Chapter 29: The Zombie Crosses the Border
My heart sank, things are much worse than I thought.
Zhao Cai and Liu Pang stayed with us for dinner, both of them were worried. Liu Pang muttered to himself with a crying face, I knocked on the bowl and said, "Your mom's got some conscience, two big bosses sitting here, all day long thinking about that little money." Liu Pang saw me say this, cried and said, "Then I can only follow the two bosses." I said, "Okay, you two stay, let's talk after things are settled."
Worrying is useless, hurry up and finish eating.
Everyone gathered together at night and discussed what to do about this.
Zhao Zai had been quiet all along, but at this moment he was looking at me, his eyes with some content. I knew that after this period of time, Zhao Zai, who had lived in the countryside for a long time, also vaguely felt that these things were not so simple.
The moon rises with the wind, and everyone discusses without a result. Walking out of the house, I suddenly feel that the yin wind is different, looking towards the direction of the workshop, a group of black fog floats by, indeed there is something unusual.
The cat wraps around my legs, its eyes shining brightly, as if reminding me of something.
The countryside was quiet all around. Zhao said, "There are some things I need to make clear now, or else it will be too hard for me to bear in my heart."
Everyone looked at him. Zhao said, "The mountain concave was originally a chaotic burial mound, everyone knows this. It finally became farmland, but we have a rule here, which is not to go there for farm work at night. The reason is that once a villager went there to do farm work at night and saw swirling black shadows with intermittent crying. He was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, speaking wildly and incoherently. As the story spread, it became more and more evil, and that place became an unlucky place. I didn't say this before because it's an old saying that can't be seen in public, and it's a legend that can't be verified. Now that these things have happened, I think it's better to say it out loud."
I'm fine with Lao Qian, but Liu Wanjun was really scared.
At midnight, everyone went to the construction site again to investigate. Liu Pang was frightened and hid among us. Old Qian kicked him and said, "This time it's not about money." Liu Pang trembled with fear and said that life was more important. This sudden shock made us all tense up.
Brought flashlights and ropes, arrived at the construction site, all around was quiet. Brought these tools, actually can't say what, going out of the countryside always brings these few things anyway.
We stood at the edge of the deep pit dug out in daylight and felt that this matter was strange. Before, there were stone coffins, but now, there was nothing.
Suddenly, a faint sound of gongs and drums came, and everyone was shocked and quickly turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound.
The sound of gongs and drums came from the south, in the direction of Liu Lang River, which I remembered clearly and distinctly.
"My goodness!" Liu Pang exclaimed and quickly hid behind me.
I hastily pulled everyone into a clump of grass by the side of the road, and everyone's tense heartbeat was clearly audible.
The sound of gongs and drums is getting closer. A team of people, to be exact, a team of zombies, lined up in a row, carrying a stone coffin, with a flower sedan chair in the middle, the sound of gongs and drums is intermittent, like a wedding procession, but also like a funeral procession.
There were eight people carrying the stone coffin, each with a pale face, stiff body, but bright red lips, as if blood was seeping through their whiteness, extremely eerie. Their feet seemed to be floating off the ground, yet they walked in unison. Four people carried Hua Jiao, with the same appearance, except for their bright red clothes and pants, which were particularly eye-catching. The pale whiteness accompanied by blood red, oh my, if some stranger encountered this, they would probably be scared to death.
The sound of gongs and drums was eerie and frightening, not like the usual noise, but it struck a chord in people's hearts, making their whole body tremble.
Zhao's eyes turned bloodshot, while Liu Quan almost fainted. Old Qian desperately covered his mouth to prevent him from making a sound. Suddenly, he felt a warmth on the soles of his feet and looked down to see that Liu Quan had urinated in his pants.
"Zombie passing through," Zhao muttered, looking at me. "I've heard old folks say that this is a yin-yang marriage, the zombie has to fulfill its unfulfilled wishes in the mortal world, so it's also arranged in the underworld. No wonder, no wonder we can't dig up the construction site, it turns out the zombie is passing through for a yin-yang marriage."
Zhao Zai has been in the countryside for a long time, so he knows something about it.
