Salted Fish Zombie [Unlimited]

Su Xiangsheng once again felt that terror from the child.

Last time in the villa, when Ning Su asked him to touch the child, the horror of being stared at by the child made him go crazy.

Even now the child is not staring at him.

Su Xiangsheng glanced at Zhu Shuangshuang subconsciously, and saw that she was stroking her chest and having difficulty breathing.

Su Xiangsheng stood in front of her calmly, looking at the child standing quietly.

Under the blood moon, there was no shadow of the scarred male bride.

The kid has it, but he's only half.

That half of a small shadow sticks to the ground strangely, connecting with his little feet.

The hand of the man with the scar holding the knife trembled a little, and he felt like he was in Xitang again.

When he was in Xitang, he didn't want to kneel at all, but he knelt on the ground when his legs softened because of something. It was a kind of natural oppression, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't resist it.

He saw the child's face, and the only hand left, covered with black lines, getting deeper and denser.

The lines crawled around his black eye sockets, which looked like cracks against the white-gray complexion, and the eye sockets without eyeballs seemed to be cracking.

At the same time, cracks appeared on the ground, and the ground in the village began to tremble.

The wailing in the villa not far away suddenly increased, and the real howling of ghosts and wolves resounded in Huaiyang Village.

Shouts of excitement or pain flowed into the night sky, accompanied by the sound of doors being knocked open.

It was lively and out of control again.

The man with the scar didn't understand how it came to be like this when he just put a knife on the neck of a pig in the arms of a child.

Before he had time to react, the dark-striped ghost kid opened his purple mouth into a circle and roared at him in stiff slow motion.

The sound wave of that sound was as real as it was, and instantly rushed the scarred man tens of meters away, shattering all the matter in his body, and the shattered phantom fell to the grass, startling a green firefly.

The four people behind the child listened to the vibration in Huaiyang Village and watched all this in shock.

Chen Tian gritted his teeth to stop trembling, "He, can't he be the ghost master?"

They mentioned this child to him before, and at that time he said that he should pay attention to this child, but there were too many things, and he didn't see this child again later, so he temporarily forgot.

Hearing what he said, Chen Qing was silent for two seconds.

When he was at the slaughterhouse with Ning Su at night, Ning Su asked the child if he was the master of the ghost, and she also thought that Ning Su went to the doctor in a hurry.

Who would have thought that this child would be so terrifying.

"Ning Su asked him, but he doesn't seem to be." Chen Qing added, "No, the kid didn't say he wasn't, and we didn't expect him to be so scary back then."

The child swept away the people who were in the way, and continued to run without a second holding the pig.

As soon as Chen Qing finished speaking, they were still in shock. The child fell to the ground with a "crack" just after running a few steps.

"..."

Zhu Shuangshuang: "Don't be stunned, a lot of ghosts are coming out, let's go!"

The four caught up with the child within a few steps.

Su Xiangsheng's child had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He looked very pitiful, so he gritted his teeth and picked him up.

The ghost kid didn't want to hand over the little pig to others, so he ran a few steps with his short legs and fell, how long was he going to run.

Su Xiangsheng felt that the big and the small were really similar.

The big one looked like a lazy beauty, and tore off the soul lock rope of the black robe with a single move.

The little one is dumb and dumb, he can fall down when he runs, and shakes when he roars.

One blood vessel is black, and one has black lines on his face.

This is... what kind of monsters!

It took Su Xiangsheng several seconds before he dared to look at the child. The moment he picked up the child, he was actually sweating from nervousness, for fear that the child would yell at him to pieces.

Fortunately, the child stayed quietly in his arms, holding the pig without moving.

Maybe it was because that night, Ning Su had touched the child's face by pulling his wrist.

Seeing that the black lines on the child's body began to fade, Su Xiangsheng heaved a sigh of relief.

The four of them rushed to the villa, and many villa doors were knocked open by ghosts along the way, chasing them madly, with angry roars or weird laughter.

Although they knew Huaiyang Village were ghosts during the day, being chased wildly during the day and night was completely incomparable.

"Why are they chasing us? Is it because of the ghost child?" Chen Qing asked while running, "Why do they want the ghost child?"

The team running behind them was getting bigger and bigger. Under the blood moon, a group of ghosts with strange shapes, complete or incomplete stepped on their shadows and chased them closely.

