The old man just looked at Xu Luo quietly, as if what he said was just a very ordinary thing.

Xu Luo was silent, and gently put the teapot down, and there was a "support" sound between the teapot and the mahogany tea tray, which seemed a little loud in the quiet hall.

"Why?"

I don't know how long it took, Xu Luo finally asked in a deep voice.

"No, that's how I think it's more appropriate." The old man said as a matter of course.

Xu Luo shook his head and said softly: "I don't think so, first, I'm not familiar with them, and second, looking at their appearance, they should all have their own choices." And most importantly......"

He stopped talking, and looked at the old man's deep eyes with a determined gaze.

The old man didn't speak, he was waiting for Xu Luo's account.

"I'm not a savior, let alone a saint, I have no reason to flee with a group of people in this last days, and I'm not sure what these people think in their hearts, Grandpa Zhu, this is the end of the world, we are facing zombies, endless zombies, in fact, I don't know if I can live tomorrow."

The old man lowered his head suddenly, his brows furrowed, and two wrinkles were finally engraved on his forehead without a trace of wrinkles, which looked a little lonely compared to his ruddy face.

"The Last Days...... Zombie ......, yes, it's a bit of a stretch to let this little guy take on this responsibility. ”

The confusion in Xu Luo's heart was not alleviated in the slightest.

Grandpa Zhu obviously knows that for himself, this is a reluctant responsibility, why should he bear it himself? He really knew what the hell was going on in these people in the Emerald Villa?

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the crackling sound of the rain made Xu Luo feel irritable.

His attention gradually turned away from the old man's body.

"Before I came here, I heard something very interesting."

"Oh?"

The old man replied in a low voice, but did not look up.

"I've been told by a lot of people that there will be zombies coming tonight." Xu Luo said casually.

"What?"

The old man Huo Ran raised his head and said in surprise, his eyes bursting with a light that was impossible to see.

Xu Luo still didn't look at the old man, and a sneer appeared between the corners of his mouth.

"However, their requirements for me are different, some people want me not to come out, ignore the zombies, and some people want me to help, and even let us withstand the strongest wave of zombies......"

His eyes were also gradually changing, and the coldness that belonged to the last days finally appeared in his eyes.

"There are also people who advise me to be careful, to be careful of everyone here, and not to trust everyone here, including himself."

"Really!" The old man's eyes calmed down again, and he didn't seem to be particularly surprised by what Xu Luo said, but the loneliness became even stronger, "It's really interesting." ”

He reached out and picked up the teacup in front of him, the hot tea in the cup shaking slightly.

"I haven't been out of this door for three years, and I must admit that I don't know anything about them anymore."

Without putting the teacup to his mouth, the old man whispered like this, more like talking to himself.

Xu Luo was silent, he didn't want to interrupt the old man's words.

The old man put the teacup to his lips, blew it, and then took a gentle sip.

"What are you going to do?"

He put down the teacup and looked at Xu Luo with those deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through Xu Luo's heart, but he only saw coldness, but he couldn't see through what Xu Luo was thinking.

Since entering the door, the initiative that has been in the hands of the old man has finally been transposed, and when Xu Luo has his own decision, he will not be left to the mercy of others.

"I didn't plan anything." Xu Luo replied lightly, and the smile between the corners of his lips was even more grim.

The old man was a little stunned.

Xu Luo's answer was really unexpected.

"Leaving Emerald Hills?"

"Why, I have no plans to leave Emerald Hills for the time being." He stood up, picked up the long black sheath knife beside him, walked to the round window, and looked at the pouring rain outside.

"This isn't a long place to hide from zombies, after all." The old man looked at Xu Luo's straight body and said.

Xu Luo nodded and said, "I didn't say that I would stay in the Emerald Mountain Villa for a long time. ”

"That's still going to go." "In other words, you still have time to consider my proposal, and you can use this time to change their minds." ”

Xu Luo shook his head, suddenly turned his head to stare at the old man's deep, lonely eyes, and said with a dumb smile: "Why can't this person be you?" ”

"Don't you think you're actually the best person to lead them out?"

The old man lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I'm old, I'm tired, and I don't want to go anymore, otherwise how would I choose to live in Emerald Villa." ”

There was also a hint of loneliness in his voice.

"No, it's not."

Xu Luo's voice suddenly became louder, and his eyes became sharp, as sharp as a knife.

He walked towards the old man step by step, and every step was precise to the point that it was not the slightest difference.

"It's not that you're old and tired, but there's a huge secret here that you can't leave, and you don't want anyone to know about it, you just want to keep it deep in your heart."

He stopped abruptly and stood in the middle of the hall, his sharp eyes staring at the old man without blinking.