I nodded in agreement, for when I passed by this group of zombies, I only felt a heavy yin energy, but no evil spirit, so it seemed that it was not the work of an evil ghost, and therefore also agreed with Zhao Cai's words.
Suddenly, the zombie procession slowed down as they passed by our hiding spot in the bushes. The red sedan chair's curtain slightly opened, and I saw a man, or rather, a familiar-looking man, glance towards the south. My god, my hair stood on end - wasn't this Zhang Mei's husband? He was always hanging around the main hall, staring at us with an eerie gaze. His face looked so familiar. How did he end up sitting in the sedan chair? Had something happened to Zhang Mei too? The direction he was looking was indeed towards Zhang Mei's residence, which was also our residence. A chill ran down my spine as I felt a sense of foreboding wash over me, and my heart skipped a beat.
I pulled a few people aside and whispered, "Follow him quietly and see where he goes, then we can think of a way to break in."
Lao Qian and Zhao Cai naturally responded, while Liu Pang was unable to get up, Lao Qian pulled him along forcefully.
Holding his breath and keeping quiet, he followed from a distance.
The zombie team stood stiff and straight, the flower sedan and stone coffin seemed to be floating in mid-air, the muffled drums and gongs sounded incessantly, forming a red and white striped line in the dark night. Zhao Cai's face was as pale as earth, Liu Pang covered his mouth with both hands, and Old Qian was almost crushed to the ground, reduced to a pile of mud. Only I and Old Qian remained calm, damn it, we've been through big scenes before, let's see what kind of ghostly tricks you zombies are up to.
The zombie team marched southward. Suddenly, my mind had an epiphany, and I felt a chill run down my spine. Damn it, wasn't this stone coffin the one we dug up that day? How did it get unearthed again? And didn't Hong Yizi keep watch over it all along? What's going on now?
He followed quietly, the procession turned a corner and headed towards another mountain in the south. Zhao's upper teeth knocked against his lower teeth, and he stuttered: "It's bad, that's where the village is now cremating ashes."
But I'm looking at this direction, oh my god, it's so weird, obviously it's a circle, following the procession route, the joint of this circle is exactly behind Zhang Mei's house.
Near is not good, far is not good, still have to follow the past.
We climbed up the mountain, where the grass was dense and the trees were lush. Our progress was difficult, but the zombie army moved forward as if floating on the grass, still advancing relentlessly.
As expected, it was indeed Zhang Mei's house behind.
We've been following the zombie team in a big circle.
Zhang Mei's home was originally nestled in the mountains, which was the usual arrangement for all villages at that time, as it was believed to bring good fortune by being close to nature. Although her house was behind ours, it was still about two miles away, and we could vaguely see the roof of Zhang Mei's house.
The zombie squad suddenly stopped. My heart skipped a beat, wondering if they had discovered us. Quickly stretching out my hand to pull the crowd down to crouch.
At this moment, something strange appeared. Two figures suddenly flashed out from the side, their whole body was black and could not be seen clearly. Only two pale faces were visible, with a faint glow under the moonlight. They were two more corpses.
He picked up a large burlap sack, the kind used in rural areas to carry grain, and slammed it onto the ground.
There seems to be something alive in the sack, constantly twisting and turning. But this group of zombies didn't care at all, they all trampled over the sack, and immediately a series of miserable cries came from inside the sack, damn it, it was a female voice, the twisting became more intense, as if extremely painful.
Trampling could not be stopped, mournful cries were loud and clear, white shadows fluttered about, red light flashed suddenly.
Suddenly it dawned on me, damn it, what a huge sin, using living people as sacrifices. This matter seems to be really complicated after all.
The old man's teeth were chattering loudly, and his eyes were also bloodshot. He looked at me, I knew what he was thinking. He had been through the Shadowless Gate with me once before, and his courage had been honed, but his bloodlust had also risen. Zhao Cai's hands were clenched tightly, and he too was staring at me - he really was a man of great courage. Liu Pang, on the other hand, was scared out of his wits, which wasn't surprising, since several people had seen real zombies borrowing their bodies.
