Chapter 561 Mutant Undead

"Xiao Luo, is the medicine ready?" The voice of a middle-aged man came in.

"It's all right, you sit by the stove for a while." Su Xiaoluo's voice came from the inner room.

"Okay, I'm overjoyed to hear old man Yang say that you're already dispensing medicine. You know that since Uncle Guan left, our villages can't do anything if they get sick. Fortunately, you're here..." The old man said with a smile.

"Oh, I also want to thank Fuda, he braved the heavy rain to collect the medicine primer." Su Xiaoluo said.

"Oh, oh, let me chat with Fuda."

In the wooden house, occasionally a spark would flicker in the stove, and then a small spark would burst out, leaving a burnt mark on the wooden circle.

The old man who spoke was wearing a coir raincoat, and he put the coir raincoat in a bamboo basket, revealing a well-maintained face, but his smile was full of wrinkles, which made it easy to judge his age.

"Fu Da, you are really lucky." The old man Xie Sang laughed, and patted the shoulder of the dull young man with his hands.

"You scratched me." The skinny young man turned his head blankly and said in an emotionless tone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you also have injuries here." The old man Xie Sang sat in front of the skinny young man and said with a smile.

The thin young man still sat there blankly, completely unresponsive to what Xie Sang said.

The old man Xie Sang sighed softly, and asked Su Xiaoluo in the inner room: "Is he losing his memory, or has he become a fool?"

"I don't know, it's just stupid." Su Xiaoluo replied.

"The amnesia is fine. It's mostly due to some kind of mental shock, or a serious trauma to the head, which needs to be treated. If you become an idiot because of the severe trauma, it will be difficult to recover." Xie Sang continued.

"The medicine is ready!" Su Xiaoluo came out with a dark pot of medicine.

Xie Sang took it, Su Xiaoluo hurriedly reminded him that it was hot, Xie Sang realized it, and almost knocked over the freshly fried medicine.

"Such a big man is still frizzy, how can he take good care of this village!" Su Xiaoluo said to Xie Sang.

"Hey, don't blame the village head uncle for not reminding you,

You are not young anymore, you always live in the same room with this boy..."

"Hurry up and send the medicine!"

"Okay, okay."

As soon as Xie Sang left, Su Xiaoluo patted her sore shoulder wearily.

She glanced at Zhang Xiaohou who was sitting in front of the brazier like a wooden stake, seeing that he ignored her, she couldn't help snorting.

Even after snorting a few times, Zhang Xiaohou sat there indifferently, which made her stomp her feet again in anger, she simply turned her head and didn't bother to look at him.

"It's not good!! It's not good!!!!"

"Hide quickly, hide quickly!!!"

At this moment, a panicked cry came from outside the house.

Su Xiaoluo hurriedly opened the window, and saw Aunt Xie was running into the village in a panic, she ran so fast that she even fell two somersaults into the muddy water.

"What's the matter, thank God!" Su Xiaoluo asked hastily.

"Undead, there are undead at the entrance of the village...the village old man was eaten alive..." Great God Xie was obviously incoherent from fright, his voice trembling to the extreme.

"I'll go and have a look..." Su Xiaoluo immediately put on the coir raincoat and stepped outside the house.

Seeing her running out, Zhang Xiaohou followed her without even thinking, as if he was afraid that something would happen to her.

There were screams from some villagers in the village, and a few timid ones crawled to the depths of the village to escape...

Su Xiaoluo and Zhang Xiaohou ran straight to the entrance of the village, and suddenly found that the road at the entrance of the village was red, and the blood mixed into the rainwater and flowed into streams, splitting into countless streams and spreading outside the entrance of the village.

Several young and strong villagers were standing in the heavy rain holding hoes. They did not dare to approach the entrance of the village, but could only stare at the carrion that was eating the old man at the entrance of the village...

"What's the matter, didn't the old man guarding the village drink the well water from Kunjing?" Su Xiaoluo turned pale after seeing this bloody scene.

"Of course I drank it, but this undead doesn't know what's going on, it will attack us just the same... Most likely it's a mutant undead!" said the trembling villager holding a hoe for protection.

"It must be cursed, our Huacun must be cursed! Lao He died under the claws of the undead a week ago, and another died three nights ago. Today, the entrance to the village was attacked in the evening. It won't be long. A large number of undead will rush into the village and eat us... and eat us all. Curse, I just said that we can't do that kind of thing, we are cursed!!" Another middle-aged villager said incoherently in fright.

That carrion corpse was extremely cruel, as if it was still not satisfied after eating the old man's internal organs, it suddenly jumped at another young villager who tried to drive it away.

The young villager didn't even swing the ridiculous sickle, but his throat was bitten open, and sticky blood spurted out, how shocking it was under the gray rain! !

Villagers rely on a special way to protect their bodies from the attacks of the undead. But once something happens, they can't even stand up to a rotting corpse!

"Run away!"

Several young and strong villagers immediately frightened out of their wits and fled towards the village.

"Don't let it enter the village!" Su Xiaoluo wanted to call out to those villagers, but they were scared out of their wits and fled faster than anyone else.

Su Xiaoluo gritted her teeth, and hurriedly ran towards the wall surrounded by wooden piles...

The rotting corpse didn't fully enter the village. If the wooden pile door at the entrance of the village is lowered, the crisis can be resolved. The wooden pile is made of ash wood. Undead don't like this kind of wooden products by nature and will stay far away from the village. Far……

Su Xiaoluo ran towards the gate mechanism, but the carrion's green eyes stared at her all of a sudden.

The rotting corpse abandoned the young villager who had gnawed half of it, and rushed towards Su Xiaoluo like a hungry wild dog.

"What are you doing, you don't want to live anymore!" an aunt screamed.

Su Xiaoluo turned her head, and suddenly found that the rotting corpse was rushing towards her, the speed was astonishingly fast, as if it had jumped in front of her in the blink of an eye.

"Fire!"

"burst!"

At the very moment, a ball of flames broke through the heavy rain on the muddy path, and accurately landed on the rotting corpse.

The flames exploded, blasting the rotten corpse out, causing its body to fester.

"How can you people deal with the undead? Get out!" A young man with eyebrows raised on the muddy village road called out.

When the villagers who fled in panic saw the young man, it was like seeing the life-saving Buddha...

"Great, Hong Jun, you are in the village, you are saved now!"

"Hong Jun, this rotting corpse is very vicious, why don't we deal with it together when your father arrives?" Several villagers hurriedly fled and hid behind this young man named Hong Jun.

"Hmph, I can deal with a rotting corpse alone." The young man named Hong Jun had a hint of arrogance on his face!