"That's why I said from the very beginning that it's better to rely on yourself, especially women, no matter how capable a man is, it's his, not yours." Leng Yetong sneered and added a cup of tea to herself indifferently. He smiled gently, with infinite sadness in his eyes, and said with a wry smile, "No matter how capable your family and your man are, it is their own, not yours. If one day they intentionally abandon you, you There is no room to fight back, and it can only be handled by others. If this is the case, why not make yourself stronger earlier, and then you don't have to rely on anyone, even if they all die."
"Tomi, I'm sorry, it reminds you of bad things in the past." Luo Qingrou's eyes flashed with distress, and she reached out and hugged her. She had gone through her past. At that time, Tong was an abandoned child and had some status in the family. Their servants would bully her, and later she became stronger and killed all of them with her own hands, including her father who gave her half of his blood.
"What does it matter? It's a society where the weak eat the strong. As the weak, I paid my price. Similarly, when I was reborn from the ashes, the weak must also pay the price." Leng Yetong smiled coldly. , playing with the teacup in his hand with one hand, his eyes flashed a bit of icy coldness, and said with a sneer, "It's the same in this era, the weak will eat the strong, and what should come will eventually come, but in this era, people call it retribution, such as Liu Suxin."
"Okay, Tong, these unpleasant things are over, we don't want to." Luo Qingrou hugged her arm a little tighter, as if she wanted to transfer her unhappiness to herself, and she felt very distressed. talking.
"It's okay, let's talk about your current situation." Leng Yetong smiled lightly, patted Luo Qingrou's back with his backhand, indicating that she was okay, pushed her away, frowned, and said seriously, " As a person in the 21st century, I think you have also seen fairy tales and fantasy TV series and novels, so I will tell you the correct version."
"Tomi, shouldn't this matter involve any ghosts and gods? Then will she be a wronged soul and come back to ask for my life?" Luo Qingrou's shoulders stiffened, the hairs on her body stood up, and she shivered. Looking at Leng Yetong, he asked cautiously. She is not afraid of anything, but she is very afraid of ghosts, just because she had a grandma in her previous life who worshiped Buddha at home all day to exorcise ghosts.
"You're half right, she's here to ask for your life, but she's not a ghost." Leng Yetong thought about what Luo Qingrou said, then nodded lightly, and let out a sigh of relief at Luo Qingrou In an instant, she smiled weirdly and continued, "She's a zombie."
"Zombie!?" Luo Qingrou exclaimed, and then seemed to realize that her volume was a little high, she immediately covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes were round, and her eyebrows were flickering with horror, she said in a low voice, tentatively, "That kind of The American zombie that walks like a broken arm and a broken leg unless its head is shot, or the Chinese zombie that walks and jumps and needs to be suppressed by spells?"
"Neither of it. How can I say it? It's the kind where the mind is resurrected, but the body is not. The body will still rot, and it needs to be repaired with other people's skin, just like a patch of clothes." Leng Yetong gently shook it. Shaking his head, he frowned and searched for all the words in his mind to describe the state of the woman after her death.