When the villagers saw the two people standing under the old banyan tree, their originally confused and calm expressions changed instantly.
Only then did they finally understand what the zombies the village chief mentioned earlier looked like.
When you first hear about some things, you may not feel much about them. You may just think that it is a legend, or just a normal thing. After all, stories are always stories. When you hear a story, as for the inside of the story
Whether what he said is true or false, no one can be sure.
For example, when children were young, old people would always tell some scary stories to scare children. Children at that time might have believed it very much, thinking that if they cried, monsters would come in from the window and eat them in one bite.
But as time goes by and people grow up, this story becomes just a story.
Everyone had previously suspected that the village chief was just trying to find an excuse to excuse himself. Some people even laughed in private. The village chief was really old. Because of a wrong decision, four people lost their lives. Now he is still using it.
This is a way to shirk responsibility.
The human heart is often very elusive.
It wasn't until they really saw it, and the facts were before their eyes, that everyone really realized that the village chief had not deceived them.
The panic, fear, and originally indifferent and somewhat angry emotions completely changed in just an instant.
rush?
Beat these two people, no, monsters to death?
No, no one dared to step forward at this time. All the so-called anger and courage completely disappeared in this moment.
People are like this, especially these farmers. They don’t have many requirements or ideals and ambitions. Their only idea may be to rely on the sky for food, and then rely on their own efforts to cultivate and harvest, and then maintain it year after year.
An ordinary life.
If you encounter a natural or man-made disaster, you just raise your head and shout, "Oh God, why don't you give me a way to survive?"
They were at the bottom of the society at that time. No one cared or paid attention. Everyone ate the food grown by the farmers, but no one would consider whether the farmers' lives were really prosperous and healthy.
In fact, it's not necessary.
After all, we are not in the same circle.
They may have the courage to pick up the farm tools originally used for farming and resist when their lives are threatened, but whenever there is a slight possibility, they will give up this decision, give up fighting, and choose to escape, because escaping
It is possible to live, but if you try hard, you will definitely die.
They are not soldiers and have no determination to defend their homeland.
They are not soldiers and do not have extremely firm beliefs.
They live only for themselves
, they have no ideals, they just want to live a stable life, then marry a wife, have a few children, and have a wife and children on the bed. This is already their biggest ideal in life.
Otherwise, they would not have been exploited by those bandits, or they would not have been displaced during the war.
The moment they really saw the appearance of the two monsters, all the people, no matter men or women, old or young, the hands holding the farm tools and the torches began to tremble.
They were scared.
Yes, they have no way not to be afraid, just like facing a wild beast. If they see a wolf, maybe so many people still have some strength to fight, but if they see a tiger, they will just stand still and will
Where to wait, waiting for the tiger to attack.
When they are really hurt, they will not think of the principle of striking first, because they still more or less hold on to the hope that the tiger can leave on its own.
Just like now, everyone is looking at each other, everyone is waiting, everyone hopes that someone can stand up and drive away these two terrifying monsters.
Yes, it was to drive away, not to kill. At that time, people's thoughts were simple.
As long as they can survive, they no longer care whether this thing will go somewhere else and harm people, that's called fate.
Time stopped at this moment, and everyone held their breath. They were waiting, they were expecting, and they were begging for a mysterious power that could take these two monsters away.
People are even begging the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and the so-called God, to bless everyone through this disaster.
Or maybe he alone can survive this disaster.
People are realistic and selfish. No one will pay too much attention to the fate of other people at this time. If they are not separated from everyone, they will feel even more frightened. If they are not sure, there are only two monsters in front of them.
, maybe, now is the beginning of the great escape.
"Whether we live or die, it's just this time. It's hard for us to defeat the zombies, but if we really can't control them, our entire village will have no way to escape their killings."
The village chief's words were like the straw that broke the camel's back, without any warning or any tact.
What is said is true, but it is quite hard to accept.
The question now is how to manage it?
Who will take care of it first?
At this time, everyone is waiting for the first person to rush forward, and other people may take advantage of the delay of those who rush forward, or rush forward to help together, or take advantage of the opportunity.
At this time, run away quickly.
Everyone remained silent in a tacit understanding. They all knew at this time that the village chief had already sent out several young members of his family.
They had resentment in their hearts, but they could not express it. After all, it was because they did not follow the village chief's advice that they finally encountered such a thing.
"The old man has already stepped half into the coffin. I don't want to ask for anything now. Let's get ready. I'll take action later. The old man can't defeat them, but he can be used as bait. When the time comes, you can come together and catch these two harmful things.
Remember, zombies must be burned with fire before they will completely disappear!"
"village head!"
When several people heard these words of the village chief, the resentment in their hearts had dissipated. They had realized that this was a respectable village chief and an old man worthy of respect, but they could not say anything at this time.
come out.
The old village chief stood in front of the crowd. He didn't see that while she was staring at the two non-human and ghostly things opposite her, ready to fly into the flames at any moment, at the back of the crowd, several people were quietly talking.
He leaned down and moved back carefully.
Among the crowd, many people's eyes began to change. They kept looking at others and wandering around, trying to find a suitable opportunity and leave this place quickly.
Desperately?
It is more practical to do this kind of thing than to run away. If everyone can't fight together, then one of them will die, and if you run away, you may be able to escape a few, or even dozens.
"Ho~"
The village chief did not continue to speak. The two zombie monsters who turned to face the crowd roared with excitement. They smelled the smell of fresh flesh and blood, and looked at the two zombie monsters in front of them who looked very similar to them, but
"Food" that exudes the breath of life.
This father and son, this pair of zombies, were completely excited at this time.
As for the little guys behind them, they no longer paid attention to them at this time.
After all, compared with a big meal and a few pieces of minced meat, this choice is not a difficult one. A roar came from the throat, and the two zombies immediately jumped up from the ground, arms raised forward, legs so
With one jump, they flew up in the eyes of everyone.
It wasn't actually flying, but it was jumping too high. It was only a dozen steps away. The moment the two zombies jumped up, they knew that the landing point of the two zombies was among the crowd.
"Run quickly!"
Someone among the crowd shouted. The people who were still on guard suddenly became confused. They were like mice in a hurry. Many people threw their weapons and farm tools directly to the ground.
Then he ran home without looking back.
Only the village chief and a few men stood there with their crutches raised.
The old man is no longer able to take care of other people's affairs and cannot control them. No one can force others to be brave, but he can prevent himself from taking a step back!