Sun Kewang, who was almost in hysteria, had his mouth blocked by a rag again by Xu Qinglang. Then, Xu Qinglang lit a cigarette and walked to the door. Zhou Ze was already standing there puffing away.
“It’s hard to imagine that he would kill his mother just because of something like this.
The first zombie to appear was nicknamed San'er in the village. He was very helpful. He even helped the man surnamed Sun in that incident and killed his mother. He is really a good person in the village."
"What's so hard to imagine?" Zhou Ze shook off the ash from his cigarette. "Isn't this normal? Do you think only wealthy nobles care about their reputation?"
"What?"
"In order to cover up their scandals, the ancient royal family would do anything. Killing people to silence them is just child's play. But even if it's not excusable, at least we can understand it.
But in fact, the smaller the family is, the more it cares about its appearance, even if it does not seem to have much appearance to outsiders. The more backward the place is, the more it cares about such rules.
In China, there are still many places where women cannot sit at the table to eat. Especially when there are guests, it is considered a matter of face for a woman to be obedient and sensible.
His mother's pregnancy was no less than a taint to Sun Kewang's "royal bloodline". It might not be a big deal to an outsider like you, but from his perspective, it might make him a laughing stock in the village and affect his dignity and respect in the village.
Because in his life, the village is the only thing he has, and his sky is only as big as the top of the village."
"Do you understand?"
"I can't understand it, but I can get used to it. Don't forget how Yingying died. She went on a date with a poor scholar, and when her family found out, she was thrown into a pig cage.
It's all for the sake of family tradition and face. Tell me, is there any essential difference between these two things?"
"Let's not talk about this issue for now. There is one thing that has always been strange to me."
"explain."
"How did that old man Cui shoot you with a crossbow last night? I remember you were wearing a set of armor, right?"
Zhou Ze was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and his expression became a little strange.
"What's wrong?" Xu Qinglang asked.
"I have to think about how to catch the zombie tonight. If the fetus is eaten by the old woman, the problem will become more difficult than before."
"Hey, don't change the subject." Xu Qinglang insisted.
"You're so annoying."
"Answer my question. As a ghost messenger, you were knocked down by an ordinary person with a crossbow in an amusement park. Aren't you ashamed?"
"How could I have imagined that he could pull out a crossbow after throwing an axe at me?"
"Then what?"
"Then… … "
Zhou Ze reached out and touched his forehead.
"It seems that I have been exposed to too much sun recently and have been idle for too long. I even forgot that I was wearing armor."
“… …”Xu Qinglang.
"Okay, stop dwelling on this issue. If you continue to dwell on it like this, I will feel more and more how fishy I was last night."
Xu Qinglang walked up to Zhou Ze, suddenly grabbed Zhou Ze's neck with both hands, and said viciously:
"That is to say, if you hadn't been shot by this crossbow arrow yesterday, they wouldn't have been able to escape, and we would have ended the matter today!
We are still here now. The zombies and Old Man Cui have not been caught yet. We have to continue to dawdle here and scratch our heads. The fundamental reason is,
Is it because you forgot your own abilities? "
"Let go, Lao Xu, let go."
Zhou Ze initially thought Xu Qinglang was just joking, but he didn't expect the other party's strength to become stronger and stronger, pinching him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe.
In an instant,
A black ripple began to ripple from Zhou Ze's body, and a set of mysterious and majestic black warrior armor emerged and protected his neck.
Zhou Ze felt his neck loosen, and a lot of Xu Qinglang's strength was suddenly distracted by the armor.
Xu Qinglang withdrew his hand at this time, found a bench and sat down, holding his face with both hands, and said apologetically:
“I’m sorry, I got excited, and when I thought about the family that died last night, I felt a little sad.
Sun Kewang deserved to die, but he didn't die. However, the ones who deserved the least to die were his wife and son.
If we don’t get rid of that zombie tonight, more people in the village may die. I don’t think Old Man Cui can control that zombie, even if it was his mistress in life.”
Zhou Ze let out a long sigh, and the armor on his body slowly faded away.
"Don't worry, there won't be any problems tonight. I'll go back to bed and lie down for a while. You can wake me up at night. Also, Lao Xu, have you been secretly going to the gym recently? Your hand strength has increased."
After that,
Zhou Ze turned and walked towards the bedroom.
Xu Qinglang sat on the bench alone.
He released his hands from covering his face.
He looked at his palm with some horror.
Just now,
It seemed as if there was no way to restrain the violent murderous intent. It was an instinctive impulse rising from within the body, a desire to completely ravage the life that could be killed in front of him.
then,
Xu Qinglang stuck out his tongue.
