Whatever they say is wrong, although the fingers of everything are pointed at me now, and it’s not bad that I point to myself anymore, but at least I never feel that there is any problem with my character.

The greatness of the world is definitely not the only one that can accommodate me.

I am not missing any arms or legs. Besides, before you left, Sister Jiuling, you left a letter and asked me to take over her barber shop.

But the problem is that I don’t know how to get a haircut. One step is one step.

I felt so frustrated that I wanted someone to appear and told me: "Come and slap me in the face and beat me up."

After experiencing the trauma in my heart, walking on the streets where no one is alone, as if everyone in the world is despised, don’t mention the discomfort in my heart.

My stomach is so hungry, and I haven't touched the drip of water, so I feel stomachache when I walk empty.

"Who is sneaking behind me? You'd better come out by yourself and don't force me to do it." As soon as I left the Palace of Impermanence, I knew that someone was following me, chasing me so closely. Do you think I was an unconscious fool?

Po Meng immediately retracted and leaned against the wall without moving.

Thinking: It seems that I was scared when I shouted it out, and I had to go and look for it myself. The moment I saw Meng Po, I was not surprised at all. Instead, I felt that if it was someone else, I would be angry at the door, but how could I really be able to do it so well?

"What's your purpose to follow me?" So straightforward.

As the villain who followed, Meng Po felt no shame at all. She didn't blush and her heart was not beating, and she could look at Zou Zhou's eyes with confidence, and she skillfully hooked Zou Zhou's hand.

"What can my girl's family do?"

Could it be that I heard it wrong? Meng Po is considered a girl?

I shook off the white and tender hands without hesitation and stared at me: "I am in a very bad mood now. If you don't want to get into a big deal, you can hurry up and go away."

Meng Po took a step back, looked suspiciously, and picked up a broken broom standing on the wall standing on his hand that could not be broken anymore and said uneasy: "Don't do it too much. I have said nothing and don't plan to do anything. Do you believe it or not."

Meng Po said quickly and almost bit her tongue.

A light of wisdom flashed in my mind.

I frowned sadly, buried my head, rolled up the sleeve on my left, and said in a thick crying voice: "Anyway, it has reached this point, and I won't hide it from you. What do you think of this yourself?"

Seeing that Zou Zhou was ashamed to death as if his family was dead, Meng Po took back the broom and hugged it in her arms, observing Zou Zhou's every move vigilantly, and moving forward carefully, she could clearly see that there was a blood-covered bite mark on Zou Zhou's white and tender arms.

Meng Po was really shocked and subconsciously took several steps back.

"What are you biting?" Meng Po's face was a little deformed in horror.

"You didn't guess it? I was bitten by something. What I bite into is really not a thing. Do you know that zombie? It was him who bit me."

In order to drive the sad atmosphere, I even let out a snot and tears. I reached out and rushed towards Meng Po, who was already scared. While spitting out, rolling her eyes and shouting: "I want to drink blood, I want to eat meat, you are not allowed to escape."

As a result, before I could get closer, Meng Po looked like a rabbit and disappeared in a flash.

I have to sigh that in front of the god of death, no matter who it is, he is as timid as a mouse.

I waved my sleeves and continued to walk my spacious road without taking away a cloud.

When I reached the end of the ghost street, I was considering choosing the right or left.

A gust of hot wind in front of me lifted my bangs, no, it can be said that I was about to lift me up.

After just a few seconds, my body could not move. I could only feel like I was surrounding a bonfire. The flames were spitting scarlet tongue at me, and the heat made me feel very uncomfortable.

From the body to the heart, it is getting hotter and hotter, and the mind thinks that it is the kind of unforgiving flame that burns the body.

My consciousness began to fade, weak, and the little bit of what I could see became smaller and smaller.

...

Xie and Fan still chased after him and ran to the ghost street. Not to mention that they couldn't see a person, they couldn't even feel the breath of existence.

"Where did that girl go?"

Xie Bi'an stomped his feet anxiously and said, seeing through everything, but after searching it, he could not see a single hair of Zou Zhou.

Fan Wujiu felt helpless and began to worry.

"Don't panic first, let's go and search separately."

Xie Bi'an could only nod and then continue to run to the streets by himself, while Fan Wujiu ran into the paths on both sides to take a look.

Three hours later

Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu met in an old place.

"How is it?" Xie Bi'an was already panting.

"There is still no result. Maybe Zou Zhou fell asleep wherever he went?" Fan Wuji gave the assumption, even if he felt that the possibility was very small.

Because they all knew that Zou Zhouxian couldn't sleep even if he was panicked, let alone such a situation.

