My uncle is Lin Zhengying

Now there are ten zombies, and later there will be twenty, forty!

How to stop?

And hearing Father Wu's shout, these people who believed in Western religion finally despaired.

They didn't believe in the Maoshan faction, so Zhang Jing kindly brought them back to the inn, wanting to protect them and save their lives.But they expressed doubts about this, and felt that Zhang Jing could not protect them, so they came to the church full of joy, came to find Father Wu, their 'lord', and prayed sincerely.

who ever thought.

Father Wu, whom they regard as their faith, told them sadly, run, go back to Taoist Zhang in Maoshan, and ask Taoist Zhang for help!

Only Zhang Daochang can deal with these zombies!

While the crowd was desperate, sad, and unbelievable, they also felt incomparably angry!

Doesn’t it mean that God loves the world, as long as we pray sincerely and believe in the Lord, all dangers can be resolved, and all the demons will not dare to approach us and harm us?

What now?

You tell us that you can't stand it anymore, let us run back to Maoshan Daoist Zhang for help?

Everyone, listen, listen, is this a human language?

You are talking about Nima!

So, this group of people no longer believed in the Lord they once believed in.

When the zombies broke through the line of defense, Father Wu and other church staff could hardly do anything. Their relatives and friends continued to die in the mouths of the zombies, wailing in pain.

How much awe and love they once had for the church, how much hatred and anger they now have towards the church!

But now is not the time to curse.

After losing faith in the church, returning to the inn is now their only hope.

Everyone was scared out of their wits, they didn't hesitate any more, and ran back to the inn like shit, wishing that their parents would lose two legs for them.

"Father, what should we do?" A young monk in the church, the priest's little follower, asked in panic while holding a cross.

"Let's go! Let's go to the inn too!" Father Wu gritted his teeth and shouted again.

He is not afraid of death.

For the glory of the church, if necessary, Father Wu can sacrifice his life.

But even if he dies now, it is useless and does not help.

He is dead, and the current situation cannot be restored.

That being the case, there is no need to die in vain.

However, they were quite conscientious. Even if they wanted to escape, they chose to run at the back, blocking the pace of the zombies' pursuit.

Otherwise, the slowest runners in the crowd, women, children, old and young, would definitely not be able to run at the speed of the zombies, and I don't know how many people would be buried in the mouths of the zombies.

However, Father Wu and others protected the fleeing crowd, and several believers were bitten by zombies.

By the time everyone fled to the Return Inn, there were only six of the dozen or so church staff, including Father Wu, left, and most of them were dead!

It's a pity that what they did can't restore their reputation, and it can't even arouse the slightest touch of everyone.

"Help! Help!"

"Daozhang Zhang, save us!"

"Zombies are chasing us!"

The group of people running at the front started to shout for help in panic from a long distance before they arrived.

At this time, Zhang Jing had just finished killing the zombies, and everyone staying at the Return Inn was excited and discussing.

These people were happy for their wise choice to stay in the Return Inn, shocked by Zhang Jing's strength, and at the same time worried about the people who went to the church.

However, most people still hold very optimistic thoughts.

I feel that those who went to the church should not be in danger, and should still be able to pass the night safely.

After all, the church is what they have always believed in.

With Father Wu in the church and the light of the Lord shining, zombies cannot attack.

But who knows.

The next moment, I heard noisy footsteps, as if many people were rushing towards the Return Inn, and there were constant calls for help.

"How is this going?"

"It seems to be the group of people who went to church? How did they come back?"

"You said there were zombies chasing them? Could it be that the church couldn't resist the attack of zombies? Father Wu couldn't deal with zombies?"

Many people were stunned and felt incredible.

Facts have proved that they were right.

Soon, the group of people who ran at the front had already arrived outside the return inn and appeared in their sight.

It was a group of people who didn't believe that Zhang Jing could deal with zombies and ran to the church to seek shelter!

"Old horse, what's going on? Why are you back?"

Mayor Yang still stood up and stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

A middle-aged man who was out of breath from running stood still, panting and replied: "Zombies, zombies are chasing us! What about you here? Why is there nothing wrong with you here? Haven't you encountered a zombie attack here?"

The group of people who ran back looked at the quiet and peaceful atmosphere outside the returning inn.

Everyone was talking and laughing, without any worry or fear at all, without the slightest sense of crisis, and was very puzzled.

Mayor Yang said as a matter of course: "No. There were several zombies attacking our place just now, but they were all killed by a thunderbolt from Daoist Zhang! That's why there is nothing wrong with us here."

"Aha?"

The group of people who had fled for their lives were all stunned upon hearing the words.

Originally, they had already resented the church, and felt that Father Wu and others had deceived their simple feelings.

Now, he is gnashing his teeth with hatred!I can't wait to burn down the church!