On the 4th of March in Guangtian Village, the third son of the Jia family, Jia Zeshi, went missing in the middle of the night.
On the 6th of March in Fowl Village, the second son of the Li family, Li Zeshi, was missing while his wife was dead. Her body was mutilated and had bite marks on it.
On the 8th of March in Muxu Village …
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In ancient Huaxia, information did not travel fast, but with the intention to investigate, a lot of things would surface.
On that day, it was only the 15th of March, but after investigating the surrounding villages, ten people were found dead. They were either missing or eaten by the rumored zombies.
The people of Qingxi Town were in a state of panic. Those who could afford it packed their belongings and went to their relatives outside the town without a second thought.
Those who could not afford it all relied on the Tang family to do something, especially Second Young Master Tang. He instantly became a pillar of support in many people's hearts. In short, they could not return home because they were afraid that the zombies would come in the middle of the night.
Grandfather Tang was duty-bound, so he opened up a manor in the outskirts of town for the frightened people to move in.
He originally wanted Grandfather Han to watch over the people, but Tang Ling insisted on bringing Grandfather Han to the county town.
Fortunately, he had told them before he left that it was more or less comforting.
"Don't be afraid. Whether it's day or night, send people to watch over the place. If there's really a 'zombie' causing trouble, you can just burn it down with fire. "
"Don't be afraid. It's not like they can fly or burrow underground."
"In a few days, I'll return peace to Qingxi Town."
**
After that, Tang Ling brought Grandfather Han to the county town early in the morning.
The journey was not too far. It took less than four hours in a wagon.
Wanghe County.
The best restaurant in the county was the Returning Cloud Pavilion.
Tang Ling was sitting on the second floor by the river. He was drinking the best liquor in the Returning Cloud Pavilion, Drunken Eight Immortals, and eating the most famous dish, the Eight Treasure Wild Duck, while reading the county journal.
He looked no different from the foppish young masters in the county town. Grandfather Han's gaze at Tang Ling from time to time was filled with complicated emotions.
"Grandfather Han, would you like a drink?" Tang Ling was grinning all the time. He flipped through the county journal several times, but he did not get any useful information.
Grandfather Han shook his head. "No."
"Grandfather Han, have some?" Tang Ling generously tore the leg of the eight treasure wild duck and placed it in Grandfather Han's bowl.
Grandfather Han did not move his chopsticks. Instead, he was a little angry. "Young master, such a big thing happened in the town. We should report this to the county magistrate and deal with it. At the very least, I should hurry back to town after reading this county journal to prevent any accidents from happening to my fellow villagers. "
"You and I are both martial artists, but what is the point of practicing martial arts? Deceived to serve the country, deceived … "
Previously, he couldn't bear to see him practicing martial arts, but now he recognized him as a martial artist? It seemed like he had been too high-profile last night.
Tang Ling gulped down another cup of Drunken Eight Deities and looked at the flowing river below. He closed the county journal in his hand and said, "There's no rush. It's still early. "
"It's still early." Grandfather Han was helpless. He must have seen Tang Ling's skills yesterday, so he dared not teach Tang Ling a harsh lesson anymore. All he could do was hold back his anger and wait. He did not even touch the dishes.
Tang Ling was really not in a hurry.
He ate and drank slowly. After finishing one pot of Drunken Eight Deities, he ordered two more pots. After finishing one Eight Treasures Wild Duck, he ordered another Phoenix Fish Maw.
He was already very polite. If he displayed his gluttonous nature back in Safety Sector No. 17, the owner of Linjiang Pavilion might think that the county had a locust plague after the zombies.
The meal lasted until the sun was setting in the west. Tang Ling then walked out of the restaurant casually. He patted his stomach and pouted as he muttered, "Boring. Boring."
That's not interesting? Grandfather Han was furious! You must have drunk an entire jar of the best wine in Linjiang Pavilion and ordered the two best dishes three times. You even spent more than a tael of silver when you paid the bill. Who else could eat better than you? You're saying that it's boring?
Of course it's boring. You won't be full even if you eat. Of course, Tang Ling did not say that to Grandfather Han.
He returned the county journal to the inn and retrieved the wagon.
Tang Ling suddenly threw a tantrum again. "I'm a little drunk and sleepy. The wagon here is too small. Why don't we rent another one in the county? "
"Young Master, you're too …" Grandfather Han did not object to it, but he could not help but want to scold Tang Ling.