"Don't worry about them, run to the villa!" Chen Tian shouted to the three of them: "The villa is safe!"

Zhu Shuangshuang ran desperately.

Su Xiangsheng was holding the child and the piglet. He was in good physical condition, and his speed was comparable to that of Zhu Shuangshuang.

The four of them were chased by a group of ghosts for most of the street under the blood moon, before they rushed through the door when they were caught by ghosts.

Those ghosts had some scruples about this villa, and didn't smash the door or climb the wall to get in.

The four of them were paralyzed, leaning against the door and gasping for breath.

The gate was facing the front yard, and the bloody sky climbed up the wall of the front yard, almost connecting with the blood moon in the night sky.

The dark green and red vines look thick black from a distance, and the black abyss supports strange blood flowers.

And the bride in the red wedding dress was sitting there, silently, motionless, like a blood-red stone sculpture, covered with a hazy black background.

Only then did the four of them realize that they had seen the bride three times, and she hadn't moved a single word three times.

Huaiyang Village changed from the boiling noise to the desolate silence in an instant.

It was so quiet that people felt flustered and chilled.

A gust of night wind blew, and the corner of the bride's red hijab was rolled up, revealing only a touch of darkness.

A strong smell of blood and a faint smell of carrion passed through the tip of his nose.

Chen Qing swallowed, and asked in a low voice, "What, what shall we do?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the silk scarf around her neck was suddenly pulled away by a soft and beautiful hand.

Chen Qing ran wildly all the way, exhausted both mentally and physically, and unguarded to the people around her, the silk scarf was easily dragged away by Zhu Shuangshuang, who had planned long ago.

"Sister Chen Qing, let me borrow your silk scarf."

When Zhu Shuangshuang said this, they could no longer see her, and they could only confirm her approximate location based on the blurred voice.

"Shuangshuang, don't be impulsive!" Chen Qing said to her with a suppressed voice: "The last time Ning Su and I hid under the silk scarf, the butcher could have noticed that if she were the ghost master, the silk scarf would be useless at all!"

"However, she is very stiff." Zhu Shuangshuang said, "Besides, we have no time at all, and we have no choice."

When Zhu Shuangshuang said this, her voice became farther and farther away.

It was the words that Chen Tian and Chen Qing couldn't understand.

"Last time I didn't touch the face of the door driver lady, this time I should lift the bride's red hijab."

There was a pair of small white shoes at the door, and the girl's delicate feet stepped on the bluestone board, making no sound at all.

I am most afraid of the night wind at this time, and the black and green leaves in the yard are swaying in the wind.

On the ground, the yellow-green soft and slender grass blades bowed in the wind.

Everything is normal.

Just suddenly, a drop of water dripped from the grass leaves.

Then, in a slow process, as she got closer and closer to the bride, more and more drops of water dripped onto the grass.

Chen Tian, ​​Chen Qing and Su Xiangsheng were nervous and were about to sweat.

At the same time, they are worried.

Especially Su Xiangsheng.

Chen Tian and Chen Qing may only think that Zhu Shuangshuang is timid and afraid, but Su Xiangsheng knows how sensitive Zhu Shuangshuang is.

Through these two days of observation, Su Xiangsheng noticed some patterns.

Zhu Shuangshuang doesn't feel uncomfortable when there is a danger, but when the danger suddenly rises.

For example, when she is sitting in a car, she will feel uncomfortable when she passes the slaughterhouse. After she adapts to the dangers there, she will feel better. When she meets the butcher who is in increasing danger, she will feel uncomfortable again, and she will not feel uncomfortable when she adapts to the butcher being around him.

She is in this ghost village, she is normal when the environment is peaceful, and she is stressed and miserable when the children show cracks.

It can be said to be a humanoid danger predictor.

She is like this at this time, it must be that this bride is extremely dangerous.

Su Xiangsheng: "Get ready, this bride is extremely dangerous, she may be the ghost master."

Chen Tian: "You two take care of the aftermath, I'll go."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a change in front of him.

Zhu Shuangshuang huddled in the silk scarf and struggled to breathe, her legs were so weak that she could no longer support her body.

She panted heavily and very softly, her trachea was hoarse and painful as if it had been sharpened by dry sand.

There was an indescribable sound in her ears, shaking her eardrums and brain like a volcanic eruption.

The brain was hit like a muddy mess, unable to think about anything.

