"If I could, I'd rather not fall in front of this castle back then, and if I could, I'd still like to know my mistress Anya."

Hinrich suddenly said something contradictory and meaningful, and I was a little dazed and confused. Fortunately, Hinrich is a good storyteller, and her story is much more rhythmic than that of Hanks and Anya, and it is so seamless that it is difficult to find the slightest loophole in it.

"Why do you say that?" Ham still asked curiously, he must not understand how much struggle Hinrich was in his heart right now.

Instead of answering Ham's question, Synrich said heavily: "You can't imagine that my mistress Anya is actually a very kind and kind little woman, and she is not as vicious as you think. If it weren't for the vampire's innate flaw, she wouldn't want to suck human blood at all. ”

Sinrich sighed when she said this, she got up and walked to the window not far away, facing the sky outside the window, and said quietly: "The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high for birds to fly." Now that my master and mistress have died, I should have been an unrestrained bird, flying high in the sky, but I couldn't. ”

Sinrich paused at this point, turned to me and Ham, and said, "Mage, Mr. Ham, if you have nothing to do, get out of here now." Your car was fixed last night. ”

I was at a loss, I didn't expect Hinrich to do what he said he would do, and actually fix Ham's broken down car.

I didn't ask Hinrich any more questions, but just said "thank you" from the bottom of my heart, without a hint of hypocrisy.

Ham also wanted to ask Hinrich a question, but I pulled him back.

THEN, AFTER A BRIEF GOODBYE TO SYNRICH, HAM AND I LEFT THE CASTLE AND DROVE IN HIS JEEP IN THE DIRECTION OF INGEL'S FARM.

In the middle of the day, Hinrich stood alone at the top of the castle and waved goodbye to Ham and me.

Looking at Xinrich's rickety figure from afar, I felt very uncomfortable.

A castle in Nuoda, she is waiting alone, will she be lonely? Human life is short, and it will be unbearable when you enjoy a short period of loneliness and loneliness, which is how cruel it should be for immortal zombies who enjoy thousands of years of loneliness and loneliness.

I sighed at the thought of this.

Ever since I was a child, my uncle Ma Xiaoyuan has always taught me that I can't be friends with zombies, and that exorcists are the natural enemies of zombies. Now when I come into contact with zombies and vampires, I realize that this world is really not as simple as I imagined!

I don't know how I'm going to explain what happened to my uncle, and I don't know how his face will be when he learns that I helped the green-eyed zombie Hanks and the vampire Anya, but I know I'm really in trouble this time! Hanks' unfinished words on his deathbed made me more and more uneasy.

"We'll be home in half an hour's drive." Ham said excitedly, "Walker, what happened at the end of the day was so exciting, I can't imagine what it would be like without you." ”

"If it weren't for me, I'm afraid you'd become a zombie too." I laughed.

"It's inevitable," Ham said, "but I don't want to be a zombie." ”

"Why?" I asked Ham, "Zombies are immortal, immortal, immortal, don't you want to live forever?" ”

"It's good to live forever," said Ham, "and I'd rather not if it were to pay for years of bloodsucking." Walker, you know what? When I think about what I saw my great-grandfather like when I was a child, I feel very uncomfortable. I really don't want to be like him at all. ”

As a child, Ham saw his great-grandfather Shambot suck human and animal blood, which is unforgettable, and he once vowed never to be like his great-grandfather.

"Yes," I said, "although zombies can live forever, they have to endure the unbearable loneliness and loneliness of ordinary people, and the heinous habit of sucking blood for a living, and I am not willing to do that." What's more, my uncle once told me that I can't turn into a zombie no matter what, otherwise I won't recover. ”

"Why?" Ham asked curiously, "Why is it all gone?" ”

"I don't know," I replied to Ham, "my uncle taught me this as I was a child, and I asked him this question as you did, but he didn't answer me, but reprimanded me. Alas, anyway, Ham, you promise me. If I'm unfortunate enough to be bitten by a zombie next, you're going to have to shoot me here. With that, I pointed to my forehead with my right hand and motioned for Ham to blow my head off before I turned into a zombie so I didn't have to become a zombie.

After hearing this, Ham took a breath of cold air, shrugged his shoulders and said, "You won't become a zombie, you are a profound exorcist, how can you be bitten by zombies?" ”

"Zombies have grades," I interrupted Ham's words and solemnly followed him, "Zombies can be divided into seven different levels: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple, the higher the level, the deeper the mana, and our exorcists also have levels, which can be divided into five different levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, yellow, and human, your great-grandfather is a second-generation orange-eyed zombie with profound mana, and even my uncle, the exorcist of the Great Xuan Position, can't deal with him, let alone me, the exorcist of the Great Rhubarb Position." ”

At this I sighed.

"Ham," I continued, "if you do see your great-grandfather, and I can't deal with him, you must get out of here, I can't trouble you." ”

Exorcists and zombies are natural enemies, and when an exorcist encounters a zombie, even if the zombie's skill is ten times that of him, he can't retreat from the battle, otherwise he will be eliminated from the ranks of exorcists.

If I meet Shambaugh, and I am far from being a match for Shambaugh, I only hope that Ham can escape in time, after all, Ham is just an ordinary person, and there is no reason for him to die in vain.

"Shambaugh, he won't kill me." "Think about it, if Shambaugh was going to kill me, he should have killed me decades ago, so why would he stay until now?" Anyway, I am also his great-great-grandson, his only relative in this world. ”

Ham was right, if Shambaugh really wanted to kill him, Shambaugh would have done it decades ago. Why did Shambaugh slow to start, maybe it was really because Ham was Shambaugh's only relative in this world, or maybe Shambaugh's humanity was not lost, and he was not a heinous sinner.

After experiencing Hanks and Anya, my attitude towards zombies has also changed a lot, and when I look at zombies, I will no longer be completely negative in the subjective sense before, but I will try to consider it more comprehensively. I hope that this way I will be able to understand zombies more fully and not be counterproductive by subjective determination.