The two simply sat on the roof, chatting and waiting for the arrival of those creatures, and after waiting for a long time, finally the black line slowly turned into a black oppressive shadow.

And then they became people all over the mountains, yes, although those creatures had not yet come to the vicinity, the two of them had already seen that the black tide of creatures turned out to be people.

However, the two of them were puzzled by the fact that they could see each other at a glance, why did these people seem to move a little slowly? It was not at all the walking speed that normal people should have, and it was more appropriate for them to call it movement.

No wonder it hasn't been here for so long, but how can humans move so slowly? Not even if it's a wave of refugees.

Because he had not yet been able to see the appearance of the crowd, it was difficult for Fan Wu to judge what their situation was, and this kind of slow movement of the masses was only slightly closer to the flow of refugees.

After waiting for another 1 hour before he could see their appearances clearly, Xiaozhu immediately asked Fan Wu.

"Brother Wu, what's going on with them? Are they really humans? Why can't I feel the similarities between us except for our appearance?"

Fan Wu couldn't help but admire Xiaozhu's sensing talent more and more, and he could still feel the difference between the two sides from such a distance, he replied:

"These are human beings, but now they are dead, the original soul is no longer there, and now they have become corpses, I never imagined that there would be so many corpses here!"

When Fan Wu said this, Xiaozhu was even more confused, because he remembered that when Fan Wu taught him common sense, he said that corpses can't move freely, unless they are creatures like zombies that have been cultivated.

But seeing that there are so many corpses here, it can't be all cultivators, so he continued to ask:

"Brother Wu, didn't you say that corpses can't move without cultivation? So what is this now? Don't you tell me that they are all cultivators?"

"No, they are definitely not cultivators, but I can't tell what their situation is, and it's the first time I've seen such an existence, and I don't know how to classify them. ”

Seeing the group of corpses getting closer and closer, Fan Wu was also a little puzzled, these must be corpses, but in their bodies, they did sense a conscious existence.

It's a bit like a broken soul lurking inside the body, but it's not like a human soul at all, more like a small fragment of a larger soul.

On top of that, the feeling on the corpses also made him feel a little familiar, as if he had seen something similar before, or was it a sense of déjà vu with the soul fragments in their bodies?

At this time, Fan Wu heard Xiaozhu's question again:

"Brother Wu, if they are not human beings, and they are not cultivators, then what kind of thing do they belong to? But in fact, there is no problem, because now I am more sure that they really are not in any danger, so it is none of our business whether it is anything. ”

Fan Wu hadn't completely come out of his thoughts, and after listening to Xiaozhu's words, he nodded perfunctorily.

"Well, Xiaozhu, you're right, no matter what they are, it's none of our business, we'll wait here for them to come over. ”

Xiaozhu didn't hear that Fan Wu was perfunctory to him, and after Fan Wu's approval, he happily continued to sit on the roof, looking at the corpses that were gradually approaching the town with interest.

Fan Wu continued to think about the question of his familiarity with the corpses, about which Fan Wu felt that they were a bit like the Western living dead that he had seen in film and television works before.

It's just that humans infected by viruses and the like have become bloodthirsty monsters, but the souls of those living dead should still be humans, but they are just out of control and crazy.

The corpses in front of them were actually dead people, which could be judged by the fact that there was no trace of life found in their bodies, but they could act normally.

Although their movements were a little sluggish, they were walking normally, and the consciousness they sensed in their bodies showed signs of fluctuation.

It shows that the movement of the corpse is likely to be commanded by this consciousness, and the corpse group got a little closer, and Fan Wu felt it carefully again and again, and that familiar feeling came from that consciousness.

It is said that it is like a fragment of a large soul because the consciousness in each corpse is interconnected, which is why the actions of the corpse group are so unified.

Although the number is very huge, there are no bumps and bumps at all, and even if the corpses are very close to each other, there will be no collision in the way, and they will slowly advance one by one.

This kind of precise marching is difficult for even the most elite human armies to achieve, unless it is precisely controlled by computers or under the unified command of a super soul.

Computer control is impossible in this world, and they are not robots, but if this is really controlled by a super soul, how powerful is it to think?

