"I don't know if the playground was built on the cemetery or further back..."Hermione's face turned a little ugly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Relax, aren't you just some dead people... Don't you see you every day at school?" said Roger, in a tone that didn't rise or fall.

He got out of the car after a few minutes, which made him a little unhappy.

"Aren't the ghosts in the school the same thing as the things in the cemetery?" retorted Hermione, keeping an eye on her surroundings. It looked like a ghost was going to pop out of the shadows next to it at any moment, and it wasn't even outside the boundaries of the park...

The three of them didn't follow the trail, but just went straight all the way.

There's no way, this compass is pointing directly at the target, and it won't intelligently automatically navigate out the nearest route... In the end, it is still suitable for use at sea, and there are still too many obstacles on land.

Climbing over the railing again, diagonally through a small forest, I embarked on a rather curvy dirt path.

"This is the cemetery you are talking about?" Roger asked, pouting as he put his arm on a moss-covered stone tablet not far from the roadside, "Humble enough... Are there still people buried here?"

Trees surrounded in the distance, tombstones stood nearby, silence without a sound, darkness and fog made the place even more eerie.

"I don't know," Hermione reluctantly replied, whispering in her mouth, "Oh my God... It really makes me feel sick here!"

"Click!" came the soft sound of a dead branch being trampled from Caroline's feet, and the small sound was accentuated by the silence.

"Who's there?" Hermione, nervous, turned around as she raised her wand, and the stick almost missed poking Caroline's face as she walked on the other side.

Roger shook his head speechlessly, he had a human life in his hands, why was he so afraid of ghosts?

"Sorry!" Hermione quickly apologized to Caroline, but she didn't expect to fall to the ground with a tight footfall.

"Are you alright...?" Roger and his sister reached out and hugged her.

The girl immediately looked at her feet first, and saw that only a piece of wood protruded from the ground, so she breathed a sigh of relief and comforted herself: "It's okay, it's okay... Just a root, nothing to be afraid of..."

Caroline patted her on the dust and straw sandals that had taken place on her fallen clothes: "If you're afraid, I can hold your hand..."

"Thanks, but no. Hermione smiled nervously.

Caroline raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything, but before she could take two steps, she suddenly felt something tug at her back collar and pull back weakly.

"Who!!" Affected by Hermione's nervous aura, the old lady's heart suddenly tightened, and she instantly transformed with a roar, and the claws waving behind her brought the sound of whirring wind. But what I didn't expect was to get a lot of money.

"Wait, hold on!" Roger's wand shone at the same time as Hermione's flashlight, revealing that it was nothing more than a thick branch hanging crookedly from Caroline's collar.

"Alright, relax. It's just a twig," the boy put down his wand with a bright wand, and said in a strange way, "Really, one or two are enough to startle..."

Caroline spurted her lips and didn't refute anything. Fortunately, she was nervous from being abducted by Hermione, and Hermione had just started killing not long ago, and it was the time to fear such things in her heart.

However, the two false alarms in a row also made the two girls feel that they were a little too nervous.

But at that moment, a dull groan came from the ground next to the path, and the dirt beneath the tombstone began to bulge slightly.

Roger calmly extended his wand, only to see a rotting, mutilated palm slam out of the tomb.

"Ah-----!!!h

"Zombie !!" Hermione and Caroline were suddenly startled and immediately went on guard.

Roger watched the two girls blink, silently walked up to the zombie that had come out of the upper body, stretched out his hand on the top of its head, and pressed it hard, and the zombie's body was completely slammed into the tomb.

"You've been so scared all the way because of this weak thing?" Roger laughed at them, pointing to the zombies with only one pair of arms left holding them aloft on the ground.

But instead of waiting for the girls to speak, the zombies jumped out of the ground first, opened their rotten mouths, and shouted loudly, "Bastard, why are you pressing me back!!"

Now Roger was stunned, what else can zombies say? The face is rotten like this, and the vocal cords should have turned into mud a long time ago.

"Do you mean...... Are you a badly injured old man!?" asked Roger, looking at the zombie with a look of horror.

Hermione and Caroline: "Hey, it's just a talking zombie!!"

Roger's words were like stabbing the basket, and the surrounding graveyards exploded, and a large number of zombies jumped out of their 'houses' in a menacing manner, and they shouted angrily: "Don't underestimate us!"

"How dare you underestimate zombies!"

"Drink!"

"Ahh

"Let them know how dangerous zombies are!"

"Real zombies... Is it such a dynamic thing?" Roger scratched the corners of his mouth in a daze, and turned back to the two girls for confirmation: "Or is it that the brain hole is too big, and your father and your mother are irreversible under the impulse?"

Hermione: "There's too much ambiguity for me to answer...", and neither she nor Caroline have ever seen a real zombie...

At this moment, the zombies who were not slow to move had already surrounded the trio, and the strong smell of rotting corpses filled the air, and they wanted to attack with their teeth and claws.

"Hey, this is the first time I've met a talking species tonight, so be careful to leave a few alive. Roger drew his wand and instructed.

"It's a bit rare for that to come out of your mouth. Caroline clenched her fists and slowly transformed into a werewolf.

Roger: "Cut, am I that murderous?"

Hermione: "Huh..."

The zombie horde ran and pounced, and Caroline's feet flicked like a tiger into a flock, and her claws waved one after another, and any zombie that dared to approach her was knocked out, leaving a deep wound on her body.