"This must be Mr. Ouyang, right?!" Xiong Zhong ran up excitedly, looking like a fan who had met his idol.

"Uh... you know me?" Ouyang's expression was a little awkward. He was not used to others being so enthusiastic towards him, especially for such a "big boy", so he felt a little uncomfortable.

"I've heard some of Mr.'s deeds, so..."

"Master Xiong and the civilians in the courtyard, listen!"

An angry shout came from outside the hospital, interrupting Xiong Zhong's words.

"Xiong Zhong was a rebellious minister who led troops to storm the palace, united with Confucian scholars, and planned to rebel. He was escorted to Yingdu for trial, but he violated the king's order and brutally killed Sima, the general who came to arrest him..."

"Tsk, this guy's chatter is so annoying... Are you so kind to attract zombies for us?" Ouyang smacked his mouth and touched his chin.

For a moment, the zombies around the entire hospital seemed to be attracted by this powerful person, and the noise of the collision was a bit quieter.

"This is the current Sima of Yingdu. He is a member of Qu Xie and a branch noble of the Qu family." Xiong Zhong explained beside him.

"...according to our Da Chu law, although Mr. Xiong's crime is not worthy of death, it is still a heinous crime! I hereby order Mr. Xiong to immediately open the door and walk out on his own, and accept being bound and escorted. The civilians in the courtyard are not allowed to hide criminals secretly, otherwise we, Master Wang, will

Dye this city red."

Ouyang and Wang Sheng looked at each other, and there was a message in their eyes: I'm afraid this is not a fool, you should live through tonight first before saying anything about blood stains.

"Damn it, stop attacking like this!"

"Why are these villagers so brave and not afraid of death?!"

"General, we can't resist it anymore!"

"You untouchables, why do you want to protect such a sinner! Didn't you hear what I just said?! Everyone, don't hold back, just behead these untouchables."

The powerful voice let out a furious roar.

"Mr. Ouyang, it's still too late for him to ride away now, right?" Wang Sheng asked.

"I don't know, do you want to remind him?" Ouyang suggested.

"No, this guy talks like a pariah. He's really annoying." Wang Sheng quickly shook his head.

"No, General, these villagers can still move even if their heads are chopped off!"

The soldier outside shouted something, which scared everyone in the hospital and took two steps back.

"It's probably because their swords were too fast and the living corpses were not completely dead. This kind of thing is actually quite common on the battlefield." Ouyang explained nonsensically.

Now everyone is actually feeling desperate. If they are told that these "living zombies" can still evolve, these poor villagers will probably faint on the spot.

"Shall we play a game?" Ouyang said with great interest, "Guess how long he can last?"

"There are about a dozen breathing..." Wang Sheng explained, "His soldiers are very strong and have weapons..."

"What kind of monster is this? Why can't it be killed? Why, ah——!"

Before Wang Sheng could finish his words, a powerful voice let out a scream.

"Sooner than you expected." Ouyang shrugged, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.

"Mr. Ouyang..." Xiong Zhong came up again.

"Now is not the time to talk. If we don't hurry up, we may not have the chance in a while..."

Ouyang gently pushed Xiong Zhong away, and directed the strong men to move away the war horse that was hanging on the door and could not jump in. Then he blocked the side door with a large wooden frame and raised several more

Wood, fasten the big wooden frame tightly

Resist.

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as I finished my work, the door was banged wildly.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Help, young master, I was wrong, young master, please let me in!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Sir, please, let me in!"

Everyone looked at each other and unanimously decided to watch indifferently.

It's not that everyone is cold-blooded, but if you open the door now, zombies will probably swarm up and squeeze through this small side door without even having time to close it.

Ouyang has the ability to clear the scene directly, but he doesn't want to be exposed in front of so many villagers.

It would be really disgusting if he was treated as a monster or something.

"ah--!"

The screams stopped abruptly.

There were countless gnawing and tearing sounds of flesh and blood outside the door, and then, they all turned into the low roars of zombies that weighed down people's hearts.

