Chengping Shidao has a lot of pursuit of excitement, especially for energetic college students, late at night, close the door, and the whole dormitory around the computer to play horror games, which is a rare spice in life.

But when the disaster really came, the curiosity was violently punctured, and the fantasy of the end of the world turned out to be just Ye Gong Haolong.

The corridor is narrow, Ning An is inevitably dyed scarlet in plain clothes, and most of the souls under the knife are young faces, presumably most of them were students.

After breaking the door of the building, there is a small room on the left side of the front desk, and the door reads "Building No. 1 dormitory management room", the middle door is wide open and not locked, Ning An only saw a mess when he entered, as if he had been looted by a thief, and the dormitory manager who should have lived here had been ambushed at the door.

Ning An put the unconscious girl on the bed, locked the door and retreated.

"Huh?"

Ning An just closed the door, but Yu Guang caught the door of a bedroom in the corridor open, and when he looked over, the door was quietly closed again.

You must know that when Ning An solved the zombies wandering in the corridor, none of the dormitories dared to make a noise, as if they were more terrifying than zombies.

but there is a bold Lord.

Ning An didn't care, as long as these students waited honestly, it wouldn't take too long for the soldiers who came outside one after another to rescue them.

The girl is okay for the time being, and then she has to go up to the fourth floor to repay the favor of a meal.

"Big brother!"

Ning An paused and turned his head to look.

"Big brother!" The man's face turned pale, and he leaned against the door of the dormitory and beckoned to Ning An from afar, "You...... Have you eaten? I just have some snacks here......"

The cold wind poured into the corridor and carried away the blood slightly, but it also blew the corpses on the ground, and the smooth head rolled, and a patch of flowers fell where it passed.

seemed to realize that it was not suitable to talk about these now, and without waiting for Ning An to respond, he hurriedly shouted: "I have money......

Yes, this is food and money, and if you want to come down, you want to do something.

But don't really say it, this situation has just arrived, Ning An can be said to be penniless, and the dignified little young master of Ning Mansion has his pockets cleaner than his face.

There is no shortage of food and clothing when he is young, but Ning An knows that money is precious more than ordinary people, and this sentence can be regarded as hanging Ning An.

Ning An turned around and sank into the staircase.

"Keep up."

Xiang Chong's gradually gloomy face suddenly became happy, put on his backpack, took out a steel rod and hurriedly chased after him.

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The staircase resounded with rhythmic footsteps, as if it were an opening music, and as soon as the visitor went upstairs, he bumped into a group of fanatical "fans".

"Good guys!"

Ning An listened to the noise of the corner corridor, and immediately grinned.

It's just one building, I thought that the five or six zombies on the first floor accounted for the vast majority, but I didn't expect that there were many on the second floor.

The body was stunned, and the zombie with white eyes and limbs on the ground suddenly rushed out and hit the wall headfirst.

Boom!

Ning An looked at the dying zombie at his feet, laughed in his heart, and quickly drew a knife and stabbed him in the neck.

The long knife brought out the smelly blood, and the zombie gradually stopped struggling.

Strange to say, whether it is animal blood or human blood, zombies have a great thirst, but the moment humans are infected into zombies, zombies seem to have wilted and lose all interest in them.

The blood-stained staircase and zombies followed.

One, two, three, four.

Ning An retreated and looked, and retreated to the corridor on the first floor again, and saw that there were no more zombies at the stairs, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The zombies wandering in the corridor on the second floor, that's probably all, right?

The corridor is narrow, but it is much better than the staircase.

Ning An pressed the knife with both hands, looked at the pushing and shouting in front of him, sank his waist and took a wrong step, and slowly gathered momentum.

The yellow-haired zombie was pushed to the ground, as if it smelled the smell of people in front of it, and it screamed more and more excitedly, and its neck was exposed to a bloody mouth.

Ning An's eyes froze, and he took advantage of the situation to split, and a human head fell to the ground.

"Ho Ho ......"

The former's bones were not cold, and then the zombie stepped on the bloody footprints and bit wildly, Ning An jumped backwards to avoid it, and the scabbard in his left hand was firmly slammed on its head, and the loud noise did not wait to fall, and a touch of knife light appeared, directly taking the zombie's neck.

Boom!

Ning An adjusted his breathing, and didn't look at the two corpses on the ground, only waiting for the remaining two to come and die.

As everyone knows, he has already looked at Xiang Chong, who has already been stunned and hid back in the dormitory.

"Damn, this ...... Where the hell is this buddy?! ”

Xiang Chong's body trembled, he hesitated to look at the camera in his hand, struggled in his heart, and slowly picked it up to aim at Ning An.

Xiang Chong is also a video blogger in addition to his identity as a student, focusing on interviewing documentary news with public opinion in the society, from the unknown shady scenes of large companies to the trivial ghosts in the student union, which are all materials in Xiang Chong's videos.

Some people say that he sells anxiety, and some people say that he exposes the truth, but the bad is good, and there is a lot of traffic, which is also the confidence of Xiang Chong to dare to say "I have money".

Don't fight for a family, Xiang Chong, who has 900,000 fans on the whole network, is indeed rich.

The tripod held the camera instead of trembling hands, and in the screen, the young man was as quiet as a virgin, moving like thunder, his hands were up and down, and his clothes were a little red.