However, Tang Ling did not want to listen to his nonsense. He called another wagon for them.
After this torment, the sky had already turned dark, and a clear moon was already hanging far away in the west.
The two wagons then continued their journey.
The so-called official road was nothing more than a wide and flat dirt road. The wagon was wobbling on the road while Tang Ling endured the pain in the carriage with sweat all over his face.
What was the point of eating and drinking in the dream? Even if he was hungry, he would still have to eat the tasteless and disgusting Level 2 vicious beast meat.
However, was there nothing in the Dream Domain that he could eat and replenish his energy? Did it mean that he would have to bring his own rations every time he entered the dream?
Tang Ling's thought was not groundless. In the dream, he had to follow the flow of time in the dream, regardless of whether it was a minute or two in reality.
In short, a little more than a day had passed in the dream. Even though Tang Ling had replenished his energy and leveled up before entering the dream, he was still a little hungry.
Under such circumstances, if he was in the Hope Barrier, he would not have to eat in order to conserve his limited resources.
However, in order to verify his theory, Tang Ling ate another 200 grams of Level 2 vicious beast meat.
He digested the meat as usual and it brought him a little improvement.
It excited Tang Ling because his theory before entering the dream was verified. The flow of time in the dream was different, and he could really use the convenience of the dream to quickly level up his strength.
In reality, even if the vicious beast meat was good stuff, Tang Ling could not eat it all the time.
Even if he could digest it, there would be a limit to how much his body could absorb and it would all go to waste.
"This isn't a complete proof yet. I'll have to wake up from the dream and see that the vicious beast meat is really consumed and I've leveled up in reality to prove it. " Tang Ling had fully recovered after traveling for a third of the journey. Based on his vigilant personality, he would only be relieved when he had complete proof.
However, even if the proof was not reflected in reality, at least he had leveled up in the dream, right?
There were also great benefits to this.
With that in mind, Tang Ling carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead and lifted the curtain of the wagon. The night sky outside the window was clear with the moon hanging high in the sky.
Grandfather Han's wagon wobbled as it followed behind. The galloping of the horses and the squeaking of the wheels could be heard.
The smile on Tang Ling's face was still there, but his gaze was getting darker.
Two hours later.
The carriage finally arrived at Qingxi Town.
The Tang Family's mansion was in the southernmost part of the town, so the carriage that came from the south directly stopped at the entrance of the Tang Family's mansion.
Tang Ling got out of the car, but Grandfather Han did not.
"Grandfather Han, aren't you going back?" Tang Ling could not help but ask when he saw that Grandfather Han was not moving.
"I'm going to the outskirts of town to take a look. If it weren't for you today, I would have stayed in the manor and guarded everyone. In the end, I followed you to the county and it was all delayed. I didn't even get anything done, "Grandfather Han grumbled.
Tang Ling was a little embarrassed by his grumbling, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "Then, Grandfather Han, you can go. I'm tired, and I'm going to take a look after a night's rest."
Tang Ling then added, "What else could it be? What do you think? Grandfather Han? "
"Hmph, you'll have to see for yourself. I thought you've grown up, kid, "Grandfather Han grumbled and urged the wagon to move away.
Tang Ling stood under the moonlight and watched the wagon go further away. He then turned around and pushed the door open.
**
"It's not fresh anymore." A gentle female voice rang out in the room. As she spoke, a pair of delicate hands pinched the shoulders of the man in the room and began to gently massage his shoulders.
Outside the room, someone was whimpering, but maybe because the person's mouth was gagged, the whimpering was not loud and not a single syllable could be uttered.
"It's fine." The man picked up an exquisite porcelain bowl. It was a bowl of almond tofu. He picked up the spoon, ate half of it, and passed the bowl to the woman behind him.
The woman took the bowl and chuckled. "You're really considerate, hubby. My wait for a day and a night wasn't in vain." She then slowly ate the rest of the almond tofu.
After she finished eating, she even stuck out her tongue to lick the corner of her mouth. Such a delicate and charming action, coupled with that beautiful face, under the dim light of the oil lamp, looked especially alluring.
However, the man did not seem to be in the mood to appreciate her beauty. He lowered his head and gobbled down the delicately cooked meat on the table. He did not drink the wine nor did he eat the rice and buns.
The woman sat beside the man and picked up some food with her chopsticks as she ate slowly. She then smiled and said in a sweet voice, "Hubby."
"Hmm?"
"I realized that I'm getting more and more delicate as time goes by."
