Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

When she lost Xiaoyu, she took the initiative to ask about the difficult "virus" in her mind for the first time:

Is he really my son?

Probably because he had seen Lin Feng too much, Jin Tong was extremely excited, but he didn't show it on his face.

Lifting his eyelids slightly, he asked slowly: [Are you finally willing to believe me? ]

He was secretly delighted, and was still imagining how his sister would apologize to him.

Unexpectedly, the next second after the female zombie caught Xiaoyu, she didn't even say a word, and immediately took Lao Hu and his family and escaped through the window.

"Uncle Hu, crawl out first!"

Old Hu was inexplicably moved. When there was danger, she chose to let him go first?

Time was running out, and he didn't have time to think. He supported himself on the windowsill with both hands and stepped out.

Worried about her, he turned his head while crawling and accidentally met her eyes.

Before his other foot landed, his chubby daughter immediately filled his entire field of vision. She supported him by his armpits and lifted him up and sent him out.

Her voice came from behind Jia Jia, and it didn't sound strained at all, but rather a bit anxious.

"Catch it quickly!"

Old Hu was stunned. As soon as his foot stepped on the lawn outside the house, he immediately reached out to take it.

The fat girl was very heavy, weighing at least fifty or sixty kilograms, and she made Old Hu bend over suddenly.

The biceps brachii suddenly tensed.

How can I embarrass myself in front of my sweetheart!

Old Hu held Xiao Jiajia's waist tightly, and his back muscles tensed up.

Little Jiajia frowned her delicate eyebrows, puffed up her face, and looked up, "Dad, are you okay?"

Lao Hu didn't have time to answer her.

He looked anxiously for the beauty in the green window frame, fearing that she would be harmed by the zombies.

Unexpectedly, I saw Jingzhi holding his son Wenwen and standing at the window, his face completely blocked by Wenwen's sturdy body.

Old Hu's face flushed red, and he squeezed out a weak sound from the bottom of his throat, "Okay~"

She's already like this, how can he, a grown man, say no at this time!

As soon as Xiaojia landed, Lao Hu took a horse stance, held his breath, and just as he stretched out his hand to pick up Wenwen, he saw a jumping figure approaching from behind her out of the corner of his eye.

Old Hu was so shocked that he almost cried out, "Behind Jing!!!"

The bottom of the ceramic flowerpot bounced so loudly, how could Jingzhi not hear it?

But when Jingzhi saw the worry for her brother in Jiajia's eyes outside the window, she chose to put Wenwen on the windowsill and let him climb by himself.

"Ho..."

The zombie's breathing seemed to be just one meter away.

The tension in Jingzhi's mind was stretched to the limit.

Without thinking, her body moved faster than her mind. She held the windowsill with one hand, and the moment she turned her upper body, she kicked the female zombie behind her against the wall with a whistling side kick.

Even through the layer of cloth at the bend of her legs, she could feel the zombie's cold body.

Fear made her mouth speak faster than her mind, "Doctor Lin, I'm scared!!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sound of breaking in the corridor inside the house, and the sound of light rain continued to be heard, and then hurried footsteps approached quickly.

Lin Zheng slammed on the brakes and grabbed the door frame, standing still with Moss's hair slapped, his suit jacket still dangling.

Seeing the female zombie embedded in the wall and struggling to jump down, Lin Zheng swallowed hard.

"What are you...afraid of?"

Jingzhi, whose rationality finally returned, bit her lip, scratched the door frame with her fingers, and said in a weak voice, "I... I'm afraid I'll beat her to death."

Lin Zheng's expression froze.

The corners of his mouth just rose up once, but he immediately pulled them down with his strong willpower. Now was not the time to smile.

Lin Zheng walked in quickly, drew his sword, and took advantage of the female zombie's inability to move to kill her with one sword.

The female zombie finally landed at the bottom of the flowerpot. As soon as she turned her head to the left and looked at the door, her whole body fell straight forward.

Lin Zheng quickly pulled out the peach wood sword that was stuck in her chest.

