A child of five or six years old, dressed in the clothes of an unknown dynasty, and the clothes had been a long time old, and had wandered out of the cemetery for a few days, emitting an unbearable stench, corroded by oxygen, and tattered.

The child's face was also dirty, with tears in his eyes, and he was holding a portrait tightly in his hand. ”

"Did you see my mother?"

"This is my mother, do you see her?"

Everyone thought that this was a lost fool, his dirty face could not see his real appearance, everyone disliked him, relatively kind will call the police, let the police take him away, although he knows nothing about the world, but he is very smart, he is afraid that he will lose his freedom, so he fled from the police station.

He wanted to find his mother, and he couldn't be locked up, even if it was a welfare home.

When Qiu Shishi found him, he was rummaging through the garbage heap, and then he was bullied by several bear children, and Qiu Shiren took him away when he couldn't control his desire to suck the blood of several bear children.

I don't know why, except for asking about the whereabouts of my mother, I don't want to get close to people, and he doesn't even trust the police, but when the poet hugs him, he doesn't struggle at all, and even hugs the poet and calls him dad excitedly!

Qiu Shiren thinks that he is actually quite hard-hearted, for this little zombie, his original plan was to either return it to the clansmen or deal with it with his aunt, anyway, he just wanted to repay the kindness of his aunt who took care of him when he was a child, so he came to find this little zombie, he has no feelings for the enemy, and he doesn't even want to be involved.

But when the little zombie looked at him with clear eyes that were different from other zombies, and said "Daddy" with joy, he was not only soft-hearted, but also had an indescribable and inexplicable sadness in his heart, as if in the previous life, he had owed this child.

He calculated a hexagram for himself and the little zombie, but he couldn't figure anything out, he knew at the moment that he must have something to do with the little zombie, and it was a debt he owed to the little zombie and must be repaid in this life.

So, he responded to the little zombie's father, the little zombie has always called himself Xiaobao, so he gave him his own household registration book, called Qiu Xiaobao, and taught him a lot of modern things, for example, to call himself father, not to call him father, and also reported him to a kindergarten that has something to do with the yin and yang world, and took care of him as his real son.

“…… If you really count it, Xiaobao is probably my ancestor. ”

Me: "......"

He pressed my arm with his other hand and turned me towards him: "Xiaobao is a good boy, you ......"

"Are you afraid I'll dislike him?" I chuckled, "I'm a ghost myself, so what's the right to dislike him?" ”

I looked at Xiaobao, he looked at me with some feeling, smiled sweetly at me, showed his little white teeth, and I replied to him with a gentle smile: "Anyway, I'm not afraid of him sucking my blood, you're not afraid of this 'person', what am I afraid of." ”

I feel sorry for this child, why did he turn into a zombie? After hundreds of years, he woke up and wanted to find his parents, but time has passed, how can there be his parents in this world?

My heart hurts, and I can't say why.

I put away the inexplicable emotion, looked back at the poet Qiu, and laughed at him: "It's you, you found a girlfriend, a ghost, a son, a zombie, do you have fallen into the evil path of demons?" ”

He laughed, handsome and domineering: "So what? ”

I laughed and wrung his arm: "That's enough." I then remembered what had just happened, "So, those zombies don't dare to come near us, is it because of Xiaobao?" ”

Seeing him nodding, I couldn't help but look at Xiaobao a few more times: "I didn't expect him to be so powerful." ”

Also, he's completely different from those zombies who are stiff and unsane.

This Wuqu village is full of zombies, Sister Yue, what they came here to look for, maybe it is related to zombies, and it will also involve Xiaobao, Xiaobao is in the zombie pile, it is impossible not to show traces, those zombies' fear of him is instinctive, so when Qiu Shicai exposed this, he first showed our arrogant behavior of not taking zombies in our eyes, and even led them to preconceived ideas that we have any treasures, so as to ignore Xiaobao itself.

I was afraid that Xiaobao would wait for us too long, and after explaining the little things in my heart, we went back to Xiaobao, Xiaobao saw us come back, raised his head, and looked at me with a pair of bright eyes, happy because I was back, and even relieved.

I immediately understood that Xiaobao is sensitive, and he is also afraid of his unusualness, will I not want him?

I hurriedly picked him up and stroked his skinny back: "Baby, Mommy loves you." ”

I used to think about it, he was thin and small, was it because Qiu Shishi often had to go on tasks, he was not taken care of, so he never got fat, and he didn't even grow tall, now it seems that Xiaobao died at the age of five, and before he died, he may ......

When Xiaobao heard my words, he hugged my neck and called in a low voice: Mom!

