18:00 Youzheng

Another day is coming to an end, and the sun is slowly setting in the west. The seagulls were cut into afterimages by the round red sun, and they came in flocks of three or five, the big ones with the small ones. Hovering in the sky, hunting, generation after generation.

Looking at the seagulls at sunset always reminds the wanderer of his hometown far away.

"Boss, the girl you brought back is awake."

A sturdy and swarthy man interrupted Zheng Qingfeng's contemplation as he climbed on the railing of the cargo ship to watch the seagulls.

Zheng Qingfeng nodded, and replied as if he didn't seem to be very concerned.

"Got it."

This ship is a large cargo ship under his name, the Mirage, which undertakes transportation business. That being said, there are also some smuggling operations in Southeast Asia. Therefore, most of the crew members on the ship are veterans of various countries, or people who are not willing to be mercenaries anymore.

Zheng Qingfeng is the captain of this ship, and the swarthy man who has just come to inform Zheng Qingfeng is called Lang Du is a Burmese.

In the three years since Zheng Qingfeng left home, more and more people who don't want to kill people have gathered in various places, and doing gray business is at least much better than licking blood.

However, Zheng Qingfeng and they also have their own bottom line, that is, they do not smuggle people, drugs, and weapons. They were originally a group of bloodthirsty demons who walked in the Shura Dao, but they were tired of killing. But if you want to live on these three things again, it is not the same as feeding your own life with the blood of others. What's the difference with the past?

This rule is jointly recognized by the crew of the whole ship.

In addition, above the bottom line, it is necessary to protect yourself.

Therefore, the Mirage occasionally encounters some firefights between peers, or the squeezing of the head snake, and each time the ship will rely on the wisdom of the captain and the joint efforts of the crew, which can always make the problem invisible. It has never alarmed the attention of local governments or coast guards in various countries, causing unnecessary trouble.

Zheng Qingfeng opened the door of the medical room, the female doctor in charge of nursing was about her early twenties, she was a mixed American and Japanese race, originally she was called Honda Qianshanzi, and later everyone called her Qianshan when they were troublesome.

But later, Zheng Qingfeng always felt that her name Qianshan was too strong and incompatible with her pretty and gentle appearance, so Zheng Qingfeng called her English name Susan, and others followed suit.

There were more people on this ship who knew Chinese than English, and gradually everyone called her Susan.

Susan saw Zheng Qingfeng push the door in, and put her finger to her mouth to signal Zheng Qingfeng not to speak loudly, for fear that he would disturb the patient.

Zheng Qingfeng nodded.

Susan said to the captain in an airy voice and not very fluent Chinese.

"She's just woken up, and she's very weak."

"I'll take a look at her."

"Yes."

Zheng Qingfeng had already taken this girl's hair last night, and he had already cast a spell, and when the girl woke up, he would tell everything he knew in the form of a dream. All you need to do is turn it on and off with a question.

Zheng Qingfeng saw the blonde woman with shoulder-length hair scattered and opened her sapphire-blue eyes on her bloodless face like the sleeping beauty who had been cursed for a thousand years.

Even Zheng Qingfeng gently admired, what a beauty. However, because of the excessive blood loss, it was always a lifeless beauty, like the lifeless beauty in the pre-Renaissance oil paintings of the eighteenth century.

"What's your name?"

Zheng Qingfeng asked the key question softly.

At this point, a switch has been opened between the woman's soul and body, the mana circuit has been connected, and all her actions will no longer be controlled by her own body. Instead, according to Zheng Qingfeng's pre-arranged requirements, he told everything he wanted to know.

Although the woman's body had just recovered, in order to repay Zheng Qingfeng for saving his life, he thought he had the right to know the truth. As for the fact that Susan was also present, it was not too much of a problem for Zheng Qingfeng, and he would have a way to fool him later.

"My name is Alice. Alice. Wolf. This is my real name. ”

"Her name is Susan, and as for me, they generally call me Captain."

Captain is the second keyword.

"Last night. The teacher died. ”

"You don't have to rush to talk, you have a good rest first."

Alice heard Zheng Qingfeng's words and fell into a dreamlike confession.

"Yesterday, we went with the teacher in search of the Holy Grail. There were zombies in that manor, lots and lots of zombies that couldn't be killed. ”

"What zombie did she say, Holy Grail?"

Susan asked.

"It's all a dream, don't take it seriously."

"The first to enter the manor were Ace and Billy, who knocked on the side door and broke in. They entered very smoothly, and the teacher and Kelly followed suit. I watched them with a sniper rifle from outside the manor. The entire manor's main complex was pitch black, as if there was nothing, and it seemed like it could destroy everything at any moment. It was as if the manor was alive and able to breathe. It seems that those who walk into it are being digested by its gastric juices at any time. ”

Susan looked at Zheng Qingfeng, and Zheng Qingfeng sighed. Alice continued dreamingly.

"I watched in the sniper scope as Ace and Billy went to the atrium first, and then they started searching for the agency. I heard from the intercom that they wanted to see if the Holy Grail was hidden in some secret room. Soon, they did find the mechanism on the bookshelf, and a door under the stairs opened. There is also a basement at the bottom of the stairs, which can only be opened by passing through a trap. ”

"But when the mechanism of the staircase opened, all the other doors to the atrium could be seen through the sniper scope. All sorts of corpses swarmed into the atrium. Including mice, cats, dogs, monkeys, and humans. ”

"Bullets are of no use to them at all, alchemy has no time to chant."

