"Ah, I'll come and see what..." Wang Jingzhe just replied to him, and Yu Qingsheng had already left with a basin, and he didn't have time to tell him that this was not a zombie.

At this time, the lid of the coffin had been opened, and Old Mrs. Xu crawled out from inside. At the same time, the people in the village suddenly started fighting mode. At the command of the Yao Ma Zi, various blood, chicken blood, glutinous rice and grains and other common methods of warding off evil spirits in the folk were smashed at the old lady.

"Crazy..."

Suddenly, Old Mrs. Xu stopped pouring her body, her sticky blood was covered with rice, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

Normally, these chicken blood and dog blood can produce some physical attacks on the corpse that are scammers. Even if they cannot subdue demons and eliminate demons, they have the effect, but at this time they are like Bai Meng, and Old Mrs. Xu has no reaction.

In addition to looking rather obscene.

Old Mrs. Xu was shaking, and her mouth was still coming out of the accent from southern Anhui, but she no longer said "cold, cold" or something, but kept tossing and turning: "Let me go out, I want to go home, I want to go home, I want to go home, I want to go out..."

The young lady looked ugly, and she shouted in a sharp voice: "Mrs. Xu, why are you trying to die? This is your family. Why are you running back? Are you harming your son, girl and grandchildren? If they are not filial, it's okay. They never treat you badly in their old age and send you off. If you want to make trouble, you can't make trouble for your family."

Old Mrs. Xu seemed to have not heard it, muttering in a daze, then turned her head around and looked around, and suddenly she turned back to the house. No one outside dared to follow in, and then she heard the sound of rumbling through boxes and cabinets in the house. Not long after, Old Mrs. Xu actually brought out a very worn-out little horse and came out, and then sat on it and hummed a small song in her mouth.

The old village chief pulled the young lady and frowned and said, "Your method doesn't work. Look at what you have to do? If this continues, the villagers will not be able to live in peace. If you had known this would be better than not, you would just carry it to the grave behind the village and bury it."

The young lady thought about it, searched in the crowd for a moment, pointed to a middle-aged man covered in oily hair and beard and said, "Butterfighter Zhang will come over your pig-killing knife, and then get blood stained. If she stabs her heart, she will definitely not make trouble again."

If the young lady's move really becomes, it will definitely work. The knife that the butcher often uses to slaughter animals is very murderous. If it is really bloody, it will definitely poke the corpse of the corpse to death with one knife.

But this is not a zombie.

Wang Jingzhe felt that if he didn't make a sound, he might have to cause a tragedy on earth. He had to push the crowd away and walked over. In the shocked eyes of others, he squatted in front of Mrs. Xu and asked calmly: "Do you want to go home, do you?"

"I, I, want to go home, I want to go home..."

Wang Jingzhe pointed to the Trojan horse under Old Mrs. Xu again and said, "This is your thing, isn't it?"

“Yes, it’s mine…”

When Wang Jingzhe asked, the villagers were a little confused. No one knew him and didn't know where it came out, except Yu Qingsheng, who was standing next to him with an iron basin.

The old village chief asked, "This is a relative who came home. He is very brave. Why are you joining in the fun here?"

Yu Qingsheng hurriedly said, "Village Chief, this is the person I picked up on the road. He has no place to live, so I asked him to stay in the village elementary school teacher for one night. I don't know why he ran over."

The village chief said: "Hurry up and pull him away. What if Old Mrs. Xu hurt him?"

Wang Jingzhe turned his head "swish" and looked at the villagers and said, "She is not a zombie, you have read it wrong."

The young lady frowned and said, "Why isn't it a zombie? Everyone is dead. Look at her being so troubled again. What is this not a zombie?"

"The most prominent feature of the zombie fraud is that there is a ray of yin energy on the Yintang, and the limbs are stiff and the hands and feet cannot be bent. Where do you see her?" Wang Jingzhe pointed to Old Mrs. Xu's forehead and said.

The young lady was stunned for a moment, then looked over carefully. Old Mrs. Xu's face was indeed very dark, but it was just black. The same was true for the Yintang. Not to mention that she ran into the house and whispered again and then moved a Trojan horse out.

The young lady said in confusion: "If you want to say this, it's really the case. Then, what's wrong with her?"

"It's because I'm getting a body, but it's not considered a ghost. It's the same as hiring a dream..." Wang Jingzhe explained, then looked at Mrs. Xu's son and asked: "Is anyone missing in your family? A relative, the kind of relative, such as the old lady's husband, or children."

After Wang Jingzhe said this, Mrs. Xu's family was stunned, and then the eyes of her two daughters turned red. Her eldest son sighed and said, "No, my family used to be a young man, but he was abducted when he was seven or eight years old. He has been searching for decades but hasn't found him. I don't know whether he is dead or alive now. Where are the people?"

Wang Jingzhe pointed to the Trojan horse riding by Old Mrs. Xu and said, "Is this what he used to play?"

Mrs. Xu's eldest son recalled and nodded and said, "Yes, yes, this is what my father used to make for my younger brother. He likes it very much. He often rides it while he is at home. Later, my younger brother lost the Trojan and placed it in the corner of the house. We used to say that we would lose it, but my mother said that we would not let it go, and it has been left until now."

Wang Jingzhe said "um" and looked up and said, "The little one in your family is dead, but his body has not returned to his hometown, which means that the fallen leaves return to his roots. So when your old lady dies, he will pass by his mother and tell you that I am dead and will find my body back."

As soon as Wang Jingzhe finished speaking, the villagers suddenly became noisy. The old village chief sighed and said that he was a sin.

Everyone in the village knew that the old lady of the Xu family had lost her children. Although it had been decades, it was normal for the village to lose her children in that year. The traffickers were very brave. They drove a broken car and walked around the streets. When they saw a child alone, they plundered them, either by selling them or by breaking their legs and going to beg for food. In short, the fate was not good.
Chapter completed!