The black cat jumps into the coffin, which ...... Is this going to be a corpse?!

Feng Jianwei only felt that the blood all over his body was cold, he looked at the black cat in a daze, and the lighter in his hand also slipped to the ground, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

There seemed to be a terrible female scream in his ears, the voice was extremely familiar, and it seemed to be full of painful struggles, making him feel his heart torn apart.

Fortunately, the black cat didn't stay long, whined a few times, jumped out of the courtyard wall, and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Jianwei was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and before he could catch his breath, he only heard a boom, and the coffin lid was lifted by some brute force, and flew out of thin air several meters away.

A woman in a red dress and red shoes stood up straight from the coffin......

Under the moonlight, this woman's skin was white and dazzling, and her facial features were extremely hideous and distorted, and she could hardly tell that it was her sister Feng Qianqian, who committed suicide!

She opened her mouth and let out a roar, and a thick white gas erupted from her mouth, wrapped in a pungent stench of rotting corpses, which made people unsteady on their feet.

Feng Jianwei's soul flew out of the cavity all of a sudden. He felt a heat in his lower body, feces and urine flowed together, and after letting out a scream, he fainted......

The major event that night was not only the disappearance of Feng Qianqian's body of the Feng family, but also the tragic destruction of the Zhang family, killing a family of three.

After examination, the forensic doctor was surprised to find that Zhang Xizhong and his parents had only one external injury on their bodies, located in the back of the head, like traces of animal gnawing.

What's even more bizarre is that the brains of the three people were all sucked out, and only the fingerprints of one person except the owner were found at the scene.

These fingerprints were dense, almost all over the entire room and the three corpses, and the owner of the fingerprints was none other than Feng Qianqian, a woman who had been dead for a few days, but the body was missing......

This kind of vicious murder is unheard of for the small county town in my hometown.

While the county police reported to the city and province, they quickly set up an investigation team, but the investigation work stalled.

Even the criminal police, who have been handling cases for many years, have more or less heard such sayings as fraudulent corpses and unjust extortion of lives.

These rumors became tigers for three people, and after hearing too much, they couldn't help but believe it, and the case became even more confusing. The whole small county town is where everyone is in danger, and the rumors of the revenge of the red-clothed zombies and the female treacherous are spreading wildly, making people panic and not all day long.

In order to calm the mood of the masses, the county public security bureau finally reported the news that the three members of the Zhang family had committed suicide, and the case was hastily closed, and the news was also tightly sealed, and it has been more than half a year now.

This story is embarrassing.

I remember that in the parchment scroll "The Record of the Boundary", it was said, "Born of stiffness, it is divided into nine grades; The power is infinite, especially the love of pulp, and the flesh is secondary".

Looking at the many ghosts and ghosts in the world, there is really only one zombie that likes to eat human brains.

Most of the rumors are false, but the truth is always in the hands of a few.

I don't understand today where the American imperialist's EA Games company learned about the hobby of zombies and successfully developed the classic game "Plants vs. Zombies".

But life is not a game after all, and if you want to get rid of zombies, no matter how many pea shooters you plant, it's useless.

It's not right for zombies to harm people, but what is the difference between a scumbag like Zhang Xizhong who likes the new and hates the old, and who abandons the end in chaos and Chen Shimei in Peking Opera? If all these people live in a good way, then it is the real irony for the world!

The zombie that Feng Qianqian has turned into looks vicious, but in fact it is pitiful and sad, and people are sometimes really more evil than evil things.

Only by jumping out of the category of species and examining right and wrong fairly from a macroscopic perspective can we find the way for people in my cultivation to break free from the red dust and cultivate the truth and return to the origin.

Of course, I just used the topic to express my feelings and feel sorry for my classmate. The world is too big, there are too many things, how many can I manage on my own? Besides, the Zhang family really deserves it, and the retribution is not happy.

The minibus drove for nearly two hours before finally arriving at Lijiawan, the village where my family is located.

I got out of the car with the fat man, looked at the familiar and somewhat unfamiliar village in front of me, and felt nervous again, I didn't dare to stay, and hurried home.

Pushing open the courtyard door of my home, I saw at a glance the three relatives I had longed for the most: my adoptive father, my adoptive mother, and my grandmother.

At this moment, the adoptive father and adoptive mother were feeding the chickens, cooing and calling, while the grandmother was sitting on a wooden stool with the soles of her shoes, and a big yellow dog was dozing at her feet, wagging its tail.

Seeing me and the fat man come in, it pricked up its ears in alarm.

The warm slanting sun shone in the small courtyard, and everything was as usual.

The stone in my heart fell to the ground in an instant, and tears poured out uncontrollably, I don't know why.

I haven't seen each other for more than three years, my adoptive father and adoptive mother are obviously old, their heads are covered with white silk, and their waists are not as tall as when I was at home, but the complexion on their faces is not bad.

Grandma hasn't changed much, it's inevitable that people don't have good eyes when they're old, and when they see someone coming, they squint their eyes and look over.

I threw down the suitcase, ignored the scolding of the fat bird in the box, ran into the yard quickly, stretched out my arms and hugged my adoptive parents, and choked out: "Dad, mother, I'm back......"

I never hugged them when I was at home. The country people are emotionally simple, clumsy, and not good at expressing themselves, and embracing this common form in the West is too advanced for adoptive parents.

At this moment, I could feel their excitement, their hearts were pounding, their bodies were trembling, and they didn't know how to respond to me, so they could only let me hold them in a daze.

After a long time, the adoptive mother began to wipe her tears, and muttered in her mouth, "My son...... My son ......" I don't know if I should call it to my grandmother and father around me, or to myself.

I let go of my hand, only to see my father's body trembling slightly, his eyes were also a little red, and he couldn't bear to let the tears flow out, but he couldn't stop choking: "It's good to come back...... It's good to be back......" I can't say anything else.

I went to hug my grandmother again, and kissed her the face, and the old lady laughed, revealing the last two teeth in her mouth, and the wrinkles on her face seemed to stretch.

Our family cried and laughed for a while, and then I remembered to introduce the fat man, saying that this is my good friend, and he has no trouble on weekdays, he is from the city, he has never been to the countryside, and wants to spend the New Year in our house.

The adoptive parents were obviously surprised, but they quickly showed a friendly smile and said that our conditions here are poor, and I am afraid that the Chinese New Year will make this young man feel wronged.

The fat man's communication skills are far above me, this gift is very thoughtful, uncles and aunts hang on their lips, it is called a sweet, two or three sentences will make my adoptive parents smile, and take out a carefully prepared gift from the backpack.

I'm baked! I didn't even know that this guy even prepared a gift, exquisite!