It is difficult to reunite after breaking the mirror, and it is difficult to rain after a long drought, and this matter is difficult to complete.

Guanglong once remembered a nightmare: he looked in the mirror to shave, and suddenly in the mirror, he accidentally cut his throat and bled profusely, unable to speak in pain.

He always wakes up in a struggle and finds a cold sweat on his head. He often has similar strange dreams, and the strange thing is that there are mirrors in the dreams, which coincide with the height of the Great Mirror Palace. Guanglong once suffered from mirror phobia.

Lao Wang mentioned in the email that too many modifications to the work will affect the two-dimensional world, and even have an impact on the three-dimensional world, so it will be fulfilled so quickly.

How do I return to the world of the dead? Jia Simin and Xiaohua are still waiting for him to rescue them.

The mirror quickly branched out into irregular cracks that were impossible to pass through with a human body.

Perhaps, there is a secret behind the mirror? Guanglong still did not give up. He grabbed a chair and threw it at the mirror.

Boom, the mirror broke a big hole, and shards were scattered all over the ground. However, there was nothing behind. Just planks, and then behind them are walls.

His inference was wrong.

The moonlight floats in the window like a light veil, ethereal and changing, and Guanglong's figure is reflected by countless mirror fragments, unable to distinguish between virtual and real.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps behind him, and the sound of heavy wheezing was incessant. At the same time, a wave of heat hit.

Guanglong subconsciously jumped forward and turned his head sharply, and saw a figure following closely behind him. Half of his body was cold when he stood in front of him, was this really a person?

The red eyeballs turned out in both directions, the face was bloody as if he had just lost his skin, and he stared at Guanglong expressionlessly, only his mouth kept whimpering and he didn't know what to say. The body was also in tatters, and the ragged and bloody stains were glued together, as if a layer of skin would fall off when it was peeled off. Live freshly baked blood zombies.

Guanglong was dumbfounded, and those infrared-like eyes made him unforgettable for life. Zombie!

The stunned kung fu zombie had already pounced, waving a powerful blood claw straight at Guanglong's face. He didn't dodge, and pointed the knife straight ~ straight ~ straight at the incoming palm.

Flutter, the knife stabbed in response, but I didn't expect it to succeed. Good sharp dagger.

The zombies didn't feel pain, and they didn't react at all. The zombie hand did not let go of the dagger, and the palm of the hand was pulled out of the knife ~ with a strong effort. Seeing that a new round of attacks could not be avoided, Guanglong's body rolled out on the spot before he would dodge.

Zombies will forget about pain when they reach a certain stage, which is equivalent to invulnerability. If you encounter this ultimate zombie, it won't be immune to any attack.

Guanglong hurriedly ran back to the bedroom, only to suddenly remember the weakness of the zombies. He turned on the light, and it was shining. I saw that the zombie also rushed into the bedroom due to inertia, but found that it was wrong and braked suddenly, covered his eyes reflexively, and squatted on the ground in pain, accompanied by ghost screams.

Zombies are like wingless birds, fish out of water, useless. Guanglong couldn't help but sneer and kicked him in the head, "Go back." "The zombies were kicked back into the darkness, temporarily deprived of the stimulation of light.

The zombies escaped, and their bodies trembled. Then he stood up again, but he didn't dare to step into the bedroom, and he didn't even make a movement to look inside. He closed his eyes and roared to vent his frustration, and then retreated into the shadows.

Having mastered the magic weapon of defeating the enemy, it turns out that things can be so simple. Guanglong picked up the spare flashlight, even in the dark, he was not afraid of the attack of zombies.

Connected to the bedroom is the dining room, and Guanglong boldly walked in, while turning on the flashlight and swaying in front of him. Sure enough, the zombie was cowering in the corner, staring at the vicious bloody eyes. And at the moment when the light lit up, he screamed blindfolded, and ran around like crazy, which startled Guanglong.

Guanglong turned on the light and found that the zombie was gone, and he didn't know if he had run to the living room or the toilet.

But what's next? Have you kept zombies at home all the time, wouldn't it be never peaceful, worrying all day long, and you have to sleep with the lights on. If it is more dangerous to let him out, it is more scary, in case it infects innocent citizens and breeds more zombies...... Guanglong didn't dare to think about it anymore.

I was in a dilemma, and suddenly I heard a click, and my eyes went dark. Guanglong subconsciously danced around the flashlight to protect himself. Strange, listening to the sound is like someone has turned off the electric switch, zombies will have this kind of wisdom? No, zombies are unconscious, and no matter how they evolve, they can't have human behavior.

If you rule these out, there is only one possibility: someone is in his house. Turning off the power is to create favorable conditions for zombies.

The switch box is in the living room, and Guanglong is going to meet this mysterious person. He turned off his flashlight so as not to startle the snake, and slowly approached the living room.

There is no sound, no object moving. He was sure that the man was in the living room, in the form of a turtle in an urn. He quickly blocked the exit, and at the same time the flashlight shone through, and found that there was indeed someone at the window.

Not alone, but... Pack! About six or seven zombies had their backs to each other, and the burly figure made him gasp. When did a group of zombies come?

The zombies apparently noticed something wrong behind them, turned around almost at the same time, and most of them covered their eyes and screamed when they saw the light. Only the two inconspicuous zombies did not look unusual, but came in the direction of Guanglong.

No way, aren't they all afraid of the light, why is it not effective? As soon as the two zombies spoke, Guanglong had to retreat to the restaurant. I couldn't beat it again, and I hid in a dark corner in a hurry, and it happened to be blocked by the refrigerator.

