"Ahh

A low roar like a beast came from the beams, and then half of the beams shattered directly, turning into rapidly falling wooden cones.

Zhao Zhu's reaction was already fast, but before he could dodge it all, two wooden cones pierced directly into his right arm, and blood immediately gushed out. But the only thing that can be fortunate is that he was only stabbed by a wooden cone, not by a zombie, otherwise he would be in danger of being poisoned.

Chen Hong is not much better than Zhao Zhu, although there is nothing wrong with him, but his face was cut by a wooden thorn, and a cut with a length of about seven or eight centimeters was cut, which was almost a big break.

And above the beam, there was a little zombie standing, the little zombie was wearing a black Qing Dynasty official uniform, with a green face and fangs, and red eyes, not at all as cute as a child, some were just fierce and bloody, and the resentment on his body was so thick that it seemed to turn into water droplets.

"Gotta get him down, or my talisman won't stick to him." Chen Hong said to Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu looked at the rope beside him, and immediately said, "Let's use the rope together to sweep him down." ”

Chen Hong also nodded immediately, grabbed one end of the rope with one hand, and threw the other end to Zhao Zhu, Zhao Zhu took the rope, and the two sprinted together, the rope was swayed, directly bypassing the beam, and then Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong pulled the rope horizontally together.

The little zombie stood on the beam, and the rope swept directly to his calf, Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong's strength was naturally not small, and the landing place of the little zombie was indeed too narrow, so it was directly ripped off the beam by the rope.

"Ahh

Leaving the shade of the beam and falling to the ground, the little zombie illuminated by the sun let out a high-pitched scream, a bit like a beast or a child, and white smoke continued to rise from its body.

"If it's sunlit, will it still be considered mission to bring the powder back?"

Chen Hong glared at Zhao Zhu angrily and said; "Of course it's a failure."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhu no longer hesitated, and tore off the curtain that was already full of dust and dirt from the clay sculpture of his father-in-law, and shook it to cover the little zombie and block the sunlight, and Chen Hong also understood, so he stepped forward with the rune paper in his hand, and pasted the rune paper on the forehead of the little zombie before the little zombie was covered.

The little zombie didn't move, and his body was also covered by the cloth, and Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Zhu bared his teeth, endured the pain and directly pulled out the two wooden cones that had pierced his arms, and then tore off a large piece of cloth from his already tattered white coat and bandaged himself hastily.

"As a doctor, the wound is indeed well dressed."

"Do you want to stop the bleeding on your face first, so that even if it is a scar in the future, it will be shallower."

"No, when you return to the real world after the mission is completed, you will still be the same you, not even a single hair will fall out, and I don't have to worry about scarring."

"Hmm...... That's pretty good, I'm going to pull a few more pieces of cloth to wrap the little zombie a little tighter, and then carry him back to Yizhuang on a wooden plank. ”

"That's right, we can't delay until the evening, if the sun goes down and we go again, it is equivalent to carrying a zombie on our back and we may encounter zombies wandering in the wild."

Chen Hong also began to do it, and together with Zhao Zhu, he collected the last bit of "fig leaf" from the father-in-law of the land, and wrapped the three layers inside and three layers outside the little zombie tightly.

Put the little zombie on the wooden board, Zhao Zhu in front and Chen Hong in the back, and the two of them carried the wooden board together and walked out of the Land Temple.

Don't look at this zombie is very small, but the weight is not light, when carrying him back to the gate of Yizhuang, Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong were already out of breath, their arms were more like they were filled with lead, and there was probably a slight strain on their muscles.

However, when Zhao Zhu entered Yizhuang, at the door, he stopped, because he saw that there was a person in Yizhuang, since it was said to be a person, it was not a zombie, because this person was walking around in a circle in Yizhuang, and in the middle of the circle was a rice bag, and the zombie was jumping forward, and his limbs were extremely stiff, and it was impossible to "walk" out of such a style.

This man should look like an old man, wearing a colorful dress and cloud-bottomed cloth shoes, the whole person looks very clean, but his face is very ugly, and he looks completely malnourished.

Seeing this scene, Chen Hong didn't say a word, took out the pot and firewood in Yizhuang, put it in the yard, set up a simple stove, didn't say a word to the old man, and went directly to bring the bag of rice, after the water in the pot boiled, poured half a bag of rice into it and began to cook.

The old man began to circle around the pot again, and the expression on his face was sometimes greedy, sometimes painful, sometimes excited, sometimes crying, giving people a very strange feeling, and Zhao Zhu also discovered at this time that the old man had no shadow.

