felt a chill in his heart.
Not really. As long as Zhang Lian is here, Sun Yuancheng will be fine.
Finally, Zhang Lian put on an indescribable expression, pointed at the long wooden pillars on both sides of the room in front of him, and slowly said: "Look for yourself."
Li Ziyue saw Sun Yuancheng hugging a pillar and crying loudly, with a red tooth mark on his face left by a zombie.
"Why is there so much water? My feet and face hurt so much. What should I do? I am going to die here? Am I the reincarnation of a water dragon? Why is there a flood wherever I go? Oh my God... God, help me..."
Li Ziyue was so angry that he started laughing.
He walked over and tapped Sun Yuancheng's forehead without hesitation: "You are not the reincarnation of a water dragon, you are the reincarnation of a faucet. Stop your tears quickly, or the top of the mountain will be destroyed by your crying."
Just as he finished speaking, amidst the sound of heavy rain, there was a sound of gongs and drums that frightened him to the bone.
Li Ziyue was suddenly stunned.
What does this sound mean?
He shifted his gaze over there and saw a row of red and black sedan chairs lighting up in the dim distance.
There were several pale-faced paper figures standing under each red sedan chair, lifting up the sedan chairs and swaying towards this side.
The matchmaker in front, who was bending over, was holding a gong the size of a human face in his hand, with a red hammer resting on it.
Another "Bang!"
"Lift the sedan—"
Li Ziyue felt that the temperature on his fingertips had disappeared.
Why is there a red sedan?
Why is there a bride?
Could it be that the peasants who sneaked in took the children away and sent them to be brides? That doesn't make sense...
Is there more than one basement?!
There were too many possible situations, and all of a sudden, a lot of complicated thoughts rushed into his brain. Li Ziyue frowned, and the next moment -
The cold hand was gently held.
Zhang Lian asked him to look up.
Zhang Lian picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the red sedan closest to them.
A corner of the curtain on the red sedan was opened, through which one could glimpse the scene inside the sedan.
No one.
The sedan is empty.
Li Ziyue looked down again.
Sure enough, the sedan bearer's shoulders had been deeply dented last night, but now they are relatively flat.
There was no one inside, but the sedan chair was still lifted up. It can be inferred that this was just a fixed procedure.
His heart gradually calmed down.
Without the bride, the next step will be easy.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Lian called him softly from the side.
"Li Ziyue."
He is not the "brother" with a smile last night, nor is he the "brother" with a teasing tone.
He seldom called Li Ziyue by his full name.
Li Ziyue turned his gaze away, but saw that Zhang Lian was only staring at the red sedan chair passing by him.
"The bride I saw last night had a face just like yours."
His lips moved slightly: "What about you? Whose bride do you see is similar to?"
Zhang Lian turned his head and looked at Li Ziyue.
The sound of rain was rustling and the thunder miraculously disappeared here.
Yet it sounded in another way.
It's a person's panicked heartbeat.
Zhang Lian's eyes were different from ordinary people's black or brown, but were tinged with a deep blue.
This made his eyes even deeper and calmer, like waves swaying at the bottom of the ocean.
He lowered his eyes, and his voice followed the night wind: "Same as me?"
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