"Yes, my brain hasn't been eaten clean, right?"

What do the children know? I just think that the second young master of the Tang family is not interested in strange things, and the questions he asks are so cunning.

But the children are also honest and say whatever they see.

Tang Ling pondered, and behind him, the two little grandsons started knocking on the coffin again. "Mother-in-law, I've eaten the fruit, the fruit is fragrant and crisp."

This scene caused many women to shed tears and felt pitiful.

At the same time, the Tang family master also walked out of the main hall with a few pages of manuscript paper.

At this time, the opera troupe consciously stopped singing, and the beautiful thoughts of the boys and girls were suddenly interrupted. Then they remembered that it was a bit terrifying and the lovesickness they secretly conveyed?

Mr. Tang walked onto the stage.

The 500 people in the yard suddenly became quiet.

Mr. Tang looked at the villagers with a deep pain and said loudly: "Recently, my Qingxi Town is not very peaceful."

"There are people who cannibalism, and those who kill bloodthirsty are wandering here. There are also those who are good at using this situation to spread false rumors and cause trouble to the hearts of the people."

"As the first household in the town, I, Tang Jili, felt very angry, and very helpless."

"I cannot sit and wait for death in Qingxi Town to kill people and eat demons, and at the same time, I cannot let rumors spread. This matter is here while the neighbors gather here, and it will be discussed later. However, Wang Po died as the third person in the town and the evil deeds of the perpetrator. As a fellow villager, I will send you a trip to everyone."

After saying this, the Tang family master took the obituary and walked step by step to the mourning hall step by step.

Wang Po’s two young grandchildren were still calling for her mother-in-law, and the Wang family’s daughter-in-law was also helped out with a pale face.

The group of children who were asked by Tang Ling had run to the outside table to play. Somehow, their faces were swollen by Tang Ling, and they began to run wildly in the yard. It turned out that they saw an old hen picking food on the ground and couldn't help but chase it.

The child called out Dahuang and followed behind him.

The yard is full of chaos, and the chaos of children is so irrelevant. How can there be a hint of mourning?

The Tang family master frowned, but he couldn't say anything about the child, so he had to unfold the obituary in his hand and read it word by word.

"Alas, the king of Liu, the king of the Yan family's palace..."

"Mother-in-law... why can't you get up quickly?" With the solemn and heavy voice of the Tang family's master, the Wang family's granddaughter stopped eating the fruit, and her voice called out to her mother-in-law in a crying voice.

Judging from the sister's appearance, the younger male grandson directly raised his head and started crying.

The Wang family's wife was weak and had no strength to care about the child. She just looked at the child's sad look and seemed to have felt something about her mother-in-law's death. She couldn't help but feel sad again and lowered her head and started crying.

People's hearts were covered with a layer of dark clouds, and they were indescribable sadness. The Tang family's master was gradually infuriating as he read the obituary, accusing the bloodthirsty cannibalism of disregarding the laws of heaven and not knowing the human way, and his heart was like a demon of hell.

‘Geeh’, the mother chased by Dahuang rushed under the coffin.

Dahuang also chased after him excitedly.

When he got under the coffin, the hen seemed to suddenly become a little confused by the crying of the two children, and just circled around the coffin.

At this time, Dahuang also chased under the coffin, stretched out his mouth and bit the hen.

"Darhuang, you can't bite it. You'll have to pay for it." The group of children chased after him. The owner of Dahuang who was running in the front shouted, and reached out to grab the rope hanging around the Dahuang's neck.

Dahuang seemed to understand the little master's words, and at this moment, she made a fearful "woouble" sound, flashed and rushed out quickly from under the coffin.

Several children ran too fast and had no time to get in hand and foot, and they ran into each other.

The hen under the coffin was so scared that it flapped its wings and flew out in a very embarrassed manner.

However, the coffin placed on two benches was knocked to the ground by several children.

When Tang Ling saw this scene, she couldn't help but frown.

At this time, it was not yet time for the burial, and the coffin lid without coffin nails was scattered after it landed on the ground.

With a dull sound of "boom", the Tang family master who was reading the obituary in front of the coffin was also shocked.

Looking back, Wang Po's body happened to roll out of the coffin, but the slightly tidied appearance and the longevity suit they put on were also lifted up.

‘The left hand that was gnawed is clean and without leaving any flesh.’

‘The open abdomen has a neat and large incision, like a mouth full of open blood and flesh.’

‘The neck was twisted, revealing the hole behind the head.’

The Tang family master had never seen this scene? He was so scared that he was so scared that he took several steps back.

The two crying young grandsons of the Wang family looked unafraid and didn't want the fried fruit in their hands, and rushed towards Grandma Wang's body.