Licking his palm,
His scent still lingers on my palm.
It tastes so good.
… … …
It's night.
Perhaps because of the burning of ghost money, the death in Sun Kewang's family had not been exposed. In addition, the villagers lived scattered around, and Sun Kewang usually hung out with some bad friends. Therefore, if he didn't show up in the village one day, no one in the village would think of visiting him.
Therefore, the theme of the village that night was still tranquility.
Sun Kewang was tied to a locust tree by Zhou Ze, with something stuffed in his mouth.
Zhou Ze himself was standing below, leaning against the locust tree. He was waiting, waiting for the old lady from last night to come out again.
Transformed into a zombie, the hatred from her previous life and the impulse for blood revenge made the old woman have an irresistible obsession to kill her own son.
She will come.
It will definitely come.
Zhou Ze pierced several holes on Sun Kewang's body with his fingernails, and blood kept dripping down. It wouldn't kill him, but it was like letting some blood attract sharks.
Xu Qinglang stood by, his face looking a little gloomy under the night sky.
In the late night,
The wind gradually picked up.
A hunched figure was walking towards them from the vegetable fields in the distance. Old man Cui walked over alone and came to a position less than ten meters away from Zhou Ze.
This time, he carried no axe, nor a crossbow on his back.
This made Boss Zhou feel a little disappointed. He hoped that Old Man Cui would shoot a few more arrows at him, and then his armor would appear to perfectly block the attack so that he could get back the advantage from yesterday.
But the way Old Man Cui looked today was just short of raising a white flag.
"Let's talk."
Old Man Cui looked at Zhou Ze and said calmly.
"It seems there is nothing to talk about." Zhou Ze shook his head. "Is the old woman trapped by you? But how long can you trap her? She can't help it. Believe me, there are really not many people in this world who know more about zombies than me."
"Let her kill him."
Old Man Cui pointed at Sun Kewang who was hanging on the tree and continued:
"He deserves to die."
Zhou Ze didn't say anything, waiting for Old Man Cui to continue.
"Let her fulfill her wish, and then we can solve the problem ourselves. I have prepared the firewood and gasoline, and we are just waiting for this day."
"That corpse is indeed your daughter."
"I hate that I have this pair of yin-yang eyes. I would rather I could stay ignorant!" Old Man Cui roared with a ferocious look on his face, "But I can see it. I saw it. I saw our daughter crying alone at the grave. I saw her crying below.
How I wish she died of illness, how I wish she died of illness!"
People often say that the world seems very beautiful, but at least, it still has an "appearance". Zhou Ze actually feels that ghosts are nothing more than the most essential side of human nature revealed after tearing off the hypocrisy and disguise in society.
He could understand Old Man Cui's feelings, and could even say that he felt the same way.
"You can call the police."
"Call the police? Tell the police that I can see ghosts? Tell the police that his dead mother told me that he killed her?"
Old man Cui asked back with a smile.
"Get out of the way."
Old Man Cui said to Zhou Ze.
at the same time,
Behind Old Man Zhou, a figure crawling on the ground appeared. Next to the figure, a little girl stood there stupidly. She was the most confused and ignorant one.
The wound on the old woman's chest was still clearly visible, which made her move very slowly today. However, the hatred in her eyes was still so strong, especially when she saw her son hanging on the tree.
Your enemies are ready to surrender. They are ready to commit suicide after fulfilling their last wish.
Suddenly,
Zhou Ze found this so boring. The punch he had been preparing to throw, and the mental preparation he had put in to wash away the shame of last night, were all in vain.
"I'm sorry, it's my duty. I can't watch you kill someone."
Zhou Ze took the initiative to walk forward.
"Do you really need to be so pedantic?"
Old Man Cui gritted his teeth as he looked at Zhou Ze who was approaching him, "I can still control her now, but if I die first or she escapes, what kind of trouble will it be? Don't you know?"
"It's my duty, sorry."
Saying,
Zhou Ze raised his fist and hit Old Man Cui.
Old man Cui took a punch from Zhou Ze and took two steps back, but he also subconsciously kicked Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze did not dodge and the kick hit Zhou Ze's calf directly.
“Ah…”
Zhou Ze fell to the ground in response, holding his chest, looking very uncomfortable and seriously injured.
“… …” Old man Cui.
“… …”Xu Qinglang.
Xu Qinglang came over at this time, looked at Zhou Ze on the ground, and reminded him in a low voice: "He kicked your leg, you covered your chest."
Zhou Ze rolled his eyes at Xu Qinglang and explained in an exaggerated manner:
"This old man has such a deep inner strength!"