The day flies by, the twilight falls, and the sun sets in the west.

It was another clueless day, and no trace of the zombies was found.

Everyone was checked, including the sailors and slaves on the ship. Every one of them had their clothes taken off and their chests were looked at, but the zombie was nowhere to be found.

The ghost hunters who did not believe in evil even used the method of tunneling into the ghosts in an attempt to find the wandering ghosts on the ship to ask questions. Unfortunately, not a single ghost appeared.

This also made Cui Jun frown, and the coward seemed to have suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Just like that, watching the sun set in the west, night is approaching.

Most of the people came to the big cabin as Cui Jun said, and all kinds of talismans and evil-proofing gadgets almost filled the entire big cabin.

Especially at the main entrance, Cui Jun saw more than ten picture scroll door gods.

When these door gods show up, will they fight first?

Cui Jun didn't think something was right, but he didn't dare to express his opinion. He didn't want to offend anyone or any god by choosing the goalkeeper.

Just kidding, this is not Earth.

There are real ghosts, and of course there are real gods.

"If you don't come, you just won't come. Just believe this guy. Haha, even if you fight against zombies alone and severely injure zombies, you idiots will believe it."

"A bunch of idiots, piled together, waiting to be killed by others, just watch. You will be the ones who die tonight!"

…

There are still some people at the door who refuse to come in.

Cui Jun knew the two leaders. They were the two people whose deception was exposed by Cui Jun at the casino the day before yesterday.

It looked like they had been beaten quite badly, and their bodies were all still bandaged with white cloth. The eyes they looked at Cui Jun were filled with hatred, and naturally it was impossible for them to say anything nice.

Cui Jun looked at them, feeling nothing. Then he looked behind the two people.

There were two others who refused to come in, which surprised Cui Jun.

"Brother Zhao, Brother Lin Yi. Are you planning to stay out tonight?"

Zhao Tianji said loudly: "Brother Cui Jun, it's not that I can't believe you. I just think that since the zombie has not been found, there is a high probability that it is among us. If you gather everyone together, wouldn't that make it perfect?

I can’t trust these people around you if you have the opportunity to eat people. I still think it’s safer to go back to your house to defend yourself.”

Lin Yi also followed: "Yes, Brother Cui. I advise you to let everyone go back. You are harming others."

Before Cui Jun could answer, the old man next to Cui Jun said: "The premise of what you are talking about is that zombies can really defeat so many of us. Okay, Mr. Cui, we don't agree with each other, since everyone has different ideas.

.Just let them be.”

Cui Jun nodded, Lin Yi and Zhao Tianji also clasped their fists slightly, turned and left.

Cui Jun looked at their backs and sighed softly: "Close the door!"

Slowly, the door closed.

Zhao Tianji, who was leaving, suddenly stopped. He turned to look at the door, which was almost full of defenses, and said softly: "We can't let them spend the night easily and break down their main entrance defense."

Lin Yi turned around and waved to the two big men just now, and then slowly stuffed a small bottle into each of their hands.

"Master Lin, what is this?"

Lin Yi smiled and replied: "Five poisonous blood plus miasma pills are specially designed to break the gossip of the door gods. Wait, please remember to throw it in front of their door."

The two big men suddenly looked shocked, and said with a bit of trembling: "Mr. Lin, you want to kill..."

Lin Yi immediately interrupted: "No poison, no husband, understand? The zombies will become more powerful tonight, either eating us or eating them. If they are right and their defenses are impregnable, we will count them all.

They all have to die. This is a way to protect yourself just in case. Do you all want to feed the zombies?"

The two big men shook their heads repeatedly.

Lin Yihan smiled and said: "There are so many of them. Even if the zombies come, the most you can do is fight with them. Cui Jun can fight zombies alone and has his own way to deal with them. We don't have this ability, so we use some means

, it’s nothing. Remember, put them both together, and then leave only when the smoke is coming out. Don’t get caught, they will beat you to death.”

After speaking, Lin Yi and Zhao Tianji strode away, leaving the two big men looking at each other.

"Uh, fat man, will we kill ourselves if we do too much injustice?"

"Bah, bah, bah, you're full of jingles. If you want to get the top prize, remember to work!"

…

In the big cabin, everyone was silent for a while.

The large and small groups were divided into several groups according to their relationships, and people who were not familiar with each other were kept as far apart as possible.

Cui Jun's brows were furrowed, as if he was deep in thought.

At this moment, a person interrupted Cui Jun's thoughts and asked softly: "Mr. Cui, do you think where is the best place to put this girl? Do you need to seal her up first?"

Cui Jun raised his eyes and saw several people carrying the unfortunate woman who was covered in folds, unconscious and injured.

These people were responsible, and they didn't say that they would just leave this girl outside.

"Put it in the corner and use the talisman to suppress it. She's not a zombie, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Cui Jun replied calmly.

"Okay, Mr. Cui!"

As they spoke, several people planned to carry him away. But at this moment, Cui Jun seemed to have thought of something.

Suddenly he grabbed the woman's hand and said, "Wait a minute."

Several people stopped immediately and asked softly: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Mr. Cui."

Cui Jun opened the woman's hand and asked, "I remember there was something in her hand."

A young man replied: "Oh, you are talking about the glutinous rice in her hand, right? Oh, we have found all the glutinous rice we can find, but there is still not enough. One person per person, use it according to the situation.

There’s really nothing left in the kitchen.”

Cui Jun raised his hand to signal the man to stop talking, and an electric inspiration seemed to flash through his mind.

Scene after scene flew through his mind, the scene of the battle, the feeling of coma, the bandages on his body, and the time that disappeared, and finally settled on Nuomi.

Slowly, a look of shock appeared on Cui Jun's face.

"is her?"

Slowly putting down the woman's hand, Cui Jun said with a very serious expression: "You guys protect her, she is very important. Remember, you must keep an eye on her."

"Mr. Cui, didn't you say she's not a zombie? Why is it important again?"

The man asked in confusion.

Cui Jun whispered: "Anyway, you are right to listen to me. Also, call your leaders and the strongest people here, I plan to discuss it with everyone."

"Yes, I'll call someone right now!"

The few people left quickly, but Cui Jun's eyes slowly glanced behind them.

At this moment, he has grasped the key point of this situation.

Just now, he figured out why there was no trace of zombies.

Good means, really good means.
Chapter completed!