"I'm dizzy."

Ji Qiang opened her eyes and sat up from the ground, rubbed her head and frowned.

"This, this, what?" Ji Qiang looked at the large number of people lying under her feet in horror, and said uneasily.

She clearly remembered that she went to sleep in the house after cleaning up Youruo, and suddenly it was dark in front of her, and she woke up here.

Ji Qiang looked at the crowd on the ground, counted carefully, and there were exactly twelve of them, Ji Qiang swallowed her saliva, patted her face gently, and hypnotized herself with a smile: "This is a dream, well, it must be a dream." ”

At this time, a weak teenager under her feet, her thighs suddenly trembled, and hit Ji Qiang's feet, Ji Qiang saw this scene and suddenly found that this dream was too real, and then looked at the weak teenager, and found that the young man's left leg had been shaking frequently.

Ji Qiang looked at the young man's left foot, which had been shaking, and suddenly laughed: "Well, this dream is interesting, so realistic." ”

Cut off the feet of the children and grandchildren!

As soon as Ji Qiang finished speaking, he kicked the boy hard, and after Ji Qiang finished kicking, he found that the boy on the ground still had no expression, and his left foot was still shaking.

"Sure enough, it's a dream." Ji Qiang exhaled and said easily.

At this time, there was a sudden terrible cry outside the door, Ji Qiang hurriedly walked to the door and looked out through the gap, only to see a gray woman with white hair bowing her head, kneeling on the ground and constantly making a terrible scream, and one by one the dead men with their heads drooping walked around this woman.

Ji Qiang swallowed her saliva and pinched her arm in disbelief, the severe pain made Ji Qiang wake up instantly.

"This is a dead man who has been manipulated!"

The dead man who controls it is unconscious, and he can't be killed, just like a person with Gu worms in his body, he can't control himself at all.

Ji Qiang looked out nervously and stepped back gently, for fear of disturbing the dead soldiers outside the door.

"Where is this?" Wearing a pink skirt, Zhang Zhirou, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, rubbed her eyes, and pointed at Ji Qiang in a daze as if she had just woken up.

When Ji Qiang heard her shout, her face turned pale immediately, and she immediately rushed over and covered her mouth.

"Woo woo, you want to ......" Zhang Zhirou's eyes widened, full of horror.

Ji Qiang completely ignored the reaction of the person in his hand, and hurriedly looked towards the door. After a while, there was no movement outside the door, Ji Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly let go of her.

"Murdered?!"

As soon as Ji Qiang let go of her, Zhang Zhirou gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, and she slapped Ji Qiang with a menacing slap.

"Wait." Ji Qiang hurriedly dodged away, and was about to explain, "You misunderstood....."

Zhang Zhirou still called Ji Qiang unforgivingly, with anger on her face, seeing that she couldn't catch up, she directly picked up the wine jug on the table and threw it at her.

"Hey, where is this? Who are you? ”

A twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man, who had just gotten up from the ground, opened his eyes and looked at Ji Qiang suspiciously. At this moment, the wine jug that hit Ji Qiang smashed on the man's head in a vertical arc.

"me! Who smashed me? The man held his head and looked at Ji Qiang and Zhang Zhirou with angry eyes.

"It's her, it's her."

Ji Qiang and Zhang Zhirou pointed at each other in unison and said.

The man rolled his eyes speechlessly, and directly asked the question in his heart: "Forget it, don't worry about the two of you, where is this place?" ”

Ji Qiang thought for a while and shook her head: "I don't know, I'm here when I wake up." "Yunnan

When Zhang Zhirou heard Ji Qiang's words, she smiled coldly and directly mocked: "Maybe it's your ghost!" ”

"If it were me, I would have put you in this place and fled by myself." Ji Qiang's face turned cold, and she glanced at Zhang Zhirou and said

Ji Qiang's heart is now like 10,000 grass and mud horses running by, this dead woman doesn't listen to me to explain, doesn't she cover her mouth, as for chasing and killing me!

"Hmph, just go." Zhang Zhirou stuck out her tongue at Ji Qiang, and without hesitation, she crossed the crowd of corpses still lying on the ground, and went straight to the gate, looking at the landscape outside through the gap.

"Ah!!h

A piercing scream echoed through the room.

As soon as Zhang Zhirou's scream fell, she immediately covered her mouth, looking incredulous, stunned and stupid.

"What's wrong with her?"

The man was originally observing the situation in the house, when he suddenly heard Zhang Zhirou's scream and was startled, patting his chest.

Ji Qiang looked at Zhang Zhirou's frightened eyes and hooked her lips slightly: "How does this feel?" ”

"What the hell is going on?" Zhang Zhirou swallowed her saliva, shivering.

"Roar!"

A roar belonging to the dead suddenly rang out.

The dead soldiers who were wandering outside the door suddenly rushed directly to the gate as if they were dying, and kept clutching the gate with their dark nails.

"Help!"

"It's full of dead soldiers out there!" Zhang Zhirou saw through the gap that many dead soldiers kept rushing to the door, shouted in horror, and ran back desperately.

Ji Qiang's face suddenly changed when she heard the roar of the dead soldiers outside, and she didn't hesitate to pull out a wooden stick placed in the corner of the wall. dragged Zhang Zhirou behind him and looked at the door with a nervous expression: "Don't shout!" ”

The man looked at the two of them with a blank face, and then glanced at Zhang Zhirou, who was trembling behind Ji Qiang, and couldn't help but speak: "What's wrong?" ”

"Shh

Ji Qiang put her hand to her lips, clenched the wooden stick in her hand, and looked at the door for a moment.

The man wanted to ask again, but when he saw Zhang Zhirou's vicious gaze, he immediately closed his mouth and looked at the door without saying a word.

His mentality at the moment is very complicated, he is a coachman who drives a carriage. As soon as I got home to wash up, I walked out the door, and my eyes went black and I fainted.

Until I opened my eyes and came to this ghost place, more than a dozen sleeping on the ground like dead pigs, and I don't know what was going on.

Half paid, the roar of the mournful dead outside the door gradually disappeared.

There was silence in the room, as if a needle could be heard when it fell to the ground. Ji Qiang breathed a sigh of relief and slowly let go of the wooden stick in her hand.

She turned around and patted Zhang Zhirou's hand holding her wrist without hesitation, and tiptoed to the door to watch the surrounding scene through the gap.

Seeing that the group of dead soldiers outside the door seemed to have regained their lazy appearance, she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and her violently beating heart finally quieted down.

Ji Qiang turned her head, and saw Zhang Birou's face full of weakness and a confused man, and sighed and said, "Don't panic and don't shout, otherwise the dead will come in, and I will be the first to push you out and feed the dead." ”

Zhang Zhirou said sullenly: "Even if you dare to push me out, I will drag you to the end." ”

The middle-aged man looked at Ji Qiang and Zhang Zhirou's expressions, and asked with a look of surprise, "What, there are really dead soldiers outside?" ”