Dark Age

Chapter 37
The torches were burning, and this village in the mountains seemed to have returned to ancient times overnight after losing electricity.

The people inside still welcome Ye Mo, after all, he just killed so many carrion corpses, like a mythical figure.

But Ye Mo didn't want to talk to them.

There are more than a hundred people here, excluding the elderly and toddling children, there are more than [-] young and middle-aged people alone.

And Ye Mo also saw that their village had bows and crossbows, if they had the courage to attack just now, then Wang Xiaoer and the others would not be in danger.

It's a pity... In this last day, you will never imagine how complicated people's hearts are.

Ye Mo and Wang Xiaoer sat on one side, talking in low voices, but they didn't know that on the other side, Wu Qingtian was leading a few young people, whispering.

"This man can easily kill these monsters. It must be related to the dagger at his waist. I have observed that the dagger cuts the iron like mud, and the monster's head was cut off at once." Wu Qingtian glanced at Ye Mo, Said in a low voice.

A seemingly simple and honest young man next to him nodded: "Yes, I saw it, just like we kill pigs, stab one accurately."

"Ms. Wu, you are from a big city. You have a lot of experience and knowledge. What do you think we should do? Be careful, we just listen to you."

Said the young man in sackcloth with sly eyes.

Many people have seen Ye Mo use that dagger. The main reason is that the dagger is so special. Even if it is only the lowest level dagger in the magic pattern tablet, in terms of workmanship, an ordinary person can see that it is different.

"We have killed too many people, we can't kill any more people, just grab a dagger, and won't take his life."

"Go, take the guy and we'll talk to him."

Wu Qingtian picked up a hatchet and weighed it in his hand, which reassured him slightly.

These days, he is going crazy.

Staying in this dark place with monsters outside, such a life is simply not human.

He wanted to get the dagger in his hand, and then escape from here.

Wu Qingtian sneered as he walked towards Ye Mo.

The four youths behind him were incited by him and walked over with malicious intentions.

"Ye Mo..." Wu Qingtian licked his lips. He was already greedy. Now that he saw this kind of dagger, his desire could not be extinguished. If he could get out successfully, he might be able to sell it for a good price.

Ye Mo, who was reminiscing with Wang Xiaoer, raised his head and looked at Wu Qingtian with some displeasure, but when he saw the weapon in his hand, he immediately understood everything.

There was a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth. This kind of self-righteous person is rare in the doomsday, because they all died in the early days.

Ye Mo can bet that a person like Wu Qingtian won't survive even one episode in a series.

Beside the bonfire not far away, there were voices of women and children crying, and adults sighing, but when they saw Wu Qingtian and the others in action, they all waited and watched.

No one dissuades, but no one joins either.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Xiaoer immediately stood up, stared, and shouted angrily. He is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart. As soon as he saw these people approaching with weapons, he knew something was wrong.

"Ye Mo saved you just now, and you want to repay your kindness?!"

Although he is thin, there is already a wave of anger in his chest, and he is not a good person, otherwise he would not fight with Ye Mo at school.

Before, it was because of the rotten corpse that he panicked all of a sudden.

Wu Qingtian paused, and said awkwardly: "We didn't avenge you, but we saw a dagger in Ye Mo's hand. The dagger was very sharp, so we wanted to borrow it."

"Borrowing the dagger, I think you all want to snatch it." Ye Mo stood up, his eyes were calm, but there was an aura of power without anger, which made Wu Qingtian take two steps back consciously.

Wu Qingtian secretly felt angry, but he was just a brat, so there was nothing to worry about.

He kicked the hatchet, and with a chuckle, it was a step, and the hatchet slashed across.

If it's not soft, it's hard!
Ye Mo didn't panic at all, he took two steps back, knocked off the opponent's hatchet with a slam with his right hand, and then grabbed Wu Qingtian's neck, with a little force on his fingers, Wu Qingtian's face turned red.

Wang Xiaoer on the side was still in panic, but became angry in the next second. Ye Mo was his friend. Ye Mo had helped him fight in school before, and he was always grateful for that.

"Old dog Wu, you wolf-hearted thing, Ye Mo saved your life, and you still want to kill him and snatch his weapons? As a teacher, I think you are a failure!"

Wang Xiaoer's lips turned white with anger, but fortunately Ye Mo's skill is quick, otherwise he would definitely get hit, who would have thought that someone would suddenly attack while smiling.

Wu Qingtian's face turned red, and he didn't expect that the other party could easily dodge at such a close distance.

Is that human being?
At this moment, Wu Qingtian regretted it extremely, especially when he saw Ye Mo's plain eyes, his back felt chills.

