We had all packed our things and were ready to leave the village immediately.
Seventh Master led the way at the front, while I brought up the rear, pulling along the woman who had been dead for a long time and had undergone Corpse Reanimation.
I still didn't know her name, so I didn't know what to call her.
Dragging a corpse that could walk made me feel more than a little uncomfortable.
After leaving the guesthouse, we headed straight for the village entrance, seeing quite a few more people along the way.
Whenever these people saw us, they either turned and walked away or hurried into their houses in a panic.
It was an unspoken understanding. They were no longer surprised by any of this and might have seen scenes like this countless times.
So we felt deeply uncertain. Gao Jianxue had already disappeared here, and Hong Tao was dead. Would the people here let us go down the mountain to report this to the police?
The answer was no.
Before we even reached the village entrance, we saw a dense crowd gathered there from far away.
I suspected every man in the village had assembled there, each waiting for us with a hoe or a woodcutting blade.
Qin Yuhang and the others were dumbfounded at the sight.
"Go! Get back, now!"
Seventh Master's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned around.
But we certainly couldn't return to the guesthouse. Once we were surrounded in the village, no one would answer our cries for help.
Song Xiaotian wasn't here, and even Seventh Master didn't dare be overconfident.
In a village this savage and united, with so many strong young men, even the police wouldn't dare enter casually.
"Listen carefully to what I'm about to say."
"I'm getting old. I