Apart from that sound, her ears could not hear any other sounds, and the sound of the mountain cracking was faintly mixed with angry wailing.

Zhu Shuangshuang shook her head and stood up with her hands on her thighs.

She closed her eyes hard, and the boy who had been standing in front of her in her mind disappeared.

Meifeng raised her eyebrows fiercely, and she raised her hand to lift off the silk scarf on her head.

In this way, she has no way out.

No more lying under that silk scarf.

The bloody moonlight fell on the girl's pale cheeks, her long eyelashes were as wet as her sweaty hair on her forehead.

As she ran, the silk scarf on her body began to ripple from her long hair.

Wet fingers firmly grasped the corner of the red hijab, and the phalanx knuckles protruded with white arcs, and they were lifted upwards.

"who are you!"

Zhu Shuangshuang lifted up the fluffy red hijab of the bride in the red wedding dress. The red hijab moved up 5 centimeters, spun down and expanded, and covered Zhu Shuangshuang inside.

A red hijab covers two rigid bodies.

The moonlight shines through the red gauze, throwing wisps of red light into the space under the hijab.

Zhu Shuangshuang's nose rubbed against a bunch of stiff black hair, and her eyes met a pair of animal eyes soaked in blood and tears, with shattered eyeballs and eye sockets that were about to burst.

On the bride's shoulder, the black dog's head was like a demon awakened in the abyss. The hair on his face trembled, his muscles retracted upwards, and he opened his bloody mouth at her.

When Ning Su woke up, the cold hit his skin.

It was unbelievably cold.

He hasn't been this cold for a long time, and he shouldn't be so cold.

When he was a child, he didn't have a cotton-padded jacket to wear in winter, so he was alive and kicking.

Even if Ning Su opened his eyes and found himself sunk in the snow, he believed that he would not be so cold that his brain could barely think.

At the same time, his feet hurt like being cut by a knife.

He tried to move, exhausted all his strength, and pulled out a good little pig's foot from the snow.

"..."

The pig's feet are too small, ten of them are not enough for him to eat.

Ning Su was staring at his own pig's feet, thinking how many such pig's feet would be enough for him to eat, when he heard an extremely weak whimper of despair.

Ning Su followed the voice, and not far away, he saw a little friend who was stuck in the snow like him.

A small black puppy the size of a palm.

The northwest wind blew on the snow, rolling up snowflakes and falling on the little milk dog's head one after another.

Its whimpering became weaker and weaker like its breathing, and its eyelids drooped little by little.

Ning Su also felt that he was going to die from the cold.

Just as its last whimper was about to disappear, there was the creaking sound of cowhide boots stepping on the snow not far away.

A stream of white air fell on the little milk dog's head, and the gentle voice awakened the little milk dog's mind.

"Little guy, are you okay?"

The little milk dog opened his eyes tremblingly, and saw a young girl with two dimples in her smile.

The girl peeled off the snowflakes on its head with crooked eyes, instead of pulling it out of the snow directly, but pulled the snow around it, and freed its bleeding calf from the clamp.

"I guess you were caught." The girl hugged the puppy, took off her gloves, and rubbed its frozen head with her warm palm, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

Ning Su also jumped out of the snow. He looked at his intact paw, then at the girl, and chased after him all the way.

The north wind was still howling, but Ning Su felt that it was not so cold.

There was a warm heat source that covered him from the wind and snow, and gently and uninterruptedly transferred heat to his body.

However, this should be the feeling of the little puppy in the girl's arms.

Ning Su let out a "huh" and let out a piggy snort.

He followed the girl's feet, walked out of the snow in warmth and peace of mind, and came to the girl's house.

The girl lived alone in a small courtyard, and the room was very warm with a stove burning.

She treated the puppy's wounds and tied a bow on its short leg.

The little milk dog opened a pair of wet eyes and looked at her without blinking.

She rubbed the puppy's head, found a ham sausage and gave it to eat.

It was a ham sausage with far more starch content than meat, but it was unusually fragrant.

Ning Su leaned over, wanted to have a bite, but couldn't.

For the first time in his life, he couldn't eat but could feel that kind of satisfaction and happiness.

The little milk dog licked the cheap ham sausage on the girl's palm, and looked up at her after licking it.

The girl was amused by it, the shape of the eyes crescent.

In the dilapidated old wooden house, under the dim kerosene lamp, the girl gently stroked the little milk dog, "You can't find your family either? Then let's live together as companions."

