Faced with this shocking sight, I said, "Ah! The ground screamed. I thought it was all over, but I didn't expect this surprise, I let go of my hand and slid down. And this mistake also allowed me to avoid "it" biting, but my head slammed the crossbar of the ladder, and I slipped down five or six steps before stopping.

Blood trickled down my hair, staining the world in my eyes. I was hit in the head, but even more desperate than that, "that" was crawling at me......

Feeling the increasingly violent vibrations of the iron ladder, I gradually recovered from the temporary amnesia caused by the concussion. That's when I realized "that" for what it really was—an undead with only half of its body left, and its entrails and flesh hung on the iron ladder.

I figured it was following us down from the rooftop, and although I had lost both legs, the guy's hands were unusually well developed, and he was crawling upside down towards me. Since the eyelids have been completely lost, the hideous eyeballs have protruded completely, and the appearance is very terrifying.

I was stunned and thought that I had a dislocated hand, and I was afraid that even God would not be able to save me. What should I do? In desperation, I had no choice but to put my dislocated hand on the iron ladder crossbar, then grasp my left hand with my right hand, grit my teeth, and pull my elbow with the weight of my body, hoping to pull the dislocated place back to its original state. However, I tried several times, but it was never successful.

A foul-smelling liquid dripped onto his face, and when he looked up, the dirty teeth were lying in front of him.

“！！”

At such a startle, my body twisted unconsciously, and the dislocated sensation disappeared, and at the same time, I immediately pressed my hand on the door of the thing's head, but due to the force of the impact, I slipped down a few more steps.

A row of its cloudy fangs tore at the void, and in my haste, I had to use the weight of my body to press the creature's head between the bars of the iron ladder and let it sway from side to side. I screamed and screamed, crushing its head to the ground, but it was like a matador with his bare hands against a bull, and it seemed only a matter of time before it collapsed.

The right hand holding it down was trembling more and more, and I felt like my strength was draining rapidly. In a flash of thought, the idea of flipping it over as soon as it looked up, but I shook my head at the sight of the powerful arms clutching the bar.

I saw Xiao Lin below trembling like a sieve, and she didn't dare to snort. What the hell is going to do? At this moment, a terrible thought suddenly crossed my mind.

Now the only part I can move is-

I suddenly screamed in a frenzy, and even I couldn't understand what it meant. When I realized it, I had bitten down on the neck of the undead, and suddenly a cloudy liquid slid into my mouth, like biting on a moldy persimmon. I didn't even feel the taste, I just felt sick and nauseous that I hadn't felt in my life.

Maybe it was the yelling that just happened, or maybe it was a kind of inertia, my mind went blank, and I closed my eyes and bit like crazy desperately. I feel more like a monster than the monster in front of me, but there's nothing else I can do to survive.

Suddenly, a large amount of liquid began to spurt out of the zombie's neck, probably biting through the major arteries, and dirty blood sprayed everywhere.

I couldn't bite any longer, so I mustered up a hard twist, and with a clatter, with the sound of bones breaking, the head of the thing drooped like a broken candle.

The next moment, I felt a sudden pressure on my shoulders, and the corpse of the undead fell on me like a boulder, and I quickly grabbed the crossbar, and my body pressed against the stairs, and the corpse rolled down my back.

I saw Xiao Lin below also clinging to the stairs with a gourd drawing, and the corpse passed by her and fell heavily on the roof of the library building.

As the legend goes, once the undead loses their head, their body loses its function and truly "dies". I felt a burning heat in my abdomen, and then I vomited in the river and Haiti, and after vomiting up the yellow bile water, I began to shiver again, and I couldn't stop it. The horrific sight just now, along with the sour and rancid smell, enveloped me like a layer of haze.

After about half a minute, I picked myself up and climbed down the stairs with weakness like a patient recovering from a serious illness.

The corpse on the platform had been shattered and miserable. Xiao Lin looked at me in surprise, not knowing what to do. I knelt down and started vomiting again, my stomach cramping as if I was complaining that there was nothing to vomit about.

Xiao Lin helped me stroke my back with a little timidity, but I kept throwing up until my eyes were black and my tears dried before I finally stopped vomiting.

I caught a glimpse of a half-drunk bottle of mineral water lying not far away, which must have been thrown down by someone who had been on the balcony before. I didn't care about hygiene or not, I rushed over like a rain of rain in the drought, picked it up and poured it into my mouth, of course, I didn't want to drink it, but I tried my best to drum it with my hands, hoping to pull out the rancid smell along with the crazy memory of the dead person who had bitten him.

After a few minutes, maybe it was finally cleaned up, or maybe it was just a temporary closure of the memory area in my brain, and I felt that my brain was blank, and my body finally settled down.

I shuddered and looked up, the maroon playground opened up in front of me, and the screams of a half-day ago had subsided, replaced by the screams of more meaningless monsters. I want to live, I want to live, I want to live...... I kept repeating the puff in my heart, like a pastor praying.

Now we have reached the roof of the library, and the roof of the commissary next to the library is almost at the same height, and we only need to walk gently through the cold alley between the two buildings to reach our destination. I perked myself up a bit, trying not to think about what would have happened to me if I had bitten the zombie just now.

"Let's go!" I stood up, took Xiao Lin's hand, and prepared to walk towards the commissary. She suddenly shook off my hand and limped towards the edge of the roof as if she had found something.

"Hey, watch out!" Just as she was desperate to move forward and almost fall, I grabbed her tightly. She struggled as hard as she wanted to jump, and I had no choice but to hold her by the waist.

"Hey, what are you doing...... I was surprised to see that her face was full of tears.

On the playground, the place where she looked was full of "people", wandering on it like wandering ghosts. Among them was a long-haired girl, pale, but still intact, except for a rotting wound on her arm, indicating that she had become infected and had become an immortal.

It was this girl, Xiao Lin shouted at her: "Xiao Qian! ”