I didn't expect my grandfather to really dare to say it, but I am his own grandson!

But often the closest person is the first thing that zombies want to kill.

I could feel the blood pumping out of my arm, and in addition to the pain from the bite, my consciousness was blurry.

I tried all sorts of ways to push my grandfather away from me, but he was still greedily sucking the blood from my arm.

I thought I would die at the hands of my grandfather, but my grandfather suddenly stopped sucking blood.

He took his mouth off my arm and looked at me with strange eyes, as if to confirm that I was his grandson.

But this was actually wrong, because I could perceive him staring at my neck.

Biting your arm, there's still a chance to survive.

But if you want to be necked, you will definitely die!

While he was still looking at me, I bit the tip of my tongue again, and once again spat out the tip of my tongue in his face.

"Hiss-hiss......" blood on the tip of the tongue plays a role.

Grandpa shook me off, and I didn't know what it was, and I didn't feel any pain at all.

The corpse poison has paralyzed my nerves, and even if he stabs me now, I don't think I will feel too much pain.

I looked at the bitten left arm, the two rotting blood holes were very large, and the surrounding pieces of flesh were already necrotic, and I tried to tear off the rotten wounds, as if they were already rotten.

At this time, the grandfather was rubbing his face against the wall, trying to wipe the blood from the tip of his tongue.

I hurriedly ran to the kitchen, found the glutinous rice from memory, and covered it in the wound.

"Hiss ......"

I didn't expect it to be my skin's turn to regurgitate this time.

A burning sensation spreads throughout the body, and the pain worsens.

Within a few seconds, the glutinous rice applied to the wound was already charred black, and I shook it off and put it back on with new glutinous rice.

Suddenly, a dark shadow blocked my light, and when I looked up, my grandfather reappeared.

I sprinkled the rest of the glutinous rice on my grandfather's body, and the glutinous rice had a great effect on the corpse, and at this moment my grandfather's body seemed to be setting off firecrackers, crackling and crackling.

But because the glutinous rice was used by me to restrain my grandfather, I didn't have glutinous rice to disinfect the wound myself.

Seeing that my grandfather began to hit left and right, I didn't even think about rushing over directly, and threw him down with all my strength.

Grandpa didn't have a look, he just sniffed the breath of a living person on me and found me.

I picked up the guy next to me and beat him up.

How can you manage so much at this time?

He's no longer my grandfather, and I'm scared to death.

But zombies are born with infinite strength, and he grabbed me and threw me off the distance.

"Smack!"

This time, I smashed my grandfather's portrait, and the offering table was smashed apart by my body.

But I saw the gossip umbrella that fell on the ground, which was also the umbrella that my second uncle asked me to hold on the day of the funeral.

This thing can only exorcise evil spirits, not corpses.

But if the Tao is in place, the gossip umbrella can still play a role in zombies.

I didn't know if I could do it, so I opened the Bagua umbrella and remembered the spell of the Bagua umbrella, but I found that it didn't work, and the injured arm was bleeding and dripping down the handle of the umbrella.

The gossip umbrella suddenly emitted black smoke, which made me a little overwhelmed.

Grandpa suddenly fell from the sky, I only had a gossip umbrella in my hand, and subconsciously blocked my grandfather with an umbrella.

Although I knew that it didn't work, it was just a psychological comfort, and I already thought that I would be treated like a dog by my grandfather again later, and maybe even kill me directly.

As a result, grandpa's hands touched the gossip umbrella and flew out directly, with a particularly strong impact.

I looked at the gossip umbrella in my hand with a surprised face, and found that the black gas emitted by this thing was getting thicker and thicker.

Wrong!

This umbrella seems to be sucking my blood!

The injured arm was still bleeding out, and even though I covered it with my hand, I couldn't stop it.

What kind of evil sect crooked magic weapon is this?

As the black gas became thicker and thicker, I became more and more panicked in my heart, and quickly threw it aside.

was not sucked dry by his grandfather, but was sucked by this gossip umbrella.

"Bang!"

In the next second, I collapsed without power.