Several children who were in trouble were also stunned in fear, staring at the scattered coffin at a loss, not daring to move.

"Mother-in-law." The little grandson grabbed Grandma Wang's other cold hand.

At this moment, a night breeze was cold, and the candlelight in the mourning hall was shaking. The white lantern fell directly to the ground.

With the lantern falling to the ground, Wang Po's eyes suddenly opened, and the hand that the little grandson was holding tightly, and he pulled the little grandson over and sat up.

"It's a zombie." The crowd began to shout.

"Ah, my child." The Wang family's wife screamed in terror.

At this time, a figure jumped high and flew directly over the head of the Tang family master. Before people could see clearly, they saw a silver sword light flashing.

A stiff arm holding the little grandson's hand was cut off directly.

The next moment, the sword light twisted a knife flower and slashed in another direction. Grandma Wang's head was neatly cut off, rolled aside with a "gudongdongdong" and grabbed it by one hand, and held it directly in her hand.

It's a zombie, it's a real zombie.

But the corpse was beheaded before it could cause trouble?

The people who were shocked and suspicious looked carefully. The sword cut off Wang Po’s arm and cut off Wang Po’s head with another sword. Isn’t it the second young master of the Tang family, Tang Chongwu?

In the shocked eyes of people, Tang Ling followed the candlelight and looked carefully at the head in his hand. A part of the gray matter in the skull cavity was taken away, but a layer of dense and complex brain neural networks like spider webs remained intact.

It's a little interesting.

And at this moment, a message finally appeared in Tang Ling's mind.

‘Investigate the ‘zombie cannibal’ incident in Qingxi Town, and find out the truth of the incident within three days. Completeness: zero percent.’

The tasks in the Dream Realm have always been extremely simple, and will not prompt you to achieve the level of the task and whether you need to kill the task target.

No clues are provided.

However, Tang Ling's expression did not fluctuate at all. He put down the head in his hand, looked at all the villagers, and said calmly: "Please take Grandma Wang back into the coffin. I'm afraid she won't be able to cheat the zombie again."

"Let's just pick twenty strong men tonight. Come with me to Nanligang." As soon as Tang Ling finished speaking, everyone panicked.

Where is Nanligang? It is the place where Qingxi Town has been ancestral tombs since ancient times.

The zombie fraud incident tonight is already very terrifying. I still have to go to Nanligang? Even the most courageous man in the town dares not follow Tang Ling.

However, Master Han looked at Tang Ling deeply, and seemed to have not expected that the second young master who had been talking about him would have such powerful skills.

He stood up slowly and said softly: "I'll go with you."

"Master Han, don't let Chongwu make trouble. Let's discuss things tonight, go to Jinnan Ligang?" The Tang family master did not expect that his second son would have such amazing skills, but letting him go to Nanligang would not work. If there is a problem with him...

"If I don't go to Nanligang, the town will not be peaceful." Tang Ling originally wanted to call him Dad, but in the end he was just a dream. It was really hard to speak up, so he simply expressed his attitude directly.

Then Tang Ling ignored the old man of the Tang family and looked at everyone: "As a man, shouldn't you stand up? Think about it carefully one day, the old mother, the spoiled and childish child will become like Grandma Wang, and you still have the face to stand in the world?"

This sentence made the men in Qingxi Town feel excited, and some teenagers stood up first: "I'll go."

"I'm going, too."

The eldest young man of the Tang family hid in the main hall, shocked and suspicious, looking at his words with doubts. Why is there more inspiration than his ten thousand words in just a few words?

**

In a quiet town.

Perhaps several drizzles have exhausted the dark clouds in the sky.

Under the still cold night, a hazy yellow moon gradually showed its face.

It was just a light crescent moon, but it also brought a hint of light to the dark night.

Dogwood, star anise, bay leaves...spent one by one into the boiling water in the pot.

The chopped fine and dense shredded meat was also placed in a pot and simmered.

In the delicate enamel bowl, a bowl is full of charm, with white mixed with red sugar, and a layer of honey slurry almond tofu appearing extremely charming under the delicate copper lamp.

‘If love does not know where it arises, and goes deeper, those who live can die, and those who die can live.’

‘Death can be born. Those who live but cannot be killed. Those who die but cannot be reborn are not the ultimate of emotion’

‘Why not the love in the dream is true? How come there are few people in the dream in the world...’

A song "Peony Pavilion" is sung in the house, with a straight and singing style, and a sigh of relief, and it is very appropriate to grasp it.

The tone is lingering and touching, and it can’t help but resonate when you hear it. I want to ask if it’s the daughter of the He family, who has such a sound like nature.

"Why is this time? Isn't you going home?" The lyrics paused, and a questioning sound with a faint sigh came from the room again.

**

Yellow moon?
To be continued...