He realized something and held his breath to observe. The two zombies rushed to the restaurant when they heard the news, stopped not far away, and looked around, but it seemed that they couldn't find it. Guanglong casually took out the small ornaments on the table and threw them to the bedroom far away. The two zombies rushed over to hunt and kill like beasts sensing their prey, hammering at the place where the sound came from.

As Guanglong expected, the two zombies were blind, so light damage was ineffective against them. And the corresponding auditory senses become unusually developed.

To prove his point, turn on the flashlight and shine it on the two zombies. They were keenly aware of the sound and looked in the direction of Guanglong, and sure enough, they were blind. Unlike ordinary bloody eyes, they only have the whites of their eyes, as if a person deliberately rolled his eyes. That being said, it's as terrifying as the red eye.

Unexpectedly, Guanglong didn't move, and they still moved slowly in the direction. Maybe they're not completely blind! There is also a faint light-sensing system, and this seemingly faint light is not enough to cause fatal damage to it. Compared to other zombies, they are more difficult to deal with.

Guanglong felt that Jiang Lang had exhausted his talents: turning on the flashlight would attract two zombies, and other zombies would have a chance to take advantage of it if he didn't turn on the electricity; The movement will be detected by two zombies; If you don't move, you can only wait for death.

At this time, the mobile phone left in the bedroom rang suddenly. He frightened the spirit, who was harassed in the middle of the night.

The two zombies hesitated, and finally gave up on his mobile phone that rang non-stop, and it seemed that hearing was still better than sight.

It's better to run, I don't care about the safety of human beings, my own life matters. When the phone rang, he quickly ran to the door, ready to slip away.

He didn't forget to shine his flashlight around to make sure the zombies didn't follow. Strangely, the four or five zombies left in the living room were gone, and the world evaporated silently.

As he wondered, he heard something strange in the depths of the living room. Curious, he turned on the light and saw a crawling zombie slowly crawling towards him. Zombies can't stand up because their legs are severely deformed, curled up into twisted shapes, like dry roots, and are seriously out of harmony with their bodies. What is exaggerated is that the muscles of the upper body are bulging, and the powerful arms support the ground and rub forward a little bit. The most terrifying thing is the strange face, the sallow and sallow top is covered with complex ravines, and only bones are left to be emaciated. Looking at the eyes again, no, there were no eyes at all, and there was a blood streak under the empty eye socket.

No wonder he's not afraid of light.

While staring at the crawling corpse, Guanglong's legs suddenly tightened. He flashed and found that someone was grabbing ~ the ankle. It's another reptilian corpse! Didn't you notice that there were also creeping clans attacking?

He didn't dare to stop, and kicked off the restraints of the crawling corpse with his foot. It was really difficult, Guanglong escaped from the house, and he was not relieved until he rushed downstairs.

On a fidgety summer night, Guanglong was homeless. Unacceptable facts, endless questions always tormented his nerves repeatedly. He found himself at a loss, and a great crisis that had never occurred before came.

He walked aimlessly down the cold street, drinking beer as he walked. I forgot to drink a few bottles of stuffy wine, but Guanglong was sober, more sober than ever. Sometimes you want to get drunk and achieve unnatural enjoyment, but God just won't let you get your wish, and give you a thousand glasses of undrunk alcohol at an inopportune time, incredibly sober, and finally increase the pain.

Guanglong smiled bitterly, Fei Nan and Changfeng, the sworn brother left him: Fei Nan approached him only to investigate the case, and his motives were indeed impure, but were they sincere? Changfeng is too, saying to his face that he doesn't know him, is there a last resort? Did he also hide something from Guanglong, judging from his expression, it was nothing unusual.

What is Fei Nan doing now? Investigate a new case or solve a puzzle. What about Changfeng at school? Do disgusting experiments, or spend the moon with the little girl. Is Xiao Hua, who was on the verge of collapse, okay, before he had time to say some comforting words, he was ruthlessly taken away from their world. Once the base camp, the top KTV will never have them again, and its existence is meaningless.

Guanglong vaguely remembered that the noisy flow of people around him became less and less, and finally people disappeared. After drinking the last drop, he sat down on the side of the road. There was no one around.

He looked at the clock in the distance, 00:00, no wonder there was no one. Looking at the surrounding environment again, Guanglong involuntarily stood up, this is the main road in the city.

Without mobile phone crossing, how can you go to the world of the dead? Is it feasible for Fei Nan to say that the midnight bus is possible, but there is no way to operate the bus at midnight.

The road was still brightly lit, and the light of the stars was racing. This is the only way to do it at the moment, so let's try it for now.

Guanglong came to his senses and sat on the ground staring at the passing cars, trying to find the legendary bus. I'm sure I'll run into it today.

It's not a one-size-fits-all approach, it's largely a matter of luck. Today's bad luck is not good, there are mostly cars shuttling on the road, not to mention buses, not even decent buses. His only hope was about to be dashed again.

Guanglong should ask the bus company if there are buses that operate in the early morning, and if so, whether the time is fixed, otherwise it will not be in vain. Perhaps, it doesn't come every morning.

As the drunkenness grew, Guanglong felt that his body was a little overdrawn, and his hands couldn't help but support his heavy head and doze off. Even though he was sleepy, he still opened his eyes every time he slept until a car passed by, and when he saw that it was not a bus, he continued to doze off in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Guanglong felt that he was sleeping very deeply, and he would not wake up again. Suddenly, Didi—he was startled by a long scream.

There was a strange bus parked in front of him.

He didn't know when it came. It's strange because how can there be a bus operation in the early morning, isn't it a loss-making deal, and Guanglong has never seen this car.

There is even a 0 bus!