Chapter 131: Out of the Cage

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The development of things seemed to be slowly beginning to deviate in an uncontrollable direction. At least, Zhou Ze was not mentally prepared for this at the beginning.

The little girl's state when she walked into his bookstore made Zhou Ze never expect that the people in this village,

Oh no,

It's the ghost in this village who actually turned into this.

He clearly came to save them and save them.

But now they clearly regard themselves as food.

The old man is strong and strong, his steps are like wind, and when he swings his hoe, he even has the smell of an old man biting a golden three-blade axe.

The little girl's pigtails flew upside down, her face was ferocious, her speed was fierce, and she screamed repeatedly.

This is the performance of a fierce ghost. Ordinary dead souls cannot do this.

at the moment,

The old one pounced on Zhou Ze,

The younger one pounced on the monkey.

The monkey first waved his plastic toy hammer, but seeing the menacing ghost, he immediately stood behind Zhou Ze.

from the heart,

is a belief,

It has almost become a trend in bookstores.

Even animals are infected.

You must know that the monkey was indifferent and disdainful towards Zhou Zeke before, but at this time, it quickly decided not to care about what happened before.

Although things have changed and the script seems to be wrong,

But Zhou Ze was not overwhelmed by the two ghosts.

Immediately, he took a step forward, the nails on his hands grew out, and wisps of black mist appeared around him.

Now, after entering the state of serious zombie injuries twice, Zhou Ze is becoming more and more comfortable in using his nails and the power they bring.

It looks much better than when the fight started, like a shrew tearing off and scratching at each other with fingernails.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

When the black mist hit the old man and the little girl, the two people's movements seemed to have pressed the slow down button, while Zhou Ze walked lightly between them.

The clothes are fluttering,

Take a leisurely stroll,

two hands,

Slowly falling towards the tops of their heads,

It's like a fairy caressing your head,

Everything is under control.

At this time, the only regret may be that the old man didn't come in, otherwise the caring old man would definitely help him take a picture of this part for future appreciation.

Then he would smoke a cigarette silently to show his disdain,

The implication is that the basic operation is to sit down.

However, when Zhou Ze's nails had just penetrated the grandson's head and were about to declare the end of it all,

The bodies of the old man and the little girl suddenly distorted, and then completely disappeared.

its speed,

Even the little loli's "biu" is not as fast as them!

Zhou Ze's hands are still floating in the air,

I have already laid out my poss,

But the person who was cooperating with the performance deserted.

A little embarrassed.

Putting down his hand and turning around, Zhou Ze was shocked to find that his grandfather and grandson appeared again on the path in the distance.

The grandfather held the hoe and held his granddaughter's hand.

The old man and the young man seemed to have just returned from the fields.

With a sense of happiness and contentment,

Just like what was recorded in "Peach Blossom Spring": "My yellow hair hangs down, and I am content with myself."

The little monkey is also a little confused. Obviously, no matter how hard its monkey brain is, it can't understand what is going on.

An old man and a young man came over again. The old man looked at Zhou Ze and asked curiously:

"Hunter, where did you come from?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Ze shrugged.

Oh shit,

I really don’t know this time.

"Are you lost?" The old man said kindly.

"So be it." Zhou Ze sighed.

"This is San Village, not far from the city. If you go south along this road, you can enter the city." The old man kindly pointed the way.

The little girl is playing with the candy figure in her hand. She is a little thin, but still innocent and cute.

The image of this grandfather and grandson and the image of just trying to eat people are simply two extremes.

"Okay, got it." Zhou Ze nodded.

The grandfather and grandson walked into the village, talking and laughing.

Zhou Ze looked up at the sky. He hadn't noticed it before, but now he noticed that the moon in the sky seemed to have a slight bloody light at the edge.

When the poster came here for the first time 9 years ago, the first scene he experienced should be the same as what he experienced the second time. Otherwise, he would not be able to leave or post when he came in the first time.

But he said in his post that when he walked in the village at night, every household said at home that they were so hungry and wanted to eat. This means that in fact, 9 years ago, the "hungry" in this village had already Something is starting to go wrong.

But now, when I arrive nine years later, the problem has been further fermented and worsened.

