Midnight Bookstore

In the lonely little mud house,

xu Qinglang was deep in thought,

in front of him,

was the corpse that he had just dragged back from the vegetable field outside.

He knew this corpse. It was the three sons of Aunt Xu"s family in the village. He was not even thirty years old this year and was unmarried. He usually worked in the shipyard and had a good reputation in the village because he was willing to help others.

He was the owner of the West family. If any family needed to support him, he would definitely come over to help. For example, if this family wanted to build a house, that family would not be able to harvest wheat in time, and so on. The remuneration was nothing more than a meal and a drink.

This was the kind of atmosphere that only the older generation had. It was already very rare for the younger generation, but he had always kept it. Many of his peers thought that he was silly.

Of course, no matter how popular he was, it had nothing to do with Xu Qinglang. Although he was born in the village, he had left it a long time ago.

Now was not the time to mourn,

he had to think of a way to get rid of the body first.

Xu Qinglang remembered that when he watched “Deer tripod,”Wei Xiaobao had that bone-melting water. If he poured a few drops of it on a person, they would immediately be corroded clean. Xu Qinglang was not sure if there was such a thing in reality, but he knew that he did not have time to look for it now.

Or perhaps..,

dismember the body?

Dismembering the body bit by bit, and then cooking it?

It seemed a bit perverted.

But why did he suddenly have the urge to give it a try?

He must have been infected by that pervert Zhou Ze.

Shaking his head, Xu Qinglang decided to use the stupidest method first,

dig a hole,

bury the body first.

After burning some ghost money, this matter should be over. After all, although Zhou Ze killed him, he was already a zombie when he was killed. He was already dead. Zhou ze killing him was equivalent to giving him a release.

Xu Qinglang called for a shovel from the house. He walked to the vegetable plot in front of the house and started to dig a hole.

In fact, there wasn"t any tile or cement in the mud house. It was also mud. However, after so many years of walking around, the mud had long been stepped on tightly. It couldn"t be dug at all.

As he dug, Xu Qinglang leaned on the shovel with both hands and couldn"t help but gasp for breath. For him, who didn"t usually go down to the ground and had recently started to take care of himself, it was really difficult for him to do this kind of work again.

“Sob, sob, sob…”

In the distance, there seemed to be a faint whimper. It was a little like someone was crying, but when he listened carefully, it didn"t seem like someone was crying. The tone was a little rhythmic and melodious.

It was still very quiet at night in the countryside, especially at this time. Where did this kind of noise come from?

Xu Qinglang reached out his hand and subconsciously touched the heart protection mirror in his pocket. To be honest, boss Zhou wasn"t by his side right now. Xu Qinglang really felt a little uneasy and uneasy. He always felt uneasy.

The whimpering sound came closer from afar. Xu Qinglang suddenly raised the shovel. Although he could only hear the sound and did not see anything, the sense of crisis was really strong. It stimulated his adrenaline to start to secrete crazily.

“Huff… Huff… Huff…”

He took a deep breath,

he kept taking a deep breath,

xu Qinglang held the shovel in one hand and the heart-protection mirror in the other.

Could it be that old Zhou failed to catch up with the zombie and the zombie came back again?

The atmosphere..,

became very tense,

the cold sweat on Xu Qinglang"s forehead began to drip down.

Stalemate..,

confrontation..,

continued.

After about twenty minutes..,

in the dark night, a few mischievous crows flew over his head without sleeping,

they made “Caw… caw… caw… caw…”sounds.

A gust of wind blew,

a few fallen leaves swirled in front of him and blew away.

Xu Qinglang and the air,

stood in confrontation for twenty minutes.

The whimpering sound began to gradually become low, and finally reached a subtle level.

After listening for such a long time, Xu Qinglang at least confirmed one thing, and that was that there was definitely no one crying. Instead, it was more like someone was not sleeping at night and leisurely blowing a flute.

Who the F * ck was free!

He waited for a while more vigilantly until the sound completely disappeared. Only then did Xu Qinglang let out a long sigh of relief and the alarm was lifted.

He continued to dig for a while more. Originally, he wanted to dig deeper, but Xu Qinglang"s fatigue had already attacked him, so he only dug a very limited depth. In any case, he still had to rely on the underworld notes to avoid trouble in the future, he buried the body now because he did not want to be discovered by the villagers in the near future.

When he walked into the house, the body was still lying there quietly. There was a clear dent in its chest, and there were five small holes around the Dent.

Zombies were definitely very hard,

in fact, if a dead person"s corpse was preserved better, the corpse would indeed be “Harder”after it became a zombie than when it was alive. Moreover, zombies were formed from resentment, and their bodies were even stronger.

However, no matter how strong the body was, it was still pierced through by Zhou Ze"s nails.

Xu Qinglang drank a mouthful of water and took out his phone. He was about to send a message to Zhou Ze to ask him where he was now and whether he had found old man Cui.

