Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

Erhuangmao and another young man rushed forward and hurriedly dragged the village head up from the ground.

"Village chief! Are you okay!"

The village chief was still immersed in the terrifying atmosphere just now, unable to recover for a long time.

His eyes were in a daze, until he felt his body being shaken and a familiar voice came from his ear, the village chief suddenly came back to his senses.

"I, I'm not dead! I'm not dead?!"

"Village Chief, you are not dead! Thanks to that brother, he killed the zombie!"

Er Huang Mao pointed at Han Feng's back and said excitedly.

Seeing that the village chief was fine, the rest of the villagers couldn't help but look at Han Feng.

I have to say that Han Feng was really handsome in those few strokes just now!
A sword made of wood actually wiped out that zombie with three strikes, five divisions and two divisions, which is amazing!
"I'm sure, that person looks like a Taoist priest!"

"Nonsense! Do you need to say that? The wooden sword in his hand is more powerful than the shovel and sickle in our hands! It must be a Taoist priest!"

"No! I said he is a Taoist priest because his wooden sword is very similar to the sword in the four-eyed dog's hand before. It can be seen that it should be used exclusively by their Taoist priests!"

"Look at those two strikes, they were so quick and sharp, they hit the vital point directly, the zombie was so dead that it didn't even have a body!"

"Village Chief, let's keep them here! In case any more zombies appear, let him help us deal with them!"

The village chief blinked and greeted the villagers directly, "Okay! Let's go over and thank our benefactor!"

Han Feng, who was called a benefactor by the villagers, patted Wen Cai's startled face after dealing with the zombies, "Tell me, what's going on? Didn't you pass by this village in the evening? Why did you appear here again?" Don't tell me you can juggle!"

Han Feng glared at Wen Cai angrily, and he could figure out why he appeared here with his toes, but Han Feng was just trying to choke Wen Cai on purpose.

"Tell me about you! If you want to rest, just say so, and even take the initiative to drive the carriage for us in a roundabout way. Why didn't the zombies eat you!" Qiu Sheng lifted the curtain of the carriage, hating iron and iron and spurning Wencai, "I will How can you be so kind to help me drive the carriage?!"

Wencai knew he was wrong, and just escaped by luck, so he didn't want to say a word.

Noisy, noisy, noisy, since I've come, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave tonight.

Han Feng looked up at the cold and hazy moonlight, and sensed a soaring evil spirit hovering over the village.

don't go!
Since the gods let you come here somewhere, there must be a reason for him to let you come here.

I just helped the villagers kill zombies, so there must be a place to settle down.

as predicted.

Han Feng looked up and saw that the villagers were already walking towards them.

"Little brother! Thank you for your action just now! There is no way to repay your life-saving grace!"

The village head was very excited, he threw down the shovel, bent his knees and knelt down to Han Feng readily.

"Thank you benefactor for eradicating zombies in our village!"

Han Feng smiled and waved his hands, "Hurry up, please, we can do it with just a little effort!"

The village head looked at the carriage behind Han Feng, "Little brother, is this going on a long trip? It's midnight, why don't we just rest in our village for a night before we talk about it!"

Han Feng had expected that the other party would stay, but he still pretended to say, "But... I still have two senior brothers, and there is a sick master in the carriage. Will it disturb everyone?"

"No, no!" Before the village chief could speak, Er Huangmao immediately agreed with a smile.

But for the sake of safety, the village head still walked to the side of the carriage, "May I see this master?"

Han Feng jumped into the carriage and looked at Uncle Jiu's sleeping position in the neutral position when he lifted the curtain. He was relieved to make sure that he was lying flat.

"It doesn't matter, just look around, my master is overworked, and his health is not good. The disease is not serious. He fell asleep for several days on the way. We are going to see a relative in the city. "

The village chief lay down beside the carriage and kept pushing his head forward until he was sure that Uncle Jiu lying on the carriage was not a zombie before he felt relieved.

"Brothers, follow me quickly. How can you rest well in the carriage? Your master's journey has been bumpy enough these days."

It's not that the village chief has too many thoughts, it's mainly because they just suffered a loss a few days ago.

Han Feng asked Qiusheng to drive the carriage, and Wencai and himself followed the village chief on foot.

On the way, Han Feng asked curiously, "Village Chief, why do you have to look at the people in the carriage? Are you worried that we are robbers?"

When Han Feng said this, he smiled and asked in a half-joking tone.

In fact, Han Feng's heart was already clear.

The village chief sighed, "To tell you the truth, there were no zombies in our village before. It was because a 'four-eyed dog' came to the village some time ago..."

After chatting for a while, Han Feng finally knew the reason.

What made him even more excited was that they finally had the whereabouts of the four-eyed uncle.

The "four-eyed dog" that the village head called was the four-eyed uncle they were looking for.

The thing is like this, the barren forest behind Fengmen Village is a mass burial mound, Master Uncle Four Eyes drove the zombies to Fengmen Village, entrusted by the guests, to come here to find the corpses of the guests who died in other places, and then drove the corpses back to Fengmen Village The original homeland.

As a result, the people in this Fengmen village disagreed, saying that the land in this village should not be turned over casually. The superstitious village head and villagers agreed that this would damage the feng shui in the village.

Taoist Simu thought of a way, begging for good luck for the villagers during the day, and secretly instructing the zombies to dig graves at night when people were not paying attention.

A total of four people's money was taken, which meant that four corpses had to be found and brought back from here.

Although it's a mass grave, it's not difficult for the four-eyed uncle who specializes in this.

He quickly found the corresponding person, and left overnight with the zombie.

The mass grave in the village is located in a remote place, and no one would go there to hang out at ordinary times. It wasn't until one day that Uncle Simu didn't have time to cover the grave and ran out of zombies from the ground, that the villagers didn't realize it.

But the four-eyed uncle has already left, so the villagers only do two things every day, that is, beating zombies and scolding 'four-eyed dog'!
After hearing what the village chief said, Han Feng didn't dare to speak, nor did he dare to talk about the relationship between them and the 'four-eyed dog'. Under such circumstances, who would dare to speak? !
Isn't that just looking for something to do!

"This 'four-eyed dog' is really disgusting! Does the village chief know where he is going when he digs the grave and steals the zombie?"

Han Feng scolded along with the village chief, and did not forget to check the whereabouts of Uncle Simu.

Not to mention, the village head really gave a place name after asking such a casual question.

"The 'four-eyed dog' said it before when he mentioned this to us, saying that he was going to take the zombies to Xiangta Tower to deliver the corpses to others. We only regarded him as a liar, and didn't take it to heart. That place is far away, he is chasing the zombies, before he reaches his destination, he is afraid that the zombies would have already run away!"

When the village chief mentioned Uncle Simu, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched, and he continued to scold along with the village chief, "That's right! The dog, let him run away!"

At the same time, keep in mind the name of Xiangta Tower.

The village chief took Han Feng to his yard.

Called the mother-in-law to tidy up a few servant rooms, and everyone fell into a deep sleep.