……

Qiu Shiren sent the black egg out of the alley to check, it can quickly jump from roof to roof, can also shuttle through the alley, and can even pass around Sister Yue's group without being discovered, it is definitely an expert in exploration.

We waited for half an hour, and when it came back, it called out twice to the Qiu poet, pointed in a certain direction, and then spontaneously jumped on the Qiu poet's shoulder.

"It said it seems to have discovered Chaonando, let's go take a look."

We climbed over a fence, through a weedy yard, and in the dark a poisonous snake sprang out, scared away by the black egg, and then went through a door that couldn't be closed at all, and then went to another place where we didn't know whether to count the lanes or the streets.

Then, we saw the words "Chaobei Road" on a stone plaque.

This is a north-facing road, not a south-facing road.

At that time, we thought that since the north was here, the south should not be too far, but after going around, we didn't see the so-called south, and we sent the black egg to find it, and we didn't find a south word.

Mr. Nan wouldn't wear it to the other side of the village, would he? We'll have to find when.

We returned to Chaobei Road, and Qiu Shishi said: "This side always gives me a little uncomfortable, let's look for it." ”

We tried to explore the houses here, and found that at least one or more coffins were placed in each house, and it would not be the custom of this place to put coffins in the house, right?

In addition to this, there is another question:

"The address says forty-nine houses, but the houses here don't have house numbers."

Qiu Shiren calmly looked around: "Don't worry about it for now, don't look at it from house to house, just find doors, windows, walls and other things that are relatively intact and can live in people, and don't care about the size or anything." ”

He wants to make sure that there are still living people in Wuqu Village.

Then, in the middle of the north-facing road, we found a house that was not much better than a thatched house.

It looks like it's probably only a one-bedroom apartment, wooden, with doors and windows intact, and it looks like someone is living here compared to other places.

The poet carried the black egg on his shoulder, walked ahead first, and tried to push the door, which was a little tight, and he exerted a little force, and the door was pushed open, and it was dark inside.

He walked in with his flashlight on first, and I turned on the flashlight on my phone and followed behind.

It is indeed supposed to be inhabited, divided into three pieces, there is a stove on the far left, and there is a square table over the stove, which should be for eating, and there is a simple wooden bed on the far right.

Although the light of the flashlight could not see the whole room clearly, it could still tell that the stove and table were very clean, and even the wooden bed was covered with quilts.

Although the place is not big, it is really small compared to the big house we first entered, but one has been dilapidated for several years, and the other is neat and clean with the breath of life, and the two houses do not look like the same place at all.

I saw a strange painting on one of the walls, I didn't use any paper, I just painted it directly on the wall, like what kind of face, I used a flashlight to shine it little by little, while pondering what this face meant, when I illuminated the most edge of the face, that face suddenly opened my eyes - ah!

I screamed uncontrollably and stepped back, and Qiu Shishi rushed to my side as fast as he could, and we looked at the face at the same time, and found that the face was still attached to my body...... It was a man with strange makeup on his face, standing with the face paint on the wall.

She stared at us with emotionless eyes: "Who are you?" ”

Qiu Shishi thought for a moment, and then said: "Old Fan? ”

"Is it really Grandma Fan?" I had the courage to look at it twice, and to be honest, she was a little scary in the light of the flashlight, and it wasn't polite to shine a flashlight on someone's face, so I moved the light of my phone down.

After confirming that she was really Fan Lao, I said politely: "Hello Grandma Fan, my grandmother's surname is Chen, she called me here, she said that I just need to tell you this, you can understand." ”

"Where's the token?"

Token? Grandma didn't give it to me?

"Didn't your grandmother give you anything?" Fan Lao's voice was cold, if I couldn't answer, she would kick us out immediately, and I would not treat her like an ordinary old lady if we could live in a village full of zombies.

I patted my pants a little anxiously, my grandmother really didn't give me any tokens...... That's right!

Hooked the red rope around his neck, hooked out the white jade hanging on his stomach, and held it up in front of his eyes with the red rope: "Are you talking about this?" ”

She suddenly moved, snatching the white jade from my hand, her movements were swift and full of ferocity, if she hadn't simply taken it to her own hands and didn't tear off the red rope that was still attached to my neck, Qiu Shishi would have almost made a move.

Fan Lao stared at Bai Yu for a while, and suddenly laughed, her voice was old, and when she laughed, she couldn't say the vicissitudes of life, and there was a sadness: "It's been five hundred years, five hundred years, I didn't expect to be able to wait in your grandmother's generation." ”

I was puzzled, what did she mean by that, what would it take five hundred years to do? Monkey King?