Strange things happened on the construction site, it must be that zombies passed by and borrowed a road. The fierce ghost did not come near, maybe it hasn't reacted yet. I roughly judged in my heart. Can't use the methods used to deal with Wú Yǐng Mén and Blood Bats, this is in the mortal world, if things go wrong, it will cause civil unrest.
As soon as I clenched my teeth, I remembered it clearly, damn it, I'll come and play with you guys.
The zombies all trampled over, and there was no more sound from inside the sack. I'm afraid it's been killed.
Two black shadows stepped forward, untied the sack, and with a flick of their wrists, a person rolled out. The long hair was disheveled, covering her face, but it could be confirmed that she was indeed a woman. My teeth were about to shatter, using a living person as a sacrifice, you're really too ruthless.
The sedan chair opened, and the man came down. At this time, he took a closer look and found that it was indeed the man in the frame, but wearing red clothes and pants, with a pale face, his whole body stiff and terrifying, as if he had no consciousness, and was being manipulated by several zombies.
The stone coffin lid opened, and it turned out to be an empty coffin.
Several zombies carried a man in red clothes and pants into a coffin, the man did not struggle.
Suddenly he picked up the woman and was about to throw her into the coffin.
At this time, the gongs and drums were beaten in a state of great urgency, like a violent storm, while the woman was obviously exhausted, only able to be carried, like a dead person.
Damn it, this is unbearable. You unclean things, each of you has had your way with the woman, and now you want to bury her alive!
I pulled Lao Qian and Zhao Cai, gave them a look, gathered the three flashlights together, and whispered: "Listen to my command, when I shout, you two turn on the flashlights and throw them over there."
Zhao Zai and Old Qian nodded.
Just as the woman was about to be thrown into the coffin, I let out a loud shout.
Lao Qian and Liu Cai joined forces to toss the three flashlights into the zombie horde. Suddenly, three piercing beams of light shot straight at the zombies, the flashlights arcing through the air with a series of loud cracks.
Three flashlights shone on the stone coffin, making a loud noise. The zombie squad was shocked by this sudden beam of light, and the two zombies carrying the woman stumbled and dropped her to the ground. The woman seemed to let out a long sigh, damn it, she's still alive, I thought to myself.
The zombies quickly gathered and surrounded in a circle, all facing outward.
I couldn't wait any longer, so I pulled Lao Qian and Zhao Cai, and we all jumped out together.
I shouted loudly: "Where is the little devil causing trouble!"
The trees shook and the branches swayed, suddenly a strong gust of wind blew, the flower sedan chair overturned, and the stone coffin crashed to the ground with a loud thud.
A crimson blood mist suddenly burst forth from the zombie's mouth and sprayed towards us.
Another corpse poison! I exclaimed in surprise. But in an instant, I felt something was off - Corpse Poison is extremely pungent, these red mists are just dazzling my eyes. Suddenly, I understood, Little Yin and Little Ghost don't have this skill.
I hastily pulled up Liu Pang from the ground, and with a rustling sound, I tore off his pants. Liu Pang let out a loud cry of "yah yah", but I didn't care about him anymore. I threw Liu Pang's pants violently towards the rolling red fog that was approaching in a frenzy.
Liu Pang's pants were just scared to pee and were all urine, with the inherent stench of a man. The red mist in the air touched his pants and disappeared without a trace. Damn it, the smelly urine can be solved, and I have to thank Liu Pang for that one bubble of urine that didn't live up to expectations.
In the flash of lightning, we only looked up to see the red fog, but it was a fierce gust of wind blowing in all directions, the stone coffin rumbling loudly, and the zombie army stood neatly on top of the stone coffin, facing south, disappearing instantly.
At such a speed, we can't even react. Forget it, we're also helpless against them.
For a moment, all was quiet. Three flashlights lay on the ground, and we gathered around to look at the woman lying there.
Good heavens! The woman was motionless, only exhaling long breaths. When we parted her disheveled hair, a pale face appeared before us, with tightly clenched teeth and not a hint of blood color. As soon as they saw clearly, the crowd let out a cry of surprise, and I was so startled that I jumped up.

