Maybe it was because of the outbreak of the war and the overwhelming yin energy that this winter was extremely cold.
After New Year's Day, white snow fell all over the Middle-earth continent, both in the south and the north. It snowed heavily for four or five days in a row, and the average thickness of the snow was more than one meter. Living people everywhere launched disaster relief operations.
People's mobility has increased, and people's hearts have naturally gathered together. Coupled with the issuance of the death order, dead people from all over the place are congratulating the ancestor of the corpse for his release, preparing gifts and rushing to Corpse Mountain.
For a moment, the entire Middle-earth world fell into a strange calm.
The living are recuperating and preparing to fight again, while the dead are distributing benefits and gathering strength.
This year, news of the invasion of the dead spread throughout Middle-earth. In places relatively close to the war zone, countless living people dragged their families and moved away from the land of the dead occupied by the dead.
But those old people who are unwilling to leave their homes, and those young people who are passionate and want to take back their homes, still shuttle through the snow from time to time.
The war has temporarily stopped, but small-scale battles between the living and the dead continue in various places.
In abandoned villages, in heavily guarded cities, in the wilderness, on the mountains, in the forests...
Wherever there are people, there is fighting.
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A cold wind passed by and snowflakes were flying. A modified jeep trudged hard on the snow-covered national highway. The snow on the road was very deep, but some faint ruts showed that there were still cars passing by here.
I'm just not sure whether it was a living person who was on the run passing by, or a scum patrol that had joined the dead.
Because there was too much snow, the Jeep could never pick up the speed. Seeing that it was getting late, the vehicle finally stopped next to a small village full of snow.
This village is close to the national highway, with brick houses and dead trees on both sides.
If it had snowed so heavily in normal times, the area would have been cleaned up and the roads cleared by the diligent residents. But looking around, I saw that the streets were covered with smooth snow, and not even a single footprint was left.
Since the outbreak of the war, there have been countless such abandoned villages scattered near the war zone.
The door of the jeep opened, and a man in a white combat uniform got out. He was strong, with bright eyes, and a long purple sword hung diagonally on his waist.
The man glanced around and said: "Fourth! Let's rest here tonight! After passing this village, we have entered the area controlled by the dead. We must be mentally alert in advance to avoid encountering accidents.
"
I jumped out of the cab and immediately left two deep footprints on the white snow.
"Brother Yu, I only walked less than 200 kilometers in three days. This snow is really annoying."
Yu Buren smiled and said: "Same. If the weather is too cold, the circulation of Yin Qi will be slowed down, and the zombies will be frozen and crispy. Even an ordinary person can smash one with a stick. The speed of the ghosts will also be slowed down."
As he spoke, he opened the trunk of the jeep, took out his tactical backpack, and walked through the snow towards the village.
Although the village was abandoned, it was only the living people who fled. Because they left in a hurry, the bedding, kitchen utensils, and even some bulky rice, flour and food were still left here.
As long as we open the door without ceremony, we can make a makeshift dinner.
In the cold weather, it is better than eating some cold cans.
We each carried a package and were about to find the nearest house to go in and rest. Unexpectedly, Yu Buren suddenly grabbed me. He pointed to the alley in front of me and then made a silencing gesture.
I looked in the direction he was pointing and saw a few pairs of messy footprints in the alley. Judging from the size of the footprints, they should all be adults.
Seeing these footprints, I couldn't help but whisper: "Refugees?"
You must know that in some abandoned villages, there are many elderly people who do not like to leave their hometown. They think that they have no more days to live. Even if they are killed by monsters and zombies, it is better than living abroad.
If they are refugees, now that we are here, we have to take care of them.
But Yu Buren shook his head slightly and said: "The distance between the footprints is very large, obviously they were left by people who moved well. Old people move slowly and have smaller steps, so they cannot leave such footprints."
I nodded secretly and heard that in the war zone, there were many murderous people who helped the evildoers and acted as intelligence officers for the dead. There were also some scum who were greedy for life and fearful of death. In order to survive, they took the initiative to seek blood for the dead.
If it's these guys, you have to let us deal with it.
Yu Buren carefully looked at the direction of the footprints, then made a gesture to me and pointed to a two-story building.
The small building was built in a square shape, with some exorcism charms hung around it. However, the cold wind was blowing now, and the exorcism charms had long been damaged by the wind and were of no use at all.
I looked carefully and saw that the snow on the ground had been treated in a very secretive way. On the surface, it looked like natural snow. But if I looked closely, I could see that someone had actually stepped on it and then treated it specially.
one time.
