In the lonely mud house,
Xu Qinglang fell into deep thought,
In front of him,
There was the corpse that he had just dragged back from the vegetable field outside.
He knew this corpse. It was the three sons of Aunt Xu's family in the village. He was less than 30 years old this year, unmarried, and usually worked in the shipyard. He had a good reputation in the village because he was willing to help others.
If anyone needed his help, he would definitely come over to help. For example, this family needed to repair a house, that family didn't have enough time to harvest the wheat, and so on. The reward he paid was nothing more than a meal or a drink.
This was the kind of neighborhood helping each other that belonged to the older generation. It was very rare in the younger generation, but he had always kept it. Many of his peers thought that he was stupid.
Of course, no matter how good his popularity was, it had nothing to do with Xu Qinglang. Although he was born in the village, he had left the village a long time ago.
Now was not the time to mourn and reminisce.
He had to think of a way to get rid of this corpse first.
Xu Qinglang remembered that when he was watching "The Deer and the Cauldron", Wei Xiaobao had that kind of bone-melting water. If he poured a few drops on a person's body, the person would immediately be corroded completely. Xu Qinglang was not sure if there was such a thing in reality, but he knew that he did not have the time to look for it now.
Or..,
Dismemberment?
If he dismembered the corpse bit by bit, could he stir-fry it or something?
It seemed a little perverted.
But why did he suddenly have the urge to give it a try?
He must have been infected by that pervert Zhou Ze.
Shaking his head, Xu Qinglang decided to use the stupidest method first,
Dig a hole..,
Let's bury this corpse first.
After burning some ghost notes later, this matter should be over. After all, although Zhou Ze was the one who killed him, this guy was already a zombie when he was killed. He had died a long time ago. Zhou Ze killing him was equivalent to giving him a release.
Xu Qinglang called a shovel from the house, walked to the vegetable field in front of the house, and began to dig a hole.
In fact, there were no tiles or cement in the mud house. It was also made of mud. However, after so many years of people walking around, the mud had already been stepped on tightly and could not be dug at all.
As he dug, Xu Qinglang leaned on the shovel with both hands and could not help but pant. For him, who did not usually go to the ground and had recently begun to enter a state of maintenance, doing this kind of work was really a little unbearable.
"Wuwuwu …"
In the distance, there seemed to be a faint whimper. It sounded a little like someone was crying, but listening carefully, it didn't sound like crying. The tone was a little melodious.
The countryside was still very quiet at night, especially at this time. Where did this kind of noise come from?
Xu Qinglang reached out and subconsciously touched the heart-protecting mirror in his pocket. To be honest, boss Zhou was not by his side now. Xu Qinglang was really a little uneasy and felt uneasy.
The whimpering sound came closer and closer. Xu Qinglang suddenly raised the shovel. Although he could only hear the sound and did not see anything, the sense of crisis was so strong that his adrenaline began to secrete crazily.
"Hoo hoo … Hoo hoo …"
Take a deep breath.
He kept breathing deeply.
Xu Qinglang held the shovel in one hand and the heart-protecting mirror in the other.
Could it be that Old Zhou had failed to catch the zombie, and the zombie had come back?
The atmosphere.
It became very tense.
The cold sweat on Xu Qinglang's forehead began to drip down.
Stalemate.
Stalemate.
It continued.
About twenty minutes later.
In the dark night, a few naughty crows flew over his head without sleeping.
They made a "Caw … Caw … Caw …" sound.
A gust of wind blew.
A few fallen leaves swirled in front of him.
Xu Qinglang and the air.
They confronted each other for twenty minutes.
The whimpering sound slowly became softer and softer, until it was almost undetectable.
After listening for such a long time, Xu Qinglang was sure of one thing. It was definitely not someone crying. Instead, it was more like someone was playing the flute leisurely at night instead of sleeping.
Who the f * ck was so free!
After waiting for a while, Xu Qinglang let out a long sigh of relief when the sound completely disappeared. The alarm was lifted.
He continued to dig for a while. He wanted to dig deeper, but Xu Qinglang was already tired, so he only dug a very deep hole. In any case, he still had to rely on the ghost notes to avoid trouble. He only buried the body because he did not want it to be discovered by the villagers in the near future.
When he walked into the house, the corpse was still lying there quietly. There was a clear dent in its chest, and around the dent were five small holes.
Zombies were definitely very hard.
In fact, if a dead person's body was preserved better, the corpse would indeed be much tougher than when it was alive. Zombies were formed from resentment, and their bodies were even stronger.
However, no matter how strong the body was, it was still pierced through by Zhou Ze's nails.
Xu Qinglang took a sip of water and took out his phone. He was about to send Zhou Ze a message to ask him where he was and if he had found Old Man Cui.
He would be pecked by the geese in the end.
