Zombie Contract: After the doomsday crisis, the strongest zombie is born

But how could ordinary people have ever seen such a thing as a zombie?

Those who have seen it probably ended up being killed and drinking blood.

"there is only one truth!"

"I saw several bloody holes on my cousin's neck, he must have been shot!"

"I will send people to seal off the town, and only people can enter but not leave. If we check every household, we will eventually catch the murderer!"

Awei made a direct judgment on the matter, and ordered the subordinate in the security team to seal off the town.

Master Ren died, and Ren Tingting was the only one left in the entire Ren family.

At this time, Awei naturally had to hurry up and perform well, maybe he could get both the person and the money by accident.

"Wait!"

"These blood holes were not caused by bullets!"

"It's a zombie!"

Uncle Jiu stopped A Wei who was about to leave.

"Zombies?"

"Are they really zombies? Uncle Jiu.

Several old men from the township office in the town asked.

The older people get, the more they believe in ghosts and gods.

Uncle Jiu could settle down in this town, thanks to these old country gentlemen who always respected him.

"Here, here, there are marks made by sharp nails"

"And here, and here, it's caused by teeth"

"Therefore, I infer that it must be a zombie that killed Master Ren. Master Ren was bitten by a zombie, and he may turn into a corpse soon. He must be cremated with litchi wood immediately!"

Uncle Jiu pointed to the bloody hole on Master Ren's neck with his finger and said in a deep voice

"Zombies?"

"Hoo! Where did these zombies come from?"

"I see, the person who killed my uncle is you!"

"And this is your murder weapon!"

Awei sneered and grabbed Uncle Jiu's left hand.

The little finger of his left hand habitually kept a longer nail than normal people.

Uncle Jiu wanted to curse speechlessly.

He thought to himself, is this like shooting himself in the foot?

The Awei in front of him was determined to throw this dirty water on him.

What else can be said to this kind of idiot?

The old gentry didn't speak at this time.

They didn't know who to believe, and they all chose silence for a while.

"Come, take Uncle Jiu to the prison. I want to interrogate him personally!"

Ah Wei shouted

"Master Ren was clearly bitten to death by zombies, why are you accusing our master?"

Qiu Sheng stood in front of Uncle Jiu and asked Ah Wei loudly

"Just because I'm the town's security captain!"

"The truth will be known after I interrogate him."

"If you keep making noise, I will lock you up too."

Ah Wei narrowed his eyes and said coldly

"Qiu Sheng……"

"Don't be impulsive! You and Wencai should go back to the charity cemetery as soon as possible. I suspect that the zombie that bit Mr. Ren to death was actually Old Master Ren!"

Uncle Jiu stopped the impulsive Qiu Sheng. There were still many things that needed to be arranged for the two apprentices to do, so they naturally couldn't be allowed to be captured by Awei together."You have been mumbling for so long, and you should have explained all your wills. Don't say that I am unkind!"

"Come, take Uncle Jiu back! By the way, take my cousin's husband's body back to the interrogation room as well."

Ah Wei shouted sternly, looking very impressive for a moment.

Several subordinates stepped forward to arrest Uncle Jiu, who did not resist.

However, before leaving, Uncle Jiu instructed his two apprentices Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai:

"Qiu Sheng, come to see me tonight and bring chicken blood, yellow talismans, and sticky rice. Master Ren was bitten to death by zombies, and he may also become a zombie tonight."

"Wencai, you will stay at Ren's mansion at night and be responsible for protecting Miss Ren. Remember, hold your breath to temporarily prevent the zombies from finding you.""besides……"

"Well, forget it, let's do it this way!"

Uncle Jiu originally wanted his two apprentices to find the fortune teller who helped Ren Ting to tell fortunes, and test whether all these troubles were related to him.

But thinking of the two apprentices' usual unreliable appearance, he thought about it and gave up.

Don't let the test fail and directly cause disaster.

In the evening.

The two brothers split up into two groups.

Qiu Sheng carried a package and went to the interrogation office of the public security team.

In the package were the chicken blood and yellow talismans that Uncle Jiu had asked him to prepare earlier. And Wencai, carrying a long bamboo tube that he had specially prepared, went to Ren's house in a good mood.

Being able to stay with Ren Tingting for a whole night is really a dream job.

When passing by East Street.

A square table and a figure in black blocked Wencai's way.

Wencai looked at the young man in front of him in surprise, and after thinking about it, he decided to take a detour.

He was not very curious about the strange young man in front of him, and he couldn't wait to get to Ren Tingting's side.

"Your forehead is dark, there may be a disaster tonight."

When Wencai passed by, Luo Yuan suddenly spoke softly.

"Is this... true or not?"

Wencai was stunned.

As a Taoist, he naturally believed in these fortune-telling techniques.

Moreover, the fortune that this young man told Ren Tingting a few days ago, hasn't it all happened now?

"Then... is there any way to save it?"

Wencai turned back to the square table and asked nervously.

As he spoke, he took out a few copper coins from his pocket and placed them on the square table.

"Take it with you, and you will have no worries tonight."

A yellow talisman appeared out of thin air in Luo Yuan's hand.

On the yellow talisman, there was a faint golden light flashing, and even the talented people with low Taoism could feel the extraordinaryness of this yellow talisman.

"Thanks...

""Uh!"

Wencai took the yellow talisman, looked at it carefully in his hand, and the more he looked at it, the happier he was.

He knew that he had found a treasure.

He opened his mouth and was about to say thank you.

But in front of him, there was no trace of the mysterious young man.

Even the square table and the flag hanging on the side seemed to have never existed.

Shaking his head, he shook off the complicated thoughts in his mind.

Right now, it is more important to get to the Ren Mansion as soon as possible.

The lobby of the Ren family was filled with wreaths and paper figures.

Last night, Master Ren died at home. According to the customs of the town, Ren Tingting, as a close relative, needed to stay in front of the mourning hall until Master Ren's first seven days passed.

It was almost dawn.

Ren Tingting and several maids were still kneeling in front of the mourning hall

, burning paper money. Wencai waited in the lobby all night with the bamboo tube he had prepared earlier on his back. He was highly concentrated and couldn't help yawning.

"Hey! You haven't slept all night, why don't you go back to sleep first."

Ren Tingting suddenly said

"No, if I leave, who will protect you?"

Wencai patted his weak chest and said loudly.

"Then you don't have to carry a bamboo tube and walk around here, it's so tiring!"

Ren Tingting said doubtfully

"Don't underestimate this magic weapon of mine. I made it specially and carefully. You will know when the zombies come."

Wencai patted the bamboo tube on his back and said proudly.

He stepped out of the yard and looked at the sky.

In the distance, the sky was already showing white.

"It's almost dawn, the zombies won't come!"

He shook his head and walked back to sit next to Ren Tingting.

He felt regretful that the zombies didn't come.

In dramas, heroes often save beauties. Isn't the final reward of beauties always"giving themselves to him"?

He was still thinking about performing well in front of Ren Tingting.