......The screams of the night owl were as ugly as ever, and in the woods, the carrion in the grass had turned into white bones, and the hollow eye sockets seemed to tell the unwillingness of life.

"Click" The white bone suddenly flickered two dark green fires from the eye socket of a skull, and his mouth began to move! The skull jumped around like a white ball in a pile of dry bones.

Troubled times, evil spirits are everywhere, and undead spirits like this abound.

"Poof!" A pale claw protruded from the earth, and its nails were as black as ink and as long as a knife. The claws of the hand dug through the dirt, and an unkempt, pale head poked out, and the dark circles under the eyes and the four sharp fangs in the mouth of the dead man looked very terrifying.

This is a zombie, a zombie that came out of the soil, and the skeleton not far away jumped over and around, circling around the newly unearthed zombie.

The zombie patted the dirt on its body and kicked the skull away: "This thing is really strange, only the bones can be so active." "The zombie is Qiming, he is rushing to his home, the thrill of last night is still echoing in his mind, at dawn, he dug a hole in the ground and hid in it.

"Waterhole ......" Qiming looked at the waterhole in the distance, he had the impression that in order to avoid the two hunting dogs, Qiming once jumped into this waterhole, and was broken by the piranhas in the waterhole, and he was not far from home.

"Click" was kicked away by Qi Ming's skull, found a skeleton, pushed the skull away, the dove occupied the magpie's nest, became the commander of the skeleton, the skeleton sat up, moved the skeleton, it was still complete, the ribs were broken, the finger bones were also lost, and the right leg was missing.

The skeleton scavenged through the white bone, found a left leg bone and put it on his body, moved a little, stood up, and swayed to Qi Ming's side, staring at Qi Ming blankly with two ghost fires.

This is the lowest undead creature, a large number of dead people gather together, produce a little ghost fire, and then appear on a complete skeleton, let this skull come back to life, but the dry bones of the sun and rain are very fragile, and the skeleton that stands up has to fall down again at the slightest touch.

Away from home for more than half a year, Qiming New China is a little melancholy, in the past six months, Qiming has been bullied several times, ridiculed, it can be said that life is not interesting, and living in the dark, becoming a zombie Qiming, darkness, is his eternal tone.

Qiming before his death was honest, he never cared about suffering a little loss, and he didn't think much about it, an orphan lived in this world that can no longer be called the world, it is really not easy, he just wants to live so ordinary, until one day he buried the loess and became dry bones.

But the change of fate caught him by surprise, and he never imagined that one day he would become a zombie, in the company of darkness and spurned by others.

He became a zombie and was even more unsatisfactory than when he was a human being, what he suffered was not stingy, what he ate was not a big loss, and if he was careless, he died on the spot, which was not once or twice. All the creatures I saw, whether it was zombies or monsters, some took advantage of them, some bullied, some mocked, and some were indifferent. When Qiu Yunhua met him, he just wanted to use Qiming as bait to lure the colorful tigers, but then he was very good to himself, what Qiming didn't know was that Qiu Yunhua's kindness to him was also instructed by others, and his encounter with Qiu Yunhua was designed by others.

The current Qiming is a marionette that can never escape the palm of someone else's hand.

Qi Ming walked in front, the skeleton was not far behind Qi Ming, too lazy to care about him, this kind of undead did not pose any threat, but after the human race saw it, he would be frightened, he only had such a ability, the current Qi Ming, except for more meat than this skeleton, there is not much difference, maybe the weak existence can only be sympathetic, only the strong existence, worthy of sympathy.

In the middle of the night, Qi Ming returned to his home after half a year's absence, the hut had been burned down before Qi Ming left, and now the ruins are still there, and a few ruins have already been overgrown with grass, and the desolate scene has added another desolation to this already bleak world.

The skeleton also stared blankly at the ruins, the ghost fire in his eyes flashed twice, it seemed that this was also his home, and he also understood the sadness of Qiming.

After standing for a long time, Qi Ming walked out of the forest along the path that was already overgrown with weeds, and when he came to the two dirt bags, he couldn't see clearly that it was a grave, the weeds grew luxuriantly, and too many corpses nourished the unbearable land that had been excavated and used, and now people used their bodies to make nutrients for the earth.

Qi Ming stretched out his hand to get rid of the weeds, and the skeleton next to him looked at Qi Ming, and he also learned decently, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to pull out the long weeds.

"Poof." Qiming finished cleaning up the weeds and knelt down: "Dad, mother, the child is back." ”

The skeleton next to him knelt down when he saw Qiming, and he also bent his knees and knelt to the ground, but unfortunately the skeleton was fragile, so he knelt down and scattered to the ground.

"Do you know where I came from? I'm outside, someone says they know me, why does he know me? I've only lived and appeared here since I was a child, but they know me, why, I was born to you, yes, I remember eating my mother's milk, on my father's shoulder, why is that? Qi Ming opened his mouth sadly and pounced on a grave.

The skeleton on the ground was not discouraged, and put itself together, and also crooked itself to hold the jaw bone of a split "Kaba Kaba".

The two graves are side by side, about the same size, it is Qiming's father, who cried for a long time and told for a long time, Qiming got up: "Father, the child is here to accompany you." ”

After saying that, he turned around and began to dig a pit behind the two graves, he didn't plan to leave, it was here, even if he was found and killed, it didn't matter. He's going to accompany his father!

In the woods in the distance, a man stood quietly, silently watching all the movements of Qiming outside the woods: "Did I do it wrong at the beginning?" The man muttered softly to himself. He had appeared in the cave of Autumn Cloud Flower, with another person. Now here again, he seems to be in charge of everything that happens to Qiming.

"Whew." Qi Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, went into the woods to find some branches, the leaves were placed on the pit, and began to fill the branches with soil again, and soon a new dirt bag appeared behind the two old graves.

Qi Ming brought another stone and used it as a tombstone, just blocking the entrance of the cave. Last night, Qi Ming looked at the skeleton not far away, and the skeleton saw Qi Ming looking at him, and seemed to be a little overwhelmed, and his hand bone scratched his thigh bone.

"Come here." Qi Ming pointed to the side of the grave, which was the barren grass that had been sorted out and was laid on the ground by Qi Ming.

The skeleton looked at Qi Ming, and walked over with some hesitation, and scattered on the wild grass with a "bang", and the dark green ghost fire in his eyes was extinguished, and there was no movement.

Qi Ming also pushed away the stones, entered the tomb he had made for himself, and pushed the stones again. A ray of sunlight shone into the woods.

The figure in the woods in the distance slowly walked out, looked at the three earthen bags, waved his hand, and a handful of incense appeared in his hand, and the figure silently bowed three times to the two earthen bags: "Rest in peace two." As soon as the hand was released, the three sticks of incense were inserted on the ground as if they were spiritual.

The figure looked at the skeletons scattered on the ground, and with a flick of his fingers, a bit of black brilliance sank into the skull's head. Then it vanished as if it had evaporated.