In an isolated mountain village, unlike the tranquility and harmony of the past, today's small village seems particularly noisy.

At the very edge of the village, inside a dilapidated thatched house.

Chen Qiang was lying on a tattered straw mat, covered with a patched quilt.

But at this time, he was obviously still in a coma.

On the side, an old man with a bright head looked at him coldly, and then looked helplessly at the little boy squatting on the ground, carefully wiping the beads of sweat on Chen Qiang's forehead.

"Dog, it's been more than a month since you rescued this man, and he still hasn't woken up."

"In my opinion, this man is probably a living dead. Just leave him alone, okay?"

The little boy named Gou'er didn't even raise his head, but shook his head firmly and said, "Not good!"

"Grandpa Village Chief, he is obviously still breathing, he is not dead!"

"If I don't care about him now and leave him behind, he will really die."

"Alas!" The old man was the mayor of this small village. Hearing the dog's words, he sighed helplessly.

The dog is an orphan in the village. When his parents went hunting in the mountains when he was very young, he unfortunately encountered a monster and was killed by the monster.

Although life is a little harder after losing his parents, fortunately, the villagers in the small mountain village are still relatively simple, and the dog still survives by eating hundreds of meals.

But this time, Gou'er's behavior really made many people in the village very angry.

After thinking for a while, the village chief continued to persuade: "But dogs, the village next door has been completely slaughtered by monsters, and not one of the 129 households in the village has been spared."

"We are no longer safe here. Everyone is preparing to flee towards the imperial capital."

"How can you keep up with everyone with such a burden? Don't..."

"Grandpa Village Chief!" The dog clenched his hands tightly and grabbed his ragged trousers: "I will not abandon him!"

"Thanks to the village chief grandpa and the uncles and aunts in the village who have helped the dog over the years. I will try my best to take him with me and follow everyone closely."

"Even if we fall behind, the village chief doesn't have to worry about us. Please make this clear to everyone."

Having said this, the village chief could no longer persuade him. He just shook his head helplessly. Finally, he glanced at Chen Qiang bitterly and hurriedly went home to get ready for sex.

He didn't hear the dog's final whisper: "The dog will never let go. He looks just like daddy."

Soon, half a day passed.

All the people in the village gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village. Everyone had large and small bags. Those with better conditions were pulled by bullock carts, while those with poor conditions were pushed with wheelbarrows.

Everyone looked panicked, but reluctantly kept looking at their hometown, waiting for the village chief's final order.

Dog was among them. He used scrapped materials to make a three-wheeled, flat-bottomed vehicle that was just big enough for Chen Qiang to curl up and lie down.

The other end is a strong rattan, which is tightly tied to the dog's small shoulder.

"Hmph, it's true that the dog somehow picked up a living dead in the mountains and came back. It's so urgent that he still wants to keep it."

"Yes, what if when we were escaping, we slowed down everyone and were caught up by monsters?"

"In my opinion, this dog is crazy. He looks so timid and timid on weekdays. He doesn't even have the respect of the village chief."

"This little ghost is a thief. If I had known better, I shouldn't have given him food. I would have starved him to death!"

"Okay! Just stop talking! This kid, Gou'er, is not bad, and as others have said, if he really falls behind, we don't need to worry about him."

"To put it bluntly, this man of unknown origin hasn't eaten or drank for more than a month, but he's still alive. Who knows what he is?"

"You're right about the Li family! It's so revealing. And take a closer look to see if he looks like a dog and his father. Could he be..."

"..."

The villagers talked to each other, and the tense atmosphere made them urgently need to find a point to vent their emotions. Unfortunately, Chen Qiang, a migrant, became everyone's punching bag.

Even the dog also suffered a lot of abuse.

Their voices were not quiet. Chen Qiang was unconscious and could not hear a word, but the dog did not miss a word.

He felt aggrieved, but he held it back and could only grit his teeth desperately to prevent tears from flowing down his eyes.

Only when he looked at Chen Qiang's handsome face that closely resembled his father's, would he unconsciously show an innocent smile.

"Okay, everyone is here, let's set off!"

The old village chief looked to make sure that everyone was here. With a big move, and supported by several young people, he took the lead and walked out of the village where he had lived for decades.

There are one hundred and fifty-six households in the whole village, with nearly a thousand people, dragging their luggage, large and small, on the winding mountain road that stretches for more than ten miles.

After walking for three consecutive days, we only covered sixty or seventy miles.

"Village chief, we can't do this anymore."

"At this speed, we won't even reach the emperor. It won't take long for those monsters to catch up with us."

A burly, middle-aged man approached the village chief, his face full of anxiety.

He is the most famous hunter in the village, has great prestige, and is recognized as one of the candidates for the next village chief.

"Xiao Zhao, what can you do?"

The old village chief beat his sore knees and asked with a tired look on his face.

"I suggest that the villagers only keep food and throw away all other useless things!"

"In this way, the speed will definitely be greatly improved." Hunter Zhao said confidently.

The old village chief nodded, but did not say anything to express his agreement. Of course he knew this method.

But it is simply impossible to convince the villagers to agree!

"Village Chief, Lao Zhao, I also have an idea." A man in rich clothes on the side said with a smile.

This was the big landowner in the village, known as Mr. Li. Hunter Zhao's suggestion made him break into a cold sweat.

What's more, he is also a candidate for the next village chief, and he has to refute Hunter Zhao regardless of circumstances or reasons.

Seeing Hunter Zhao's distrustful eyes and the old village chief's expectant eyes, Mr. Li coughed lightly, smiled proudly and said, "Thirty miles away from here, there is Crouching Tiger Villa."

"The owner of the village is an expert in Taoism, and my little sister was lucky enough to marry that owner as his concubine last year."

"If we prepare more belongings, I'm sure we can persuade him to take us in. After this storm is over, we can go home!"

After hearing what he said, the old village chief's eyes lit up. A master of Taoism must not be afraid of monsters!

At that moment, he ignored Hunter Zhao's series of rebuttals, directly agreed with Li Yuanwai's idea, gathered the whole village together, and announced the decision.

Unexpectedly, this proposal was supported by everyone, and Hunter Zhao couldn't say anything else.

Li Yuanwai took the opportunity to form a convoy composed of all the young men in the village. The euphemistic name was to protect the property handed over by everyone, but in fact he became the leader of the escape team.

"Okay, everyone's things have been handed over. Dog, where's yours?" Seeing everyone taking out valuable items and handing them over to him, Mr. Li looked at the dog and the living dead behind him with a smile.

Chen Qiang.

Of course he knew that the dog was poor, so he immediately signaled to the guards beside him.

Several people received the hint and approached the dog step by step. Other villagers witnessed the incident and stepped back to make way.
Chapter completed!