Although the blade of this peach wood sword has been burned black by the corpse qi and the tip of the sword has been melted a little, it is still a little better.

Just now, Xia Youren was fighting outside and broke his other sword. He was so reckless.

……

Xiaoyu had just stopped the male zombie from hurting Xia Youren, and when she rushed back to this room, she found that her house had been robbed.

He looked at the female zombie lying on the ground, who was deader than dead, and then looked at Lin Zheng standing next to the corpse, and the "weapon" in his hand.

The soft childish voice was filled with disbelief, "Dad, you killed my new mother?"

Lin Zheng frowned, "I'm not your father."

He pointed the tip of his sword at the female corpse on the ground, "But, I did kill her."

Xiaoyu seemed stunned by his ruthlessness and the murderous intent in his eyes.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he pouted and ran over crying, pushing Lin Zheng's thigh continuously.

"Woo woo woo! You're not my father! My father wouldn't want to kill me! Go away, go away!"

There was a sudden clap of thunder, and lightning illuminated the watery reflection in his eyes.

The rain started to patter and then quickly grew heavier. The falling raindrops were particularly obvious in front of the searchlight outside the house that was as bright as day.

Xiaoyu's crying was very sincere.

The howling in front of Jingzhi just now was fake crying, but now she was really crying with sadness.

Lin Zheng locked his throat with one palm and let him pull his arms.

For some reason, seeing the tears streaming down his face, the sword in his hand was reluctant to fall.

The tears were obviously cold, but when they fell on the back of his hand, it seemed as if they burned him.

Lin Zheng's brows slowly furrowed. He didn't understand why he felt so sorry for the zombies.

Maybe it was because the little zombie had just helped them outside.

……

Little Jiajia clung to the window frame, watching the little zombie cry, and she also shed tears.

The child was still crying, "Uncle Lin, please don't kill him, okay? Happy Ghost is my good friend."

Old Hu touched his daughter's wet hair and sighed, "Ah Zheng, he really saved our lives before you came."

Xiao Jiajia wiped the raindrops from her hands and extended a hand towards Xiaoyu.

It was like that rainy night when she first saw him.

The drizzle stopped.

He sobbed and slowly moved to the window.

Lin Zheng followed him with a vigilant look in his eyes and sword in hand.

Xiaoyu couldn't hide her disappointment. She turned around and looked at Jingzhi, who had confused eyes but chose to block the window with her arms open.

It seems...something has changed.

For a moment, he remembered the chaotic days in the charity cemetery.

The cute and young Wencai and Qiu Sheng, Jingzhi who would gently pull him to eat together, and Uncle Jiu who had a serious face but would leave two tomatoes for him every day.

All this seems to have changed.

Shouldn't he...live that long?

……

The cold little hand finally touched Jiajia.

This time, he no longer dared to hold it directly.

After establishing an emotional connection, if I want to withdraw, will I still feel the dull pain in my heart like I do now?

……

At this moment, the confused Jingzhi's face was flushed red because of Jintong's "popular science".

[Jingzhi: You, you are talking nonsense, I won't raise a little zombie! ]

Jingzhi (hesitant): Why does he call Dr. Lin "Dad"? And me "Mom"?

Jin Tong (sitting cross-legged with eyes closed): You figure it out yourself. I can't tell you.

He doesn't want to be struck by lightning.

At this moment, Xia Youren's loud cry suddenly came from outside the window, "The male zombie is in the greenhouse!!"

The scream was like thunder, breaking the tranquility of the night and making everyone in the house feel nervous.

Following Xia Youren's call, everyone's eyes turned towards the greenhouse.

The greenhouse was made of glass and was some distance away, appearing a little blurry in the darkness.

The police reacted quickly, and the searchlights in their hands seemed to be given life. They moved their angles instantly and shone straight at the small house.

In an instant, the scene inside the greenhouse appeared clearly before everyone's eyes.

Sure enough, there was a zombie standing upright inside.

As if afraid of the bright light, he turned his head to the side, closed his eyes, and took a step back.

Xiaoyu waved away Jingzhi's arm and rushed to the window.

