"Dad, it looks like it's going to rain. We have to hurry." Chu Peng stopped digging, wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the dark sky. There was not a single star in the sky.

"What a jinx! He died with just a push, and I have to bury him in the middle of the night. It's so unlucky." Chu Lao Er cursed and quickened his movements.

The summer rain did come as expected, but what came first was not rain, but dense thunder and lightning.

The thunder suddenly exploded, as if it was right next to my ear.

Chu Peng was startled and could not help but scream. He looked at the person who was half buried in the pit. At this time, the pale face looked eerie under the reflection of thunder and lightning. He was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

"Dad, Dad, let's go. No one will come here in this desolate mountain. The body will be eaten by wild beasts in a few days. Let's go back."

Chu Peng was already trembling with fear, and he no longer had the courage to speak.

When this man just died, he felt that he deserved it, because he was competing with his sister for a man. But now he was a little scared, and his mind was full of all kinds of stories about ghosts and spirits that he had heard from the old people in the village.

Chu Lao Er was also a little panicked. After all, they were all ordinary people and had never experienced any major events in their lives. It was the first time in his life to bury a body in the middle of the night. In addition, due to the bad weather, his hands moved slowly.

Another bolt of lightning struck, the sound was even more deafening, and a big tree a few meters away fell down.

"Ah..." The father and son screamed in fear, not for any other reason, but because the next lightning struck directly at the pit they had just dug, and they were also affected.

The electric current flowed through their bodies, and they only had time to let out a painful howl before they fell to the ground and twitched, and then there was no sound.

……

My chest felt stuffy and my head was splitting with pain. I tried to breathe but it felt like something was blocking my mouth and nose.

Crackling sounds rang in my ears, and my body felt as if it was being roasted on fire. There seemed to be a burnt smell in the air.

Shit, wasn’t he already dead? Did he have to be burned like this after dying from a lightning-related power attack?

If he had known this, he would not have provoked the lightning zombie. After all, an auxiliary psychic like him did not have much attack power.

I feel a little annoyed that my death is so unhappy.

Many memories that did not belong to him suddenly flooded into his already aching brain.

Anning Village, Anning Town, has peaceful days and peaceful people.

In the 136th year of Daxia, a scholar named Zhang Yiju from Anning Village passed the imperial examination and became a scholar. However, his younger brother Chu Xiaoxiao, who had been engaged to him since childhood, disappeared inexplicably in the same year and was married off by Chu Wanwan, the younger sister of the Chu family.

When Chu Wanwan first got married, she was considered virtuous and a good-looking couple, and their story became a legend.

But later, when Zhang Yiju really passed the imperial examination, he started to take concubines. One or two were not enough, so he actually took five concubines. The illiterate Chu Wanwan began her life of competing for favor in the harem.

Wow, false accusations, abortion, secret collusion, it's so bloody. Mr. Zhang has been through so much and still doesn't have a son at the age of over 30.

In the end, Chu Wanwan, the legal wife who had been married off in such a grand manner, was divorced and hanged in a dilapidated temple. She did not forget to repent before her death. If she had not killed Chu Xiaoxiao, her life would not have been so miserable.

Oh, a drama of harem fighting? Or the ending of BE.

Chu Xiao wasn't very interested in this kind of thing, but why were these things stuffed into his head? What did it have to do with him?

Before he could figure it out, another memory came back.

This is a poor little kid whose parents died early and who was raised by his uncle and aunt, but was bullied since childhood.

This is quite pitiful. They were originally a wealthy family in the village, but because their mother was greedy when she was pregnant with their younger brother, their father went up the mountain to hunt and never came back.

The mother was heartbroken and blamed herself for being greedy, which caused the death of her husband. Her depression led to a difficult childbirth, resulting in two deaths.

Only a few-year-old boy was left behind, and was taken back by his uncle. He then started living a life of washing clothes, cooking, collecting grass for pigs, taking care of the children, and eating leftovers.

When she reached the marriageable age, she was finally able to marry her fiancé and escape the abuse from this family, but her sister wanted to snatch her away from him. As a result, she lost her life.

Okay, the two stories are connected, and he gave a summary: those who commit evil will suffer the consequences, and it will not go unpunished but the time has not come yet.

Chu Xiao just watched it for fun.

"Pah, pah, pah." Bean-sized raindrops fell and hit the face of the pale person in the pit.

Chu Xiao was a little confused. Was it raining? The cold icy rain was hitting the burned skin randomly. Although it had a cooling effect, it felt even more painful.

But it seemed that the rain had broken up the stuff that was covering his mouth and nose, and he could finally breathe.

He took a few deep breaths and started coughing violently. After he finally recovered from the coughing, he realized that his mouth and nose were full of dirt.

"Puh." He felt better after he turned his head and spat a few times. He opened his eyes in the pouring rain and found that he was in a pit and was half buried.

He estimated that the pit was a little shallow, only half a meter deep. However, he was already satisfied that someone could dig a pit for him and collect his body. After all, in the end times, people usually die without a complete body, so he was lucky.

He moved to climb out of the pit, but just as he poked his head out of the pit, he stopped. There were two unknown creatures lying there. What black things? Judging from the shape, were they two people?

Are those survivors or zombies?

That's not right. Wasn't he already dead? If he came back from the dead, is he a human or a zombie now?

Chu Xiao was so scared that he quickly lowered his head and touched his body. OK, he had a heartbeat. Although the temperature was a little low, at least it was warm, and he didn't turn into a zombie.

So what's going on?

He clearly remembered that he was struck to death by a thunder zombie. Even if he came back to life, he would only become a zombie. Moreover, the rain in the apocalypse was corrosive and would not be so gentle at all.

Oh my God, no way, is it a resurrection of the dead?

Nothing is impossible. We have experienced the end of the world, so what else is impossible?

He continued to drag his body out with great effort, but he was only halfway out when he became exhausted and fainted again.

The heavy rain lasted all night, as if to wash away all the turbidity.

At this time, in a family in Anning Village, a woman in her thirties looked at the heavy rain outside and asked anxiously, "Why haven't your father and your brother come back yet?"

The girl in a light yellow dress sitting on the kang was still crying softly: "Mom, I'm scared, I really didn't mean it."

"That's enough, just keep crying." The woman was a little upset. She didn't have time to comfort her daughter at the moment. She just hoped that the father and son would come back soon.

She wanted to ask the village chief for help in finding her, but she was afraid that Chu Xiaoxiao's death would be discovered, so she could only suppress her anxiety and waited all night.

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