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The dance master and the village head all came to see it.

When the village chief saw the Zhao family's situation, he had no choice but to say: "Zombies are afraid of the sun, and they will turn into ashes when they are exposed to the sun. Hurry up and bury them."

Mrs. Zhao's children hurriedly sent Mrs. Zhao to be buried, and then something happened on the way to the funeral.

The smell of blood gradually spread, Song Qi looked over.

After Mrs. Zhao's son also died, Mrs. Zhao kicked his legs and fell to the ground.

The players waited for a while before they dared to go over and try the old man Zhao's breath.

Now he is really dead.

"Carry it to the cemetery." Wu Dong Fengyun said.

Several players carried Old Master Zhao to the cemetery.

The sky above suddenly changed, and it became dark in an instant. There was a bang in the village, and it was unknown which door was knocked down.

Song Qi vaguely felt that it was the zombies in the Buddhist hall, and she urged: "Hurry up and go!"

A few people ran ahead with flashlights.

They heard the sound of bouncing and bouncing, and it was really the group of zombies.

The player speeds up, Wu Dong Feng Yun is at the end, he must ensure that the game ends smoothly, otherwise no one will be able to leave the village.

The voice behind was getting closer and closer, Wu Dong Fengyun turned his head and sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice.

The sound of zi la la mixed with the screams of zombies.

But some still rushed up.

There was not much glutinous rice and black dog blood left on the player's body, Song Qi and Lin Jiahui took out their ink fountains.

When Mo Dou meets a zombie, the zombie's reaction is even greater than when he meets glutinous rice.

They were in a hurry to bury Mrs. Zhao and had no time to fight these zombies.

Wudong Fengyun took a deep breath, just now those players had given him all the glutinous rice and black dog blood left on their bodies, but the number of these zombies behind them was really too much.

They arrived at the cemetery with a flashlight, and now the players are extremely grateful that the corpses lying in the graves did not rise up to cheat.

After finding Mr. Zhao's grave bag with ease, they put Mr. Zhao in it.

A few people are responsible for burying, and the rest deal with the zombies that have already caught up.

Those few people scraped up the soil, and filled the graves.

Wudong Fengyun frowned as the unrecognizable number of zombies stopped them.

Didn't the village head of the Buddhist hall send someone to repair it?Why are there still so many zombies running out?

No matter what they thought, they had to deal with the zombies in front of them and buy time for those who buried Mrs. Zhao.

With the hope of escaping from the game, they are all full of energy, needless to say.

As long as you survive this time, the rest will not be a problem.

When dealing with those zombies, there were indeed casualties, but because they were not facing zombies like Mrs. Zhao, the speed of the mutation slowed down.

As long as you run to the rest area before you completely turn into a zombie, you'll be fine.

"Okay!" shouted the people filling the grave.

When the other players heard it, they turned around and ran towards the exit of the village.

They ran to the exit of the village, the sky was slowly getting brighter, and the sun came out again, the zombies behind them turned into fly ash, and they didn't see other villagers.

The transparent barrier at the exit of the village disappeared, and the players stepped over it one after another.

At the moment of crossing the past, a reminder sounded in my mind that the task was completed.

[Task: Solve the zombie incident in the mountain village, and escape from the mountain village after the funeral (completed)]

They returned to the rest area, and the wounds of the people scratched and bitten by the zombies disappeared.

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