"Third Uncle-Grandpa and the others have been rather uneasy these past two days. They've asked me several times whether we're really moving."
"Next time, just have them come ask me directly."
Chen Meiyu nodded, then left the ancestral hall.
The moment she closed the door, all the eternal lamps inside the ancestral hall suddenly went out in unison.
Chen Nan's hand paused. A smile suddenly spread across his gentle, refined face.
"Death is life. Looks like Jiang You has found a way."
***
The peak of Longshan.
The zombie migration had already continued for two days, but the number of zombies at the foot of the mountain still hadn't decreased.
Jiang You held a black umbrella and traveled on the wind. Following the direction from which the zombie army had come, she investigated along the way and discovered that more zombies were still converging.
Judging by the scale, it would probably take several more days for the main force to finish.
The remaining scattered zombie groups were nothing to worry about.
Three days later, the large-scale zombie migration was nearing its end.
There weren't many zombies left, and they could be eliminated on their own.
The many mutated beasts hiding in Longshan had long since been unable to contain themselves and began descending the mountain one after another.
The Rotting Corpse Captain led the Rotting Corpse Security Team, while A'ying led everyone from the Longshan Tribe.
Everyone from the other villages obeyed Adou's orders.
The three groups slid down the cableway at the same time. Before long, waves of low growls and sounds of battle rang out through the forest.
This time, Jiang You did not stop them.
Emotions needed an outlet. Bottling them up for too long would cause problems.
On the night of the sixth day, a stone