Tongyang's carriages and horses slowly drove into the village on the other side of the stone bridge and stopped at the entrance of the village.

Old Man Zuo said hoarsely: "Guys, we're here. I can only walk to the entrance of Dreamland, which is where we deliver the goods."

When I got out of the car, I saw all the dead people on the ghost car getting off the car. They were all expressionless and lined up neatly at the entrance of the village. Some of the dead people were still carrying bags with minced meat in their hands.

When I glanced at the dead people at the entrance of the village, I saw one of them deliberately moving the bleeding bag away from him as if he was afraid that the blood would stain his feet.

Are these dead people coming back to life?

When I still wanted to take a closer look, I heard someone at the entrance of the village say quietly: "Have all the goods been delivered?"

When I looked in the direction of the sound, what I saw was a man lying on a rocking chair with a white towel covering his face.

Judging from his clothes and his hands on the chair, he should be an old man in his sixties.

Old Man Zuo said in a low voice: "This man claims to be the village chief of Dreamland. Every time I deliver goods, I make them to him."

I nodded, and Old Man Zuo walked up and said, "Village Chief, I have delivered all the goods you asked for. Do you have anything to take out?"

The village chief didn't even move his body: "Why are there so many more people?"

Old Man Zuo said: "I picked up the four here at the intersection."

"The owner of the one hundred or so people I sent later was killed. I can only send you the owner and the goods together."

The village chief didn't seem to care about the origins of the dead people at all. He just said "Okay" and said, "Okay, let's go!"

"Come back in a few days."

"When you come here, make the car stronger. I have a big cargo to transport."

I winked at Old Man Zuo, who quickly said: "What do you want to ship? Where to send it?"

The village chief said displeased: "Why do you talk so much now? You never asked these questions before."

Old Man Zuo smiled and said, "I've never sold you a big deal before, right?"

"I need to know how big the goods are and how far they can be sent, so I can arrange carriages and horses, right?"

"You also know that in this day and age, there are no carriages on the road. I have to make arrangements to change carriages in the middle, right?"

"Otherwise, I can only go back to the factory and wait for customers to come and pick it up."

The village chief was silent for a moment and said: "The goods this time must be transported by Tongyang carts and horses, other carts cannot transport them."

"It's not too small either."

"Let's do this! I'll let you know when the stuff arrives. Keep in touch at any time."

"That's okay!" Old Man Zuo took advantage of the time of packing up the carriage and horses and whispered to me: "I'll be waiting for you nearby. If you have anything, please contact me in time."

As I nodded slightly, the village chief said lightly: "Come in, everyone!"

The dead people lined up one by one and walked into the village one after another.

I watched the dead people walking further and further away: "Look, do those people look like dead people?"

Dead people, whether they turn into zombies or become living corpses, are different from living people.

Even the most elite corpse refining sorcerers cannot produce living corpses that are indistinguishable from living people.

Unless the living corpse is a corpse demon that has practiced cultivation for many years and has a certain level of practice, it can act like a normal person.

The dead who have entered the Great Dream can not only move normally, but also seem to have certain thoughts.

Nie Xiaochun whispered: "Look at those people over there, their legs are shaking when they walk. And the person on the side, he chose the safest route. This is what people in the world do."

Ye Yang added: "The man walking along the wall is a thief. Look at his steps."

I pondered: "So! All the dead people who entered the dreamland came back to life?"

"Does that mean that anyone who comes alive must die?"

While I was still talking, the village chief had already said: "Since you are here, stop standing around and come here!"

I walked to a place about three meters away from the village chief and stopped. This distance is the shortest safe distance considered by Jianghu people. If I go further, the other party will be more vigilant and extremely defensive.

The village chief said indifferently: "You can come forward. You can even take off the towel on my face and have a look. I don't mind this."

Ye Yang and I looked at each other and walked over: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

When I pulled the towel off the village chief's face, what I saw was a face without flesh.

The village chief's face looked as if someone had scratched it with a knife. There was not a trace of flesh visible starting from his chin.

There were only a pair of dark holes left for his eyes, and only the tongue in his mouth remained intact.

The village chief laughed and said, "Are you scared?"

"After a while, you will almost become like me."

The village chief continued without waiting for me to speak: "Okay, I won't scare you anymore, what are you doing in Dreamland?"

The village chief's words really stopped me.
Chapter completed!