Luomu Village
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and from time to time rustling brought bursts of rain. The rain fell on the face and also on the scattered corpses.
"I'll fight with you!" The middle-aged man, who was covered in blood and had a limp leg, took a rusty knife in his hand and slashed at a walking corpse in front of him.
On one side, an eight or nine-year-old girl was lying on the ground covered in blood. There was a claw mark on her neck. She was wrapped in a piece of cloth, but it was of no use.
The girl's body was still twitching from time to time, her blood was stained red, her eyes were dim, and she was about to die.
A girl with a wooden stick in her hand was assisting the man in attacking the walking corpse.
The walking corpse has a short body and relatively slow speed, but its fingers have grown claws, which are very sharp. When attacking, it pounces on people and uses its claws to tear the body apart, leaving a bloody wound when it is scratched.
At this time, the zombie pawed, and there was only a "pop" sound. The rusty knife cut into half of the claw, and it was stuck there, unable to be pulled out for a while. The zombie didn't care about the injury at all, and clawed again.
"Ah, I'm going to die..." the exhausted middle-aged man thought, and the figures of his father and sister, as well as the mother left in the village, suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
Even if they die, they can't live, but they don't feel sad. Maybe it's too difficult to survive in this world, and death is so simple.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared, and there was a flash of black light, and the zombie's head flew out, and then like a lit candle, white flames appeared at the cut neck, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into fire. people.
The flame burns silently, but gives people around it a warm feeling.
Then, Pei Ziyun slashed forward, and another walking corpse that attacked the villagers was immediately hit by the knife. White fire erupted from his body and turned into ashes.
"Master Samurai is here, we are saved!!" The villagers shouted when they saw Pei Ziyun killing these zombies like he was mowing grass.
Feeling a little bit of power pouring into his body, Pei Ziyun narrowed his eyes slightly. Without talking to the villagers, he glanced at the eight or nine-year-old girl not far away, stepped back slightly to the left, kicked away the attacking zombie, and hit the girl. The body was slashed diagonally with a wooden knife, and the long knife was inserted straight in. As soon as it was pulled out, white smoke and white flames came out of the zombie's entire body, burning the girl's body.
Kill the walking corpse, ignore it, and rush into the battlefield. There are no monsters or leaders. Pei Ziyun did not use "skills" on a large scale.
"There isn't much spiritual power in the air to absorb. If you use magic, it's not worth it in this situation." In the direction of the wooden knife, more than ten zombies were killed in an instant. After the fire, there were no corpses, only ashes on the ground.
"Master Samurai is finally here. It's great. It would be great if Doubi can survive." The middle-aged man thought. At this moment, among the ashes about five steps away, there was a body that seemed to have turned into a corpse. Suddenly he raised his head and shouted: "Dad!"
Hearing someone shouting, the middle-aged man woke up from his coma, looked around, and saw clearly that it was his daughter Doubiang, and couldn't help but pounce on him: "Doubian, are you still alive?"
Before he finished speaking, the zombies were alerted, and a group of them gathered together and rushed towards the warrior quickly and neatly.
The middle-aged man stared with his eyes wide open, and saw that the warrior did not give in, and the sword light rushed in: "Puff, puff, puff", and the zombies continued to fall until not even half of them remained.
"Thank you, Lord Warrior!" After the killing, a white-haired old man slowly came out, knelt down in front of Pei Ziyun, and said respectfully: "Master Warrior, please save us!"
"What does this mean?" Pei Ziyun asked as he looked at the scene in front of him.
"The walking corpse just now was actually the servant of the mountain ghost. Although it has been killed by the samurai, if the mountain ghost is still there, it will continue to drive the walking corpse to our village!"
"I don't know why, but the zombies only eat a few people in our village at a time. Now that you have killed so many, I'm afraid the mountain ghost will come to take revenge in person, and our village will face destruction."
"Please, sir, save us!"
At this time, the villagers were also kneeling on the ground, kowtowing: "Bang bang bang" kept ringing, and the skin on their foreheads was broken, and the blood flowed non-stop, and they didn't care.
Looking at the pleading villagers, Pei Ziyun glanced at the task, looked at it again, and finally said: "Okay, in that case, I'll give it a try!"
"Thank you, Lord Warrior!" Everyone thanked.
"Thank you, Lord Samurai." At this time, a soft childish voice came out, and a little girl came over. She looked to be seven or eight years old. She was the same Douban who was convulsing on the ground just now. She huddled in the corner for a while and found that her wound had healed. I couldn't help but approached cautiously.
She lovingly took out half a sweet potato, held it in front of Pei Ziyun, and whispered: "Master warrior, here you go!"
Children in troubled times are very sensitive and sensible. The samurai saved herself and the whole village. She wanted to give the samurai the most precious food to enjoy.
Pei Ziyun glanced at Doubiang and recognized her. She was about to die just now, but in fact, the power of purification of the zombies killed was divided into four parts, one of which would be distributed to the world.
The girl is also a part of this world, so the walking corpse is close to the burning. She is in desperate need of life, so she absorbs it and survives. Now she is sallow and thin, looking at the sweet potato in her hand with some reluctance, but she still offers it to her.
Pei Ziyun took the sweet potato with both hands, peeled off the dirty skin, and ate it. Doubi looked at it and swallowed with a "gulu" sound.
Pei Ziyun glanced at her and asked, "This is all you have?"
"Dad gave this to mom. Mom gave it to me before she died." Doubi nodded. She had been reluctant to eat this piece of sweet potato!
Pei Ziyun said nothing, ate the sweet potato, and asked Mayumi Masuda, "Are there any rice balls?"
