"The deaths of five villagers have been confirmed, and the Zhongzhou team members will be deducted 500 reward points."

A series of warnings from the Lord God sounded in the portrait's mind, making him lose sleep. He quickly got up and opened the door and ran outside.

"It was detected that the reward points of some members of the Zhongzhou team were negative. If the reward points remain unchanged after the end of the reincarnation world, they will become the main god and personally eliminate them!"

The portrait frowned and ran around the village with a flashlight, looking for the reason.

After absorbing the two old men on the other side, the dark figure completely turned into another appearance.

"One is still short, only one is short! Damn, I will come again."

Its mouth was covered with sharp fangs, its eyes were red, its silver hair fluttered with the cold wind, and its hands turned into a pair of pointed claws with its front limbs.

However, just as they absorbed the two, the dark figure kept flashing, and it howled and the color dimmed.

When I came to the portrait outside, I found many places but found no clues. I accidentally met several villagers on the way.

"I don't know if it's my teammate," Xiang Xiang thought for a while and said, "Did you come out after hearing the movement outside?"

Although he said this, his hand pointed at his head and reminded him.

"That's right," the villagers pointed their fingers and forced a smile and their faces were not good-looking.

The portrait can also understand them. As the newcomer, before he earned any reward points and precious side plots, he was constantly warned by the main god that he lacked points and would be wiped out.

In this case, it would be strange if you feel good.

The group walked outside for a long time, and almost turned the village upside down without realizing anything. The biting cold wind made people feel a little chill. In desperation, several people reported their names and addresses to each other, said hello and walked towards their homes.

The portrait of the person who turned home was full of worries for a long time before he fell asleep.

In the early morning, the first ray of warm sunlight appeared, and under the sunlight, it quickly dispersed the earth shrouded in darkness.

When the portrait woke up on the third day, Caocao finished breakfast at home and took his notebook to the village chief's house.

Of course, the portrait did not deduct 100 reward points this time, because he had already told the other party that this time he would arrive when he left last time.

"Is it Mu Yang? Are you here to look for Gensheng again?"

When the portrait came to the village chief's house, he found that the other party's family was having breakfast. The middle-aged beautiful woman glanced at him and showed a concerned smile in her eyes.

"Yes," the portrait looked at Xue Yang who was having breakfast and nodded.

He patiently waited for the other party to finish eating, and went upstairs to Xue Yang's bedroom together.

The portrait is like yesterday, take out the paper and pen that has been recorded in advance and handed it to the other party for analysis.

"In such a short time last night, the other party was able to kill four villagers in a row."

Xue Yang wrote on the paper, and he pushed his glasses and looked at the portrait: "Judgemented by this, this murderer should be the so-called zombie ghoul."

"Zombie Ghost?" The portrait was slightly stunned, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Yes, it should be it, otherwise it would not be possible to be silent and without any movement. It's so strange."

"Then how to deal with it?" The portrait frowned and wrote out his doubts.

Xue Yang sighed helplessly and continued to write on the paper: "There is a serious lack of information about the other party's conditions. At present, I have to remind the villagers not to go out at night, and it is best not to fall asleep with the light on."

"I have to do this." The portrait had a bitter face, so she had to use this stupid method.

"I'll go up and take a look," the village chief looked at the mother and daughter after breakfast, and wanted to get up and go to the second floor.

"I've finished eating too, Dad, let's go together." Seeing this, Ji Lan quickly threw down the dishes and pulled him to the second floor.

"Okay," the village chief smiled helplessly and had to nod in agreement.

"Ahem," When the two people talking with paper and pen in the room heard the coughing sound outside, the portrait quickly put the paper and pen into his arms.

"Father, is there anything wrong?" A few seconds later, Xue Yang's voice came from the room just right.

"It's okay, I just want to ask: If you have anything you need my help, just tell me."

The portrait's eyebrows stretched out after hearing this, and it really fitted the saying: As soon as I dozed off, someone came to send a pillow.

"There is really something that needs your help from the village chief."

The portrait opened the door and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

"What's the matter? Just say it." The village chief was slightly stunned and smiled reluctantly.

"I heard that five villagers disappeared last night. I wonder if the village chief knows this?"

The portrait looked at him deeply, and Xue Yang, who was standing beside him, also carefully observed the facial expressions and body movements of the person being asked as usual.

"Uh, is there any such thing? Why don't I know?" The village chief had some confusion on his face, and a little puzzled and surprised tone.

"It's true. I have reliable news. If you don't believe that the village chief leads people to search for it, there must be villagers who have disappeared unexpectedly."

The portrait assured him with a serious look on his face.

"This kind of thing actually happened under my nose. So Mu Yang, what do you think we should do?"

The village chief first showed an indignant expression on his face, then suddenly turned his words and looked at the portrait and asked.

"I...I think, now without finding out the reason, I will remind the villagers from door to door to try to turn on the lights and sleep at night. Of course, if you can, it is best not to fall asleep at night. If something special happens, everyone will take care of each other."

When the portrait said his advice, the village chief's face became weird.

"What's wrong with the village chief? I'm not saying it well. Do you have any place to supplement?" The portrait looked at him standing still, and asked with a puzzled expression.

"Nothing, you said it very well, I have nothing to add."

The village chief was slightly stunned, and after regaining consciousness, he quickly clapped his hands and agreed.

"Then please ask the village chief to bring some people to send leaflets with us to remind the villagers."

The portrait opened her mouth with a expressionless face, squinted her eyes slightly, and said with deep meaning.

"Okay, of course there is no problem." Seeing that the village chief agreed so decisively, Zixiang couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

After a while, the village chief brought some young men from the village to the villagers' doors with leaflets written in portraits, and used them to warn them.

After the portrait was done, it was already around 9:00 am. Everyone was sweating slightly after the work was done.
Chapter completed!