But even so, Wang Tofu was seriously injured when dealing with that thing, and although he tried his best to cover it up, he would still let others find out some clues.

But that's not what worries him the most, because the horror of zombies is not the only thing, in addition to being infinitely powerful and feeding on flesh and blood, it will produce a terrible corpse poison from the moment it appears.

Once bitten or scratched by it, the corpse poison will enter the human body along the bloodstream, and even if it is not eaten by the thing on the spot, once infected with the corpse poison, the end will be miserable, and the whole body will rot and even turn into a new infected body.

Some time ago, when the scene after the first murder of that thing happened to be bumped into by Wang Tofu, because he was suspicious at the beginning, so he kept tracking it down, until he really encountered that thing for the first time in the abandoned factory last night.

But as he had speculated, it was terrifying, but it hadn't yet become a climate, and he was concerned that it might not be the first generation.

There is always a saying about zombies, that thing is bloodthirsty, and the more evil it does, the more its ability will increase, and even rumored to have a thousand-year-old corpse, once it appears, it will be bloody.

When encountering such an existence, even if there are hidden sects in the world today, Maoshan Mountain, Longhu Mountain, or some temples and Taoist masters, they can only stay away after encountering them.

So if there is really a parent of the previous generation, I am afraid it will be even more difficult to deal with.

Wang Tofu admits that he is not a saint, but having said that, as a cultivator, it is impossible to sit idly by if he really encounters it.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Wang Toof's heart became, and finally he had to lie on the bench again and let out a long breath.

"I hope I've thought too much......"

As the words fell, he slowly closed his eyes, and at this moment, suddenly a faint burst of singing sounded in his ears.

The song belonged to a woman, it seemed far away, it seemed to be near but not close, with an ethereal and hazy feeling, and like a cool breeze, which made people feel an inexplicable quiet.

The moon hung high in the night sky, and the song could only appear on such a night.

Listening to the singing, Wang Tuofu's face gradually began to show a trace of peace, perhaps this is why he often comes here alone.

Everything in the world, even the ghosts and monsters that people in the world have always feared, are not all so terrifying, there are always some very special beings, just like the owner of the song.

Ghosts are the obsessions of the living, or ferocity, sorrow, hatred, love, in short, they all have their special reasons for their existence, and there must be a story for them in the place they have always loved.

Finally, when the singing gradually stopped, Wang Tofu slowly opened his eyes, and at this time there was a lonely figure sitting on the lakeside in front of him, she was wearing a plain dress, her black hair was lightly coiled and shawled, and a more delicate hairpin was pinned to it, and her back was graceful and moving.

From top to bottom, she seems to be a little out of place with everything around her, because she doesn't belong to this era, but she doesn't know where in history she came from.

"You're here again......"

She spoke, her voice very soft and moving, but always with an invisible loneliness.

She didn't know how long she had been here, but she remembered clearly that Wang Tofu was the first person in all these years to feel her presence.

"You appear every time the moon is full, and I suddenly wonder how long have you been waiting here......"

Wang Tofu asked, this is what he has always been curious about.

"I don't know..."

Maybe he had already guessed the other party's answer, and Wang Tofu didn't feel any disappointment, but continued: "What if he won't come back?"

When the words fell, the other party did not answer immediately, and even when he asked this question, all the voices around him suddenly became much quieter.

The woman had told him that she was waiting for someone, but she couldn't remember the person's appearance, or even the person's name, and the only thing she could do was wait.

What kind of obsession is this, as a bystander, Wang Tofu did not feel ridiculous and ridiculous, on the contrary, when he saw the back, there would be an inexplicable sadness in his heart, as for this question, he finally asked after hesitating for a long time......

That night, she turned her back to Wang Toof, and finally slowly lowered her head but never answered Wang Tofford's question, because she didn't know how to answer, maybe she would keep waiting.

After a long time, Wang Tofu finally stood up from the bench.

Maybe there was a story that was too sad buried under the lake, but he didn't continue to use his own ideas to debunk the cruel reality that might exist.

"I'm sorry"

After a long time, Wang Tofu got up from the bench.

"I'll keep waiting......"

But just as Wang Tofu was about to turn around and leave, a very soft voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Wang Toofo's body paused, and finally just shook his head helplessly.

He may have guessed the answer before he asked this question, but when that sentence actually came out of the other party's mouth, he still felt a trace of inexplicable emotion in his heart.

Maybe it's sympathy, pity, or maybe it's the obsession of the other party, that emotion is very strange, it seems that it shouldn't have appeared on him, but he really feels that kind of loss.

Wang Tofu continued to walk into the distance, and he could feel the other party's voice at that time be very low and low, until it gradually disappeared in his ears like the mournful song.

In the past three years, Wang Tofu would often appear on the edge of the lonely lake when the moon was full, although there were always not many words between the two, because they did not belong to the same world, but they gradually developed a very strange tacit understanding with each other.

Every time Wang Tofu heard that singing, no matter what kind of troubles he had in his heart, he would quickly calm down.

Similarly, for that back, perhaps in hundreds of years, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, Wang Tofu is the first person who can feel her existence, and the first person to communicate with her, perhaps this is a gift from God to her in the legend.

Wang Tofu left, but the figure that he would only see was still sitting quietly on the edge of the small lake.

No one knew that when Wang Tofu's figure gradually faded away, she suddenly turned around, and her confused eyes continued to look in the direction of Wang Toofo's distance, and it seemed that there was a very strange fluctuation in her heart, even she couldn't explain.