"Yes!" Masuda Mayumi took out a rice ball. Pei Ziyun took it over and put it in Doubi's hand. Doubi looked at the rice ball made of white rice grains and was a little disbelieving: "Samurai-sama, is this for me?"
Pei Ziyun nodded, looked at the bean cake with shabby clothes and sallow complexion, and said, "Eat it, it's for you, eat half of it now."
A bright smile appeared on Doubiang's face: "Thank you, sir!"
Doubi held the rice ball in his hand, ate it carefully, and said, "I have never eaten a rice ball. Before my mother died, she said her greatest wish was to eat a rice ball!"
Doubi's face was full of joy. As he ate, tears flowed down unknowingly: "Mom, I've already eaten the rice ball you want to eat most!"
"There is still half of it. I want to give it to grandma. She has never eaten rice balls."
Pei Ziyun was silent and stood up: "Mayumi, let's continue!"
After only two steps, there was a sudden tightening behind me, and someone grabbed the corner of my clothes.
"Master Samurai, will you come back?" Doubi's eyes were full of reluctance.
Looking at Doubiang's eyes, Pei Ziyun felt soft for some reason. He touched her head and sighed: "No way!"
"But I'll kill the monsters nearby, and once I'm done, I'll light the smoke."
"Without monsters, you can farm and have rice balls to eat."
Pei Ziyun paused when he said this. Toyotomi Hideyoshi, a man of the world, entertained daimyo with the following dishes: a small bowl of rice, a piece of fish, a bowl of miso soup, and a portion of radish pickles.
Rice balls cannot be made without mixing polished rice with glutinous rice. Even if there is a bumper harvest every year and there are no monsters, farmers cannot afford to eat it. It would be good to eat beans and rice.
This actually has nothing to do with monsters, but more to do with productivity and the system.
"Really?"
"This way we can farm safely and have rice balls at the end of the year!" Doubi didn't feel this. Her eyes like moon buds seemed to have seen a beautiful scene, and she said with expectation.
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"Sir, in fact, as you heard, these people's wishes are very simple and they need very little. As long as they can cultivate the fields and have food to eat, that's enough!" Mayumi Masuda felt deeply, not far out of the village. , entering a fog, she sighed.
She got six more rice balls. This was the reward for Luo Mu Village's hard work. The people ate bean rice, which is why the name of the bean cake may have come from this.
"The walking zombies may just be filthy air, but the formation of monsters requires the fear of the villagers, so the monsters will not kill all the villagers, and it will take time to grow. At least in ten years, there will be no more powerful monsters."
"Without powerful monsters, zombies without intelligence will not form a team and are relatively easy to solve. Sir, you have saved many, many people by killing monsters along the way!"
Pei Ziyun did not answer, but just hissed. Mayumi Masuda immediately took a few steps back cautiously. Under the mist, a skeleton opened its mouth, as if it was laughing silently. Not far away was a cemetery, with big steamed buns everywhere. It was entangled with zhulian ropes and magical talismans, but she could feel that these were no longer effective, and underneath, there was vicious resentment flowing.
"... Are you the samurai who goes around killing monsters?"
"You killed my servant? In that case, just stay and pay with your life!" A monster suddenly appeared in front of him and spoke to Pei Ziyun with a ferocious expression, ignoring Mayumi Masuda.
This monster does not seem to be transformed from a corpse, but a kind of mountain ghost. It is holding a huge shackle in its hand. The whole shackle is dark red, but it is full of pits, and human hair and bones can be faintly seen on it.
Pei Ziyun's eyes were slightly red, and he saw a crying face on the shackles.
The mountain ghost looked at Pei Ziyun and said nothing, and smiled ferociously: "If you don't resist anymore, come into my mouth. I like the meat of powerful warriors like you the most. It's chewy and has a good taste!"
The mountain ghost said and threw the shackles at Pei Ziyun fiercely.
"Boom!!" The huge wind pressure blew away the surrounding fog. Pei Ziyun didn't speak as a complete body appeared on his body.
"Bang!" With a horizontal stroke of the wooden knife, Pei Ziyun took five or six steps back, and a deep ravine was drawn on the ground.
"Is the power so strong?" Pei Ziyun felt the power coming from the wooden sword and flashed.
"Bang!" A huge pit appeared on the ground. The mountain ghost waved his shackles, with green liquid flowing from his mouth, and roared with excitement: "You can't escape, so die!"
"It seems that there is a secret power connection with the mountain forest, but you are an idiot who can only use power?" Pei Ziyun watched the mountain ghost wave his shackles and hit him continuously, and took a few steps back.
"Boom!" The trees kept falling, and the mountain ghost stalked in pursuit. Suddenly, Pei Ziyun disappeared in front of him. He looked around with a blank look on his face.
"Poof!" A white light flashed, and Pei Ziyun jumped up from the fallen tree and inserted the knife. He only heard a metallic sound, but the wooden knife still penetrated.
"No!" The mountain ghost let out a shrill roar, his whole body expanded in a circle, and he waved his shackles, trying to kill this hateful human being.
Pei Ziyun stood still, a little red light lit up on the wooden knife, and there were many faces, but with just one stab, there was a "pop" sound, and the tip of the knife went straight into the heart.
"Ah!" The mountain ghost fell out, white flames ignited, and its screams could be heard for miles. Pei Ziyun felt a surge of power pouring into his body.
Sure enough, only stronger monsters can bring more power.
This power is not great, but it is expensive in number.
"Bang" Pei Ziyun pulled out his wooden knife, and the huge body of the mountain ghost turned into ashes. While there were still sparks, he gathered the leaves together, and suddenly thick smoke billowed out.
"Mayumi, do you know what it means to be alive?" Pei Ziyun seemed to faintly hear the cheers of the village below, looking at the thick smoke, he suddenly asked.
(End of chapter)