Yang Yin felt that he was about to die. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info may be the reason for the zombie bloodline passed on to him by his father Yang Yiqing, and Yang Yin is always very sensitive to things like death and life. In fact, before this, Yang Yin had always been very curious, since zombies were dead people, they should be soulless corpses, but where did their memories come from? If it's just a physical mutation, it should only be a zombie.

Now that I'm dead, maybe I can know the truth.

He came to a large sea of flowers, which were strangely grown, colorful and colorful, but with strange shapes, thorny petals, and a kind of poison hidden in their beauty. He couldn't feel his footsteps, but his body was moving forward. It seems that in the space after death, the senses are all mysteriously deprived.

At this time, a boatman dressed in a cloak who couldn't see his face clearly set up a boat, he looked at Yang Yin, but he could only see a pair of eyes, and those eyes did not contain any emotion.

Yang Yin got on the boat, and he asked the boatman, "Where are we going?" ”

"Go home." The boatman's answer was simple.

"Who are you?"

"Ferryman."

It's the ferryman of the Lethe River, and he did something like this a few months ago, simulating the scene after the death of a person for the candidates who came to take the zombie hunter entrance exam.

The sky is grayish white, it looks like a rainy day, but it doesn't seem to rain here, when Yang Yin looked back, the riverbank full of gorgeous flowers was already far away from him, and the river flowing under the boat was neither fast nor slow, but the gray-white water seemed to be able to suck people in at any time. In the gray setting, a bridge with a strange shape appeared in front of Yang Yin's eyes.

There were many people standing on the bridge, lined up, looking ahead blankly, and the words in their mouths: "Go home, go home......" kept repeating, as if this was the only purpose of life.

"What are they doing?" Yang Yin asked the ferryman.

"Go home." It's still too concise to answer.

"Isn't that the same as me?"

"It's different."

"What's the difference?"

The ferryman stopped rowing the oars, he lowered the oars, and the oars were fixed in the Lechuan River and did not move, but they did not fall into the river either, and Yang Yin felt the hull of the boat shake significantly. The ferryman turned around and took off the rain hat he was wearing, and in an instant, Yang Yin recognized the face.

It's the face of his father Yang Yiqing!

"You ......" Yang Yin's hands grasped the boat pole, and he was speechless for a moment because of excessive surprise.

"Yang Yin, if you look inside the river, you can know the answer." Yang Yiqing's bone-like hand pointed to the gurgling and flowing Lechuan River.

Yang Yin slowly lowered his head, his own reflection appeared in the river, he heard a legend, after a person died, the soul passed by the Nai He Bridge, looked at his face reflected in the river water under the bridge, and forgot everything in the past, but now, Yang Yin saw that his reflection was changing.

His face was gone, and it became Lin Xuedong's face!

"What's going on?" Yang Yin raised his head suddenly, but Yang Yiqing was gone, and the bow of the boat was empty, but the oar was still stuck vertically in the river. However, the bridge is still there, but the people on the bridge are gone.

"Dad! What the hell is going on? Yang Yin looked around and asked loudly.

However, there was no one, not a single person on the Lethe River except him.

Then, Yang Yin woke up instantly. It turned out that I had a strange dream just now, and I thought I was dead. I also dreamed of my father and ...... Lin Xuedong? I really don't know why I dream about this. Yang Yin picked up his phone and glanced at it, it was now one o'clock in the middle of the night, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing to have such a dream.

Suddenly, there was a hurried sound of doors opening and footsteps outside the door. Yang Yin didn't go home today, because he was too active in practice, and by the time he wanted to sleep, it was already late, so he stayed in the martial arts hall of the Xie family in Zhimen. The other disciples have left, and neither Xie Feili nor Xie Feilin will come over today. Who came in so late with such anxious footsteps?

Could it be a thief? This is too bold, and he actually stole it to the martial arts hall? Yang Yin got up, put on a coat, and quietly opened the door.

A figure swept past the hall of the martial arts hall, stopped at the windowsill, and alarmed a birdcage on the windowsill. The man took off his loose clothes, seemed dissatisfied with the sharp bird call, and reached out to open the birdcage. The sound of a bird flapping its wings came to Yang Yin's ears, and he saw that there were blood stains on the clothes that the person had taken off, and then looked at the back of the person, as if he was planning to kill the screaming Jiao Feng.

"What are you doing?" Yang Yin asked sharply.

The person turned around, Yang Yin turned on the light, and he saw that person, it was actually Lin Xuedong! The current appearance of Lin Xuedong is completely different from what Yang Yin usually sees, or it is definitely different from the feeling that Lin Xuedong usually gives people at school.

Lin Xuedong's hair is very messy, like a bird's nest on his head, which looks very funny; The clothes he wore were still similar to those of the usual good men, but there were folds everywhere, as if he had been entangled with someone. After seeing Yang Yin appear, Lin Xuedong let go of the frightened bird, and then picked up the robe that he had just thrown on the ground.

"Senior, I'm sorry to wake you up." Lin Xuedong said apologetically.

Yang Yin looked at the other party helplessly and said, "What's wrong with you?" I see blood on your clothes. ”

Lin Xuedong seemed to be a little scared. "I just ran into a pickpocket on the bus and got into a fight with him, and that's how it becomes."

How many buses can there be at this late hour? And even if the bus is still running, how many people can there be on the bus? Since there are only a few sporadic people, how can pickpockets appear? Bus pickpockets usually take advantage of the rush hour to ambush in crowded carriages.

Yang Yin knew that Lin Xuedong was lying, but it seemed that this kid already had his own secret. However, boys in this period usually have some privacy of their own, and Yang Yin doesn't want to demolish Lin Xuedong, as long as he doesn't do bad things, he doesn't need to care about Lin Xuedong so much.

"Do you have a wound on your body? Want to help you deal with it? ”

"No, no, no!" Lin Xuedong seemed to be flustered, he shouted and waved his hand, his arm touched the birdcage behind him, and the Jiao Feng, who had been alarmed just now, let go of his throat again and hissed.

Yang Yin saw the blood stains on the bird's back and knew that it must be Lin Xuedong's blood, so he rushed forward to check on the bird. "You scared the hell out of it." Yang Yin patted the feathers on Jiaofeng's back to soothe it, and at the same time reminded Lin Xuedong.