"Why do you say that?" The man sounded doubtful, but he did not stop eating.
"The food has to be exquisite and exquisite. If it's not exquisite and exquisite, I won't be able to eat it. "After saying that, the woman covered her mouth and chuckled.
The man did not seem to have any thoughts about it. He just put down his chopsticks because the meat on the table had been completely eaten.
"Are you not full?" The woman looked terrified.
"I'm fine." The man held the woman's hand, his gaze deep. Who knew what he was thinking?
"It's all my fault. I want the best meat. Those that are rough, have wounds, and are near filthy places are all disgusting. Fortunately, hubby and I are not tired of these 'offal', "the woman explained.
"It's good to be more exquisite. If I'm more exquisite, I won't forget that I'm still a human, "the man suddenly said.
The woman seemed to be thinking about something as she leaned into the man's embrace. "Hubby, if you're not full, you should deal with the meat outside the house."
"I'm still a little hungry. But don't deal with the meat outside the house. Just eat it. "The man seemed to have made a decision.
"Why?" The woman was a little surprised. Didn't he just say that it was better to be exquisite? Now he said to eat it directly? Speaking of this, the woman seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked, "Hubby, isn't it too risky to kidnap him here?"
"Things have changed. We can't care about the risk anymore. Let's fill our stomachs first. After that, we'll pack up and go back to the mountain. "The man did not explain much.
"Ah? Go back to the mountain? What happened? "The woman was obviously shocked.
"Hehe, what happened? I can't see through that Second Young Master Tang! I can't see through him since he came back to the town this time. " The man held the woman and sighed. Suddenly, he pushed the woman away. "Hurry up and deal with the meat outside the house. We'll leave after eating. I'm so hungry that I'm almost out of energy. "
"Yes." The woman did not ask more and immediately left the house.
At this moment, in the small courtyard outside the house.
A black and gold-painted carriage that looked somewhat luxurious was parked in the courtyard.
The horse was tied up and chewing grass. The coachman was leaning against a pillar next to the horse.
The night was cold and the wind was cold. It was not that he wanted to sit there, but his hands and feet were tied tightly. His entire body was tied up there.
A rag was stuffed into his mouth, so he could not make a sound. Moreover, there were high walls outside the courtyard. He could not see what was happening in the courtyard.
Inside the house, there were intermittent conversations between a man and a woman. Although they could not be heard clearly, they could still hear some words about hunger and meat.
It made one's hair stand on end and became more and more flustered.
The coachman's sweat dripped down. The longer he listened, the more fearful he became. He thought to himself, "Could the meat outside the house be me?"
If it were not for the fact that he was a man, he would have peed his pants.
"Creak." The door of the house suddenly opened.
He saw an incomparably beautiful woman holding an oil lamp. There was a charming smile on her lips as she leisurely walked towards the coachman.
Seeing such a woman, the coachman did not feel at ease at all. Instead, he let out the most horrified whimpers. Even though he was tied up, he began to struggle incessantly. Two shallow marks appeared on the ground beneath his feet from the force he exerted.
"Little brother, what are you afraid of?" The woman squatted in front of the coachman. Her eyes revealed a look of pity and doubt. It had to be said that her expression was strange and lifelike.
Yes, only by imitating could one be lifelike. Their emotions were natural, so how could they be imitated?
But clearly, these words made the coachman even more frightened. He began to subconsciously dodge.
However, the knife in the woman's other hand slid across the skin of his face, leaving a trace of blood. Then, the woman stuck out her tongue and licked the blood on the knife. "Little brother, don't be afraid. Soon, there will be no more pain."
"Speaking of which, I hate the bodies of old people the most. They are full of old muscles. A little brother like you can barely make it, but you eat chewily. Speaking of which, children's meat is the best. "
The coachman was drenched in cold sweat. His eyes were slowly turning numb. It was then that the man in the house walked out. "What are you talking about? Kill him and eat him."
"Even if you don't kill him, you can eat him. Hehehe … "The woman laughed happily.
It was at that moment that a few knocks came from the wooden door outside the courtyard. At the same time, a lazy voice asked, "What are you eating? I love to eat them. "
The man and the woman looked terrified as they looked at each other.
However, in less than a breath's time, the wooden door in the courtyard let out a loud bang as it was kicked into pieces.
A figure walked out from the broken pieces of wood. "Grandfather Han, you're not a good friend. Why didn't you call me for a good meal? "
Tang Ling was here.
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