PFC Chapter 756
Chapter 756
However, in the end times, strong laborers are relatively scarce, so the villagers are reluctant to use them as slaves.
"Kid, thank you for saving us!" Qin Haitao said gratefully.
"No need to be so polite, it was just a small favor. How did your village become like this?" Ling Yanyan asked in confusion.
"Sigh!" Qin Haitao sighed, "Our village suffered a tragedy half a year ago. The villagers disappeared inexplicably, and we later found out that they had all been arrested."
"What are we going to do with the people in the village?" Ling Yanyan asked again.
"I don't know, we're puzzled too. Those zombies seem to have come specifically to capture us," Qin Haitao pondered.
Upon hearing this, Ling Yanyan secretly wondered if the villagers had angered some evil spirits, which was why these zombies appeared.
"Young man, what are you talking about as a martial arts practitioner? You're not a practitioner of ancient martial arts, are you?" Qin Haitao asked curiously.
Ling Yanyan was slightly taken aback, then said, "I suppose so."
"You're a martial arts practitioner?" Qin Haitao's eyes widened in surprise. "I've heard that martial arts practitioners are very powerful. They can fly on swords and even summon wind and rain."
"Hehe, that's just a legend." Ling Yanyan smiled and didn't say anything more.
Ancient martial arts practitioners are indeed powerful, but they are not gods. They cannot summon wind and rain, nor can they fly on swords. These are all fake.
"Brother Ling Yanyan is so handsome!" Qin Ya, standing to the side, gazed at Ling Yanyan's dashing figure from behind, her beautiful eyes filled with infatuation.
She had never seen such a handsome boy; he was simply a prince born that way.
"Cough cough! Young man, thank you for saving us. I thank you on behalf of the villagers." At this moment, an old lady walked over, leaning on her cane, and said gratefully.
"Grandma, this is what I should do. I don't ask for any reward. I just hope you can move away from here and avoid casualties as much as possible," Ling Yanyan said earnestly.
"Oh dear, look at my memory, I completely forgot about that." The old lady slapped her forehead and then gave Ling Yanyan an apologetic smile: "Sorry, my brain is getting more and more confused as I get older."
"Grandma, now that you've remembered, let's hurry up and arrange for the villagers to relocate. Delay could lead to unforeseen problems," Ling Yanyan urged.
"Okay, okay." The old lady quickly turned around and went into the village, waking up all the villagers who were resting.
"Everyone listen to me!"
"No need to explain, we know. Let's pack our things and leave right away."
A middle-aged man interrupted the old woman, his voice trembling with tears, clearly thinking of his own family. "Sigh, I hope they are all safe and sound."
"Village chief, I'll go help." Ling Yanyan said and followed the middle-aged man.
"Damn it, it's all that bastard's fault!" another middle-aged man cursed through gritted teeth.
They had intended to live a quiet life in the village, but who would have thought that the zombie would break into the village?
The villagers were terrified. Although they were not afraid of ghosts or monsters, they were afraid of zombies. Under such circumstances, how could they stay still?
So they all left the village, but unfortunately, they were not able to leave safely.
As they were preparing to leave, zombies suddenly appeared out of nowhere and pounced on them.
They fought back fiercely and battled the zombies, but unfortunately, their fighting strength was too weak. They were completely defeated in just two minutes and were torn apart and devoured by the zombies.
Only Ling Yanyan and the Qin family remained in the entire village.
The Qin family members all looked at Ling Yan Yan with admiration; this young man was actually a master of ancient martial arts!
Although the villagers of the Qin family are known as ancient martial artists, their martial arts foundation is too shallow. They only know some crude fighting techniques and are no match for them.
If Ling Yanyan hadn't intervened in time to save them, they would probably be dead by now.
"Grandpa Qin, I have something I need your permission for," Ling Yanyan said, looking at Qin Haitao.
"Oh? Is there anything I can help you with?"
“I have a younger sister who is trapped in a cave behind the village. I am worried about her safety, so I want to rescue her.”
"This!" Qin Haitao hesitated. Although he also liked the granddaughter very much, their village had been taken over by zombies. Almost all the men in the village had been eaten, and the remaining women were all imprisoned in caves. They had no way to escape.
They were just ordinary people; they had no chance against those zombies.