"Oh, if you have something to say, just say it!"
Lei Budong was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet. Zhang Yexian sniffed twice and his expression changed greatly. "Oh no, it's a zombie, and an old thing at that. Let's go ahead and have a look." Then he rushed out.
"There's a zombie!"
The burly old man finished his words and was dumbfounded when he saw that he was the only one left in the room.
At this moment, the front yard had already turned into a mess. The originally lively wedding banquet had already been set on the table, and the dishes had been overturned. The villagers pushed and shoved each other as they ran outside. Leylin Feng shielded his wife as he stood at the entrance of the central room. In the middle of the courtyard stood a Qing Dynasty official's zombie wearing a long gown and a mandarin jacket. Both of his arms were stretched out in front of him, and between his arms hung a tattered brocade box.
Lei Budong rushed over while Zhang Yexian held the long banner in his hand and confronted the zombie. "Sir, please wait. He's one of us. Don't fight."
Lei Budong ran between the zombie and Zhang Yexian in quick steps. He turned around and placed Little Thunder in Zhang Yexian's arms. Then, he made an incantation gesture with both hands and poked the spot between the zombie's eyebrows with his index fingers. The zombie let out a low growl and leaped more than three feet into the air. The bundle fell from its arms and was caught by Lei Budong.
There was a letter on the parcel. He opened it and read the words, "Brother Budong, I heard that your Lei Family has a descendant. It's really a cause for celebration. Since the war a hundred years ago, the South Mao, the North Horse, the East Lei, and the West Chen families have been lacking in talents. Now that your Lei Family has a descendant, you have a descendant. I wanted to congratulate you personally and get drunk with you. However, it's a long journey and I'm busy, so I could only send this Little Fantian to send you a small gift.
Ma Hongjun. "
After reading the letter, Lei Budong stroked his beard and smiled. He opened the seemingly tattered package and found a mahogany box covered with yellow silk brocade. In the middle of the box was an octagonal Plum Blossom Mirror.
"This is the Tremor Mirror, a replica of the Qin Emperor's Bone Reflecting Mirror. Fatty Ma is a good friend. Hahaha." Lei Budong handed the bronze mirror to little Lei Tong. "Come here, my good grandson. Look at this gift from Grandpa Ma …"
Little Thunder Child, who was originally grinning happily, looked at the Vibrating Mirror and saw a ferocious zombie face with a green face and fangs, a wide mouth, and a pair of crimson eyes.
At this moment, Du Kang had completely become a spectator. He felt a strange and irresistible force erupt from Lei Tong's body, bouncing him out. He floated in midair and looked down at everything that was happening in the courtyard, witnessing it with his own eyes.
Little Thunder Child roared in a strange manner, scaring Lei Budong into retreating. The Vibrating Mirror fell to the ground with a clang. Little Fantian, who had been motionless, suddenly roared and pounced towards Leylin Feng and his wife.
"Lin Feng!" shouted Lei Bu Dong in the courtyard.
In the air, Du Kang couldn't help but close his eyes. He turned his head and a tear fell from the corner of his eye. Even with his eyes closed, he couldn't erase that bloody scene from his mind.
The next day, dark clouds hung over the sky and the autumn rain fell. Lei Budong led a group of people up the mountain. Behind him, the villagers carried three black coffins and Zhang Yexian followed from afar with Little Leitong in her arms.
In an ancestral graveyard, Lei Budong raised his hand and threw a handful of paper money into the air. The paper money fell from the sky along with the autumn rain. Three coffins were placed on a pile of firewood. In front of them, there were three memorial tablets: "Thunder Lord Lin Feng", "Thunder Li Family" and "Junior Fantian".
Lei Budong personally threw the torch on the dry firewood. With a bang, a raging fire rose and the three coffins kept crashing and roaring from the three coffins. All the villagers looked sad and Lei Budong burst into tears. He raised his head and let out a long sigh.
Zhang Yexian was standing under a tree in the distance with Little Thunder Child in her arms. She raised Little Thunder Child's hand and waved as if she was saying goodbye to her parents.
And at this time, a strange sound suddenly came from the sky. Du Kang raised his head and looked up, only to see blood-red lightning constantly striking down from the gloomy sky. It was as if the end of the world had arrived. Astral winds blew, causing Du Kang to fall into a trance.
Crack, crack …
There was a series of cracking sounds. The whole sky was like a mirror with countless cracks. More and more cracks appeared and became bigger and bigger. Finally, with a crash, a pitch-black snakehead fell from the sky.
"Xiao Pang!
Come with me! "said the huge snakehead. Surprisingly, Weiwei's voice came from its mouth.
To be honest, Du Kang almost cried at that moment. He looked at the snakehead and wanted to hug and kiss it.
Du Kang reached out and grabbed the scales on Wei Wei's neck. Just as he was about to flip over and climb up, the surrounding astral winds suddenly raged. A rumbling roar came from all directions, and the entire space began to crack and shatter.
Weiwei opened her mouth and swallowed Du Kang. When Du Kang woke up, it was already the morning of the next day. The bright sun shone on his face. The strong light made Du Kang instinctively raise his hand to block his eyes. He struggled to sit up and looked around blankly.
"This is … the White Vortex Pit!"
Du Kang's eyes widened. He jumped up from the ground and clenched his fists in front of him. He scanned the messy ground and found Weiwei in a deep pit less than five meters away, covered in blood and unconscious.
He rushed to the side of the pit and struggled to carry Weiwei out. He held her in his arms and pressed his fingers on the main artery on her neck. Fortunately, there was still a pulse. Du Kang softly called out Weiwei's name.
Weiwei's long eyelashes trembled slightly. She opened her eyes a little and said something, but her voice was so soft that Du Kang couldn't hear her clearly.
"Sister Chu, you can't die!" Du Kang struggled to carry Weiwei.
If Du Kang was in his normal state, he would be able to lift such a slight weight with one hand. But now, it took a lot of effort for Du Kang to stand up on his own, not to mention carrying a living person. With every step, Du Kang had to grit his teeth. By the time he reached the front of the car, Du Kang's legs had already lost all feeling. He could only move forward mechanically, one small step at a time.
He opened the door and put Weiwei in the back seat. Du Kang also fell into the car. He leaned on the steering wheel and panted as if he had just finished. After waiting for three or four minutes, Du Kang felt that he had recovered a little strength. He took out a bottle of mineral water from under the car seat and drank the whole bottle in one breath.
"Hoo … Grandma, I'm finally alive to see the sun again!"
Du Kang really felt that the sun today was so beautiful. He collapsed on the back of the seat, closed his eyes, and felt the long-lost warmth of the sun. Thinking of all the things that happened last night, his heart shuddered again. He was afraid.
Du Kang drove all the way back to the city and went straight to the hospital in the city center. Unfortunately, it was the morning rush hour. The car was stuck on the road and moved slower than a snail.
Du Kang was so anxious that his forehead was full of sweat. He couldn't wait to rush out and throw all the cars parked in front of him aside so that he could drive Weiwei to the hospital.