Xie Bi'an took out the phoenix hairpin and said weakly: "This is what I found under a burned black table on the street. Zou Zhou..." Xie Bi'an obviously felt that something had happened to Zou Zhou.

Fan Wujiu took the hairpin and his palm was on Xie Bi'an's left shoulder. "We don't know what's going on yet, don't think too badly."

Fan Wuji comforted people for the first time.

Xie Bi'an shook his head.

"No, this girl is too heartless. I don't know when her things fell off. Tell me why I'm ignorant and I'm swaying around everywhere without any trouble?"

Fan Wujiu didn't know how to answer this for a while.

"We will go back with the hairpin. Although Zou Zhou is young, she is not a child. Maybe it is possible that she has already returned now."

The two quickly returned to the door of the Wuchang Palace. The reason why they did not enter the house immediately was that they both felt that the pool of corpse water at the door looked very strange.

Xie Bi'an was very anxious. Before, a pool of water showed the English letter k, but now it has become b.

Not to mention this, I could still see it squirming and turning into q in a blink of an eye.

"Is it still alive?" Xie Bi'an exclaimed.

The next second, I heard Qingyang's tits screaming for help from inside.

"What happened!"

Sure enough, something happened. The two of them were a little dumbfounded. They looked at the thing that was wrapped around Qingyang, but they didn't know what it was. Xie Bi'an picked up the fruit knife on the table and directly cut Qingyang's belly. The thing seemed to be an octopus with one leg cut off and grabbed it randomly.

It was very dangerous that Qingyang broke free from the claws of the "octopus" and his belly was not scratched.

"It is the monster turned into a zombie water at the door. What you see now is only part of it, and the other one has slipped outside." Qingyang ran to Fan Wujiu and shouted.

"Qingyang, go and take out the yellow paper talisman written by your mother and garlic."

This is the first time I have met such a strange thing. After Fan Wuxue finished speaking, he only hoped to be able to subdue a monster that was just like a cold skin.

They were still afraid of yellow paper talismans and garlic, and they shrank timidly. Some of them got into the cracks in the wall, some turned into dry yellow mud under the water, and some slipped outside the door like loaches.

"Yes, they are gone."

Qingyang clapped his hands and cheered, but then he learned that his mother had not found the news and suddenly became very depressed.

Fan Wujiu and Xie Bi'an had no choice. In order to avoid those strange things coming out, the walls and houses of the two were covered with yellow paper talismans and minced garlic was sprinkled everywhere.

Since the zombies ran to the streets, everyone has stopped talking about Zou Zhou and has gone home to hide from the difficulties so as not to meet zombies.

The calmness on the street has been more than a day or two.

But Zou Zhou still did not return to the Palace of Wuchang.

"Zou Zhou must have had an accident now. I haven't seen anyone on the street for several days recently. Even if we want to ask, we can't ask anything. Now we can only go find..."

Before Xie Bi'an could find someone, Fan Wuji interrupted: "You went out to find Zou Zhou yesterday. Ergouzi came to me and said that he has been targeted by the store owner now, and it will be difficult to come out again. I hope we can save him."

Xie Bi'an patted his head and suddenly figured out something.

"Yes, yes, yes, I have forgotten that I have not said this. Unfortunately, I met Meng Po this morning. She had seen Zou Zhou before and said that Zou Zhou had been bitten by a zombie."

"Well, this fact is so strange. If neither of us was wrong, we would definitely not be able to get out of touch with the zombies." Fan Wuji's mind was a little confused at this time, and there was no root or internal cause of the matter, and now he couldn't see the end.

The two of them discussed Zou Zhou's affairs with one word. At this time, Qingyang ran into the house unhurriedly from outside the house.

"Outside... Someone outside said he was looking for my mother."

Xie Bi'an didn't ask much, and ran out with Fan Wujiu.

What I saw was a young man shorter than me, dark skin, righteous eyebrows and eyes, and full of energy.

"You should be Lord Xie and Lord Fan?"

Xie Bi'an replied: "You are right, but why are you here to find Zou Zhou?"

"Don't misunderstand, sir, don't know Zou Zhou and I, but I accidentally heard this name and knew something. I felt that things were important to the two, so I came to tell you in the name of Zou Zhou."

Fan Wujiu ruthlessly reached out to block the strange man. "Why should we believe your side?"

"Hahaha, it's right, right, what Lord Fan said. I am a tree demon, and I am just a foxtail pine tree on weekdays. There are very few birds living on me. I have stood still for many years, and I have seen many travelers coming and going. I can write a book if I hear stories or secret matters. May I ask, what else can't believe me now?"

“What is the purpose?”
Chapter completed!