As noon approached, the heavy rain gradually eased, then stopped altogether.
The dark clouds scattered in an instant. Shafts of sunlight broke through and glinted on the rain-soaked ground.
"Something terrible's happened... Something terrible!!!"
"The undead are coming into the village! Everyone, hide! Hurry!!!"
Just then, a woman's panicked cries rang out from outside. What she was shouting sent the village, which had stood for over a thousand years, into an uproar.
The undead are coming into the village? You've got to be kidding.
They had lived here for generations, and the undead had always ignored them. Why would they enter the village now?
The villagers' first reaction was disbelief. Their families had lived here for generations, and they had never heard of the undead coming near.
Besides, the Well Water God protected them. How could the undead threaten them? The woman had to be talking nonsense!
"What happened, Auntie Xie? Don't rush. Tell me slowly."
Unlike the other villagers, Su Xiaoluo sensed that something was wrong and hurried over to stop her.
"Huff... huff!"
Auntie Xie had clearly been terrified. She hadn't dared stop running the whole way, and only after catching her breath did she speak in a trembling voice.
"The undead... they're at the village entrance... prowling around. The old man guarding the village... they ate him alive..."
"The undead... I'll go take a look!"
Su Xiaoluo, like the other villagers, found it hard to believe without seeing it herself. But Auntie Xie didn't look like she was pretending, so she hurried toward the village entrance.
A sharp glint flashed through Zhang Xiaohou's vacant eyes, and he hurried after her.
The other villagers also began to realize Auntie Xie might be telling the truth. Some froze in terror, while the more timid ones scrambled to their feet