Sky coffin

I woke up Zhang Shiyi, and he asked in a daze: "What's wrong?"

I made a silencing gesture at him, and then led him to the window.

That is to say, after I called Zhang Shiyi for a while, the body buried under the tree had crawled out of the soil.

In the shadow of the straight willow tree, his appearance could not be clearly seen, only the outline of a human figure could be seen.

The figure stood under the tree for about five minutes, then wandered from the shadow of the tree to the moonlight.

By the moonlight, I could clearly see the man's appearance.

It was a man in his early twenties. His skin was ulcerated and his bones were exposed to the air. In addition, the air was filled with a disgusting rancid smell.

He walked unsteadily toward the door.

Zhang Shiyi frowned and asked me, "Should we follow up and take a look."

I lowered my head in thought and said, "I wonder if you found a problem when you entered the village?"

Zhang Shiyi asked doubtfully: "What's the problem?"

I raised my head and replied in a serious tone: "There are no young adults in this village, they are all old people."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Shiyi was stunned on the spot.

"It seems so!"

Since entering this village, I have not seen a young person, only old men and women who are stumbling and over fifty years old.

I said to Zhang Shiyi: "Let's go, the two of us will follow and take a look."

With that said, the two of us walked quietly through the yard.

The dirt road in the village was quiet, with no one around, only the howling wind. The paper money scattered on the ground during the day was now blown up by the wind, creating a small whirlwind on the dirt road.

The corpse walked under the moonlight, swaying towards Mr. Hu's yard.

Just when Zhang Shiyi wanted to follow him, I quickly grabbed him and hid him in the corner.

Zhang Shiyi looked at me doubtfully, and I stretched out my finger to point not far away.

He looked in the direction I pointed.

The roads in Yong'an Village extend in all directions, and every main road has branch intersections. At this moment, countless figures are moving in those intersections. In the blink of an eye, corpses of various types walked from the intersections to the main road.

Under the moonlight, these corpses were all rotting and smelly. The corpses were all in their early twenties.

The corpses were lined up, heading towards Hu's hometown. There were so many of them, maybe a thousand if not eight hundred.

Zhang Shiyi asked in a low voice: "What's going on with these corpses? They obviously have no souls, but they can walk."

I pondered for a moment and said, "There is probably something attracting them. Let's go up and take a look later."

Zhang Eleven nodded.

Zhang Shiyi and I returned to the head of Huangcun Village.

Because Village Chief Huang’s house is next door to Mr. Hu, the two of us can check the situation of Mr. Hu’s house by climbing over the wall.

Looking at the wall that was almost as high as two people, Zhang Shiyi asked, "What do we think?"

I looked at Zhang Shiyi with a smile.

Zhang Shiyi's throat squirmed and he asked tentatively: "You don't want to step on my shoulders, do you?"

I laughed, reached out and patted Zhang Shiyi on the shoulder, and said, "Sorry to trouble you."

Zhang Shiyi reluctantly squatted down and whispered: "Really, why don't you let me step on your shoulders?"

At this moment, there were dull footsteps behind me. I felt a chill in my heart. I turned around suddenly and saw Hua Xiu and Princess Long Ji walking over.