Moreover, this Fan Lao doesn't look like she is five hundred years old, she is human, right?

Without waiting for me to ask, she returned the white jade to me, and then her eyes swept away from Qiu Shishi, and finally stopped at Xiaobao, I almost thought she was going to step forward and touch Xiaobao's head, but she only said, "Come in with me." ”

This room is clear at a glance, where else can I enter?

I saw her knock on the wall behind her that was full of faces, and a door appeared on this wall, and Fan Lao pushed the door open, and a downward inclined passage appeared.

Me: "......"

In today's society, if you don't have some mysterious basements, you are embarrassed to show off your house!

I whispered to the poet: "Ahem, your house, will there be some traps in the basement?" ”

He smirked, "You can try to find it when you go back." ”

No, looking at him like this, do you really have feelings?

We followed Fan Lao in, and the door closed behind us.

The passage was quite long, and we walked for a while before we saw a stone door, and Fan Lao knocked on it somewhere, and the stone door opened, and then we entered a stone room.

There is a larger coffin in the stone room than the others, and it is also carved with patterns, like a coffin for the nobles and wealthy families, and the three walls of the stone room have a square grid each, and a torch is lit in the lattice, forming a triangular trend.

Fan Lao walked to the coffin, did not do anything superfluous, knocked on the coffin, and the coffin opened by itself, there was no corpse in it, only a transparent palm-sized jar.

There was a green flame burning in the jar.

She handed the jar to Qiu Xiaobao.

"Grandma Fan, you are ......"

"Aren't there a lot of people out there looking for treasures, this is the treasure they are looking for."

Me: "......"

I almost thought she was joking with me.

From finding her to taking out the jar with green fire, the process is very simple, there are no too complicated traps, and there are no particularly guarded questions, I have experienced the things under the sunset, I feel that this place is too simple, and it is so easy to get what Sister Yue and the others outside desperately want to get?

And Xiaobao has already happily taken the jar: "Thank you, grandma." ”

Fan Lao couldn't help it, and touched Xiaobao's hair: "Good, eat it quickly, don't let others snatch it." ”

Then Xiaobao really opened the lid of the jar, looked at the green fire inside and smashed his mouth, and looked up to pour the green fire into his mouth.

"Hey, this ......"

I wanted to stop Xiaobao, but Qiu Shishi stopped me, and then I watched the green fire enter Xiaobao's mouth and was swallowed directly by Xiaobao.

I still remember when I was a child, my parents taught me that I should never eat indiscriminately, especially from strangers!

I think my outlook on life seems to have deviated a little?

Seeing that Xiaobao didn't feel the heat of the fire at all, and had an expression of extreme enjoyment, I asked Qiu Shishi in a circle: "What did he eat?" ”

"It's the source fire of zombies."

"So what?"

"It was produced by thousands of zombies." Fan Lao heard my words and replied to me on behalf of the poet, "As long as you have it, you can breed a zombie king." ”

Zombie King?!

I looked at Xiaobao in shock: "That Xiaobao is ......"

"This child was bred with the specifications of the zombie king, but something went wrong halfway, so that he is now like a king and not a king, and he is more spiritual than the legendary zombie king, but after all, he is a semi-finished product, he is a zombie, he can't grow up in this life, with the source fire," Fan Lao touched Xiaobao's hair again, "This child can grow taller." ”

Feelings, which seems to be a very important zombie source fire, is it used to grow taller for Xiaobao?

Although I am very happy that my son has benefited, this is not at all the same as what I said on TV, "You have to go through a fierce battle to get it"!

Suddenly, the three fires in the lattice on the wall shook like an invisible wind blowing the torches.

Fan Lao's stern face covered by strange makeup was even more cold, and Qiu Shiren also looked up at the passage when he came, and said lightly: "Found it." ”

"Ah, what?" I followed and saw nothing, but I could faintly hear movement from above.

"The gang found here."

Qiu Shishi explained, and I understood: "Then, what should I do? "The exit of this secret room is not secret at all, Fan Lao knocked twice and opened, it will be sooner or later they will find it, right?

"Just find it," Fan Lao didn't seem to care at all, "Anyway, you have already arrived first, and you have taken the things, what are you afraid of." ”

Me: Is that what you say about "......"?

She turned and walked over to the torch at the triangular tip, turned it slightly, and a secret door opened: "Follow me." She walked in first.

Again: "......"