Perhaps because of excessive blood loss, consciousness is becoming more and more blurred.

Bad thing, I'm really going to die now!

It doesn't matter if I die, but once Grandpa escapes my control, our village will be bleeding.

I don't know if it's because of my weak consciousness, the vision of my eyes has double vision, and the whole living room is filled with the black gas emitted by the gossip umbrella.

A figure appeared in the thick black air.

"Second uncle!"

The only person I can think of is the second uncle.

The appearance of the second uncle made me see the hope of being alive.

But the number of figures gradually increased, and I could be sure that it was not one person, but several people, and there were more and more figures, from single digits to double digits, and I couldn't even tell how many people there were.

Could it be that I hallucinated before I died?

But I found these figures to be familiar.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, I saw two familiar figures.

The two men had their backs to me, one in white and one in black, both wearing top hats......

Black and white impermanence!

The sudden appearance of the underworld is indiscriminate, and I don't know if it's good or bad.

But I knew I couldn't make it anymore.

As his eyes went black, he lost consciousness and passed out completely.

……

Am I dead or not?

I don't know.

At this point, I didn't feel anything, but I felt like there was someone in front of me.

So I tried to open my eyes, and to my horror, I found myself still in the living room.

The scene was messy, with blood stains everywhere and the yellow mud that Grandpa had crawled out of the grave.

"Ayang ......"

The familiar voice made me jerk around.

"Grandpa!"

I exclaimed.

Now I see Grandpa is normal, dressed in clean and tidy clothes, as if he never died.

I was about to move forward, but he reached out to stop me.

"I'm sorry for your mom, and I'm sorry for you!" Grandpa apologized to me with a wistful smile on his face.

I don't understand why he said that.

"Everything is my own fault, this is cause and effect, in the future you will go your own way, and no one will continue to take you down. Remember what I said before, if you are not ruthless, you will only be bullied! Wang's Daomen depends on you! ”

After saying that, black and white impermanence suddenly appeared.

The two immediately put shackles on their grandfather.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the ground cracked, and Black and White Impermanence escaped into the ground with his grandfather.

I tore my throat and roared, but I couldn't make a sound.

"Ah!!h

When I could shout out the voice, my heart beat so hard.

A pair of unfamiliar hands pressed my shoulders and whispered to comfort me: "Ayang, it's okay...... It's okay...... Don't be afraid! You're not dead, you're still alive! ”

When I calmed down, I realized that the person who comforted me was the second uncle.

And where I am is is the town's health center.

I glanced at the bitten arm, wrapped in gauze and in a cast.

It seems that I was not lightly injured.

"Second Uncle......"

For some reason, I saw that the second uncle had an inexplicable sense of security.

The second uncle patted me on the shoulder and comforted me vigorously.

My second uncle told me that he knew what was going on at home and was very satisfied with my performance.

We talked for a long time, and the second uncle told me that my grandfather's body had been reburied and the seal had been reinforced, and he would not let him run out again.

In addition, Bingye's death is also regrettable, this is a fact that cannot be changed.

No one in the village had an accident, and I was the one who was the most seriously injured.

"Did Bingye say anything before he died?" The second uncle asked me.

I opened my mouth slightly, but chose to shake my head.

If it weren't for talking about Bingye, I almost forgot the suicide note left by Bingye, which was full of his suspicions about his second uncle.

"No, nothing, Bingye died in pain, broke his hands and feet, and was bitten half of his face."

Regarding Bingye's death, I downplayed it lightly and did not mix too much personal emotion.

When such a big thing happened, Bingye's death was defined as a beast bite, and the body had already been disposed of for burial.

According to my second uncle, I have been in a coma for a week.

"Second uncle, where's my dad?"

I woke up for a few hours, but I didn't see my father.

"Your dad is in the province and hasn't come back yet, but he probably already knows about you." The second uncle replied.

I wondered, my father had been a farmer in the village for so many years, what could he do to stay in the province for so long?

I almost got killed, and my father didn't even make a phone call.

But I didn't have too many doubts, because my suspicions were all on the second uncle.

Is he my second uncle?