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Zuo Xiaohan's food box was placed in front of him without moving. He saw Gao Cai eating until his mouth was full of oil, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger.

"The time of reincarnation will most likely be tonight.”

Zuo Xiaohan thought of the scene of the black-robed Taoist priest lying in a pool of blood in the comic book.

The strong sense of uneasiness quickly gathered in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"I'll go back and get something. I'll be back in a while.”

"Don't worry, I'll be here…Burp, just remember to come back before midnight to replace me.”

Zuo Xiaohan stood up and patted his butt. He left after saying that.

After leaving the bamboo forest, he went straight to the small courtyard in the east. He did not expect a group of people to have gathered there.

Everyone looked anxious and anxious, waiting for him to come over and make a decision.

"Little Han, you've been listening to the conversation by the bamboo forest. Did that Daoist really resurrect Young Master?”

"I heard that the resurrected zombies don't recognize anyone and bite anyone they see. There's strength in numbers. If we gather together, we'll have a chance of protecting ourselves.”

"Should we send someone to inform the butler?”

"Are you stupid? That Daoist priest was invited back by the family head. The butler has always been on the same side as the family head. Why would he listen to us? If nothing happened at that time, how would it end?”

Other than Young Madam and Xiao Hong, there were no less than five or six people crowded inside.

These were all servants who came to the Zhou residence to work part-time. Most of them were shirtless, or only wearing a small mandarin jacket on their upper bodies, holding all kinds of tools in their hands.

There were even people who raised their unlit torches, giving off the aura of a hero in the forest who had raised a fire to revolt.

Zuo Xiaohan only took a glance, and his anxious heart calmed down a little. The fear that he had suppressed in his heart earlier gradually dissipated.

The hearts of the people can be used.

There might be a chance.

He nodded at Xiao Hong and the Young Mistress, who were standing at the door of the inner room, and looked around." Everyone, I've been serving in the bamboo forest at the back, so I know a little more than everyone else.”

"That Taoist priest knows evil magic and can resurrect the dead. The family head was bewitched and listened to slanderous rumors.”

"Everyone, think about it. People can't be resurrected after they die. Even if Young Master is resurrected, he will bite anyone he sees without a soul. At that time, won't we all become the blood food of zombies?”

"Once the Zhou Residence is finished, you will lose your job. Now, we can only ask Young Mistress to make the decision and help us tide through this calamity. We have many people and have made preparations in advance.”

Pa, pa, pa!

Zuo Xiaohan's impassioned speech immediately won praise from many people.

Among them, Xiao Hong was the loudest. Even the Zhou Manor's Young Mistress, who usually washed her face in tears, came out to comfort everyone. She emphasized," Everyone who participated in today's operation will be rewarded with a Yuan Datou."”

It could be considered to have completely stabilized the hearts of the people.

This young widow won a louder applause than Zuo Xiaohan.

"If Young Master doesn't come back to life in the end, what will happen if the butler and the family head find out about our private actions?”

When the sparse applause subsided, someone asked a key question.

This time, Zuo Xiaohan took the initiative to step forward and vouch for him.

"If it's just a mistake in the end, don't panic. I made my own decision, so I'll take full responsibility.”

The short pep rally quickly came to an end.

Time was of the essence, so Zuo Xiaohan began to inspect the results of the preparations over the past few days.

"This is a pit that we secretly dug out. If that zombie dares to enter the hall, he will definitely fall in.”

A servant carefully led Zuo Xiaohan around the edge of the hall and pointed to the middle of the hall.

There was a red carpet on top of it, and if one was not careful, they would not notice it.

Zuo Xiaohan pinched the edge of the blanket, grabbed a corner of it, and lifted it up.

Under the illumination of the light, a pitch-black hole appeared in front of him.

"Little Han, look. This hole is more than two meters deep, and the surroundings have long been shaved bare. If you don't use tools, you definitely won't be able to climb up in a short period of time.”

In order to be more convincing, this person directly jumped down along the gap that Zuo Xiaohan had opened up. Then, he raised his hands and jumped at the bottom of the pit. After that, he struggled to get up with the help of everyone.

"This pit was dug out by Brother Zhou and others. It was not easy for them to work hard for several days.”

"No, no, it's all thanks to everyone's efforts.”

Xiao Hong helped by the side, which made this 'Brother Zhou' who was wearing a short mandarin jacket that revealed his muscular body humble.

Everyone was polite for a while, and they couldn't help but stare at Zuo Xiaohan.

The latter nodded and affirmed the results of everyone's labor over the past few days.

The pit was about five to six square meters wide. If a zombie dared to step into the hall, it would most likely fall into it.

"Little Han, look. In order to prevent the zombie from crawling out of the pit, we still have a backup plan.”

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