God lures him to attack

Lu Yao cut Mo Xi's head that night. If it wasn't for Mo Xi's good looks and lack of understanding of human aesthetics, he might have killed him this time.

"This kind of hairstyle is popular now, look, how handsome you are." Lu Yao said to Mo Xi in the mirror, and gave a touching compliment, but he was thinking in his heart that he had to take him to the hair salon for a fix.

Mo Xi looked at himself in the mirror and felt that his head seemed to be covered with a mushroom, and it was still an uneven mushroom, but Lu Yao said it looked good, so he reluctantly accepted it.

Because Mo Xi was afraid of the sun, she could hardly go out during the day.

Lu Yao let him learn to walk in the room during the day, and took him out for a walk in the evening.

After dinner, Grandpa Lu was feeding the chickens in the yard. It looked very harmonious, but at this time, Grandpa Lu was usually on his way to rob the tomb.

Lu Yao didn't know whether grandpa's abnormal behavior was because he was frightened by zombies, or because he suddenly thought about it and felt that he had done too many wicked things these years

, When you are old, you need to accumulate virtue.

Lu Yao led Mo Xi out of the room, and told him to watch those chickens walk, learn to learn, and don't keep jumping.

"Grandpa, is there a place to cut hair near us? My friend and I want to get a haircut." Lu Yao walked to Grandpa with a cane.

Grandpa was feeding the chicken, and was taken aback by Mo Xi who suddenly came up to stare at the chicken, turned around and met Lu Yao's face again.

"What's the matter with your friend's hair? How did it get cut like this?" Grandpa Lu was taken aback by Mo Xi's mushroom head, a handsome boy with such a vulgar hair.

"I'm going to take him to have it cut again." When Lu Yao said this, Mo Xi turned her head and looked at him puffed up, as if she had realized that her hairstyle was ugly.

"There are no haircutters here, and there are graves all around." Grandpa Lu looked at the surrounding lush mountains. The only house where people live here is probably his. Go downtown and meet someone."

"Who are you seeing?" Lu Yao was curious.

"An old friend. I haven't contacted you for many years. I ran into him when I went to the city center to look for you a few days ago. I left a phone call and said that we will get together in a few days." Weng does not mean the feeling of wine.

Lu Yao wanted to ask in depth what kind of old friend he was, why he hadn't heard from his grandfather mentioning that he had friends for so many years, and now he suddenly had an old friend?

Could it be someone who brainwashed grandpa's yellow book?

Lu Yao thought about it carefully, worried that his grandfather had joined some cult.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..." There was an artificial sound of hens laying eggs.

Lu Yao and Grandpa Lu looked at Mo Xi at the same time. Mo Xi was imitating a hen to walk and crow at the same time.

"Idiot, I didn't tell you to crow like a hen." If Lu Yao hadn't limped a leg, he really wanted to lift his crutches and hit him on the forehead.

How could there be such a stupid zombie!

Forget it, maybe zombies are idiots after all.

Lu Yao couldn't help but sighed with his hands on his forehead, then dragged Mo Xi away and took him to another place

Turn around.

"Grandpa, let's go elsewhere." After Lu Yao finished speaking, he helped Mo Xi out of the courtyard with a cane.

There are few buildings in the suburbs. Some villa-type buildings have stood here for many years, and they were bought by rich people for investment. Lu Yao has been here for so many years, and he has never seen anyone come to live here.

In the suburbs close to the expressway, you can walk out of the avenue and enter the mountain forest. The mountain forest is full of setting sun, and the sound of the mountain stream flowing is very pleasant.

Lu Yao found a quiet place and lay down on a big rock.

The mountain breeze is very comfortable, and it looks very comfortable with the dark red dusk.

Lu Yao looked at Mo Xi who was still learning to walk, and sighed deeply.

Too many things had happened recently, and he couldn't calm down and think about it.

He obviously just wanted to rob the tomb, but was bitten by a zombie jumping up from the coffin.

Things seemed to start at that time. First, they met Gan Ze and Xiaotian, the two gods, then Mo Xi, who was like an idiot, and the extremely destructive Han Ba.

Think about what happened recently.

There is also the grandfather who claims to be a guardian of the gods, and the inexplicable yellow book.

Lu Yao felt as if he was involved in some incident. He wanted to escape, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that everything was destined to be free.

but…

Lu Yao looked at Mo Xi, who had already mastered the normal way of walking, and wanted to ask him why he kept following him.

But after thinking about it, it seemed that he kept meeting Mo Xi by chance, and finally brought him home.

"Lu Yao." Mo Xi suddenly called out Lu Yao's name without stopping.

Lu Yao looked at him in surprise, only to see him walking towards him mechanically, and stopped in front of him with a stiff smile.

"I haven't walked for a long time, so I'm very stiff." Mo Xi's speech gradually became coherent, and he seemed to only have Lu Yao in his eyes.

Lu Yao didn't know whether Mo Xi became like this because he sucked his own blood, or because Mo Xi was like this in the first place.

"I haven't spoken for a long time, so when I speak, I pause. My tongue is tied."