Xu Qinglang and Zhou Ze did not expect that old man Cui, who had an extremely bad temper, would actually play a "sneaky" trick. First, he pretended to be asleep and secretly cut the rope with something. Then, while the zombie appeared, he and Zhou Ze rushed out of the house to deal with it and decisively escaped through the tunnel with his granddaughter.
The reason why the old man wanted to escape was very simple. It was because the two of them used his precious granddaughter as bait. At the same time, Zhou Ze planned to send his granddaughter to reincarnate after the matter was over.
It could only be said that Zhou Ze was right. He was born with Yin-Yang eyes and had lived to such an old age. He really did not have any hidden abilities. It would be hard for others to believe him.
"Why is there no signal?"
Xu Qinglang knocked on his phone.
At this moment, the corpse that had been lying there long ago actually slowly sat up.
It was silent.
There was no movement at all.
Xu Qinglang continued to fiddle with his phone. He wanted to contact Zhou Ze as soon as possible, completely ignoring the situation behind him.
It was not that Xu Qinglang was careless. In fact, even if Zhou Ze himself was here, he did not think that the zombie that had been stabbed to death by his fingernails would be able to make any more waves.
But unfortunately..,
He got up.
And he slowly opened his mouth..,
Revealing two sinister fangs.
"Hmm?" Xu Qinglang sniffed. Why did there suddenly come the smell of pickled garlic?
After all, he had been a chef before. His natural sensitivity to smell made Xu Qinglang subconsciously look back,
Then..,
Their eyes met!
The corpse suddenly pounced forward, and its fangs directly pierced into Xu Qinglang's neck.
Xu Qinglang pushed the guy in front of him crazily, but this guy was like a caterpillar, sticking tightly to Xu Qinglang's body.
He endured the pain in his neck,
Xu Qinglang took out the heart-protecting mirror from his pocket,
He shouted in a low voice,
"Boundless Heaven and Earth, Mystic Heart Technique!"
A layer of light blue ripples rippled on the surface of the heart-protecting mirror,
In the next moment..,
Xu Qinglang directly smashed the heart-protecting mirror onto the body of the thing in front of him.
This thing's body kept trembling as if it was in great pain, but it still bit Xu Qinglang tightly and refused to let go. Its hands and feet began to climb up like an octopus, trying to force itself on him!
"Plop!",
Xu Qinglang was really pressed to the ground by the other party,
The other party's body kept trembling and squirming,
It pressed Xu Qinglang to the ground and rubbed him to its heart's content!
Disgusting,
Nausea,
Uncomfortable,
Pain,
Pain...
Xu Qinglang knew that unless Zhou Ze could arrive at the last moment like the police in Hong Kong movies, he would probably die here today.
But this thing..,
Was clearly cold..,
How could it move again?
Right..,
It was the sound of a flute!
It must have something to do with that sound!
But it was too late to think about the sound at this time, and there was no point in thinking about it.
For the first time..,
Xu Qinglang felt that the village he was born in was so unfamiliar and terrifying. It was as if there was a curtain covering it, and he had never really walked in.
His hands struggled desperately,
Xu Qinglang touched a sunken spot,
It was the spot where Zhou Ze's fingernails had pierced through.
"Boundless Heaven and Earth, Mystic Heart Technique!"
Xu Qinglang chanted the incantation for the last time,
He gritted his teeth,
He directly stuffed his heart-protecting mirror into the zombie's chest from the wound.
"Hiss Hiss Hiss Hiss Hiss..."
Black mist began to emerge from the eyes, ears, mouth, and nose of the zombie. He jumped up from Xu Qinglang's body and then fell to the ground, rolling crazily. He was like a bug that had been sprayed with antidote, making a final struggle.
The heart-protecting mirror continued to emit blue light inside the zombie's corpse, burning it non-stop.
In the end..,
The zombie lay motionless on the ground again. Moreover, his corpse slowly began to rot, turning into a pool of pus.
Soon..,
When the water was absorbed by the mud..,
Only a clear human imprint was left on the ground.
Wei Xiaobao's Bone Melting Water, which Xu Qinglang had been yearning for, had really come true this time.
Bending down, Xu Qinglang wrapped his hand in his sleeve and lifted the black thing in the middle of the human imprint. This was his heart-protecting mirror, but now it had completely turned into black charcoal.
He, Xu Qinglang, had a thin family background, and his profound technique was half-baked. This small magical weapon was already one of the few things that he could take out, and now it was completely useless.
However..,
This was not the trickiest part.
Xu Qinglang picked up his phone and came to the broken mirror in the hall,
He turned on the flashlight on the back of his phone and pointed it at his neck,
In the mirror..,
On the left side of his neck..,
There was an extremely clear pair of teeth marks,
The skin and flesh nearby were also torn open, but no blood flowed out. Instead, there were small black particles rolling around inside, looking extremely disgusting.
Xu Qinglang gently caressed his wound with his trembling hand,
An ominous premonition,