The thick fog quietly arrived like the haze in the human heart, and it scattered in an instant. In less than an hour, the visibility was no more than three meters. Everything in the yard was hidden in the thick fog.

Compared with the five large tiled houses with bright lights, there is a dark gatekeeper and a particularly lonely LED light in the miserable yard.

The colors of the fog and the light are almost the same. In such a heavy fog, the soft wire lamps raised by bamboo poles sway left and right in the cold wind. The whole yard looks full of ghosts and yin energy.

No one cares whether the second old lady's eternal light has gone out. All the Mu Erye, who is said to be able to defeat the sky and the earth, were scared away, let alone them?

Even if their mother and grandmother were kissing grandmothers, these descendants did not have the courage to face the old Mrs. Song who was sitting straight in the coffin, and they did not dare to face the ghost hand that was hiding in the dark and killed countless people.

Funerals are the most cumbersome, especially in the countryside. After various rules and procedures, both the host and the guests are so tired. Especially with such a terrifying episode, everyone looks very tired.

But no one dares to sleep.

Some people were sitting on the warm kang with a pillow tilted, while others were chatting and passing the time.

Mo Ni took this opportunity to tell Song Qinghua about the news he got from Fat Biao Dao. In fact, even if he didn't say it, even though he had obtained the survival time he contributed twice in a row from Fat Biao Dao again, although Song Qinghua didn't know who it was, he could guess that this must be her temporary baby son who had cheated the man and died in the pigpen.

I don’t know if he belongs to the federal side. Song Qinghua is now making friends with Mo Jian, a calm and relaxed partner.

The old grandmother is old and has fallen asleep long ago with Song Qinghua's down jacket on her body.

Sitting next to them, the mother and son were talking in a low voice. To others, they looked like they were filial and filial. If they knew what they were talking about, they would be afraid to be scared to death.

Song Qinghua was about to find out Mo Yan's voice, but before he could ask, two extremely terrifying howls rang out in the yard at the same time.

Song Qingfu's cheeks drooped up and down, and his cheeks were so scared that he thrust. Mr. Mu had already run away. There were only five corpses in their yard, but no one was living!

Those who were talking in groups of three or three stopped talking, staring at the yard stupidly. Those who were napping around were scared by the throat, and everyone looked at the yard.

The LED lights were still shaking slowly in the cold wind, and the white and miserable light had almost no effect at all, and nothing could be seen in the yard.

"Ah, it's a zombie, help!"

"Come on, you're zombie!"

Two shouts that were not like human voices rang out at the same time? Everyone in the room looked at each other in a daze.

Song Hai's wife's legs kept shaking?        The cotton pants soon showed a large area of ​​suspicious wetness, and after being heated by the kang?                                                                                                   

She grabbed Song Hai's hand tightly: "Don't...don't go out? I...I...I..."

Song Hai was so scared that she was peeing in front of everyone and couldn't help but get angry, but she thought that her wife was always as timid as a mouse? She didn't dare to go to Maolou alone when it was dark at night. She patted her shoulder patiently? She said softly, "Don't be afraid."

If Uncle Fifth wants to go out? Then he has to go out too. There is also grandma's body outside. Although the funeral was handled by Uncle Fifth, grandma belongs to everyone? Uncle Fifth cannot be asked to carry it alone if something happens.

Song Hai turned around and said to Song Qinghua next to him: "Third aunt? You and Kaizi help me take care of my wife later. She is timid. I will go out and take a look."

But before they could go out, two figures in the thick fog had already stumbled and rushed up the house, and the two of them were fighting while running.

Soon the door was shot from outside and the sound of a "bang" sound. Song Qingfu's footsteps, which had been walking out, suddenly stopped in the air? It seemed that someone had a hole in it.

If you hear it right, in the voices of a man and a woman? There is a mother, Mrs. Song, who comes from her own mother!

It was not only Song Qingfu who could hear it, but also the sisters of the eldest Song Qingrui and the second old lady Song, Mo's temporary grandmother and the descendants of the Song family.

"Is it good? Open the door quickly, open the door, it's a zombie outside!"

The old lady shouted Song Qingfu's nickname? She kept shouting.

Song Qingfu quietly opened the curtain and looked at the main hall. He saw a big white face wearing makeup lying on the glass window and shouting anxiously.

Many people in the room were so scared that they shrank into a ball? Your old man ran here to call us, isn’t it just a zombie?

Song Qingrui, the eldest son of the second old lady, weakened his knees and knelt down directly through the door.

"Mom, we don't want this happening. I know that you were actually angry to death by Dafeng. You are unwilling to accept it, but no matter how unwilling you, it's still strange to humans and ghosts. My son is wrong, my son is really wrong. I shouldn't have sent you back to Qingfu when you are still sick..."

When the eldest daughter-in-law inside heard her man talking in front of everyone, she screamed and said, "I promised to send it back for three months, don't you agree? Now if something happens, you will stuff all the shit on my head..."

Song Hai did not expect that the grandmother, who had always been strong, suddenly died. She had other inside stories, and her face suddenly became no worse than the one who was lying on the window outside.

The room was talking about these trivial matters, and the window on the other side was also photographed.

"Help, let me in quickly!"

"Zhang...Zhang stutter?"

Everyone was stunned.

Two dead people were cheating zombies together, and they were scared to each other. What was going on? As a similar person, they cheated zombies at the same time, shouldn't you have a more common language, right?

"He is the zombie. I'm not dead, I'm not dead!" Old Mrs. Song Er looked frightened and was so anxious that she was about to crawl in through the window. An old face pressed against the glass window looked very terrifying.

The thick fog outside was rolling like something was stirring up in the yard. Two dead people on the window in front of the main hall were eager to enter the room.

Song Qingfu suddenly felt blessed and asked, "You two turn your eyes!"

I heard that the eyes of the corpse are straight and cannot rotate. If you want to see other directions, it will change the entire head.

Through the window, the two of them began to turn their eyes around to prove their innocence. In order to win the trust of the people in the house as soon as possible, they simply did everything their eyes could do, especially when Mrs. Song Er saw Mo Wu walking out of the house, she flew two charming eyes directly at him.

Mo Yan suddenly became messy in the wind.
Chapter completed!