After the rice was cooked, Chen Hong inserted the two chopsticks directly into the pot, and then pulled Zhao Zhu and began to retreat.

The old man didn't turn around at this time, and squatted directly in front of the pot, holding his saliva on a pot of rice, but he didn't move or eat.

"Go find some paper money or something." Chen Hong instructed Zhao Zhu, "I'll go find some incense ashes." ”

Paper money in Yizhuang is easy to find, Zhao Zhu quickly brought out several strings of paper money, and Chen Hong was holding an incense burner in his hand.

Chen Hong took the paper money from Zhao Zhu's hand, the lighter ignited, the paper money began to burn, and a little wind picked up, blowing up the burning paper money and whirling.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Hong grabbed a handful of incense ashes from the incense burner and threw it directly at the old man who was still drooling over the rice in the pot.

After a while, the old man stood up, his stomach was already bulging, and he burped contentedly, and then ignored Zhao Zhu and Chen Hong on the side, and walked straight out of Yizhuang.

"That's the Starving?" Zhao Zhu asked.

Chen Hong looked at Zhao Zhu with a little surprise, and said with a smile: "Okay, my eyesight is good, he is indeed a starving ghost, when he encounters this kind of ghost, what is there to eat at home, cook a little for him, and then burn some paper money or sprinkle some incense ashes to send him, it will be fine, starving ghosts generally do not harm people, but if the master is really neglecting others, it is estimated that he will also suffer a little disaster, such as the family is inexplicably sick or unlucky, at this time, the uncles lying in our Yizhuang are the most dangerous and uneasy things, If we let another starving ghost come and make trouble, then our situation will be even more worrying, but fortunately, we have been sent away now. ”

"Why are so many dirty things coming to the door?" Zhao Zhu stretched a little speechlessly, he didn't rest well last night, and he tossed a lot today, and now the whole person is a little unhappy, as a doctor, he knows that if he continues like this, he will be sick.

"First, this is Yizhuang, which is the favorite place for dirty things; Second, we are the experiencers who enter the world of "Horror Online Text", which is equivalent to the protagonist in the novel, the protagonist, even if he is not looking for something, he will take the initiative to come to you. ”

"The protagonist in the novel can't usually die no matter how you get it." Zhao Zhu couldn't help but tease.

Hearing this, Chen Hong's face was gloomy for a while, and he said: "I've seen that many people have died, and many of the people who used to do tasks together are no longer there. ”

"How can there be no news from the outside society after so many people have died?"

"You still underestimate this world of "Horror Online Text", it got you in, you died, and then your relatives outside, even if it is your own father, mother, wife, and children, will not be the slightest strange...... They will be very indifferent to the result of your sudden death, the police will also be indifferent, and the whole society will be very indifferent.

Last time, there was a big mission, and there were more than 30 people in the group who participated together, but they all died inside, and none of them came out alive, but no newspaper reported this matter the next day, and the whole world will remain absolutely indifferent to your life and death, and it can even be said that since you entered the world of "Horror Web", even if you can survive the mission and return to the real world, you have actually been separated from the real world. ”

"Swarm? What swarm? ”

"Doesn't every novel have its readership, the group I'm talking about is the novel group of "Horror Online Text", the group name is "Horror Online Text", and the group number is ......" Chen Hong took out his mobile phone, clicked into the QQ column, and entered the group information, of course, there is no signal at this time, and it is impossible to receive QQ messages, but you can still do it by checking the group number, "The group number is 262868467, you write it down first, and you can add this group after you return to the real world alive."

The group will issue tasks, select members to participate in the next "Horror Net" world to experience, and you can also communicate with other people in the group, whether online or in the real world, because maybe sooner or later you will die together. ”

"Who is that leader? Or is there a group leader? ”

"There is a group leader, but it shouldn't be a person, it may even be a 'god', in short, it's useless to talk more, let's live well, and when we get through this mission world, you and I will meet in the group."

"It's kind of interesting." Zhao Zhu smiled, and then his eyes fell on the pot of rice that had never been touched at all, "Is this rice thrown away?" ”

"Yes, if you eat it, you will get sick, some old doctors in your hospital should have a rule, even if you eat in the hospital, you will eat it quickly without leaving leftovers, because there are many more ghosts in the hospital than in other places, and the leftovers eaten by the living will have a bad impact on the living if they are eaten by the ghosts again."

Zhao Zhu thought about it, there are indeed some old doctors who have this rule, unlike some young doctors and nurses who like to eat while playing with their mobile phones after coming back from dinner, but like a competition, they brush the lunch box after eating.