Qinglian opens ten thousand phases, and the treasure shows Tiangang. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the best MM compound surname Sima, called Qinglian. This surname is extravagant when I hear it, and the name is not bad. Sima Qinglian walked out of the hospital with two gauze rolls in her nostrils pretending to be an elephant, with three points of apology in her eyes: "Who is it, Tang Xiaohua, I'm really sorry, we didn't mean it, we just wanted to make a joke......"

The fat man, who had long recovered, waved his big hand, and was full of pride: "It's okay, it's a little injury, that, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, classmate Sima, fate!" I was on the side, listening in a cold sweat.

"Then, you take care of your injuries, Xiao Ruo, let's go back first." Sima Qinglian pulled over her companions who came with her and turned around to leave. I looked at it coldly, and sighed in my heart for these two little girls who had fallen into the trap, how could it be so easy to go in the hands of Tang Xiaohua, a professional pickle girl saint!

Sure enough, the fat man's old-fashioned tricks followed: "Qinglian, you see it's getting late, the canteen has long been out of food, not far ahead, there is a big city Xiaoai chain store, I heard that the environment inside is good, and the pickled cabbage fish is also a must, why don't we go and have a meal together?"

Damn, I haven't known each other for two hours, so I'm called Qinglian, and I'm serving you.

Before the main owner could speak, the chubby Xiaoruo next to him cheered: "Okay, okay, I'll call Sister Ling and them to come together." "It seems that the little girl has not been nourished by the food for a long time. The fat man's trick has been tried and tested repeatedly to deal with college girls who pickle cabbage in the morning, fry cabbage at noon, and cook cabbage at night. At this time, it is estimated that he vomited blood in his heart, but he pretended to be bold: "Yes, there are more people to be lively." “

In the corner of the hall, six girls are very unimaged feasting, eating that is called a whirlwind, I and the fat man look at each other, accidentally get off the chopsticks later, can only catch a little slag. The fat man grimaced, made a painful expression, and muttered to himself: "The strongest are more powerful." “

The fat girl Xiaoruo pouted: "Of course, next time, remember a good job, you are not the first onion, our dormitory has a tradition, this is called fighting local tyrants to divide the land equally, and there are blessings and hardships!"

Khan, whatever! Fortunately, the fat man and I have allowances and subsidies in the laboratory, if it is a student brother who has no source of income, and meets these sisters and sisters, then it must not be associated with gnawing on the nest head of the first half of the year? In these years, pickling girls is risky, so you must be cautious when you invite guests.

There was enough wine and food, but the women had no intention of leaving. The heat of more than 30 degrees outside is pressing, but the air conditioning is on indoors, and everyone is sitting lazily, and the gossip nature of women begins to appear. I don't know who mentioned City C, saying that City C was full of zombies a few years ago, which caused a storm in the city, and I couldn't help but pay attention.

"Qinglian, isn't your home from City C? What kind of zombie is that, is it real?"

From entering the hotel to the present, Sima Qinglian is the most silent of the six girls, hearing the words of her companion, she seemed to hesitate, straightened her shawl and long hair, and said, "I have heard of it for ten years. Actually, this has something to do with our family, which is very strange, and I have never told anyone about it. But I think it should be true. “

After the incident of Wuhou Temple in City C, everyone was secretive, I have never gotten relevant information from other people's mouths, and I don't want to step on the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, in the distant City B, I will actually meet an indirect witness of the incident.

"What's the matter? How strange is it? Let's talk about it!" The girls were babbling and urging.

Sima Qinglian straightened out her thoughts and said eloquently: "This matter has to start from ten years ago. At that time, the Wuhou Temple was demolished and four corpses of the Qing Dynasty were dug up, and folk rumors said that because of the negligence of the caretaker, one was found missing the next day. After this happened, the neighbors discussed, some said that the tomb was stolen, and the antique seller sometimes sold the ancient corpse, which was quite valuable. There is also a saying that the corpse has changed, and the corpse stands up on its own, jumps up the building, and escapes, which is old and scary. But not long after, with the arrival of the army and the imposition of martial law in the neighborhood, the matter became more and more evil, and the second theory gradually became the mainstream. ”

"At that time, my aunt's family lived near the Wuhou Temple, and she had a daughter, a cousin of mine, who was ten years older than me and was a police officer at the Wuhou Temple Police Station. Coincidentally, she happened to be on duty at the scene that night. In the middle of the night, my aunt was very worried and called my dad to ask about the situation. By the way, my dad was still working at the Municipal Public Security Bureau of City C at the time, and my dad comforted my aunt that it was okay, there were many people at the scene, and my cousin was only responsible for peripheral security, and it would be fine. ”

I exchanged glances with the fat man, and the fat man was also half of the insiders of this matter, although the content of Sima Qinglian's story was different from what I understood, but there was no doubt that this was the same incident.

"The next day, the news came that my cousin was missing. My dad brought the news back, and my aunt happened to be at our house at the time, and when she heard about it, she fainted on the spot. For three whole days, my dad didn't come home from the workplace, trying his best to track down my cousin's disappearance, but apparently nothing was found. ”

"Three days later, on the night, there was a very ordinary accident in the Nanhe River of the city hall of City C, an old man in his 60s fell into the water and drowned for unknown reasons. The Funan River is just an ordinary and ordinary small river in City C, and the river is not deep, so it usually can't drown people at all. This incident had nothing to do with the Wuhou Temple incident, but I don't know why, the news spread everywhere like a foot, saying that the missing ancient corpse of the Wuhou Temple had turned into a terrible zombie and came out to ask for his life, and the gods chattered that they had seen a thing on the side of the Funan River at night, and it was eight zhang high when it jumped, and there was even more to say, saying that he saw a skeleton bite off half of his head. ”

"Things were still in the rumor stage, but with the military and police appearing near the Funan River, the rumor turned into panic. At that time, I was only 12 years old, because of the zombies, the school was deserted, everyone was afraid to come to class, and the most feared thing for us girls was to take the bus, because there is a legend that the No. 36 bus had encountered zombies, and the last car was bitten to death. After more than ten days of busyness, my dad suddenly came home one day and mysteriously told my mother that he had been transferred to a unit and was now working in Guoan. We asked him if the legend outside was true, and if my cousin had found it? He spread his hands and sighed, and said to my mother that you have time to accompany your sister more, and he put a gag order on his head, and he couldn't say anything. After finishing it, he rubbed my head and said to me with a serious expression: Xiaolian, don't mention your cousin to anyone, don't say her name, by the way, you pay attention in the future, don't go to Funanhe and Wuhou Temple if you have nothing to do. ”