"Thank you, you still came to see me."

Lu Yao didn't understand the meaning of Mo Xi's last sentence.

He wanted to ask, but Mo Xi had already gone to catch butterflies with a bright smile.

The gradually dimming sky is full of stars, and the galaxy in the sky seems to be eternal, and it can become a link connecting the past and the future.

Man is nothing but a creature that changes under this bond.

Lu Yao took a deep breath, closed his eyes and took a nap, before he knew it, he fell asleep again.

He had another dream.

In the dream, he was holding a golden long knife engraved with mantras, and his body was covered with scars. He stood in the hall, staring at the white-haired man on the throne.

He kept asking: "Where did he go, where did he go, where did he go..."

The white-haired man played with the glass beads in his hand, with a playful smile on his lips, as if he didn't intend to tell him about that person.

"If you die in front of me, I will tell you." The white-haired man said leisurely, "If you kill me, then I will let him be buried with you."

In the dream, Lu Yao finally chose to die in front of that person, only asking for the whereabouts of the other person.

The golden long knife pierced the body, that knife seemed to have the power to destroy everything, the pain seemed to penetrate into the dream.

"No—" Lu Yao didn't dream about what happened later, because he had already woken up with a cold sweat.

"Why do you keep dreaming about these strange things?" Lu Yao took a deep breath to calm himself down.

A leisurely music came from the forest, it was the sound of leaves and lips touching, brought out by the wind, the sound was long and leisurely, as if drifting all the way from a distant era.

Lu Yao suddenly realized that Mo Xi was no longer where he was, so he hurriedly used his cane to find the music.

A strange thing happened, his fractured calf seemed to be able to move, and there was no feeling of fracture at all.

"My calf? How could it be like this?" Lu Yao kicked his leg. Apart from feeling that the plaster was a little cumbersome, he hardly felt any pain.

"Is it because I was bitten by Mo Xi, and I also have the ability to heal myself quickly?"

ability? "Lu Yao was at a loss.

The leisurely music sounded desolate and sad at night, and Lu Yao's thoughts were drawn back by the music.

He pushed aside the leaves and found Mo Xi.

Mo Xi was standing on a deformed stone, wearing loose short sleeves and cropped pants, except for her strange hair, everything else was beautiful.

There was a green leaf on his thin lips, and he gently held the two ends of the leaf with the thumb and index finger of both hands. Rhythmic air overflowed from his mouth, turning into rhythm through the green leaf.

Lu Yao stood behind the bushes and looked at him.

There was a complex look in his eyes, a look that put aside innocence and precipitated sadness.

He looked at the dim sky in the distance, as if everything he thought was not in the present moment, as if except the body was here, the soul and thoughts had returned to the distant past.

"What is he thinking? Do zombies have memories? Do they miss people from the past?" Lu Yao thought in his heart, but didn't say it out loud.

What Mo Xi was thinking, he didn't know, he felt that Mo Xi made him feel very

Familiar, as if we knew each other a long time ago.

"A long, long time ago, I was still a human being." Mo Xi seemed to notice that Lu Yao had walked behind him, he put down the leaf in his hand, and talked about things that happened a long time ago.

Lu Yao felt that Mo Xi was like a rapidly evolving species, who was as dumb as a chicken yesterday, but looks like a normal person today.

"My mother is a brothel dancer, she is very beautiful, but she was abused by those stinky men, and finally gave birth to me." Mo Xi recalled a long time ago.

Lu Yao looked at him and felt that he was telling someone else's story.

"My mother loves me and hates me. Loves because I'm always her child. Hates because I'm a disgrace to her all her life. When she sees me, she remembers how those stinky men trampled on her. "

"The biggest wish in my life is to take my mother out of the brothel and live in a place where no one will bother you, but then..." Mo Xi paused and did not continue.

"What happened later?" Lu Yao's curiosity was ignited, and he suddenly wanted to know what happened and what made Mo Xi his companion.

Funeral goods.

"I can't remember, I'll tell you when I remember." Mo Xi turned around and smiled at Lu Yao. His smile was still innocent, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Okay." Lu Yao was a little disappointed. He looked at the rising moon, and at Mo Xi, who was as white as snow, "Let's go home, it's getting late."

Lu Yao carried a cane and held Mo Xi's cold hand, walking towards home.

The wind on the road is warm, intertwined with the coldness from the hand.

Lu Yao has been robbing graves with his grandfather since he was sensible, and the people who deal with him the most are either dead people or skeletons.

Therefore, it is the first time that I really hold a friend's hand like this.

If Mo Xi was a girl, he would probably have a strong desire to protect.

Thinking of this, Lu Yao couldn't help taking a peek at Mo Xi.

Mo Xi's senses seemed to be very sensitive, he sensed that Lu Yao was looking at him,

He also turned to look at him.

The moment the eyes met, a surge of boiling blood seemed to break through Lu Yao's head,

Lu Yao hurriedly turned his gaze to avoid the harmless eyes of humans and animals.

Something's wrong, the man's heartbeat is blushing!

Lu Yao muttered in his heart, and couldn't help speeding up his pace.