The twilight was deep, the autumn insects were chirping, and the water in the pool was still rising, and it had overflowed the cliff tops and scattered towards the mountains.

Wu Zhiyuan stood up in despair and staggered forward.

I don't know how Lu Dao came back, Wu Zhiyuan only felt that yesterday and today were like a world apart, everything that had happened was so clear and so far away. His mind kept flashing the scenes that happened between himself and the Moon Shadow Fuxian, and those misunderstandings at the beginning have now become unforgettable memories, and that beautiful night at the bottom of the valley, Wu Zhiyuan will never forget it for the rest of his life.

He still clearly remembered the scene where the Moon Shadow Fuxian was hit into the air by the rushing water column and landed on the yin tree, at that time her body was so light, like a red paper crane, now that she thinks about it, maybe she had fainted at that time, so she didn't escape from the deep valley.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan couldn't help beating his chest, and tears fell, if he had rushed over to help her up, maybe it wouldn't be like this now. From the beginning when the Moon Shadow Fuxian fell into the deep valley, to the most reluctant Moon Shadow Fuxian buried at the bottom of the valley, the culprits were all himself.

Wu Zhiyuan was full of regret, dragging heavy steps, unkempt and walking towards the city, his heart was completely immersed in the grief of losing his lover, he had lost his way, and every step he took was just subconsciously casual.

At this time, it was already a watch, there were not even half pedestrians on the street, the night wind swept the fallen leaves, turned around at Wu Zhiyuan's feet, and a dog barked in the distance, which contrasted this county town even more deserted and very desolate.

Wu Zhiyuan had no thoughts, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul, and he didn't notice that the night in the county town at this time was very different from the past.

Unconsciously, Wu Zhiyuan came to the inn where he lived, this time was the busier time of the inn, but the door of the inn was closed, Wu Zhiyuan didn't think about it so much, he only remembered that the pastries, cloth and ocean he was going to take home were still in the room, so he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door weakly.

There was no light in the door, but there were a few rustling sounds, and he vaguely heard that someone was whispering inside, but the door was not opened, although Wu Zhiyuan was in a trance, but the movement inside was still heard clearly, he was shocked in his heart, and faintly felt that something was not quite right, and there was a bad premonition in his heart.

Wu Zhiyuan reached out and knocked on the door again, and this time it took strength to knock on the door, so it was very loud.

"Who...... Who? A voice rang out from within, its voice trembling, as if terribly frightened.

"Little brother, it's me." Wu Zhiyuan heard that it was the guy who received him when he stayed in the hotel a few days ago.

"You...... Who are you? The man asked, his voice trembling.

"I live in the second floor of the Tianzi No. 1 room, I went out for a few days, and came back to get my luggage." Wu Zhiyuan hurriedly explained, secretly guessing in his heart why this guy in the store would be scared like this, could it be that there are horse thieves in this county?

After half a ring, there was a slight sound of footsteps inside, and it could be heard that the people inside were deliberately lowering their steps, and then, the door was gently opened a crack, and a pair of eyes looked cautiously through the crack in the door.

"Little brother, it's me, what's going on?" Wu Zhiyuan saw the nervous appearance of the shop guy and asked strangely.

The guy watched through the crack in the door for a moment, then opened the door, pulled Wu Zhiyuan in, and then hurriedly closed the door.

"Guest, you're back, you...... Nothing happened to you, did you? The guy looked Wu Zhiyuan up and down, staring at his neck carefully.

"What's wrong with me, do you mean my clothes are dirty? I just fell in the river. Wu Zhiyuan lied, only to find that there was another guy standing next to the door, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, and the guy saw that Wu Zhiyuan was behaving normally, and hung the wooden stick down.

"What's going on, why are you so nervous?" Wu Zhiyuan was puzzled by the guy's strange behavior.

"Alas...... Guest, you still don't know what to do? The guy from earlier asked with a sigh of surprise.

"I just came back from out of town, did something happen?" Wu Zhiyuan had a faint premonition that something was wrong.

"In the past few days since you left, there have been zombies here in our place, and they will come out to do evil at night, and they have bitten a lot of people to death, and it is said that the people who were bitten will become zombies after a while, and those zombies are not even afraid of the muskets in the police station, they are really fierce!" The guy hurriedly explained, and his tone was mixed with a bit of exaggerated feeling.

"Yes, you didn't run into luck walking on the street at night, it's infested with zombies at night, and it's said that there are about a dozen zombies now. I see you, don't go out, and leave tomorrow at dawn. The guy with a wooden stick answered the call and reminded Wu Zhiyuan.

