Zombies don't need to sleep, but Luo Yujing found herself sleeping on Ku Sheng's back and had a dream. In the dream, it was winter, she was lying on Ku Sheng's back, and he carried her across an old broken bridge, with yellow wintersweet flowers growing beside the bridge.
She didn't know why she felt unhappy and was generally upset. Kusheng, who was behind her, noticed this and picked a few fragrant plum blossoms in distress and put them in her hands, and awkwardly made a gesture to coax her. Luo Yujing felt that her depression suddenly improved a lot, and she took the flowers and stopped making a fuss.
Luo Yujing woke up in a daze, and heard the incessant chirping of cicadas. She opened her eyes and saw Kusheng's long hair that was not easy to comb. Then she realized that it was no longer winter. It was summer, three hundred years later.
They climbed over several mountains and were near a road, heading to Huangzhou to look for someone.
Luo Yujing felt amazed that she could still dream after becoming a zombie.
Hearing her describing the brief dream in amazement, Kusheng said, "It was not a dream. It was a memory of yours, something you experienced in the early days of becoming a zombie."
She was now adapting to this world where spiritual energy was almost non-existent, and she had drunk his blood, which needed to be digested, which led to this drowsiness.
"Did it really happen?" Luo Yujing thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be somewhat familiar.
Ku Sheng also remembered this incident, and he still asked with confusion: "Why were you unhappy at that time?"
"I don't remember." Luo Yujing hugged his neck and pressed her face against his shoulder. "I just remember feeling anxious in the dark, as if there was something I hadn't done yet, but it was too late, so I was anxious."
Because they separated so hastily, when she lost consciousness, Kusheng was still trapped at the bottom of the well. There were so many evil spirits and he was covered in wounds. She naturally felt uneasy without seeing him escape with her own eyes, and she would not be at ease even if she died.
Thinking of this, Luo Yujing hugged Kusheng tighter.
It was strange, that when she first met him, she had no idea that she would grow to like him so much.
"fragrant."
"fragrant!"
It was only after Luo Yujing called out for the second time that Kusheng realized she was calling him. He immediately showed an expression of unbearable pain, just like when she had taken a screenshot of his smiling face as a screensaver.
He frowned and looked back with a bitter face: "What are you doing?"
Luo Yujing pulled his mask aside and kissed him on the lips - before she could do that, Kusheng swiftly dodged and avoided the sudden attack.
Luo Yujing: “…”
Kusheng: “…”
He was really just dodging the attack subconsciously.
In the suffocating silence, even the sword on Kusheng's waist trembled slightly as if it couldn't be looked at directly. But at this time, neither of them noticed.
Noticing Luo Yujing's eyebrows slowly raised and anger gathering, Kusheng suddenly let go of her, leaped forward more than ten meters, and shouted: "Don't be impulsive!"
Luo Yujing was furious: "Why are you running!"
If he didn't run, she would beat him to death. Kusheng actually knew that he was so powerful that she couldn't kill him, but the inexplicable sense of crisis still prompted him to run away.
The two ran through the woods at a high speed and onto the nearby highway.
Cars passing by on the highway saw this confusing scene, and someone couldn't help but raise his phone to take a photo: "Look at what I captured today, my friends? A couple was chasing each other on the highway. I don't know what conflict happened. It is said that when people are angry, they can exceed the human body's limit. I didn't believe it before, but today I saw it with my own eyes and realized that it is true! Look how fast they are running, they are even faster than the speed of the car!"
Finally a highway patrol car stopped the two men and took them into the car for mediation.
Kusheng and Luo Yujing sat on the back seat, one on each side, and each put their hands on their foreheads. The highway patrol officer on the opposite side said, "You guys are running on the road like this, do you know how dangerous it is? How can you do such a thing? No matter what the conflict is, just sit down and talk it out. Don't disturb public order. Don't you think this is the truth?"
The righteous patrolman asked responsibly: "What are you quarreling about? Tell me and I will mediate between you two."
Facing this mediation scene, Luo Yujing felt it was outrageous. How could this happen? She couldn't help but glare at Ku Sheng next to her and said expressionlessly, "Nothing, I just kissed him and he dodged, so I was a little angry."
Patrolman: “…”
The patrolman pretending to be serious couldn't help laughing, but quickly put away his smile and said to Kusheng angrily: "You are wrong. Your girlfriend kissed you, why are you hiding?"
He had an expression on his face that said, "It's outrageous how a man like this can find a girlfriend."
Luo Yujing: "No, she's not his girlfriend yet."
The patrolman asked suspiciously, "Are you not boyfriend and girlfriend? Why are you wearing the same red contact lenses?"
Luo Yujing angrily hammered her knee: "No!"
"Okay, okay, then it's not true." The patrolman put on a righteous look and said to Luo Yujing solemnly, "Then you are wrong. You are not in a confirmed relationship, and your intimate behavior is not considering the other party's wishes. It's called hooliganism. Even if it's a girl doing it to a boy, it's harassment!"
Kusheng, Luo Yujing: "..."
The patrolman drove them to the next service station, and the patrolman, who was still not satisfied with his education, said, "If you have any problems, don't just solve them randomly. You can call the police!"
Watching him leave, Kusheng crossed his arms and said, "People in this era really have a lot of rules."
After such an embarrassing incident, Luo Yujing was too lazy to get angry with him. She crossed her arms and said, "Maybe we'll be on social news soon, and it'll be the kind of stupid news that will be forwarded by many people with a laugh."
The two men stood next to the service station, with the dusty road in front of them and the old and deserted service station behind them.
Kusheng suddenly said: "Just now... I didn't do it on purpose, I just didn't react."
Luo Yujing didn't move or say anything. Kusheng reached out and shook her shoulder, and she looked up and glared at him again: "What are you afraid of? Am I scary?"
