utyyyyy"Xuan!"
When I was almost utterly despairing, a miserable roar made the Blood Corpse pause.
Then, a tall man suddenly rushed in through the doorway and plunged a sharp object into the Blood Corpse's back.
The Blood Corpse seemed to lose all its strength in an instant and collapsed beside me. Its face was twisted beyond recognition.
I rose in a daze, bent over, and vomited something foul. Looking toward the Blood Corpse, I saw that the sharp object was a pair of scissors, with a talisman wrapped around them.
I looked at the man. He was wearing a paper shroud and paper shoes, and was now panting heavily as he knelt on the ground, covering his face and repeatedly calling Zhou Xuan's name.
Who else could this be but Zhang Yidan? I cried out, "Yidan?"
"Uuu... Tian-ge! Why did you still come... Xuan is dead... Xuan, she's really dead... Your sister-in-law... Uuu." Zhang Yidan hugged his wife, whose face was unrecognizable, and wept bitterly. When he heard me call out and raised his head to look at me, a gaze that had often depended on me since we were young naturally surfaced in his eyes.
I didn't know what to say. Facing Zhou Xuan, the people who had died outside in the village, and everything happening now, I was utterly helpless. I wasn't Grandma. Grandma knew everything; with a turn of her hand, she could save people.
If Zhang Yidan hadn't appeared in time, I would probably have died.
Yu Xiaoxue was crying, kneeling on the ground and wiping away her tears, looking like a pear blossom in the rain.
There were only a few households in the village. She had a good relationship with Sister-in-law Zhou Xuan, and they often played cards and watched television together in their