Ning An ignored the man behind him, the scabbard was pinned to his waist, and he gradually frowned.

Zombies pop up after the cataclysm, that's fine.

However, at that time, there were hundreds of people around the party, and the initial mutants were only eight, and the rest were all infected and mutated, why are there so many zombies in this dormitory building?

You know, Ning An didn't care about the zombies sealed in the dormitory, these are the "few" who are wandering in the corridor.

And after being infected by zombies, the mutation shouldn't be so fast!

Ning An took a deep breath and secretly said that he was unlucky.

If nothing else, a real golem is born nearby.

"The first puppet is born, the demonic aura is getting stronger, and it will be accompanied by the puppet crowd, and over time, the more urgent the invasion becomes."

And the early stage of the birth of the real puppet also has a saying, it is not a random place to appear, when the demonic energy is not abundant, the appearance of the real puppet needs to rely on the "evil" of the human being, the stronger the malice, the faster the real puppet is born, when the puppet - that is, when the number of infected zombies is large enough, there is no longer a need to rely on "malice", more real puppets will follow.

I didn't expect this university to be glamorous on the surface, but there are many pickled things behind it.

Ning An stared at the quaint long knife in his hand, and turned to a smile.

According to ancient books, only by killing a true puppet head-on can you have a chance to obtain the Heavenly Dao Inheritance and be rewarded by the Heavenly Spirit. But it is only recorded in part of the wild history, according to grandpa, in the early days, people did not use puppet crystals to strengthen their bodies, and many people were blessed by the Heavenly Dao, but since the absorption of puppet crystals became popular, the blessings of the Heavenly Dao have gradually disappeared.

It's rare to have a good skill, you must cut a real puppet, practice the Heavenly Dao method, find a way to get rid of demonic energy, and go back to save the Ning family!

"Big Brother ......"

Ning An put the knife into the sheath, turned around and saw Xiang Chong walking towards him.

"Friend, you can call me Ning'an."

Xiang Chong looked at the white palm handed over, and was so excited that he kept swallowing his saliva.

So handsome! It's so strong! So polite!

"Oh! Oh! My name is Xiang Chong! That one...... Brother Ning, "After knowing the other party's name, Xiang Chong was much closer, and hurriedly handed over the camera, reflecting the video of Ning An killing zombies.

"Brother Ning, look...... You see me shoot this, is it? ”

"Well, that's pretty clear."

"Huh? Oh, it's clear...... Brother Ning, you are an open person, I am not good at bending, you see me shoot this and post it on social platforms, do you agree? I can give you a code, and all the video income can be transferred to you, so I'll pay attention to it...... But I'm still taking advantage of it, and I can pay you some more subsidies, hehe......"

Xiang Chong is a little cramped, he was not nervous when he was undercover in the MLM organization, you know, this ruthless man in front of him does not change his face and kills zombies!

"Huh? Social platforms? ”

Ning An's eyes lit up, and then he carefully looked at the man in front of him.

The short hair is upside down like a steel needle, the eyebrows are thick, the eyes are not big but extraordinarily bright, with black-framed glasses and a bit of Sven temperament, although the speech is nervous, it is also clear and mature, and there is no young look of a student.

"Sorry, sorry, I'll delete ...... right away"

"Friend, you misunderstood," Ning An was a little expectant, "You just send it!" - but your influence ......"

"Brother Ning! I can guarantee it! Xiang Chong was suddenly excited, he knew how much of a sensation this video would cause, and his fame would even be comparable to the top stream at that time, "Not to mention that I have 900,000 fans, just the quality of this content, it is not a problem to win the top three hot searches on the whole platform!" ”

As for the hot search first? It must be that the emergency notice issued by the state did not run.

The next sentence blinded Xiang Chong.

"That's the best, then please add a word," Ning An suddenly became serious, staring at Chong's eyes, "Absorbing the spar in the zombie's brain will have an irreversible impact on human beings, and there is even the possibility of turning into a zombie!" ”

"This ......"

A big question mark appeared on Xiang Chong's head.

Chat, who is the elite of the country's top universities, can't understand the meaning of this sentence. What hedrons? What impact?

If you add other words, you will add them, even if you are wrong in this troubled world, you can confuse the public and make a haha fool of the past, but if you want to pull zombies, that is to roast me on the fire!

How popular this video is, how tormented I have to be, and if I don't do it, I will be imprisoned for spreading rumors.

"What? Are there any difficulties? ”

"It's not that difficult......

Xiang Chong took out his mobile phone, and was hesitating to search for the platform regulations to show Ning An.

Ning An looked at Xiang Chong, who was going back and forth, and didn't care about the blood on the soles of his feet, but laughed and teased, "My friend is very bold, I see that many people want to faint when they see blood." ”

Xiang Chong paused, as if he thought of something, his interest decreased a little, and his voice became a little heavy.

"Ah, these," Xiang Chong smiled mockingly, "Afraid, why aren't you afraid?" to the dead.

But Brother Ning, do you know, just now I watched you cut zombies from afar, and those zombies still know that they don't eat their own kind. ”

said, showing a smile that was more ugly than crying, "Brother Ning, zombies don't eat the same kind!" ”

The window sill was gusting in the wind, and the shadows were blown into the woods, and listening carefully, it seemed to carry a little crying.