Wu Zhiyuan was stunned in his heart, and recalled what the Moon Shadow Fuxian had said, it turned out that it had really come true, but at this time, he really didn't have the heart to pay attention to these, just nodded lightly, and walked to the second floor.

The shopkeeper was quick-eyed, grabbed the key and followed.

"Guest officer, don't worry, you have been gone for a few days, I have only come in to clean it once, and seeing that your luggage is still there, I know that you will definitely come back, so I didn't give this room to other guests." The shopkeeper opened the door and let Wu Zhiyuan in.

Wu Zhiyuan walked to the bedside, opened the bag and took a look, and found that Dayang had a lot of money, and the "Guiyuan True Scripture" was also there, and he admired the guy in this shop, so he took out two pieces of Dayang and stuffed them into the guy's hand.

Two oceans are not decimals, top of the guy's two months' salary, he was grateful after taking the ocean, kept nodding his head, said words of gratitude, turned around and exited the room.

Wu Zhiyuan and Yi were lying on the bed, unable to tell what it was like in his heart, regret, self-blame, sadness, and loss...... A wave of brains is coming. In the past few days, he has obtained the most beautiful things in the world, and then lost them in an instant, and this blow is really indescribable to him.

Thinking was wandering, the door of the room was knocked, and the voice of the shopkeeper sounded outside the door, Wu Zhiyuan got up and got out of bed and opened the door.

"Guest officer, now that the weather is cold, I made you a pot of hot tea to warm up, do you think there is anything else you need?" The shopkeeper smiled politely, those two oceans really made him grateful to Wu Zhiyuan.

"No need, Brother Xie Xie." Wu Zhiyuan sat down listlessly at the table and poured a cup of tea. The shopkeeper answered, turned and walked out the door.

"That's right." Wu Zhiyuan suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly called out to the guy and asked, "The zombies here are evil, is there no one to care?" ”

"At first, the people in the police station went around catching zombies at night, and later found that the zombies couldn't even kill with muskets, and they also bit several policemen to death, so no one dared to catch zombies anymore, and now every house is closed at night, and outsiders don't dare to leave us, and the business of our inn has plummeted." The guy said in frustration.

"Didn't the senior monk of Cong Ma Zen Monastery come down the mountain to take care of this matter?" Wu Zhiyuan remembered the words of the Moon Shadow Fuxian, and hurriedly asked.

"Cong Ma Zen Temple? The temple is inhabited by some monks, and there is no contact with the people outside, and people are Zen, and there is no cure for zombies, in my opinion, this is to cure zombies, except for Maoshan Taoists, no one can. The guy was a little surprised by Wu Zhiyuan's question, and his words revealed his yearning for Maoshan Taoist.

"Maoshan Taoist ......," Wu Zhiyuan muttered to himself, remembering that the Moon Shadow Fuxian had said that the Maoshan faction was best at removing zombies and making yin spirits.

"Guest officer, if you have nothing else to do, I'll go out first." Seeing Wu Zhiyuan in deep thought, the man quietly exited the room and closed the door.

Wu Zhiyuan sat at the table, the teacup in his hand, and the smile of the Moon Shadow Fuxian kept appearing in front of him, and he lost his mind for a while.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound of footsteps outside the window, the sound was chaotic and heavy. It's deserted outside, and there's no one there, so who would be wandering the streets on this zombie-infested night?

Wu Zhiyuan quietly walked to the window, opened a crack in the window and looked down. There was a person standing under the window, and he was also raising his head to look at Wu Zhiyuan at this time, the two exchanged glances, Wu Zhiyuan's heart was shocked, only to see that he was thin, about fifty years old, with a full beard and dull pupils, but projecting a bloodthirsty light.

Wu Zhiyuan suddenly felt that this person was very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. His brain was spinning, and he suddenly remembered the wanted criminal he saw on the bulletin board that day, that is, his husband Zhang Daming.

Zhang Daming, the husband, has turned into a zombie, and also bit his family of seven and the couple in Fengdri to death, and then disappeared, it turns out that he appeared here. Wu Zhiyuan thought of the cause and effect of this incident, and felt that the situation had become so serious, it was completely caused by himself, this husband Zhang Daming should have been stabbed in the heart by the Moon Shadow Fuxian a few days ago and died, and he would never become a zombie. Now that he has been bumped into by himself, he is just doing the right thing for heaven, and at the same time, it can be regarded as atoning for his recklessness that day.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhiyuan shouted, opened the window and jumped out.