Becoming a Zombie
The number of refugees increased.
Therefore, Abbot Xuan Ci of Shaolin Temple brought another group of people and supplies down the mountain to help. They also settled down in Stone Town. Xuan Xin quickly found him.
In the small room.
"Abbot, the Great Guardian of Mount Song Sword Sect, Ding Mian, is here!”
"Five Mountain Sword Sect?"
"That's right. Yesterday, he was brought to the shed in the Medicine King's Yard to be treated."
The Medicine King's Hall's Chief Xuan Xin and Abbot Xuan Ci said.
He was in no hurry and quickly explained the whole story, including the Demon Sect.
When he said that these zombies were created by the Demon Cult, the abbot's expression changed slightly and he wanted to call Ding Mian over for questioning. However, the person he sent said that Ding Mian had fainted, so he could only give up.
Then, he quickly gave the order to divide all the monks into different areas and search the Stone Town. They also increased their patrols at night.
And the monks quickly carried it out.
However, there were too many people in Stone Town and the refugee area. The Shaolin Temple's manpower was simply too busy. He could only tear down Peter to pay Paul. However, it was useless. They did not find any zombies until night time.
And the zombies would move out at night.
The dark and thick night descended.
The candles in every household in Stone Town were extremely weak, as if they would be extinguished at any moment. In this endless sea of darkness, it was like a small boat swaying in the wind and rain.
The silent night was filled with a suffocating smell of danger. Six Monks formed a team, and teams of Monks patrolled Stone Town. The cold wind was especially strong, and it went straight to their necks. The few martial monks shrank their necks.
"This ghost wind is strange."
"Amitabha. Senior Brother, what did you say? It's the middle of the night. Buddha bless us."
"By the way, is that zombie real? Why does it sound a little mysterious?"
"Of course it's true. I went to the Medicine King Hall to take a look. The person who was bitten by the zombie used a large wooden bucket filled with glutinous rice and was extracting the poison.”
As the monks spoke, their voices gradually faded away.
What they didn't know was that at the entrance of a dark and empty alley, there was a zombie with its fangs bared and drooling! He panted slowly like a wild beast. After smelling the human aura, he suddenly opened his eyes! The two green lamps looked exceptionally terrifying in the thick night.
At this moment, he jumped and jumped, covering a distance of more than ten feet, heading towards the refugee area in the distance.
....
As dawn approached, there was a riot in the refugee area.
"Someone died! Someone died in the refugee area!"
Just as he finished washing up and was about to eat his vegetarian meal, Xu Chen heard a martial monk from Arhat Hall shout. Many people put down what they were doing and followed the monk.
"Dead? How did he die?"
Xu Chen was stunned and immediately followed.
The monks passed through the pile of refugees and came to an open field.
Xu Chen squeezed into the crowd and found Abbot Xuan Ci, Arhat Hall's Xuan Wu, Medicine King Hall's Xuan Xin, and the other Chiefs and Elders were all there. They looked kind and were saying something inaudible in the distance.
The refugees were blocked by the monks and kept poking their heads out.
On the ground, Xu Chen saw a dozen corpses covered in white cloth. His pupils constricted.
"How did so many people die? Were they all bitten to death by zombies?" Xu Chen couldn't help but think.
His ears twitched, and he vaguely heard the conversation between the abbot and the others.
"I didn't expect that sending martial monks to patrol wouldn't be able to avoid this disaster.”
"We don't have enough manpower and there are too many refugees. We can't take care of them all.”
"Amitabha!"
It seemed that he was really bitten to death by a zombie, Xu Chen thought.
He was right. Over a dozen people had been bitten to death by zombies overnight. All of them had tooth holes on their necks, and their blood had been sucked dry. Their corpses were stiff.
"Amitabha!"
Xuan Xin chanted the name of Buddha in sorrow.
"Amitabha." The other monks followed suit.
The surrounding refugees discussed animatedly.
"How terrifying. I didn't expect there to be monsters here.”
"I wonder if these people still have families. If they do, they can be buried with dignity. If not, they can only be thrown into the mass grave.”
"Hundreds of thousands of refugees have come to escape. Who can be buried decently after dying? They will be wrapped in straw mats and thrown away early. Sigh, nowadays."
Xu Chen thought to himself that people who were bitten to death would turn into corpses and must be burned. Thus, he squeezed through the crowd and walked to the side of Abbot Xuan Ci.
"Abbot, how do you plan to deal with these corpses?”
"It's Xu Chen? The government will probably come to ask for them, so all we can do is recite scriptures to ferry them.”
"Abbot, anyone who has been bitten by a zombie will turn into a corpse. These corpses cannot be left behind. They must be burned to prevent the transformation.”
Xuan Ci fell silent and stared at Xu Chen for a while.
Xuan Xin put her palms together and said,"Abbot, Xuchen is right. Patron Ding Mian also said that people who are bitten will turn into new zombies. These corpses could only be burned.”
Hearing this, Xuan Ci sighed and said,"In that case, let's do it this way. There was no need to worry about the government. Xuanxin, has benefactor Ding Mian woken up?”Stone Town's yamen was only a small yamen. It was too busy to take care of itself now, so it probably didn't have the time to care about this matter.
"He's awake," Xuan Xin said."He's probably having a vegetarian meal in the Medicine King's Yard."”
"Tell him to come and see me immediately. This matter cannot be delayed any longer.”After Xuan Ci finished speaking, he left with a few monks. The head of the Arhat Hall ordered people to collect firewood and then burn these corpses.
Because of this incident, many of the refugees were complaining. The dead were the most important, and now they were destroying the bodies. However, after Xuan Xin stood up and explained, they had nothing to say. Some young men even volunteered to help collect firewood.
.....
Boom!
A raging fire soared into the sky.
On the " bed " made of firewood, there were more than a dozen corpses. After the monk lit the firewood with a torch, it burned up in an instant, making cracking sounds. The corpses also emitted a charred stench.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a corpse sat up and let out a beast-like roar. He jumped down from the firewood pile. He had already been burned into a man of fire, but he still had the ability to move. This was obviously not a normal human.
Many refugees screamed and fled in fear.
"He turned into a corpse so quickly?" Seeing this, Xu Chen was slightly surprised, but he was not afraid. He urged his Buddhist power to go forward and kill the zombie.
However, a warrior monk who was very close to the zombie was quick and courageous. He kicked the zombie back into the burning firewood pile. The fire instantly swallowed it, and soon, it was completely dead and no longer moved.
"How terrifying. I don't know where these monsters came from!”
"If we don't kill the zombies, more people will be killed.”
The refugees and monks discussed as they watched the fire from afar.
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