"Remember, talk less next time." Ouyang suddenly said to Wang Sheng.

"Ah?" Wang Sheng was a little confused, "What do you mean? Why did you suddenly say that?"

"The person who is always chattering and being very noisy is always the one who dies the worst." Ouyang shook his head, joked, and then turned around and said to everyone,

"Now that it's dark and nothing can be done, everyone should go to bed as soon as possible. We'll have to come back tomorrow morning to pick up the bodies outside."

"Rest now? Can you really relax? What if the living corpses outside leak in?" Xiong Zhong asked.

"I will keep vigil at night." Ouyang said, glancing at the young man beside him, "Of course, if you are worried, you can also come with me. Anyway, you are bored, so you can chat with me. And you see

It seems like there are a lot of questions you want to ask me."

Xiong Zhong looked at Ouyang's deep eyes and nodded: "I do have some questions that I would like to ask."

…………………………

Late at night, Ouyang and Xiong Zhong were sitting in the house, while all the villagers were sleeping and resting on the roof.

Although the low roars of the zombies outside the door were permeable, after the angry guy made such a fuss, most of the zombies became quiet, and only a few zombies were still scratching at the door.

It seems that these guys with unlimited energy also have a certain schedule.

If it weren't for the fact that they really didn't have any consciousness, Ouyang would have thought that they had their own target. Once the target was achieved after biting as many people as possible, they could then become salted fish.

Deoxys gave a rather reliable explanation: after transferring the parasites in his body through biting, the activity of these zombies will be significantly reduced.

"There are no stars today." Ouyang looked up at the sky and said.

"It should be because the clouds are too thick at night." Xiong Zhong explained, "The weather in Jingchu is humid, and there are often clouds in the sky."

Ouyang nodded, and then looked at Xiong Zhong, who was trying to cheer up.

"Master, would you like to take a nap first? I feel that you are not in a very good condition."

"No, no, I can still hold on." Xiong Zhong shook his head and pinched his inner thighs calmly to wake himself up a little, "Just a few small questions, I hope you can answer them soon.

"

"But it doesn't matter."

"Mr. Ouyang came back from Shouchun and went to seek help from the Imperial Master in Shouchun City, right?"

Ouyang smacked his lips, wondering if he should tell him that in fact, the Imperial Master had been killed by him a long time ago.

"Not bad..." Ouyang thought about his words and said vaguely.

"But isn't this incident inextricably linked to the Imperial Master?" Xiong Zhong asked.

"That's why we let the National Preceptor be responsible for cleaning up the mess in front of us. We should pay compensation and apologize." Ouyang spread his hands and said confidently, "Whoever caused the problem will be the one to solve it. What's there to say?

"

"Uh...that makes sense." Xiong Zhong was a little dazed by Ouyang's false shot.

"And the Imperial Master is not such an irresponsible person." Ouyang continued to add.

"Indeed." Xiong Zhong nodded, "Mr. Ouyang, could you please do me a favor?"

"Tell me what it is first." Ouyang did not agree directly.

Xiong Zhong was not polite: "Help us find the public transportation team."

"Gongshu Ban?" Ouyang raised his eyebrows when he heard this familiar name, and suddenly realized why the world was so small and why he could meet any celebrity.

"Has Mr. Ouyang heard of him?"

"He is a very famous craftsman, and he is also from Lu." Ouyang nodded and said.

"Yes. He was once my teacher, and he was also a great Legalist scribe with very profound knowledge."

"Why are you looking for him? Do you want to rely on him to help you deal with that Qu Xie?" Ouyang asked, "Were you usurped by your own ministers?"

"Yes." Although the topic was rather embarrassing, Xiong Zhong admitted it frankly.

"My father was made by Qu Xie and turned into a living corpse outside of those who are neither humans nor ghosts. They use this to control the government, and I want to get back what I deserve."

"Shouldn't we go to the army for help at this time? Why should we go to the public transportation class?"

"I want to contact the two great nobles of the Jing family and the Zhao family through Gongshu Ban. With their help, I will definitely be able to avenge my father."
To be continued...