Hit ghost

Outside the window, the yellow sand was raging in the air, and the swirling airflow formed tornadoes of different sizes sweeping across the cemetery, but these were not pictures enough to shock Xie Jin.

They finally knew what the old lady was talking about just now.

The graves that were originally lined up in the cemetery began to loosen at this time, and the solid loess cracked countless gaps. With the howling wind, pale and corrupt hands poked out from the graves.

There was no beast-like roar. Those unlikely people... Let's call them human beings, after climbing out of the grave, they stood in the tornado.

"Those, what are those?" Eye sockets were still dry and painful. Xie Jin didn't dare to rub his eyes, but pinched his thigh. The real pain made him sober. He was sure that he was not dreaming, "Fake corpse? Is this Is it a collective fraud?"

"Well, this is the thing that Mrs. Jiang was talking about." Wen Liang turned around and made a silence gesture towards him, "Shh, be quiet, I'm not sure if these things in Badong Village are related to the zombies I usually deal with What's the difference, try not to make a sound to avoid unnecessary trouble."

"Old Wen, look outside." Ji Duan lowered his voice, pointed out the window, and motioned Wen Liang to turn his head to look.

Subconsciously followed suit, Wen Liang raised his eyebrows, "Hey, I've seen it all, it seems that the position is determined by listening."

Under the dark yellow sky outside the window, the corpses stood there one after another, their faces all facing the brick house where they were, and their lifeless and rotten eyes gave people the illusion of being stared at.

The strong wind was still howling, Xie Jin pulled Ji Duan behind him with reason, goosebumps had spread all over his body at some point, and he said tremblingly: "Could it be that the fate of the tomb keeper that the old lady said will turn into this kind of thing?" ?”

The chill ran from head to toe, and a bold idea popped up involuntarily, Xie Jin's face twisted a little, "Do you think there is a possibility...they guarding this tomb are actually the tomb guards of past generations?"

"This is just my guess, because just now the old lady asked us to cremate her and her husband after she committed suicide. Could it be because of that that the reason for the cremation must be?"

"I think the possibility is very high." Wen Liang gave Xie Jin a thumbs up, and gave the most pertinent answer, "The thing that will show up on the seventh day of the lunar new year, what day is it today?"

He looked at the watch, and Chu Qi was written on the electronic screen. Wen Liang turned and grinned at the two of them, "She only said that Chu Qi would show up, but she didn't say when it would leave, right?"

"Well, I didn't say anything." Ji Duan nodded, his eyes fixed on the strangely standing corpses outside the window, "And those things seem to be approaching here."

"Damn it? How much did you move?" Wen Liang pressed his face to the window to look. The window was covered with black and dirt, and it was impossible to see the corpse outside the window. It takes time to discover that it is actually moving.

"I don't know the details, but it's at least one meter away. The speed of movement is not fast. Shall we take the opportunity to run out?" Ji Duan looked at the things they must bring, and then thought of the charming yellow sand outside the window. Time fell silent.

They had to travel to integrate into the life of the villagers, so they almost traveled lightly. Except for the half bottle of normal saline that was used to wash Xie Jin's eyes just now, there was only Wen Liang's box of big black pills that was always by his side.

"You take this with you wherever you go!" Ji Duan was already powerless to argue with Wen Liang, he tore off the hem of the commoner clothes on his body, folded it into a simple mask and put it on for Xie Jin.

The material density of the cloth is not good, which has become a favorable condition for them at this time. The light-transmitting cloth not only allows them to cover their faces from being attacked by the wind and sand, but also allows them to see the road ahead clearly.

"Actually, I don't really agree with this proposal, because it's the first time I have encountered those things outside, and it will inevitably be different from the habits of zombies in the traditional sense."

Having said that, Wen Liang is more tightly packed than anyone else, his jacket is almost a rag, and his head is covered with a protective covering that looks like an Arabian headdress.

Tightening the cloth that served as a mask behind his head, Wen Liang instructed for the last time, "Follow me for a while, and fall behind and crash into the arms of the corpse. It's not a good thing to show off."

"Wait, then Mrs. Jiang..." Xie Jin was still worried about the old lady lying in the coffin. If they were left alone, would they eventually become those things outside?

"Don't worry about me, let's go." The old lady's out-of-pitch voice came from outside the window, perhaps because too much sand had been poured into it, it sounded like the hoarse voice of an elderly man.

Almost at the same moment, the corpse closest to the house moved and rushed towards the coffin in front of the window at a very fast speed. The speed and posture of the rushing were more like a beast than a human.

More corpses rushed towards the coffin at the same time.Jiang and Lao Jiang were pressed to the bottom and were soon swallowed up by the corpses.

The action of the three people who were about to push the door was interrupted by this scene, Wen Liang silently looked at the still surging corpses outside the window, and decisively found the door bolt to lock the door from the inside.

