The hail fell for more than an hour before it stopped. Thick transparent hail was piled on the ground. People who had been hiding began to come out of the house one after another.

The sky was still gloomy, and the dense darkness seemed to be suppressing it.

The town here is fine, but Xujiacun, dozens of kilometers away, is like a hell on earth.

The people of Xujiacun could not have imagined that a sudden hailstorm would hit their heads and cause bleeding. They cursed and hid in their homes to tend to their wounds, waiting for the strange hailstorm to pass. They could not help but feel sorry for the crops in the fields.

After half a year of hard work, we can’t let this hailstorm ruin it.

No one knew that under the cover of this hailstorm, the corpses that climbed up from their graves at night in the Xujiacun Cemetery slowly and stiffly walked out from various corners deep in the woods.

Walk towards Xujiacun.

The first person attacked by the dead body was the old village chief's house at the entrance of the village.

At that time, the old village chief was sitting cross-legged smoking a cigarette in the house, and the house was filled with the pungent smell of low-quality cigarettes.

The village chief's wife coughed twice, and she was obviously used to the smell. She cursed in her mouth: "If you smoke less cigarettes, will you die? If you look at the cigarettes in a room, you would think our house is on fire."

The old village chief kicked the old woman on the waist and cursed rudely: "What do you know, you bitch? This is because the people in the village respect me. You know nothing, go ahead and boil water for me."

I'm about to take a shower. The hail outside is so big that I can't do today's work. You can come and rub my back while I take a shower."

The village chief's wife dared not say anything in anger, so she rubbed her sore waist and limped out.

As soon as she walked to the door of the hall, she heard banging sounds from the courtyard door.

The village chief's wife, who did not dare to say anything in front of the old village chief, started scolding her angrily: "Can't you knock on the door? They are all rushing to reincarnate. If the door is broken, will you pay for it?"

The village chief's wife walked past the door of the net, cursing, and banged harder. The village chief's wife was so angry that she opened the door suddenly and started to curse.

The next second, due to excessive panic, my eyeballs popped out.

"Ahhhh..."

The village chief's wife screamed, and before she could turn around, she was grabbed by a withered hand. She was instantly drowned by the corpses, leaving only the miserable howl that echoed through the sky.

The old village chief was startled. The cigarette ashes fell and landed on his skinny chest. He jumped up suddenly because of the heat and hurriedly patted the ashes down.

"Damn it, what are you yelling in broad daylight? Are you looking for death?"

As he spoke, the old village chief touched the feather duster and rushed outside angrily, making sure to slap the damn stinky woman who scared him to relieve his anger.

As a result, as soon as I walked to the door of the room, I saw the scene outside, and the feather duster in my hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Immediately, the dead bodies surrounding the village chief's wife turned to look at the old village chief.

Several dead bodies had straightened up and were slowly approaching the old village chief.

The old village chief's legs were shaking with fear. He didn't even have the strength or courage to escape. A puddle slowly formed under his feet. He was so frightened that he lost control.

His mouth opened and closed, his eyes were dull, and suddenly he fell backwards, his face was crooked, and his eyes rolled up. He was frightened to death.

The dead bodies gathered around the old village chief again, grabbing his arm and biting him down. There was a hissing sound of flesh and blood, and a large piece of flesh connected to thin blood vessels was torn from the arm that didn't have much flesh.

Come down.

The crunching sound of chewing sounded in the old village chief's house.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Xujia Village began to erupt with blood-curdling screams and wails.

The strong smell of blood spread over Xujiacun, and the originally black aura of death was gradually covered with blood.

There was blood splattered at the door of every house, and the remains of human limbs and flesh on the ground were shocking.

Those originally transparent hailstones were dyed red by the warm blood and melted slightly, glowing with a strange red light, which was eerie and terrifying.

…

When Chu Yang found Xu Rong's car, the windows of the car were smashed, and there were various sharp scratches around the body. The door was wide open. Judging from the marks on the corners of the door, it could be seen that it had been split open.

There are also weird finger marks on it.

The car was in a mess, with some blood stains.

Chu Yang's expression did not show any emotion. She had said that if a person is determined to seek death, no one can stop him. She clearly reminded them, but they just sent him to their door to seek death. You can't blame her, right?

If it weren't for the fact that her impression of Xu Rong was pretty good in all aspects, she really wouldn't want to care about it at all.

Doesn’t Xu Rong know her situation? She clearly knows it!

Are Xu’s father and Xu’s mother not clear about their situation? No, they are also aware of it.

So, if they clearly know that they may die and have no ability to protect themselves, where do they get the courage to go for it even though they are clearly afraid of death?

The three members of the Xu family are fine for the time being. The amulets she gave them can protect their lives for the time being, but they are probably scared out of their wits!

When Chu Yang arrived at Xujia Village, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the surroundings were pitch black with no lights at all.

She stood at the entrance of the village, her nose twitching slightly, and the air was filled with a disgusting, rich smell of blood.

Chu Yang's eyes suddenly shrank, it seemed... there was no one alive anymore.

In the darkness, a rotten hand with long black nails suddenly stretched out.

Chu Yang didn't change his expression and threw a talisman over. The moment the talisman paper was put on the hand, it was like gasoline getting on fire. In an instant, it ignited the hand and then spread to the whole body.

Wrapped in flames, the dead body twisted and struggled, and finally turned into ashes.

Under the firelight, Chu Yang could clearly see the corpses slowly gathering towards her from all directions in Xujia Village.

Chu Yang frowned slightly, why has she become a target again?

It turns out that her ghost-attracting physique not only attracts the covetousness of ghosts, but is also very attractive to dead bodies.

Chu Yang cursed in his heart.

She was motionless, and the dead bodies that had been moving stiffly suddenly sped up and rushed toward her.

As someone with advanced facial issues, the appearance of these dead bodies really affected her mood.

Chu Yang frowned and was about to take action when suddenly dozens of talismans were shot out from behind.

The talisman was driven and quickly formed a formation in the sky, covering the dead bodies below.

Suddenly blue flames burst out from the ground, wrapping and burning those hideous and terrifying corpses.

In just a few moments, without moving a single plant or tree, the dead bodies were burnt to ashes.

So awesome!

Chu Yang sighed in admiration and turned to look in the direction where the talisman was shot.
Chapter completed!