Grandpa's gossip
iao Qiao… my wife…” That hoarse voice rang out in my ear again.I looked at my father in horror as his mouth opened and closed, the blood-red color spreading throughout his whites.He clutched the weddi...The scratching sound came from outside the door, a grating, high-pitched scraping that sent shivers down your spine.
The room across from ours was occupied by Shi Fatzi and Long Xiaogē. They almost opened the door to check at the same time as us.
In the corridor, there was a swaying corpse, moving slowly with a limp, occasionally scratching frantically at the walls in an attempt to vent its frustration.
The walking dead are especially sensitive to the scent of the living. As soon as we opened the door, he turned his head and walked towards us.
My brother said to Shi Fatty, "We encountered a zombie-maker before, and the guy ran away when he saw us! You guys should probably just run for your lives too!"
Shi Fatty snorted and said, "Don't lump us in with those who only know the surface! Hmph!"
Long Xiaogge took out a piece of ink line from his backpack. One end of the ink line was weighted with a gyro-like sinker, which he swirled in his hand a few times before throwing it at the zombie.
The gyro was heavy, spinning with the inked line in his hand, circling and wrapping around the bodies of the walking corpses.
These techniques should be practiced for many years before one can master the rhythm and strength with ease.
Shi Fatzi held a small sandbag and took out glutinous rice from it, scattering it as he walked. When he reached the zombie's side, he took out a talisman and stuck it on the zombie's body, helping to fix the ink lines in place.
“These corpses haven't been refined, easy to handle.” Shi Fatty said to us: “It's just that after they're reanimated, they're particularly troublesome. They grab any living beings and bite them. Sometimes they even eat rats, which makes us feel nauseous.”
What a disgusting...
The door next to them suddenly swung open. Xiao Ya, the girl who had been getting dressed in a T-shirt, asked, "What's going on How did whatever we keep in the basement end up on the second floor Did that bunch of idiots break into our house today and end up in the basement"
Little Ya's mouth had a little bit of blood, which made me terrified.
She grinned wickedly at me, "That little bastard stabbed me and made me bleed so much. I just took a bite of him to suck some of his energy back! He's sleeping in the bathroom right now! Such a wimp, couldn't even last four shots!"
She was loud and brash, her words shocking me.
Xiaoya said to Shi Pangzi and Long Xiaogē, "Shi Ge, Long Xiaoye, these people have touched our things. Since you two are here, can you help clean them up I'll go take a look, hoping they didn't bite anyone to death... You two help bring this corpse back to the basement."
Her address caught my attention. Shi Fatzi had said: the two of them were "Ben Dali," meaning he and Long Xiaoge were master and apprentice, that corpse-collectors always traveled in pairs as masters and apprentices, and never easily took on disciples.
Judging by their age, Shi Fatzi is clearly much older than Long Ge, but Xiaoya addresses the two quite differently.
She calls Shi Fatzi "Shi Ge," which isn't a problem. However, she refers to Long Xiao Ge as "Little Master."
It seems that Long Xiaogē's status is even higher than Shi Pangzi's
I couldn't help but take another look at the young man named Long. He was thin and short, about 5'7", with hair that was a bit long, covering his forehead and eyes. He looked very gloomy.
He sensed my gaze and turned his head, glancing at me. In the dimly lit corridor, his eyes glowed green.
I thought I was seeing things! I rubbed my eyes quickly and looked again, but he had already walked past with Shi Fatty, carrying the body.
In the house, Jiang Qiyun was listening to Meng Shu's report. Meng Shu said that there was a strong stench of death here, and it was a "corpse inn" frequented by grave robbers. The little imperial princess hadn't been threatened, so she didn't care, just sent her spirit out to patrol once.
Jiang Qiyun nodded slightly, reaching out to pull me closer. In a low voice, he asked, "Are you afraid"
I shook my head, this isn't anything. I've seen a lot now, as long as it's not too terrifying, I'm not afraid.
He reached out and put his hand on my lower back, continuing, “Or should I take you to the Pure Land of Bliss You can rest there properly.”
"What about my brother" I asked.
He shook his head. "Ordinary people can't get in."
"...Forget it, it'll be dawn soon. I don't feel safe leaving my brother alone here."
As we were talking, Mengshu stared at us with starstruck eyes. My brother pulled her away and said, "Look at them showing off their love. Don't you worry about getting eye strain, go to sleep! I have to drive tomorrow!"
Meng Shu was a little excited, and whispered: "I... I... This is the first time I've seen such a gentle Emperor. I'm so excited..."
"Gentleness has nothing to do with you, what are you excited about You don't have a chance, give up, lotus root should have the awareness of being a lotus root." My brother pulled the blanket over.
Meng Shu sat cross-legged with her back to us. I felt embarrassed to continue talking with Jiang Qiyun, so I could only close my eyes and doze off in his arms.
When I woke up again, it was only 4:30 in the morning. This sleeping method tormented me, my eyes couldn't even open! It felt like a dream as Meng Shu took care of me, washing and dressing me.
The boss lady's "eat breakfast at 5 o'clock" meant changing the ice packs for the three bodies and leaving before dawn so no one would see them.
"How did those people on the road trip last night do" I couldn't help but whisper.
Shouldn't he have been bitten by a zombie
"Shh..." My brother made a shushing gesture, "On someone else's turf, it's best not to interfere. What they do is none of our business..."
Indeed, judging by the conversations of those people last night, they seemed to have no understanding whatsoever of the word "reverence".
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Reverence for heaven and earth, gods and spirits, tradition, the unknown... even reverence for ancestors, parents, teachers, etc. Understanding fear and awe allows one to better cherish life and avoid reckless behavior.
The cars belonging to that group of people were gone too. When Xiao Ya brought us noodles and steamed buns, she gave me a mischievous smile and said, "Don't worry, you guys are friends from the underworld, we treat our guests with hospitality..."
"As for those clueless mortals, last night they couldn't find any excitement in their own beds. A man and a woman snuck into my basement looking for fun, only to be scared unconscious by the corpse standing behind the door."
“I've absorbed their yang energy, making them delirious and feverish, babbling nonsense. They've been sent to the village health center. Even when they wake up, there will be a blank spot in their minds, unable to remember where they fainted... Afterward, it will affect their lives, turning them into fools in others' eyes, hee hee.”
Shi Fatty munched on his noodles as he said, "You've been getting prettier lately, girl. You must have absorbed a lot of men's essence. Are you trying to become a fairy"
Xiao Ya stuck out her tongue and grinned mischievously, "Isn't it good to be a fairy How else could I serve as your maidservant, Young Dragon Master Do you need a maid, Young Dragon Master I can wash your clothes, cook for you, give birth to children for you, do whatever you want, and I'll never compete with your wife for status!"
"Pfft... I looked at her in terror, she was serious, not joking!"
Long Xiaoguo remained silent, eating noodles with his head bowed as if he hadn't heard a word.
This... this... it's so awkward.
This unassuming dragon, who is he!
< >s.But she walked around frequently, and in her conversations, she often brought up Lin Yanhuan, leading these relatives to believe that she had a romantic relationship with him. As a result, they trea...