Before he could finish his cry of "New Daddy," he heard a cold "Release!" from the loudspeaker outside.

This order was like the call of the god of death. A huge shell was like a burning meteor, carrying a powerful impact force, whistling through the night sky, flying straight towards the greenhouse, illuminating the zombies' eyes.

He only had time to look in the direction of Xiaoyu before he and the entire greenhouse were hit by a shell.

With a loud bang, the greenhouse was razed to the ground in an instant.

The crisp sound of glass breaking, mixed with flames shooting up into the sky, drowned out Xiaoyu's cries.

"No! Don't die!"

He struggled hard, but to no avail.

Because Jingzhi was picking him up and holding him under his armpits, tightly holding his waist.

She lowered her head, fear and helplessness in her eyes, "Don't move. Since you saved Xiao Jiajia and Doctor Lin's lives, it means you are a good zombie. Those two outside are not."

Xiaoyu glanced at the burning greenhouse, then turned to her with a resentful look, mixed with a bit of loneliness.

"Put me down."

"Don't go out. If you go out, you will die. The police will not let you go."

Xiaoyu curled the corners of her mouth coldly.

Perhaps, he should have died long ago, when she left, when Uncle Jiu died.

After Jingzhi put him down, he hit Jingzhi hard twice.

The talisman on his forehead began to feel hot, and he curled his lips in grievance.

Uncle Jiu, it was clearly they who made the mistake first, so what should he do?

Xiaoyu lowered his arms dejectedly, as if he didn't want to see these two people again. He immediately climbed onto the bed and covered his head tightly with the quilt.

He whimpered in his throat and twisted his little body.

This place didn't feel as safe as his little coffin.

No one would give him a little rug anymore, and he had no more tomatoes.

Xiaoyu thought about it and started to cry.

"Mother, you don't know how scared I was when Uncle Jiu died and when you left."

"It's been almost two hundred years. I've been a wandering corpse for almost two hundred years. I finally found someone like me who was willing to take me in, and you killed them."

"They drank my blood, and my blood carries the rules imprinted by Uncle Jiu. They won't kill good people easily. I even hit you twice and it gave me a headache. Let me ask you, have they ever killed anyone?"

Jingzhi was speechless after his question.

By the way...she seemed to have only seen Awei being scratched.

Awei is a tomb robber and not a good person.

However, isn’t this just human nature?

When faced with an existence that may pose a serious threat to their own lives, humans often take action without hesitation and eliminate it first to avoid endless troubles.

Just like a poisonous snake that breaks into the house, people will never sit idly by. Instead, they will try their best to get rid of it, even pulling out its teeth to ensure that it is no longer dangerous.

This is especially true for zombies, which are more terrifying and deadly than poisonous snakes.

……

As if their voices were filled with sorrow, slight noises began to be heard in the greenhouse where the fire had been extinguished by the rain.

The male zombie slowly crawled up from the ground, his clothes were already tattered.

After staggering to a stop, he seemed to sense Xiaoyu's presence, and his body trembled violently. Then, without hesitation, he stretched out his hands in Xiaoyu's direction. However, just as his hands stretched out, a series of gunshots suddenly rang out, and bullets rained down on his body.

He slowly turned his head, glanced at the ruthless gun muzzles with cold eyes, then turned his head again and continued to walk towards Xiaoyu firmly.

Just after taking two steps, the sheriff's voice came again:

"put!"

Following this command, a special bullet came rushing like lightning and shot straight towards the male zombie.

Faced with this sudden attack, the male zombie had no intention of dodging at all. His eyes were fixed on the orange light in the room.

The bullet finally hit him. The zombie's body began to become unstable, and his entire body began to melt. His steps finally stopped at the window.

A strong chemical smell filled the air.

The two thin glass windows suddenly closed, and the light in the zombie's eyes finally went out.

Suddenly, he remembered the moment he woke up.

It was a blurry yet clear moment.

His mouth was filled with the sweet taste of blood. A child clung to his coffin, smiling softly, with tears and anxiety in his eyes, and asked:

"My dad is dead. Can you be my new dad?"