The old man's lowered head did not lift, but only gave a soft "oh".

"There's really no secret to hide in this hall, but you forgot something, it's not the first time I've seen a hall like this."

Xu Luo clenched the black sheath long knife in his left hand, and the joints of his bones turned a little white.

"I couldn't remember it, but I always thought it was strange, I always felt uncomfortable when I entered this hall, there was a smell that I was familiar with but annoyed."

The old man's lowered head was finally raised, and the loneliness in his eyes seemed to be three points more.

Xu Luo's right foot tapped the marble under his feet, and said word for word: "There should be a basement below here." ”

"Not bad."

The old man's eyes sharpened.

"There should be zombies inside!"

Another loud thunder sounded, which made people's hearts tremble.

"You have zombies hiding in your own home, and you don't want anyone else to know about it, so you don't want to lead everyone out of Emerald Villa."

His voice grew louder and louder, and his tone became sharper and sharper, as sharp as a blade.

"Squeak".

The red door was pushed open, and Zhang Quanhai appeared at the door, half of his body already soaked. A bolt of lightning flashed, illuminating his somewhat serious face, and at the same time illuminating the murderous aura between his eyebrows.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and only the sound of wind and rain outside could be heard.

The open door could not stop the raindrops brought in by the wind, and the marble at the door quickly became damp.

Xu Luo's right hand was already on the quaint hilt of the black sheath long knife.

Imminent.

Another loud thunder sounded, and the three of them were in a straight line, and no one moved.

After all, the old man was the first to make a move, but he just waved his hand lightly, and said weakly: "Close the door, there is nothing to do with you here." ”

Zhang Quanhai didn't move his footsteps, just stared at Xu Luo's straight body, and the divine light in his eyes was like substance, and the blade was inserted into Xu Luo's back.

Xu Luo was like a thorn in his back, but he still maintained a straight posture and remained motionless.

"Get out."

The old man scolded sharply, and Zhang Quanhai couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Finally, he slowly withdrew the divine light in his eyes, slowly retreated outward, and gently closed the door.

The tense atmosphere in the hall finally eased, but Xu Luo's right hand still did not leave the hilt, but his gaze was not as sharp as before.

Outside, the sound of rain suddenly became quieter.

The old man's ruddy face suddenly had a smile, and he said softly, "The rain is stopping." ”

Xu Luo didn't understand what the old man meant by saying this at this time, in fact, his mind was not on the heavy rain outside the house at all.

"You're right, there's a basement beneath your feet."

He picked up the teacup, drank the tea from the teacup, then slowly stood up, walked over to the large coffee table, and picked up a chess piece from the white chess box.

The white chess pieces were sandwiched between the index and middle fingers, and he glanced at Xu Luo.

Xu Luo slowly retreated, leaving the piece of marble standing at his feet, and did not stand still until the old man nodded.

The old man stood quietly for a moment with the chess piece in his hand, then shook his head, and with a wry smile, finally landed the white piece on the chessboard.

There was a "click" in the hall, and the piece of marble where Xu Luo had been standing slowly moved away, revealing an underground passage with steps.

The dark underground passage is hard to see how deep it is.

Xu Luogao's straight nose twitched slightly, and his brows tightened.

He hadn't misjudged, the smell coming from the ground was indeed the rancid smell of zombies, the smell he was most familiar with.

When the marble was completely removed, the old man walked to the entrance of the underground passage and walked down the steps first.

Xu Luo hesitated, but after all, he couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, and followed the old man to the basement. No sooner had the two of them disappeared into the darkness than the lights came on.

There are a total of 37 steps.

There is no damp, moldy smell of the basement.

"Ho-ho"

It was the voice of a zombie, as if it sensed the entry of a human being, and the zombie that was out of nowhere suddenly roared loudly.

Xu Luo could feel the excitement of the zombies.

The spiritual power was released slowly and carefully, and Xu Luo believed that this Grandpa Zhu was definitely not an ordinary person, so he was even more cautious.

The old man seemed to feel the abnormality that happened to Xu Luo, but he only glanced at Xu Luo, did not speak, and the loneliness in his eyes was even stronger.

Suddenly, a stone chamber appeared in front of me, at first glance it appeared to be made of a single piece of rock, with no door or any crevice, but a window.

A window barricaded with iron railings as thick as a child's arm.

It's more like a stone prison.

Two ragged arms stretched out from the gap in the iron railing, desperately grasping in mid-air, the palms of the hands were a little dry, and the five fingers struggled to bend, which looked even more hideous and terrifying.

The old man stopped, looked at the two arms that belonged to the zombies, and sighed softly.

"This is my wife."

Xu Luo was stunned, he didn't hear sadness from the old man's words.

There is only loneliness.