From then on, if another "fisherman" accidentally comes in, he will no longer be able to see the simple peach blossom garden, and will only become the food ration for many dead souls in this village.

here,

has gradually become

A fierce place.

Zhou Ze stepped forward and walked towards the village. He needed to take a look around the village. At least, he wanted to investigate what happened in this village against the backdrop of the massacre by the Japanese.

When the national crisis hit, there were so many dead souls. Why was this village the only one that was preserved in such a strange way?

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

The houses in the village are all made of mud and straw. Some of the better-off families will lay some tiles on the roof. This is the common housing level in rural areas 80 years ago.

Zhou Ze remembered that he had seen similar houses in the countryside of Tongcheng when he was a child, but that was someone's ancestral house, and in fact, no one lived there.

Every household has its own fenced yard, which is very neat and tidy, even a little too neat. Generally speaking, some onions, ginger, garlic or other small vegetables can be planted in the yard, but here the yard is barren and flat, without even a blade of grass.

An old woman sat on a small bench at the door, sewing cloth shoes with needles and thread in her hands. She was very serious and devoted, but Zhou Ze saw from a distance that the old woman was actually drooling while sewing.

On the ground,

a large pool of saliva had accumulated.

This scene was quite weird.

The old woman was completely unaware, even though her saliva had soaked her shoes, she still went her own way and immersed herself in her own world.

Fortunately, when Zhou Ze and the little monkey walked over, she didn't look up, but Zhou Ze didn't dare to completely treat her as a passerby. With the previous experience of the old man and the little girl, Zhou Ze knew that the people in this village would be overwhelmed by hunger and turned into evil spirits at any time.

There was a well in front, and a woman in her thirties or forties was drawing water. The woman had a good figure. Although she was a little rustic, she was considered a standard beauty in the countryside in that era.

Tall.

But when the woman turned around with the bucket, Zhou Ze saw that her mouth was full of a black thing and she was chewing it hard.

This was her hair.

She was biting and eating her hair while drawing water. She was very hungry, very hungry.

The old woman who made cloth shoes raised her head, looked at the woman fetching water, and shouted:

"Dead widow, you are still dressed so fancy even though your husband is dead..."

The woman called the widow was not to be outdone, and shouted directly: "Old lady Cui, I am not like you."

"Bah, a worthless thing, thinking about men all day long!"

"I think about it, I think about it every day, I wish all the men in the village could come to my bed tonight...

Fried,

Steamed,

Cold,

Tsk,

…………"

As the widow spoke, she chewed her hair harder,

and the old woman seemed to be persuaded, drooling more, with a look of longing on her face.

Zhou Ze walked past them, and for some reason, the two women seemed not to see him at all, but when Zhou Ze and the little monkey walked away.

The old woman and the widow suddenly raised their heads slowly and looked in the direction Zhou Ze walked,

and their eyes were filled with red.

The first few houses looked a little more grand, with tiles on top and stone pillars at the door, which meant that the family was well-off.

Zhou Ze walked into the courtyard. There was no one in the yard, and the smell of meat came from the kitchen. Zhou Ze walked over and stretched out his hand to lift the window board.

Inside was a rural earth stove.

A young man was putting firewood behind the stove, and the fire was burning vigorously.

But there was nothing in the pot, just a large pot of boiling water that was boiling continuously.

"Wife, the water is boiling, come quickly!"

The man shouted to the other side, he was a little impatient.

It was like a newlywed husband urging his wife to take a bath every night.

"Come, come, look at your dead face!

You are not so hardworking in other things, but you are so concerned about this matter."

The man ran out of the stove, hugged the woman, and shouted:

"Quick, quick, quick."

"Wait."

The woman took off her clothes,

and seemed not to see that there was a person standing by the window watching.

After the woman took off her clothes, her white and smooth back was exposed, but her right arm had already turned red, like the pig head sold at the street food stall.

The woman climbed onto the stove and sat in the boiling water. She poured the hot water on herself with a basin and scolded her husband:

"Keep adding more firewood, otherwise it won't be cooked and it won't taste good! Look at you, you useless thing, use more effort, I'm tired!"

"Okay!"

The husband immediately went to the back to add firewood,

while the woman sitting in the pot cooked herself,

while facing her right arm that had been cooked and braised before...

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