Our hearts were pounding as we moved forward step by step. We really moved because we knew too well how powerful the Ghost Dragon Tower was. It was simply a nightmare and we didn't want to encounter it again. But fate often plays tricks on you. The more you don't want to encounter something, the more it will try its best to arrange it for you.
When we got closer, we saw the crazy woman peeking inside through the moon-shaped door. We also hid beside the door and looked inside.
As expected, there was a twelve-story ghost dragon tower inside. However, the tower was more than ten times higher than the Gao family's old house, about thirty meters high, and was basically built according to the structure of a real tower. However, the tower here was made of bricks and stones, and the eaves and corners of each floor were very beautiful, and the style was indeed kingly.
However, most of the tower was empty, which was a relief for us. Only a red light flashed on the second floor. Looking closely, the real source of the red light was an oil lamp in the second-floor window. Because there was a waterfall of blood flowing down from the cornice, the light was red!
Blood was pouring out from nowhere, but through the gaps in the blood curtain, one could vaguely see what was going on inside. A creature covered in white hair, not sure if it was a human or an animal, was holding down a baby with its claws, scratching the child's neck with its sharp nails, causing blood to splatter everywhere, and the child's head immediately rolled to the side.
Qu Mo and I opened our mouths wide and covered our mouths with our hands, almost screaming. What the hell is this thing? Why does it want to kill a child? Seeing that the child was still squirming, I was furious and was about to go over with my bayonet. But Qu Mo held me back and whispered in my ear.
"The child has been killed. There is no point in going past this. Don't be impulsive!"
I suppressed my anger and took a closer look at the white-haired thing. I was stunned. It seemed to be the legendary white zombie!
Because it had just evolved from an ordinary zombie, its body was covered with white hair, and the two sharp teeth in its mouth were also very long. Especially the nails on its fingers, which were almost one foot long and looked very sharp. Just a scratch on the child's neck was like cutting tofu, and the head was cut off.
The white zombie picked up the dead baby and put it down, but didn't know what to do, because they were on the second floor and were blocked by the cornice. After fiddling with it for a while, it suddenly raised its head and gave us a stiff sneer. Then, the oil lamp went out and the scene was plunged into darkness again.
The crazy woman then grabbed my arm and shook it, whispering, “Kill… it… .”
Killing is definitely necessary. You don't need to teach me, right? Qu Mo and I turned on our headlights almost at the same time. The light made our eyes very bright. We could see clearly why blood was flowing down from the eaves of the second floor. It turned out that there were two corpses on the eaves. Their heads were cut off and hung on the eaves. Blood was gushing out from the broken necks and dripping onto the base of the first floor tower. All of it strangely seeped into the tower. The blood had been flowing for such a long time, but it was still flowing out. It seemed that the Ghost Dragon Tower had a kind of attraction that wanted to suck all the blood out of the corpses.
We saw the two heads clearly and recognized them immediately. They were the shop owner and his wife! I was shocked. Wasn't that baby their child? Damn, how did they get here? The child hadn't been rescued yet, but he was killed by the white zombie again!