Chapter 1: Returning on a Moonlit Night
Chapter 1: Returning on a Moonlit Night
The bright moon hangs high in the sky.
The cold moonlight poured down from the sky to the ground, making the night much colder.
The leaves of the poplar trees swayed slightly.
clap clap clap!clap clap clap!
It seemed as if there were ghosts clapping their hands.
As a wealthy family in Renjia Town, a shrill scream suddenly came from the Ren family mansion:
"……ah!!!!"
I don’t know if it’s because it’s too late and I’m too sleepy, or if there’s some kind of mysterious power at work.
The entire Ren family was very quiet.
Everyone seemed to have fallen asleep and did not hear the shrill scream.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Heavy landing sounds were heard one after another, as if something was bouncing and falling to the ground.
“Pah pah pah… ding ding dong dong…”
The green tiles that the Ren family had specially laid on the roof seemed to be suddenly stepped on by a figure, and they fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Then, a figure was seen falling straight down the street:
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sound of the upright figure falling to the ground was like a heavy object hitting the earth and rocks.
This caused some smoke and dust to rise in the vicinity.
Looking towards the figure, I took a closer look and saw that the figure was standing upright with his hands flat on the ground.
The green nails are about an inch long.
Under the cold moonlight, there were actually some faint lights flashing.
The whole body is very bloated.
It's as if he had gained weight inexplicably after being soaked in water.
The official robe was very shabby.
But what was surprising was that at this time, the official hat that was hastily put on his head still did not fall off.
“Hiss…Ha!!!”
A sudden hissing sound came out of its mouth.
A strong and foul odor came out of its open mouth, allowing people to see its black teeth and two extra canine teeth.
Then look at his face.
A closer look revealed that his face was already swollen and discolored, but surprisingly, even though it was covered in green hair, there was not a single bit of decay on his face.
Combined with all the previous things, this can't help but remind people of something very strange:
Zombies! !
Just after spitting out a breath of foul air, this zombie with a green face and fangs actually looked at the roads outside Ren Mansion as if he knew the way.
Then, in an extremely unscientific and incredible manner, he jumped forward with his legs straight and unbending:
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Under the moon, all you could see was a figure who seemed to be tied up with a rope, with his hands straight, jumping very briskly on the street.
It was as if the whole town was under his rule.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom-boom-boom!
While jumping, the zombie even sniffed left and right:
"Sniff, sniff, sniff..."
He sniffed left and right, as if he was marking the location. These movements looked very strange under the cold moonlight.
However, at this time.
Suddenly, from afar, clear and melodious sounds of copper bells were heard, as if coming from all directions:
“Ring, ring, ring… ring, ring, ring…”
Hearing the sound, the zombie subconsciously took a few steps back, as if it was very scared.
Turning back to look at the end of the road, the zombie actually wanted to return along the original path in a very human way:
"what……"
Just as the zombie was about to turn around, a very low cough was heard from a distance:
"Cough...cough...cough..."
The voice was old and deep, and the vocal cords were slightly hoarse, so one could tell that the person making the voice was definitely an old man. And surprisingly, as the low cough continued, the ringing sound was also melodious and continuous.
“…Ring, ring, ring! Ring, ring, ring, ring!”
The bell suddenly rang sharply, as if it was chasing the zombie closely, and then an old man's low voice was heard:
"……Certainly!"
Something miraculous happened.
The zombie that had miraculously turned around suddenly froze in place when he called out the word "ding".
"Hsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss..."
One after another dull roar continuously came out of the zombie's mouth, letting people know that the zombie seemed to be struggling.
Even as he struggled, his upper body was actually shaking.
"Tap...tap...tap..."
"Pap...pap...pap..."
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from the end of the road, followed by the sound of wooden sticks falling to the ground.
The voices came one after another.
It seems very regular.
Looking into the distance, I saw an old man wearing a light blue robe, with a hunched back and very skinny, walking towards the zombies on the street with a rattan stick.
Although he seemed to be over 70 years old, with difficulty walking and needing the assistance of a rattan cane, he inexplicably had the bearing of a master.
Even facing zombies, he remains calm.
The mottled hair was combed very smoothly and pinned tightly on the head with a wooden hairpin.
Looking at his face, all you can see is a pair of deep eyes, which are unforgettable even in the dark.
The zombie with its back to him seemed to have heard his footsteps. As he got closer, its struggle became more and more intense:
“…hiss…ha!!”
However, looking at the zombie that was gradually shaking, the old man did not show any fear.
He just kept holding on to the cane and walked forward step by step, hunched over:
"Pap...pap...pap..."
A small copper bell hanging on the rattan stick was also tinkling, as if responding to the struggling zombie.
Ring, ring, ring! Ring, ring, ring!
Finally, when the old man walked in front of the zombie with the slow steps of an elderly person, the zombie was able to turn its upper body.
Thunk, cluck, cluck, cluck.
When he saw the old man coming, he threatened him with a timid look. One could see his fear at a glance:
"Hs...hs..."
Seeing this familiar zombie, the skinny old man looked at the fat zombie in front of him as if he were an old friend. He was full of emotion:
"So it really is Ren Weiyong. Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, you have been dead for twenty years..."
After letting out a long sigh, Song Feng knocked on the rattan stick, took out the rapidly vibrating copper bell from the stick, and hung it on Ren Weiyong's chest.
"Although our fate ended twenty years ago, I have no choice but to borrow something from you when I come back this time."
"For a zombie like you who has extraordinary talents, the corpse qi must be richer than that of ordinary zombies..."
When he said this, Song Feng's face changed, and he suddenly had an inexplicable demeanor.
Brush brush!
The gun shot out like a dragon, with flashes of cold light.
The cane was spun neatly in his hand and then pierced into the zombie's throat like a spear.
Snapped!
Even though he was very old, the cane in his hand showed extraordinary agility and danger.
“Roar! Roar! Roar!!!”
One roar after another suddenly came out from the mouth of Ren Weiyong zombie whose throat was nailed, as if he was extremely terrified.
Ring, ring, ring! Ring, ring, ring!
As he roared and struggled hard, the copper bell hanging around his neck rang more rapidly, as if it was forced to do so.
(End of this chapter)