"Teacher, they resisted desperately, and until the end, they never gave up their dignity as a knight and a human being."

"However, it makes no sense, there are too many zombies, and what is more terrible than death is dying without dignity. After the teacher was bitten, he gave me a final order to flee quickly. ”

Then I heard the teacher chanting the forbidden book "The Holy Spirit Descent" through the intercom headphones. This is the alchemy that detonates the flesh at the cost of one's own life and blows up everything around it. This alchemical inscription has always been engraved on the teacher's sword. Therefore, all it takes is a short chant, and it is done. ”

"The devastating shock wave blew up the villa, and I was directly shocked by the air wave for a short distance and sprained my foot. At this time, those villains have already been aware of our arrival, and it may be that the agency will cause an alarm. They found our car, and I couldn't have escaped by the car anymore, not far from the sea, and from the sniper I could see that there were boats moored at the dock. ”

"The weight of the sniper rifle would hinder my pace, and I had just sprained my foot in the impact, which didn't affect my walking, but it was a little bit faster. Moreover, I'm not going to fight back. I threw my sniper rifle into the grass. ”

After that, I started running to the beach. In the process of escaping, he was shot at. ”

Zheng Qingfeng's gaze stayed on Alice's bandaged wound. Susan whispered to him.

"Although the blood vessel was cut, the bullet did not remain in the body, as long as it was stitched up."

"I know everything after that, you can rest."

After Zheng Qingfeng said this, Alice didn't say anything more, closed her eyes and fell asleep again. For a while, the infirmary was quiet for a while, and it seemed so quiet that even the sound of Alice's hanging needle could be heard.

Tick, tick.

"That's... Captain, zombies? ”

"Honda Qianshanzi, what this girl said is a dream that is overly frightened, where are there any zombies in the world, just listen to it."

Susan nodded, went to the side and boiled the water.

Zheng Qingfeng is quite confident that Susan will not say it, on the one hand, the spell is on the one hand, on the other hand, this doctor not only has the courage and stubbornness of the Americans, but also the warmth and gentleness of the nature of Japanese girls.

Gently using spells to change Susan's perception of this matter in her cognition, Zheng Qingfeng does not have to worry about Susan leaking this matter and will soon forget it.

As for the zombies that Alice just mentioned, I don't know if there is such a spell in the Western fortune diviner system. However, apparently in Alice's cognition, they believe that as long as they are bitten by a zombie, they will turn into zombies. However, according to Zheng Qingfeng's current knowledge, among the three ways that the corpse can move, none of them will make the bitten person become a zombie if he bites.

Of the three, there are such a large number of zombies that can be driven indoors without a sorcerer. The closest thing to one possibility is that of the Witch Gu.

Zheng Qingfeng knew very little about witch Gu, only that it was a witch doctor's stunt. It is different from the fortune diviner who takes the cultivation of the Yuan Shen as the foundation and observes the changes of Feng Shui in the hour and calculates the evolution of heaven and earth. The witch doctors have gone through a different system entirely, and they are good at driving the living and the dead, the spirits that wander the earth. They don't even care about the cultivation of the primordial gods at all, let alone the afterlife and this life, which is a real pragmatism.

That's why witch doctors were able to develop ways to drive corpses, because it had so many practical uses.

Alice's teacher thinks that after being bitten, he thinks that he will be a corpse, and it is very likely that he misidentified something else that Zheng Qingfeng did not know.

Maybe Alice's teacher has really seen corpses that bite people and turn people's corpses into corpses. However, even if there was such a corpse, it could not be caused by a spell, after all, it was impossible for a spell to transfer from one corpse to another.

Zheng Qingfeng is not easy to arbitrarily infer that this is Alice's memory bias or that Alice's teacher misjudged it in a hurry, and the possibility of both is very low. Either way, there is no evidence for the conjecture, and it has nothing to do with the main clues revealed in Alice's dreams.

The most valuable piece of information is the Holy Grail compared to the zombies that dominate the crowd.

That is, it is called the existence of the Heavenly Evolution in the East.

If, the fortune teller would choose to attack the manor of the Heavenly Dao, then it means that the Heavenly Evolution Record was indeed in that manor at that time. However, it was only at that time, there was such a big movement, and now the heavenly performance record must have been transferred.

Because this level of explosion cannot be described as swaggering, it should be called an exaggeration.

Susan took a teacup with red maple leaves on the outside of Japanese lacquer and handed it to Zheng Qingfeng, the workmanship of the cup was quite exquisite.

She herself took a teacup with a black swallowtail butterfly.

When Zheng Qingfeng took the teacup, he felt the slightest heat from the clay in his hand, which was slightly higher than his body temperature, just to the extent that his throat would not be too hot.

Both teacups are made of Japanese matcha.

"That's... Would you like a snack? ”

"It's time for dinner, and you need a snack?"

Zheng Qingfeng asked.

"I heard that today I think I was eating chicken curry."

"There's very few people who don't like curry, right?"

"I just don't like it very much."

"What's that snack then?"

"Daifuku and Dorayaki, choose one?"

"It's a little too sweet."

"Isn't it just about sweetness?"

"Then Dorayaki."

Susan turned over the drawer and handed Zheng Qingfeng a big blessing.

"I'm done with the dorayaki."

“……”

Zheng Qingfeng took a sip of tea quietly.