And what made Fan Wu most uneasy was that if there was really such a super soul existence, how could he be familiar with him?

After going through so much, he will no longer be easy and naïve to think that he is a darling of heaven and earth, and all the gods and Buddhas will be his friends.

Looking back on the ill-fated decades, this Mantian God and Buddha were already very good if they didn't collectively target themselves, and it is estimated that it is impossible to gain their friendship.

The memories of the water body in his last life had already been digested by Fan Wu, and he didn't find any content about friends and family in it, as if he was a lone star-like existence no matter what life he was in.

This Fan Wu didn't think it would be a big problem, anyway, he was also a standard otaku when he was a man, lonely, and he was used to it for a long time.

So now, as long as he finds that he feels familiar with something that should be unfamiliar, he is not happy to accept it, but to analyze and understand it with a wary mentality.

As long as he finds the slightest sign of evil, he will try to stay away from it or kill it as soon as he has the ability, although this may miss some of the so-called opportunities in the cultivation world, but he has to do so when he is 'determined' to fight against the entire heaven and earth world.

This super soul belongs to the kind of opportunity that must be kept away from for the first time, no matter what he is familiar with, no matter what chance fate he has, these will wait until the strength comes up.

Although Fan Wu can clearly know from his own experience that he is almost insulated from things like safety and smoothness, at least subjectively, he still has to try to avoid these so-called 'opportunities'.

In the process of Fan Wu's thinking, the corpses had already entered the town, and they did not destroy anything here, all of them actively avoided the range of buildings in an orderly manner, and just walked on the path between the streets and houses.

After the corpses approached, the two people on the roof could clearly observe their every move and the details of their bodies, and found that these corpses seemed to have feelings for the houses, public facilities and other things in the town, in addition to being under the unified command of someone and actively avoiding obstacles.

Although the idea sounded quite nonsensical, both of them had this feeling, and there was no sign of it, but the idea came naturally.

As soon as this thought came out, Fan Wu suddenly thought of one thing, that is, where did the original people in this world go?

According to the number of buildings seen along the way, if this place was originally inhabited, it is estimated that there should be hundreds of thousands of people, and this is still the place they passed through, and there are so many places that have not passed, it is conservatively estimated that there should be millions of people.

Where did all these millions of people go, even if they died, there should be corpses left, not hundreds, thousands, but millions, even if they were intentionally cleaned up by something, it is unlikely that they would be so clean.

Seeing so many corpses appear here now, Fan Wu couldn't help but connect these things, and he was quite suspicious that these corpses that had feelings for the town might be the aborigines of this world.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to explain all this happening, not only did Fan Wu have such an idea, but even Xiaozhu beside him couldn't help but say:

"Brother Wu, do you think these corpses are the people who originally lived in these places?"

After finishing speaking, he straightened his body, and the expression on his face became serious and serious, Fan Wu looked at Xiaozhu, who was suddenly serious, knowing some thoughts in his heart, he took a breath in his heart, and replied:

"Well, I guess it's probably them, but that's just our speculation, not necessarily the truth, and even if they are the natives here, they have been dead for many years, and there should be no hope of survival. ”

Xiao Zhu frowned for the first time, and then quickly stretched out again, as if he had figured out something in an instant, his expression became a little more relaxed, and he turned his head to look at Fan Wu and said:

"Well, I know, Brother Wu, you don't have to worry about me, I don't have the concept of family in my mind at all, it's just that I've heard you talk about family and relatives during this time, so I kind of want to know, but I don't... No, yes, no. ”

After speaking, he smiled at Fan Wu, although he thought that he smiled naturally, but after all, he was still a child, and he didn't know how to hide some things.

Fan Wu obviously saw a trace of bitterness and expectation in his expression, it was good that he didn't have this concept before, after understanding the meaning of home, everyone would have expectations for his family, blood thicker than water is the biggest characteristic of the human race.

But Fan Wu didn't say anything, just reached out and wrapped his hand around Xiaozhu's shoulder and patted it twice.

"From now on, I will be your family, called brother. ”

"Yes, brother. ”