If you kill Wild Geese all day long, you"ll be pecked by wild geese in the end.

Xu Qinglang and Zhou Ze did not expect that old man Cui, who had a bad temper, would actually play a “Secret game”. First, he pretended to be asleep and secretly cut the rope with some unknown method, then, when the zombie appeared, he rushed out of the house with Zhou Ze to escape with his granddaughter.

The reason why the old man wanted to escape was very simple. It was because the two of them used his precious granddaughter as bait. At the same time, Zhou Ze planned to send his granddaughter to reincarnation after the matter was over.

It could only be said that Zhou Ze was right. He was born with Yin-yang eyes and had lived to such an old age. He really didn"t have any hidden skills. Others wouldn"t be convinced.

“Why is there no signal?”

Xu Qinglang knocked on his phone.

At this moment, the corpse that was lying there dead slowly sat up.

It was silent,

there was no movement at all.

Xu Qinglang continued to fiddle with his phone. He wanted to contact Zhou Ze as soon as possible, but he completely ignored the situation behind him.

It was not that Xu Qinglang was careless. In fact, even Zhou Ze himself did not think that the zombie that had been stabbed to death with his fingernails could cause any more waves.

But somehow..,

he got up.

And he slowly opened his mouth..,

revealing two sinister fangs.

“Eh?”Xu Qinglang sniffed. Why was there a sudden smell of pickled garlic.

After all, he used to be a chef, so his natural sensitivity to the smell made Xu Qinglang subconsciously look back,

then..,

they looked at each other!

The corpse suddenly pounced forward, and its fangs directly pierced into Xu Qinglang"s neck.

Xu Qinglang frantically pushed the guy in front of him, but this guy was like a caterpillar, sticking tightly to Xu Qinglang"s body.

He endured the intense pain in his neck,

xu Qinglang took out the heart protection mirror from his pocket,

he shouted in a low voice,

“Boundless Heaven and Earth, Mystic Heart Technique!”

A layer of light blue ripples appeared on the surface of the heart-protecting mirror,

in the next moment..,

xu Qinglang directly smashed the heart-protecting mirror onto the body of the thing in front of him.

The thing"s body trembled non-stop as if it was in great pain. However, it still refused to let go of Xu Qinglang. Its hands and feet began to climb up. Like an octopus, it wanted to force its way onto Xu Qinglang"s body!

“Plop!”

Xu Qinglang was really pressed to the ground by the other party,

the other party"s body was trembling and squirming non-stop,

it pressed Xu Qinglang to the ground and rubbed it to its heart"s content!

Disgusting,

nauseous,

uncomfortable,

painful,

painful..

Xu Qinglang knew clearly that unless Zhou Ze could arrive at the last moment like the police in the Hong Kong film, otherwise, he would probably die here today.

But this thing..,

was obviously cold..,

how could it move again?

That"s right..,

it was the sound of a flute!

It must have something to do with that sound!

But it was too late to think about any sound at this time, and it was meaningless.

For the first time..,

xu Qinglang felt that the village he was born in was so strange and terrifying, as if there was a curtain covering it all the time, and he had never really walked into it.

His hands struggled desperately,

xu Qinglang touched a depression,

it was the place where Zhou Ze"s nails had pierced through.

“Boundless Heaven and Earth, Mystic Heart Technique!”

Xu Qinglang chanted the spell for the last time,

he gritted his teeth,

he directly stuffed his heart protection mirror into the Zombie"s chest from the wound.

“Hiss Hiss Hiss Hiss Hiss Hiss Hiss…”

The Zombie"s eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and mouth started to emit black fog. He jumped up from Xu Qinglang"s body and then fell to the ground and rolled crazily. He was like a bug that had been sprayed with antidotes, making a final struggle.

The heart protection mirror kept emitting blue light in the zombie"s body, constantly burning the other party.

In the end..,

the zombie lay on the ground again, motionless. Moreover, his body slowly began to rot, turning into a pool of pus.

Soon..,

when the water was absorbed by the mud..,

there was only a clear human mark left on the ground.

The bone-melting water that Xu Qinglang had been longing for had finally come true.

Bending down, Xu Qinglang wrapped his sleeve around his hand and lifted the black thing in the middle of the human mark. It was his heart-protection mirror, but it was now completely black.

He, Xu Qinglang, had a thin family background, and his mystic arts were only half a bucket of water. This small magical artifact was one of the few things he could take out, and now it was completely useless.

However..,

this was not the most troublesome thing.

Xu Qinglang picked up his phone and went to the broken mirror in the hall,

he turned on the flashlight in the back of the phone and pointed it at his neck,

in the mirror..,

on the left side of his neck,

there was a very clear pair of teeth marks,

the flesh nearby was torn open, but there was no blood. Instead, small black particles kept rolling inside, looking extremely disgusting.

Xu Qinglang gently touched his wound with a trembling hand,

he had an ominous premonition,

it came slowly..