Kusheng nodded: "Indeed."
Luo Yujing: “Really?!
Kusheng said: "I am indeed afraid of you."
He had been afraid of her since a long time ago. He was afraid that she would cry, get sick, or get angry. How could he meet such a terrible person in this world? His emotions could affect him, but he was also fragile and easily broken.
Taking off the mask, Kusheng lowered his head slightly and kissed Luo Yujing on the lips. A familiar fragrance instantly enveloped her, like an invisible hug.
A car drove by and slowly stopped. The car window opened. A fat man pointed his phone at the two of them and said, "My friends, what a coincidence! I took another photo of the couple who were arguing and chasing each other on the highway. Now it seems that they have reconciled! Even if you quarrel in life, the one who stays with you in the end is still that person. It's so touching. I hope everyone can cherish the one who quarrels with you in life!"
Luo Yujing: “…” (swear words)
Can it get better
In the evening, Luo Yujing received a message from her sister, who shared a video. When Luo Yujing saw the title "A young couple actually did such a thing on the highway", she realized something was wrong. She clicked on it and, sure enough, it was her and Ku Sheng chasing each other on the highway. They could also be seen constantly overtaking the cars next to them.
Sister: Xiaojing, this is you and Kusheng, right? Is this your hobby? (Laughs)
Even her sister saw the video. Luo Yujing covered her face in pain: "Ah!"
She squatted on the ground and didn't want to get up, so Kusheng had to squat with her on the side of the road.
Such things happened countless times along the way, and the two zombies finally arrived at their destination, Huangzhou. However, arriving here was just the beginning, because Kusheng had no idea whether the so-called Shang swordsmith had any descendants, and if so, where they were, so they could only travel from one district to another to inquire.
"Someone with the surname Shang? There doesn't seem to be anyone with the surname Shang here." When Luo Yujing asked people about people with the surname Shang, she often got this answer.
As for Ku Sheng, he preferred to squat on the street corner and quietly feel the aura of the ground rather than asking others. He wanted to find a place where spiritual energy still existed, or where there was once strong spiritual energy. He believed that if someone inherited the legacy of a swordsmith, they would definitely stay in a place with strong spiritual energy, after all, spiritual swords need to be nurtured.
On the busy street, next to the zebra crossing, there were many pedestrians waiting for the green light. Almost everyone had to turn their heads to look to the side, where a long-haired man wearing a mask was squatting, with one hand hanging on the ground, as if feeling something. A girl wearing a mask was sitting on his back, and the two of them were acting strangely.
Luo Yujing sat on Kusheng's body and saw off five waves of pedestrians waiting for the traffic light before he stood up.
"There is no spiritual energy left here."
The two walked towards the next street.
"There is a place ahead that once had a lot of spiritual energy."
When they got closer, they saw that it was a large shopping mall. Of course, there were no swordsmiths in the mall. They went in and looked around, but they couldn't even find fake swords for sale.
Huangzhou is prosperous, with all modern buildings, without any trace of antiquity. Even the antique street contains items that are newly made in recent years and are a mix of retro and vintage styles.
Kusheng found that the antique collection street also had a strong spiritual energy, so he went to check it out with Luo Yujing. There was a sword on display in a shop, and Kusheng looked at it for a few more times. The owner had nothing to do so he chatted with him and said exaggeratedly: "My sword is at least three hundred years old, it has seen blood, and it can suppress evil spirits..."
Luo Yujing glanced at the sword and said, "What do you mean three hundred years? It's only three years."
The boss rolled his eyes at her and said unhappily, "How can you talk like that, young man? If you don't understand anything, just keep quiet and take care of yourself."
Luo Yujing pointed at Kusheng and said, "All the antiques in your shop combined are not as old as his."
Before the boss got angry, Luo Yujing pulled Kusheng away. However, a boss who knew the value of the sword stopped them and offered to collect the sword that was attached to Kusheng's waist. After being rejected, he stood at the door and watched them leave with regret.
In the middle of the night, in a deserted park, two shadows were wandering in the woods by the lake.
“There used to be spiritual energy here.”
"But there are certainly no swordsmiths in the park."
The patrolling security guard came nearby and shone the light over when he heard the sound. Luo Yujing and Kusheng turned around, revealing two pairs of bloodshot eyes, which scared the security guard and he screamed.
Finally, they found out that it was just a young couple. The security guard wiped his sweat and left after a false alarm, muttering unhappily as he walked away: "Nowadays, these young couples are really full and have nothing to do. They come to places like this to seek excitement. They don't have beds at home or something!"
Luo Yujing: "… Forget it, it's too late to run around and scare people, find a hotel and rest for the night."
The main thing is to take a bath and change clothes. She is different from the poor student who has body odor and doesn’t like to take a bath.
When she was taking a shower, she brought the Sword of Evil-Slaying into the bathroom.
Kusheng: “…Ah.”
Luo Yujing cleaned the sword and put it on the sink. She went to the side to take off her clothes and prepare to take a shower. As soon as she took off her coat, she heard a snap. The sword somehow fell to the ground. Luo Yujing went over to pick up the sword, opened the bathroom door and handed it to Kusheng: "Wipe it dry."
Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Kusheng wiped the Zhuxie Sword, then silently took off his gloves, scratched the blade of the Zhuxie Sword, smeared the blood, and watched the blood light gradually disappear in the snow-white sword light as before, then he closed the scabbard.
"Evil-Slaying Sword, when will you be able to regain your spirituality?"
The Sword of Zhuxie is still lifeless.
Kusheng placed the sword on the only big bed, with the hilt against the pillow and covered it with a quilt - since neither of them needed to sleep, the bed was just the right place to put the Zhuxie Sword.