Why are the mechanisms so simple?

followed into the secret door, and after the door closed behind him, Qiu Shicai said to me: "The three fires just now are not ordinary fires, they indicate the three fires on people's bodies, just in that stone room, there is an ordinary magic circle, if that group of people are ordinary people, there may not be any taboos, but there are people who know how to do it, so they don't dare to touch it easily, especially the three fires." ”

"It turns out that there is still this exquisiteness, is there anything special about the entrance that came in?"

"Not really," said Qiu Shishi, "perhaps, Fan Lao didn't mean to guard against letting them in. ”

"Why is that?" The zombie source fire is so important, just give it to Xiaobao, doesn't it matter who grabs it?

"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that this village has become like this, don't ask yet, let's see."

I can only nod my head first.

This passage is about the same length as the previous one, and when you go out, there is another wooden house that is about the same size in terms of furnishings and size, and when you walk out of the wooden house, it is the same alley and street, and the same house arrangement, just like a symmetrical diagram, with the center line of the stone chamber just now, both sides are the same.

The difference is that it is dilapidated over there, but it is intact on this side, like a village with smoke and fire, and the wires are obviously not involved here, and it is no different from the ancient tribes here, and there are torches on the side of the road to illuminate it.

I saw a stone plaque with three words written on it in seal script: Chaonandao!

I can't help but want to burst into a foul language: Damn!

It turned out to be here, no wonder we couldn't find it before.

Fan Lao took us into a relatively large house, which was lit by oil lamps, although it was not as good as fluorescent lamps, but it was enough for us to see clearly that the four coffins placed in the house, because the house was large, the four large coffins were not crowded, and household items were also available.

In this village, there won't be coffins in every house, right?

As soon as I thought so, Fan Lao knocked on a shiny table, and then, the coffin lid sounded, and something was pushing the coffin lid?

Regarding this phenomenon, Fan Lao sat down on the bench next to the table very calmly, waiting for something.

Not long after, the four coffin lids flew up at the same time, and instead of falling to the ground, they stood vertically against the wall in order, and immediately after, four coffins jumped up at the same time...... Corpse.

An old one, a couple, and a teenager.

It's a family of four.

The old man jumped down from the coffin first, came to Fan Lao, bowed to Fan Lao, because of the stiffness of her body, she was like a robot, she was half of her body stiffly bent down, and then stiffly straightened up.

"Pour some glasses of water." Fan Lao Dao.

The old man bent down again, and then jumped into the kitchen, and the woman of the husband and wife also entered the kitchen, and after a while, the old man jumped out with a tray.

There are five cups on the tray, all 20 centimeters long, and the bottom of the cups is glued to the tray, so that the cups do not fall halfway through, and the water inside does not spill out.

When one of the cups was placed in front of me, I saw that it was only half filled with water, but half of the water in this cup was the full size of a normal mug.

Five cups, one for each of us, and one for the black egg, which it held on its paws and tilted the cup so that it could lick the water that had been poured out with its tongue.

The male zombie went out, and the young zombie stood behind Fan Lao, his body and head didn't move, and he followed the wood standing on the stake, but a pair of eyes, turning towards us from time to time, and when I looked over, he immediately turned back.

Such a terrible zombie has a hint of cuteness.

Xiaobao sat beside me, looking straight at the teenage zombie, with curiosity and joy at finding a friend.

"The zombies here are all enlightened." When Fan Lao said this, his cold face softened slightly, and even the weird makeup on his face looked a little better.

She bowed her head and said to Xiaobao: "Child, will you let Brother Xiaohua accompany you to play?" ”

Xiao Bao looked at me and Qiu Shishi, I saw that Qiu Shishi did not object, and agreed, Xiao BMW slipped down from the high chair, ran to the young zombie with a "dada", and took the initiative to pull the young zombie's gray-skinned hand with black nails.

Xiao Hua's smart eyes lit up a little, and he jumped up and followed Xiao Bao outside, and the black egg followed leisurely.

At this time, the woman zombie who had just entered the kitchen jumped out with a large plate, which contained washed fruit.

"The villagers have cultivated an orchard nearby, which is quite sweet, you can taste it." Fan Lao said for the woman.

"Villagers?"

"Yes," Fan Lao stared ahead, his cold and indifferent tone sounded like it was just a sigh, but I sniffed out a trace of hidden resentment, "Wuqu Village, a unique villager. ”

That is, what does it mean to be a group of zombies?

The atmosphere suddenly became frozen, and when the poet saw this, he took two fruits from the big plate, one for me, and one for him to eat directly, and at the end, he rarely praised: "Not bad, delicious." ”

I took a bite of it, it was delicious, juicy, and sweet, it was hard to imagine that it was actually grown by a group of zombies.