The little milk dog looked at her with wide eyes, while the little pig hummed comfortably.

"Then let me give you a name. I picked you up in the snow and saw your round head. How about calling you Snowball?"

The little dog kept looking at her without making a sound. She looked at the little milk dog's black fur and smiled to herself.

Bright yellow light shone from the window of the cabin.

The cold wind that passed through the small window that night swept away "snowballs".

That night, the little milk dog had a warm and peaceful sleep, and so did Ning Su.

More than one night.

The little milk dog has a home and lives with the girl in this hut.

Its legs are healed. On sunny days, it loves to have fun in the yard. Every time it plays, it always looks back at the girl, and its tail will wag slightly.

Later, Ning Su learned from the villagers and the girl that the yard belonged to the girl's grandfather, and the girl was raised by her grandfather.

The girl didn't have time to see her grandpa for the last time, and lived here for a long time after she came back, and it was difficult for her to go out.

She sometimes goes to the school in the village as a substitute teacher, and the children like her very much, thinking that she is someone who has come out of the village and seen the world.

In fact, she is very timid.

She was afraid of the dark, especially walking at night. It was dark and quiet in front of her, as if some monster was hiding in the dark.

At this time, the little black dog will rush to the front to open the way for her.

It barks to drive away the silent "monsters" that girls fear.

While sweeping away the darkness with a big wag of his tail, he looked back at the girl. His bright and moist dog eyes always clearly reflected the girl's smile.

She is also afraid of causing trouble.

Some people in the village may have noticed this. That night, someone came to the house to steal something, and was spotted by the keen puppy.

The puppy rushed out and desperately bit the leg of the thief who sneaked into the girl's yard. The thief barked in pain while kicking the puppy's head.

The puppy was kicked many times in a row and didn't let go until the man picked up his head and smashed it on the head.

The girl's tears fell on the puppy's bloody head, "Snowball, what are you doing, just let him steal that little thing."

The little dog, who was silent no matter how it was beaten, finally whimpered. The dog's paw was placed in the girl's palm, as if admitting his mistake, telling her not to cry anymore.

But the next time someone came, it still rushed forward desperately, guarding the girl's property with bloodshed.

Time and time again, when the little pig was circling in circles, it rushed up desperately and bit all those who had ill intentions for the girl.

Everyone in the village knows that the girl's family has a vicious dog who can really guard the house.

When no one came to steal anything anymore, the palm-sized puppy grew a lot, raised its front paws, and was able to protect the girl's white skirt that was blown up by the wind.

The girl is getting married too.

She wanted to get married very much, because she longed for a family since she was a child, and longed for another relative who was connected by blood.

That year, the girl came to a remote and poor place called Huaiyang Village with a little black dog in her arms.

The girl's husband was very kind to her, and he was one of the few people with fighting spirit and promise in this remote mountainous area. He went out of the mountain village to do business hard, and built the first small villa in Huaiyang Village.

During her husband's frequent outings, the black dog still guards the girl as before.

More and more people came to live in the villa from other places and wanted to play with girls. The black dog drove away one after another viciously.

More and more people's blood was stained on its teeth, more and more wounds were on his body, and its eyes became more and more fierce.

It guards the girl well.

It's just that it doesn't understand why the girl is getting more and more haggard.

In the middle of the night, she saw the girl throwing up on the toilet until she couldn't get up, sobbing against the girl anxiously and uncomfortable.

The girl touched the black dog's ears, and a weak smile appeared on her pale face, "Don't worry, Xueqiu, I'm pregnant."

The girl's eyes were particularly bright, "Snowball, baby, I have my baby in my stomach."

The black dog stopped whimpering, looking at the girl with wet eyes like when he was a child, and gently rubbed against her stomach.

The girl hissed, "Snowball, keep it secret and give him a surprise when he comes back."

The black dog moved his head away, and that night he stayed by the girl's bedside every step of the way, sitting and standing upright all night.

It was the same during the day, uncontrollably, it would want to put its face on the girl's slightly raised belly.

The little pig in the yard stared blankly, was startled for a while, and ran to the girl quickly.

Slowly getting closer, he rubbed against the girl's white cotton and linen clothing, and with a very light touch, he left as soon as he touched it, as if he was greeting the baby inside.

Then, the little pig lowered his head.

The joyful atmosphere was gone.