It seems that the people who live in this small building are very attentive.
Yu BuRen and I were brave and did not draw our weapons. We jumped and were already firmly attached to the wall. Yu BuRen patted the window lightly, and the window that was originally locked inside was locked by him.
Opened it and got right in.
Because I was worried that he would be ambushed, I followed him in. After entering, I found that the room was very warm. Through the crack in the door, I also saw the light of a candle.
There is indeed someone hiding in here!
Yu Buren and I looked at each other and smiled, then quietly walked to the stairs, looked down, and found that in the hall on the first floor, there were about a dozen strong men gathered in Jing'an.
These middle-aged men were surrounded by weapons and gathered around a simple camp stove to keep warm. The fire of the camp stove was very weak, and combined with the light of the candle, the faces turned red.
We didn't know where these guys came from, so we stood on the second floor and observed carefully. After a while, one of the men carrying a butcher's knife whispered: "Three human skins appeared in the next village, and seven of them died.
An old man and five women. Looking at the momentum, it will take less than two days for those human skins to arrive in our village."
A bearded man said angrily: "Brother Han! Are you scared?"
The man known as Brother Han sneered: "Afraid? If I were afraid, I wouldn't stay in Wangjiazhuangzi! I would have hid in Hebei with my wife and children!"
"There is a Yin Yang store in that place, and those people will never dare to go there to cause trouble!"
Another man with his back to us whispered: "Wang Laosan, can you think about it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Han smashed a rice bowl with his hand, hitting the man on the head. There was only a bang, which spread far in the quiet night.
Brother Hang suddenly stood up and cursed: "If you want to be a scum, I will kill you first! Let you stand with the dead!"
The man was also furious: "Wang Linhan! Why are you pretending to be aloof here! What's wrong? Are you still expecting the Special Cases Division to promote you and make a fortune? Damn it! You can't even save your life now, but you still want to serve the country?"
Fighting for the lives of living people?”
Both of them had hot tempers and were ready to fight with their fists if they disagreed. The people next to them were so frightened that they quickly grabbed them and forced them to sit down next to the camp stove.
An older voice scolded: "Why are you making such a fuss! Why are you still making noise at this time! Wang Mazi! If you are afraid, you can leave early tomorrow morning! Go to Hebei, and I guarantee that no one will dare to kill you! But if you want to work
Dead man, are you worthy of your dead father?"
Wang Mazi snorted: "Who said I'm going to be a living dead? I just want Wang Laosan to give us some magic talismans and stick them around the house to drive away those human skins."
Someone next to me advised: "Since we are in the same room, we are in the same boat. If we don't even get along, how can we survive in the future?"
Everyone was talking and talking about it before they separated the two people.
Yu Buren and I looked at each other and understood a lot in our hearts.
These men either couldn't escape, or they stayed here deliberately to avenge their dead relatives. I thought that with my bravery, I could catch a few dead people and beat them to pieces.
Who would have thought that when something happened, they would realize that dead people are not so easy to mess with. Moreover, the roads are now blocked by heavy snow, and civilian vehicles are unable to move in the snowdrifts. They cannot leave even if they want to, and they can only stay here to survive.
As for the human skins they were talking about, they should be those 30,000 scapegoats. After the death of the Demon Ancestor, the remaining demon armies in the Upper Domain of the Ten Thousand Demon Pit committed two murders, obtained 30,000 human skins, and devoured the living creatures everywhere.
People become scapegoats.
There are endless scapegoats. You kill one person and you are freed, but that person must kill another person before you can free yourself again.
If this cycle continues, it will be really poisonous.
As luck would have it, a few human skins actually came to this place. The refugees nearby were so frightened that they dared not go out all day long.
And the Wang Laosan that Wang Mazi said was probably the scum among the living.
In order to survive, these scum have long lost their humanity. They look for living people everywhere, or deceive them, or kidnap them forcibly, and bring the living people over to feed the dead people as blood food.
First of all, these dead people are useful to them, but secondly, in the cold weather, even the Yin Qi is not flowing smoothly, and they are too lazy to go out and look for blood food by themselves.
Anyway, the living people are killing each other, their despicable nature is fully exposed, and they are too lazy to kill these scum.
As a result, this group of scum became the only people in the war zone and the land of the dead who dared to move outside.
Some people call them scum, but others call them the living dead, which means that although they are alive, they are actually like dead people.