The right hand pressed on the quaint handle of the knife finally let go.

Hearing the old man's words, he really didn't know what to say.

Although he knew that the old man's behavior was extremely unwise, he didn't know how to comfort the old man, maybe the old man actually knew better than anyone else in his heart.

A wry smile slowly rippled on the old man's ruddy face and turned into loneliness.

"I know it's pretty stupid."

The old man fell silent, staring at the two indefatigable arms, speechless for a long time.

"That's why you don't want to leave Emerald Hills." There was a hint of gloom in Xu Luo's eyes, which was the only thing he could think of to say.

"After all, I'm seventy-five years old, and my wife has been with me for fifty years."

The old man's voice was a little hoarse.

"Tomorrow should be our golden wedding anniversary, but to be precise, I have already lost my wife, and this golden wedding will not be over after all."

The voice gradually deepened.

Both of them fell silent, and the only sound in the basement was the zombie's "ho-ho".

I don't know how long it took, Xu Luo suddenly said, "The people in the Jade Mountain Villa should know about this, right?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "My lady has leg problems and hasn't been out for five years, and no one in my house usually comes to the door. ”

"No one to take care of your wife?"

"Originally, there was an old woman who took care of her wife's daily life, but just a month ago, I asked her to go back to the countryside, and no one came here except Zhang Quanhai."

The old man's voice gradually returned to normal, and he said indifferently.

Xu Luo's heart moved, and he couldn't help asking, "You have long known that there will be a zombie outbreak. ”

The old man glanced at him lightly and said: "Although I have been a Taoist priest, but what I have learned is not the Taoist art of ghosts and gods that has been passed down from generation to generation, let alone fortune telling, I am not a scientist, but I know a little health preservation skills, if I know that there will be a zombie outbreak, will my wife become a zombie?" ”

Xu Luo's face did not change any expression, and he did not feel that there was anything wrong with his problem.

No one knows how the zombies broke out, at least the dark ages he experienced before he was reborn didn't have any answers to give the reason for the zombie outbreak, so why couldn't he be bold enough to guess?

"What are you going to do with it?"

After all, Xu Luo still asked this question that had been entrenched in his mind.

"I don't know." The old man said lonely.

The basement fell silent again, and this time it seemed that the zombie also knew what the two of them were in trouble, and did not let out a "ho-ho" roar again, but still did meaningless actions to tear the air.

After a long time, the old man raised his head and looked at Xu Luo with deep eyes and said, "Should we go up?" ”

Xu Luo nodded.

The old man glanced affectionately at the two arms that had not stopped, and then resolutely turned around and walked back first.

Xu Luo just silently followed behind the old man and didn't say a word.

The two returned to the hall, and the old man came to the large coffee table, picked up the white chess piece, and put it back in the chess box.

The marble slowly moved to its place, and with a "click" closed the passage to the basement, locking the zombie underground.

Xu Luo suddenly pointed to the portrait on the white wall and said, "Why is this Taoist priest carrying the head of a zombie in his hand?" ”

Following the direction of Xu Luo's finger, the old man moved his gaze to the yellowed portrait.

"I don't know, maybe I can only know by asking my senior brother."

He shook his head, a wry smile on his face.

"Senior brother?"

The old man nodded, then shook his head again.

"But I haven't seen my senior brother for more than fifty years, and now I don't know if my senior brother is still in the world."

There was a touch of loneliness in his eyes again.

"Back then, I decided not to be a Taoist priest, and my senior brother once said that I would regret it after all, but I didn't expect to be told by my senior brother."

Xu Luo looked at the portrait and was silent.

Another character he had never heard of, seemed to be relived and knew a lot of strange things, and these things seemed to be related to zombies.

"What should I do at night?"

Xu Luo said a little distractedly, as if he didn't understand why he asked this question.

"At night?"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face.

"That's your business, you already have the answer, why are you still asking me?"

He slowly walked back to where he had sat cross-legged, sat down again, closed his eyes, and said in a low, soft voice: "Since I am no longer ready to leave here, I don't want to do so much, and besides, I haven't even thought about what to do with that zombie......

His voice grew softer, and suddenly there was silence in the hall.

Xu Luomo stood for a moment and then said softly, "I'm leaving." ”

The old man did not open and close his eyes, but nodded slightly. Xu Luo didn't say anything anymore, turned around and walked towards the gate.

The red door was opened, and the threshold was stepped over.

The rain has stopped and the sky is brightening. The air outside is exceptionally fresh, and you can smell the fragrance of grass and trees.

Xu Luo gently closed the door, and the rancid smell of zombies could no longer be smelled in his nose.

didn't look at Zhang Quanhai, who was staring at him, bypassed the incense burner, and left this black, red, and yellow villa.

His eyes turned cold again.

He didn't go back the way he came, but took a walk in the Emerald Villa.

His steps were large, and he kept walking at a constant pace, and looking at his appearance, it seemed that he wanted to walk every path here.

After about half an hour, he finally stopped by the artificial lake in the Emerald Hills.

Looking at the green lotus leaves in the lake, like dazzling jade trays, smelling the faint fragrance of lotus leaves in my nose, I gradually refreshed myself.

He suddenly took out his Vertu phone from his pocket, turned it on, dialed a number, and put it to his ear.

……

Behind a rockery in the distance, a mysterious lame man in a black hooded casual shirt was holding a black umbrella and silently watching Xu Luo.

The eyes that hid behind the wide cap kept flashing with a strange look.

He watched Xu Luo put his phone to his ear, and spoke softly with an unchanged expression, and a sneer gradually appeared on the corner of his lips.

It wasn't until Xu Luo put away his phone that an unusually cold expression appeared on his hard-lined face, and he quietly put away his sneer, revealing a trace of madness in his eyes.

He slowly stretched out his hand, it was a withered palm, and the green tendons on the back of the hand could tell that it should belong to the palm of an old man.

The palm of his hand grasped the wet rockery and slowly tightened it with force.

The dirt on the rockery fell and fell on the surface of his feet, but he didn't realize it.

It was getting dark.

The day is coming to an end, and the night is coming.