"Why are you still standing there, wanting to go out and be beaten by a group?" Wen Liang winked at Ji Duan, and the two lightly lifted the heavy old wooden table and put it behind the door.

Now the only exit from the house is the two glass windows covered with dirt, which seem to be unable to withstand any heavy impact with a thin layer.

"They... have they swallowed the heads of Mrs. Jiang and Old Jiang?" Xie Jin was standing in front of the window. He was shocked by the scene in front of him. His face was stuck to the glass, and the carrion was left on the window by force, which was especially disgusting.

"Probably not." Watching Ji Duan lead Xie Jin away from the window, Wen Liang found a broken bench and sat down, "If the corpses in the tomb are really gravekeepers from past generations, then what they are doing now may be assimilation. "

Assimilation... Xie Jin sat down on the gray and plain bed, that is to say, when the tide of corpses dissipated, Mrs. Jiang and Mr. Jiangtou would also become one of them. They didn't have the thinking when they were alive, but only listened instinctively Position identification, and the ability to pounce.

"Isn't this a zombie? I often see it in American movies." Ji Duan inspected the surroundings and found a kettle with peony flowers printed on it by the corner of the wall. The bottle used to hold normal saline just now poured a glass for Xie Jin to drink.

Wen Liang didn't take it seriously, and still hugged his flagon to calm down, "It looks similar, but there are slight changes to some extent."

"For example, the difference between them and zombies is that they have a collective consciousness and a killing speed similar to that of a beast. If you want to say it, there is a combination of zombies and zombies?"

Sitting carelessly on the bench, Wen Liang said while holding up his mobile phone and typing quickly, "I don't know if you have heard of exorcising corpses in Xixiang area. They used witchcraft to control the corpses to move in unison. It's similar to this feeling."

The corpses outside the window kept slapping the glass, Wen Liang remained unmoved, holding the wine jug while playing with his mobile phone while drinking, "We can't go out today, after all, we are occupying this safe house in front of others, so we must go out like this To be beaten by gangs."

Throwing the mobile phone to Ji Duan and Xie Jin, he said casually, "I have already contacted Li Yougui, and he said let us stay here until the next morning."

It turned out that he wasn't playing with his mobile phone just now, Ji Duan glanced at Wen Liang, thinking that no matter how big-hearted this guy is, he wouldn't be playing with his mobile phone at such an urgent moment.

Just as he was thinking, he accidentally touched the switch screen button on Wen Liang's phone, and the phone page suddenly changed to... Happy Xiaoxiaole?

Ji Duan silently switched the interface back to the chat window. He didn't want to talk to Wen Liang anymore. After all, he could still be in the mood to drink in this situation. Could it be any serious thing?

"Li Yougui is actually worried about our safety? I really didn't expect that." Ji Duan leaned against Xie Jin, flipped through the chat records between Wen Liang and Li Yougui, and said with emotion, "I kind of believe that he really wants to go to the outside world. gone."

In the chat records, Li Yougui, who looks like a sly brow and a mouse-eyed face, actually asks things like an old mother. Compared with him, he is more perfunctory. He will say "hmm" and emoticons from time to time, even Ji Duan feels speechless after reading it.

"It's not a good place for you to go, but to go to that cemetery." Li Yougui said, "The people buried in those tombs are all those who died after the death of the immortal, as well as the gravekeepers of the past generations."

"No one from the village goes there at all. It is said that every seventh day of the lunar new year, those corpses will crawl out of the graves and stand on their own graves to let the resentment assimilate with other corpses, and slowly become one."

"The group of corpses you see actually share the same simple thinking, so stay indoors and don't go out."

After Li Yougui finished posting this passage, he also added a black face emoticon, "When the eighth day dawns, they will naturally return to the grave, so no matter what you hear or see, don't go out."

"So we're going to stay here all night, and have to endure the constant harassment of those inhuman things outside the window?"

Ji Duan scrolled the chat page to the bottom, and it was Wen Liang's rare and serious reply, "Any news for you?"

"Not yet, just wait." This was the result of Li Yougui's reply. He asked a villager to intervene, but he couldn't find any news about He Nian, so where else could this half-grown youth go?

Ji Duan turned his head to look at Xie Jin. The man had obviously seen the news. Although his expression was forbearing, it was not difficult to guess that he was worried.

Throwing the phone back to Wen Liang, Ji Duan found a fairly clean washbasin, and washed one of the linen cloth used as a mask with soap.

After finishing all this, he fiddled with one of the few electrical appliances in the room, boiled a basin of hot water with a kettle, and then soaked the washed linen in it, waiting for it to become warm piping hot.

"Uncle Xie, come here." Ji Duan grinned and squeezed out the excess hot water, and applied the cloth that was still warm to Xie Jin's eyes, "It will feel better this way."

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Wen Liang: When you are happy, you have to dissipate it