The faces of the four young people who followed behind changed drastically. They really wanted Ye Mo's weapon, but they didn't want to kill anyone, they just wanted to intimidate them.

"Ye Mo, let go...cough cough...have something to say, it was all a misunderstanding just now."

"It turns out that you said it with a weapon, so should I return the salute." Ye Mo laughed, taking out the black thorn.

Wu Qingtian's face suddenly turned livid.

"You unfamiliar white-eyed wolf, you used my third aunt to block you before, and now you want to snatch my friend's weapon."

Wang Xiaoer was so angry that he slapped Wu Qingtian on the spot.

"Brother Ye, throw him out of the fence. Occasionally there will be rotting corpses passing by outside the fence. He won't live long." Wang Xiaoer said cruelly.

The honest young man couldn't help but say: "Xiao Er, don't get angry, we are all relatives, there is no need to be so desperate."

Wang Xiaoer glared at him, and said with some disappointment: "relatives? You son of a bitch, don't forget, it's your relatives who shut me out just now. Now you talk about relatives with me, let go of your hands first." the knife."

Goudan touched his head, but didn't make a sound.

However, Ye Mo took a deep look at this simple and honest young man, and the young man subconsciously avoided Ye Mo's gaze, as if he was a little guilty.

"Forget it, Xiao Er, for the sake of the village chief, you asked your friend to let your uncle go. I believe he was just confused for a while."

"Yeah, now is an extraordinary time, everyone should work together, otherwise it is uncertain how many people will die, and Wu Qingtian only wants to take the dagger and let everyone share it. This is a good thing, but the method of borrowing is not right."

Behind the village chief came out another woman in her 40s. Her clothes were clean and her skin was dull but smooth. She must have married here for some reason.

Wang Xiaoer could see clearly that Wu Qingtian was from the city and was also a teacher. These villagers were eager to curry favor with Wu Qingtian so that their children could go to school in the city in the future.

"Brother Ye, throw him out of the wall." Wang Xiaoer said again.

Ye Mo saw all this in his eyes. He had seen countless human natures in the apocalypse, so naturally he would not feel disappointed.

He didn't care about the things here at all. What he cared about was why these people were still alive after the scarlet giant passed through the village?

These shoddy walls are capable of withstanding rotting corpses, but even Green Goblin dwarves can easily cross them, let alone Scarlet Giants.

"Although I haven't seen the Scarlet Ceremony, I seem to have heard that before the Scarlet Ceremony is prepared, the altar needs to be gradually moistened with blood energy and yin energy."

Wangjia Village is not big, but there are thousands of people, but now only a hundred people are dead.

And according to Wang Xiaoer, people started to die slowly in the past week, and rotting corpses would attack every two days.

Ye Mo was vigilant in his heart, and looked around, could he be so lucky to find the opponent's lair here?

"Forget it, let him go." In the darkness, a rather beautiful young woman walked with a child, it was Wu Qingtian's wife.

"Third Aunt." Wang Xiaoer called out, he could ignore the words of other village names, but the words of Third Aunt...

"He treats you like that, Aunt San, this is a scumbag, it's not worth it."

The child next to the young woman kept crying, and she had a complicated expression: "After all, he is the child's father."

"Yes, yes, let me go, I promise I won't make a mistake." Wu Qingtian immediately flattered him when he heard that there was hope.

Ye Mo looked at the crowd, and with a flick of his wrist, Wu Qingtian rolled out like a ball.

"Go away, don't be an eyesore." Ye Mo didn't want to make it difficult for Wang Xiaoer, and to him, he was just an ordinary person, so there was no need to take it to heart.

Now that it has been confirmed that this is near the old lair of the walking corpse, the opponent will definitely launch the last attack in a short time.

"Brother Ye, I'm sorry..." Wang Xiaoer said apologetically.

Ye Mo patted him on the shoulder: "There's nothing to be sorry for, brothers, let's go, I want you to do me a favor."

……

Under the thick leaves with some rotten smell, Xiyan lurks silently.

As an archer, his ability to hide is no weaker than that of a thief.

And she is very patient.

Her eagle eyes are always on, and the biggest advantage of this skill is that it consumes very little energy.

A hundred meters in front of her, in a shadow, was a level 8 thief.

This distance, for the archer, as long as the opponent is unprepared, it is definitely a deadly distance.

However, his heart at the moment was not on that level 8 thief.

"How is it possible?! How could he?!" Xi Yan was terrified in her heart, she kept looking at the village, and saw two figures busy on one side of the wall.

Ye Mo, this seemingly ordinary thief, is better at dealing with demons than she, a descendant of the gods, but this is not what surprised her the most.

What Ye Mo did in the distance almost made Xiyan expose herself in surprise.

(End of this chapter)