It was as if the cement shards all over the floor were trying to hide the cutlery hidden at the bottom, and the cold season turned over twice, and a pile of spoons and chopsticks were turned out of a pile of dust. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Remove a large piece of cement with all your might, and your hands will be red from overexertion.

The black plastic handle was hidden under the cement block, and when it was pulled out, it turned out to be a broken handle.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Leng Ji saw that on the ground under the handle of the knife, the dust-covered blade was faintly emitting light in the dark, looking at the unnatural fracture, he could guess that the knife should have been smashed by the cement just now.

That's bad luck, isn't it......

Deflated, he threw the rotten hilt to the ground in the cold season. There was a thud, and a crisp metallic sound bounced out.

If it doesn't break, the quality should be good......

Looking at the thin blade on the ground, which was extremely sharp, the more I thought about it, the more I felt pity.

He raised his head slightly, pursed his lips, and simply didn't want to.

As soon as I turned around, I noticed that the owner of this room had no intention of evacuating at all, and on one side of the kitchen, I could see that the soup they had cooked was sealed with plastic wrap and placed in the corner.

It seems that I haven't drunk soup for a long time, so I put down the pile of chopsticks in my hand a little in the cold season.

I opened it and smelled it, and the stench rushed to my nose. Not surprisingly, the soup has long since gone rancid, and the eggs are so spoiled and blackened that the eggs are floating inside, and the traces on the side of the bowl reveal the long history of this bowl of soup.

It's been a while since they've been gone.

Thinking, put the soup back in the cold season. When I looked up, I saw a double-door refrigerator in the corner next to it.

After thinking about it for a while, I opened the refrigerator door, and sure enough, the things inside smelled rancid because of the long-term power outage, and a few flies didn't know how to get in.

At this moment, the whole face of the cold season turned dark.

Not to mention the flies that flew around her, it seemed impossible to find any food in this house.

After a pause, the cold season first restored himself to his expressionless face, and then closed the refrigerator door.

Suddenly, there was a click, a very small sound, which was about to be drowned out by the annoying flies in the kitchen. It seemed to be a faint sound coming from the hall, but it happened to be picked up by the ears of the cold season.

Could it be that Yi came with him?

Stood quietly in place for a while, not doing much else in the cold season, just paying close attention to the outside of the kitchen.

But there were no other sounds coming from the hall, except for the few flies, and in the quiet environment, you could hear your own slightly nervous breathing in the cold season.

It was as if the sound was an illusion of his own.

Touching the pistol in his arms, Leng Ji was a little relieved, and just wanted to take it out, thinking that it might be Yi standing outside, his hand stopped again.

Walking back down the hall through the narrow, distorted doorframe, everything looked like the one he had just entered.

The blood stains on the hall, the crumbling chandeliers, the dust wafting in the sky, everything seemed so calm that it was unsettling for the cold season.

The more I can't see it, the more I feel that something is hiding in the shadows, slowly peeping into me.

The cold season asked in a low voice,

"Yi?"

No one answered, and in the empty hall, only Leng Ji's own voice echoed around the walls, sounding exceptionally ethereal.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, and he frowned, and Leng Ji began to doubt his guess.

Looking up again, there were still a few bugs dancing in the kitchen as before, and the chandelier in the hall had not fallen off.

Is it really my own delusion......

Returning to the place where he had just entered, Leng Ji touched the door handle behind him, looked at the empty house again, paused, changed hands, and opened the door to prepare to go out.

Click......

It's like something has suddenly turned on a switch.

"Beep-beep-beep-beep" like an alarm clock, breaking the peace of the whole room in an instant.

I looked up and followed the sound to see that it was from the upstairs room.

Slightly through the gap, I saw that the room was the pink room I had just seen outside.

The movement of his hand suddenly stopped, and Leng Ji turned back, facing the hall, looking at the staircase on the left that had collapsed in half, and if he didn't go through there, he couldn't go up to the room upstairs.

Before he had time to think about it, suddenly, in a corner of the hall, the sound of a thump resounded through the villa.

Looking up, it was only at this time in the cold season that I noticed that behind the crumbling chandelier, a huge wall clock hung in the air.

The hands point exactly at twelve o'clock, and the huge pendulum strikes the wall of the clock again and again.

In the huge villa, only the upstairs alarm clock and this clock are ringing non-stop, like people chattering, making the whole person inexplicably irritable in the cold season.

In the pink room, a black figure stood up half-stiffly, unable to stand up straight, staggering, slowly trying to stand up straight.

The movements are stuck one by one, not smooth, like a robot lacking lubricating oil.

Squinting his eyes, not quite convinced, Leng Ji kept looking at the room until ...... Be sure you're not mistaken.

Zombie?

Leng Ji touched the handle behind him, it seems that this house is not normal.

I didn't expect more, and suddenly, in the cold season, I saw that under the sofa, there was a black shadow like a person slowly struggling...... I want to get up.

It's kind of bad...... Leng Ji took out the pistol in his arms, pulled the safety and pointed it at the dark shadow under the sofa.

No shots were fired, Leng Ji just maintained this defensive posture, reached out, and opened the door.

With a bang, something suddenly pounced on the back of the cold season, caught off guard, feeling its cold skin, and, with it, the foul smell.

One turned around, and what greeted her was a highly rotten woman's face, only the whites of her eyes were staring at the cold season, and her blackened face could still see cyan veins surging on her face, and a few flies flying around the rotten flesh of her neck.

The nails were still stained with dried blood, and they glowed black like the long-coagulated blood in the hall.

The woman stretched out her hand and tried to catch it in the cold season.

An inhale, without any hesitation, Leng Ji suddenly pressed the trigger, close range, the muzzle of the gun to her forehead.

"Bang"

It was too loud, and the gunfire instantly alarmed the two dead people behind them, roaring in their throats, and walking towards the cold season one by one, and I don't know when, the zombies under the sofa have actually stood up.

Squinted, the dark shadow upstairs was not high, it should be a minor, and then look, there was a man staggering to the ground in the hall......

Women, Men, Children......

Has the family of three become zombies?