Stepping through the wet fallen leaves, I gritted my teeth and ran towards the winding mountain road. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Behind him, the constant sound of rustling was getting closer and closer.

The sound of the wind brushed my ears, and the temperature that enveloped me spread in the air behind me, and the low roar of the zombie dog's throat continued to approach as it stepped through the muddy soil.

I ran away with all my strength, but the voice of the zombie dog behind me was getting closer, and listening to its low roar, I seemed to be able to imagine the strength of its powerful front legs stepping over the pile of fallen leaves again and again.

"Whew...... Whew......"

I was breathing heavily, my heart pounding out of my chest

No way!

I can't outrun a zombie dog!

I gritted my teeth and looked back.

Behind him, the zombie dog stepped on a cyan stone and jumped up, and the next second it landed heavily on the wet and cold ground, it leaned down slightly, a pair of black eyes stared at my back, grinning saliva mixed with blood dripping under him, the hair stained with dark red blood was gently blown up by the oncoming wind, the zombie dog roared, and the behemoth black shadow was getting closer and closer to me who fled in a hurry.

I gasped and turned my head to look around.

On the left hand side is a sloping landslide, withered weeds, unnamed trees stand on the hillside, and not far on the right hand side are rows of gray-white tombstones, through the faint mist, the eyes of the dead staring at the purgatory-like world.

Stepping on a puddle of slippery mud, I slipped under my feet, staggered to the ground, and my chin hit the hard rocks of the mountain road, scraping my flesh and skin, and I felt a pain.

"Roar—" The zombie dog's roar was close at hand.

I instinctively turned my head and met its leaping motion.

Damn it!

In the flash of lightning, I subconsciously dodged to the side, and the zombie dog pounced, its front paws landing on the weeds a few yards away. I reached out and grabbed the stone on the side of the road, rolled in a circle, gritted my teeth and put my head in my hands, and curled up and rolled down the slope on the left.

The world is spinning.

My body ran over piles of wet fallen leaves, the fine wood slag slashed across my cheeks, cutting the cuffs of my clothes, my head suddenly hit a hard stone, and I felt my body roll down the slope of the cut more quickly.

Dizziness envelops the chaos.

"Bang." The next moment, the body slammed heavily into the stones of the slope.

I gritted my teeth, my shoulders ached, and I lay face up on the ground.

"Roar—" The zombie dog then rushed down the hill, and the moment I straightened up its upper body, it roared and pounced, its thick front paws pressed against my shoulders, and the huge weight of the black shadow flickered and weighed me down.

"Roar—" It roared with its teeth bared, and its mouth was full of blood.

Blood dripped down its eerie fangs down my neck, and I struggled, grabbed its wet fur with both hands, touched its exposed wounds, gritted my teeth and pulled at its belly, and for a while it was sticky and slippery, I pulled out the zombie dog's internal organs!

I ripped through its already cracked belly, and the soft internal organs flowed through my stomach in an instant, and red blood gushed out and soaked my abdomen. The zombie dog seemed to notice the pain, his front paws pressed against my shoulder, and he tilted his head sideways and tried to bite my face again and again.

I tilted my head to dodge its every bite, the rancid smell mixed with the smell of blood caused me to feel nauseous from the heart, the Caucasian dog's powerful hind legs kicked my abdomen, a dull pain in my stomach, and I bit my lower lip to watch its dark eyes full of bloodthirsty terror.

The zombie dog roared, pressed its front paws against my neck, and grinned at my neck!

"Eugene, Eugene!" I blurted out subconsciously.

The zombie dog's attack was sudden.

I didn't have time to think too much about it, and I felt the tip of its clammy nose touch my neck, and I felt a chill in my heart, and I bent my knees to push its body out.

Feeling the weight on its body, I saw the zombie dog staggering back a few steps and standing still, its small intestines flowing out of its abdomen drooping on the ground, its ears pricked up, leaning over its front half and squinting at me, its eyes full of the hunter's instinctive desire to attack its prey.

