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Several old people felt sad when they saw this scene.

Chuanzi is the grandson of Lao Hu.

His name is Hu Chuan, and the old people in the village like to call him Chuanzi.

Chuanzi can be said to have grown up together with everyone, and no one can be happy when such a thing happens.

"Chuanzi, how should I explain to your parents..."

Lao Hu started crying as soon as he got there.

This person couldn't stand steadily, and several people hurried to support him.

Chuanzi is gone, and if Lao Hu is dying, it would be a tragedy.

"Lao Hu, it has happened, condolences..."

"How can you condole with me? That's my grandson, and you also watched him grow up. Can you bear it like this?"

Lao Hu's words directly silenced several people present.

If possible, they don't want to do this.

The other person is already dead, but they are still burning his body.

This is wrong no matter how you say it.

What's more, they still retain the custom of burial here.

As for burning the corpse, it is even more disrespectful!

"Old Hu, you should go and see Chuanzi's corpse first, then we can talk about the next thing!"

The village chief knew that if he continued to talk like this, the people beside him would soon be shaken.

Such a corpse must not happen.

Chuanzi's corpse must be burned.

These are the original words of the only old man in the village who has seen zombies.

Since things here are not very glorious, only a few old people opened the coffin reasonably.

The lid of the coffin is very heavy, but the old people have been doing hard work all year round.

This weight is still acceptable.

"Huh? Do you feel that it is a lot heavier to open the coffin this time?" An old man said strangely.

At the same time, the veins on the hands of several old people bulged.

Obviously, they also felt that the weight seemed wrong.

Bang!

It was finally opened, but I don't know if it was an illusion.

They actually saw a faint black gas being released from the inside of the coffin.

After a while, the black gas was inhaled into the noses of the old people who opened the coffin.

At this time, the coffin was opened, and several people looked over.

At a moment, several people took a breath of cold air.

They hurriedly retreated, and only Lao Hu was stunned.

"Chuanzi!!" Lao Hu burst into tears the moment he saw the body.

Only the few people next to him were frightened.

The village chief was still a little surprised at what they saw that caused such a big commotion.

When he was about to go forward to see, he was stopped by several people.

"Chuanzi's condition is not right, it seems that he is about to turn into a corpse!" An old man was terrified.

He pointed to the coffin.

But at the other end of the coffin, only Lao Hu's painful voice could be heard.

The village chief still walked over and wanted to see what the current situation of Chuanzi was.

He walked in and took a look.

The next moment, even the knowledgeable village chief also took a breath of cold air.

At this moment, Chuanzi's body in the coffin had changed from the body they had seen before.

If the last time they saw the other party's body, it was just a simple black nail.

Now it's not just black nails, but even teeth have grown.

There is no difference between them and the zombies on TV.

If there is any difference, it is that they cannot move now.

When they move, they will be no different from real zombies.

As for why Lao Hu did not feel fear, there is only one explanation.

Family affection finally defeated fear!

The village chief hurried forward to drive Lao Hu away.

If this continues, Lao Hu might be infected by the other party.

According to the old man in the village before, it should be like this.

"Lao Hu, you also saw that Chuanzi is about to become a zombie. Are you still not awake?"

"This..."

The village chief's words finally made Lao Hu sober for a short time.

Looking at the body of his grandson in the coffin, Lao Hu suddenly realized that his grandson had grown fangs at some point.

Not only that, the fingernails were also black.

The skin slowly became dark, but strangely, there was no sign of decay.

Logically speaking, Chuanzi had been dead for several days.

Although it is close to winter now, it is not to the point where there is no sign of decay.

The only explanation is that what the village chief and his friends said before was true.

His grandson was really bitten to death by a zombie.

Not only that, he will soon turn into a zombie!

"Old Hu, I beg you, Chuanzi's body must be burned, otherwise all our villagers will die!"

He knelt down in front of Old Hu.

As the leader of a village, he must ensure the safety of other people in the village.

Even if he has selfish motives, the ultimate goal is for everyone.

Just like this time, he took the money from the school and even did not let the police be called, all for the purpose of retaining these schools.

The money given by the school is enough for everyone in their village to grow food for a year.

"Village chief, what are you doing..."

"Old Hu, I know we are sorry for you, but this matter really cannot be spread..."

Several people on the side also hurried forward to help the village chief up.

But no matter what, there is no way.

"I... I know, you guys burn it..."

After saying this, Lao Hu seemed to have aged a few years.

He also knew that what the village chief said was true.

This matter must not be spread, otherwise the only people left in the village will leave.

At that time, the village they had watched grow up will truly perish.

At the same time, it is also for the safety of everyone.

If his grandson really turned into a zombie and then bit other people in the village.

How would he explain to others at that time?

"Lao Hu, we are sorry for you this time!"

Hearing that Lao Hu finally let go, the village chief finally let go of his hanging heart.

Then he slowly got up, and then several people worked together to cover the coffin.

Soon, after a simple process, cremation began.

Why choose to cremate in the middle of the night?

It is also to cover up the existence of this incident!

If others ask, they can say that they are offering sacrifices to their ancestors.

All of this has been done by the village chief.

However, the village chief still missed one thing, the black gas coming out of the coffin!

Everyone here tonight absorbed the black gas coming out of the coffin.

On the roof of the ancestral hall, Su Bai witnessed the process.

I don’t know what the people in front were talking about.

Su Bai’s time was not very coincidental, and he only saw the last scene of the coffin closing.

But even so, he still saw Chuanzi who had turned into a corpse in the coffin!

“Zombie…”

The light of the fantasy bead enveloped Su Bai and merged into the night.