Chapter 276 Carrying the Coffin into the Village
If we talk about strength.

These walking corpses may be the weakest evil spirits Wu Xian has ever encountered.

Their movements were so slow that even a young child could easily escape from the zombies as long as he was not frightened silly.

But here's the thing.

There are so many zombies, so many that it makes my scalp numb!

All of a sudden.

Everyone on the bridge was in a panic, sweating profusely, and had no idea how to resolve the crisis.

beat?
Even with this number of guinea pigs, we can’t defeat them all!
run?
There are zombies gathering on both sides of the bridge. The only way to escape is to jump into the river, but God knows what is in the dark river water. Jumping into the river might result in a more miserable death.

It seems to be a desperate situation right now.

But based on Wu Xian's experience, desperate situations where one is sure to die rarely occur in the blessed land. Even if there are any, they are probably caused by one's own actions. They had just entered the blessed land and had not had time to take any action. How could there be no way to survive?

So Wu Xian frowned and thought.

With his current abilities, can he change the situation?

"The lightning spell definitely won't work, but maybe I can use the Heavenly Craftsman's Pen to draw two walls on the bridge to stop the zombies."

But what is known now is that the zombies are very slow. God knows whether they have the power to break the wall. Even if they can't break the wall, they can still stack up and climb over it.

Unless you draw a completely wrapped wall, the zombies can't get in...

The materials for painting the walls all come from the bridge. If the walls are completely covered, it may cause the bridge to collapse and they will die as well.

"All inclusive..."

“All inclusive!”

Wu Xian had a flash of inspiration and suddenly turned his head to look at the things on the wooden shelves. Aren’t the things that can protect their entire bodies right next to them?
The coffins and huge jars left behind by the mysteriously disappeared team beating drums and gongs are just the right size to hide people. Now these coffins and jars are their only way to survive!
of course.

There's something unlucky about hiding in a coffin.

But in this situation, who cares whether it is auspicious or not?

Wu Xian immediately rushed towards a red lacquered coffin, and the other family members reacted quickly and started to scramble for advantageous hiding positions almost at the same time.

Du E fell in love with the large black lacquered coffin at first sight. It looked very heavy. After pushing open the coffin lid with great difficulty, she was embarrassed to find that her strength was too weak. She could only push open the lid but could not close it.

After Wu Xian saw it.

He kicked the coffin lid shut.

He lay down in another coffin, and only closed the lid when his face turned red. If he had not worked out for a month, he might not have had the strength to do so.

Outside, there were sounds of coffins and urns being moved.

As long as the other new members of the family are not stupid, they should have enough time to hide. If they are really hopelessly stupid and refuse to hide, then dying here will be a good thing for others.

After being temporarily safe.

Wu Xian held the coffin lid with one hand and groped inside the coffin with the other. He felt relieved when he found nothing except himself.

Luckily there's no body here...

But if there were no corpses in the coffins, why would the team that mysteriously disappeared before transport these coffins with such fanfare?

Without waiting for Wu Xian to think it through.

boom!
A hand slapped on the coffin, and the sound made Wu Xian's heart tremble.

More flapping noises followed.

Wu Xian could almost imagine that outside the coffin, there were countless zombies pushing and slapping the coffin lid. He could only try his best to grab the edge of the lid from inside, using his toes to exert force, so as to prevent the coffin from being opened.

The slapping sound lasted for about a minute, causing Wu Xian to have some tinnitus. While they were slapping, the zombies were still roaring incoherently, like they were talking in a dream.

"Come out...come out..."

"Let us..." suddenly.

The world suddenly became quiet.

There was no more slapping sound outside, only the sound of water in the river below could be heard, but Wu Xian did not dare to push open the coffin lid to see what was happening outside.

Boom!
The silence only lasted for a short while, and then a deafening gong sound broke the silence, followed by the sound of suona, drums, gongs, cymbals...

The coffin was lifted up.

As it shook, a small gap opened slightly.

Through the gap, Wu Xian found that there was no moonlight outside. All he could see was the light of the red lanterns. Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, the coffin and urn were being carried again.

"I understand!"

"It's the moonlight!"

"When there is moonlight, people will disappear, and when there is no moonlight, the zombies will disappear. So, which one is real, these people or the zombies?"

"Also, this direction..."

“It’s that deserted village!”

"These people will carry the coffins and urns to the deserted village on the west side."

Thinking about it.

Wu Xian smelled a strange odor, and then felt inexplicably sleepy.

He tried hard to keep his eyelids open, but he couldn't hold them up in the end and finally fell asleep in the shaking coffin.

……

I slept for an unknown amount of time.

Wu Xian suddenly woke up from his dream.

There was a dark green in front of my eyes, and a cluster of phosphorous fire was burning above my head, illuminating the entire interior of the coffin.

With the help of the phosphorescent light, Wu Xian could clearly see the shape of the coffin lid.

On the coffin board, which should have been smooth, there was a huge human face. This face looked very similar to the evil coffin board that Wu Xian saw at the banquet of evil spirits!
When the human face saw Wu Xian wake up, it opened its mouth wide. Its mouth was full of densely packed teeth, all sharp wooden thorns. The entire coffin lid pressed down strangely, almost biting Wu Xian's face.

The terrifying big mouth was getting closer and closer.

Wu Xian kicked around subconsciously and actually kicked the huge coffin lid open. A ray of blinding sunlight shone on his face...

"This is……"

Wu Xian was slightly stunned when he saw the light of day again.

He sat up from the coffin and found that it was already daybreak.

The coffins, jars and other things were placed randomly around him. His coffin lid was lying on its side on the ground. It was smooth and there was no human face that Wu Xian had just seen.

Wu Xian rubbed his hair in confusion.

"Was what I just saw an illusion, or a nightmare caused by fear?"

Click, click, click…

With a noise, the surrounding coffins and urns were opened one after another, and the family members and newlyweds crawled out from them. Fortunately, even the ceramic urns could still withstand the beatings of the zombies, and the thirteen people in the family and newlyweds all survived. Even the dog was held by a female white-collar worker, and there were no casualties from last night's zombies.

Wu Xian rolled out of the coffin.

They were now in the center of a small village. The village was very small, with less than ten houses, but the houses were not dilapidated and there was little gravel or weeds on the ground in the middle, which showed that someone was maintaining it regularly.

As they came out of the coffins, the doors of the houses opened one by one, and old figures walked out of the rooms, looking at these young people curiously.

(End of this chapter)