The rich smell of blood spread through the air, mixed with the cold and wet air, and the wind swept through the bushes on both sides, and the wind whistled like the muffled confession of the dead.

I straightened up, my legs limp, and I crouched against the muddy ground.

In front of me, the Caucasian dog moved a little closer, and it shrunk like a majestic man ready to attack at any moment, ready to jump up and bite my throat in the next second.

What to do?

My heart was beating fast, and I looked at its blood-soaked fur and my head went blank.

"Woo......"

The zombie dog's throat rolled under its throat, and it moved a little further.

Instinctively, I stepped back, my palms drenched in a cold sweat.

Fear, wrapped in despair, was like a huge net that enveloped me from beginning to end.

The next moment, the zombie dog jumped up.

I gritted my teeth and turned sideways, and it didn't react to graze my shoulder and pounce on a large rock a few steps away.

I stumbled to my feet, but I slipped and fell to the ground.

"Roar—"

The zombie dog stood up and pounced on me!

I closed my eyes and subconsciously covered my head with my hands.

"Bang-" The sound of brittle bones cut through his ears indifferently.

There was a sound of rubbing, and the zombie dog whimpered, and then there was no movement.

“…… It's okay. A deep voice came from beside him.

I was stunned.

Cautiously opening his eyes, he saw a black figure crouching beside him through the gap between his arms in front of his cheeks.

Stunned and put down his arms, in front of him, the zombie dog was lying on the ground, its limbs were open, a sharp dagger pierced its bare skull, white brain mixed with red blood slowly oozing out of the crack in the skull, it was still grinning, dark red blood kept gushing out of its throat, under its body, internal organs had already flowed to the ground.

My stomach churned, and I followed the hand holding the dagger to look at the man crouching beside me.

He wore a dark blue coat, black pants, a big beard, and slightly squinted eyes under the gray knitted hat with a bit of complicated feelings, the corners of his eyes were densely wrinkled, and his eyes were bloodshot. His gaze shifted to the zombie dog, and he silently removed his left hand holding the dagger, and looked down at the dead Caucasian dog.

The wind silently brushed the branches and leaves of the forest.

Frightened, I breathed a little more quickly and gulped in the cold air.

Raise your hand and wipe the blood off your cheek.

“…… Thank you. ”

He didn't answer.

Looking at his side face, I remembered the picture in the cabin.

"You're a mausoleum keeper."

"Hmm."

The mausoleum keeper stared at the dead Caucasian dog, his dark eyes drenched in sadness.

“…… I'm sorry, it's a good dog. ”

"Eugene is my old partner, and I've never hurt anyone by mistake, I hope it doesn't do that even if it's dead, it should hope that way......" The Tomb Keeper shook his head, his voice heavy with helplessness.

Eugene......

I was silent, silently reciting the name that had just come out of my mouth.

Why does this name always feel familiar to me......

I must have heard of it......

But where......

The mausoleum keeper stood up, lowered his head and looked at me calmly: "This is the place where the dead rest, the place where the living are the least. But today, there are a lot of strange visitors to the cemetery, and I guess you are also looking for the grave tombs. ”

I was shocked.

It seems that the participants are already on the field......

The war had already started before we knew it.

"I don't know what you're going to do, but I hope you don't disturb the peace of the dead. The graves of Grave are on the east side, and along this road you go through the central cemetery, which is the eastern cemetery. The Tomb Keeper whispered, and he turned and walked in the opposite direction.

I looked at the lonely back of the mausoleum keeper, and for a moment the words were in my throat.

He stepped on the fallen leaves all over the ground, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he stopped slightly.

I frowned in confusion.

He turned slightly to the side and glanced at me out of the corner of his eye.

"In addition to the graves, there are many mass graves in the cemetery, try not to go there."

With that, he turned, lifted his feet, and melted into the looming white mist.

Mass grave ......

The mourner's deep voice was silently fermenting in my heart, and I stood up silently, covered in blood and cement, I squatted on the ground, held the dagger stuck in the head of the zombie dog with my right hand, and pulled it out with a gritted tooth.