The number of corpses throughout the aisles, corridors, and halls continues to increase.
Their exposed skin has turned dark purple in patches. They rushed to leave this unique villa before they were alive. Whether they were lost to others or lost to time, they have now turned into stiff corpses.
The fear in the hearts of living people is like blowing up a balloon, expanding and expanding every minute.
Everyone pulls out their own red books to determine the absolute safe zone.
The baby in the nursery didn't know what was happening. He didn't have a caress or a pacifier. He raised his two arms as white as grease and grabbed the air while crying.
Qiu Yali had already run out, but there were too many people, so she had the foresight to come to the unattended nursery.
The sound of the baby crying made her restless, so she slapped the baby's pink cheek, leaving a few finger prints.
The crying became louder and louder.
Qiu Yali unceremoniously covered the mouths of the two children. Even though their faces were turning blue, they just covered them with cotton quilts and continued to cover them to death.
"Don't blame me for being cruel, you will die here sooner or later anyway."
Qiu Yali would never admit that one of the children was born to her. She believed that all this was just a nightmare, and she woke up from the dream when she returned alive.
All the unbearable things before were just bullshit.
There was no noise, and Qiu Yali felt much more comfortable. The strong winds and waves she had experienced before had made her more or less immune to all fears. The most important thing was to stay awake and walk out of the villa safely.
Just as she was about to leave, the doorknob turned by itself.
Wu Siran sneaked in and sat on the stool next to the baby's cradle to rest.
Qiu Yali opened the curtains and approached Wu Siran, grabbed his neck from behind, "You brought him to the door yourself."
Wu Siran still didn't know who it was, so he tremblingly begged for mercy, "If you have something to say, please tell me, but don't do anything."
Qiu Yali was about to strike harshly, but Wu Siran bit the back of her hand and refused to let go.
"Hiss!" Qiu Yali made a sound, pinched her withdrawn right hand, and said to Wu Siran with a sideways glance: "You should know why I want to kill you!"
Wu Siran knew.
This is not the first time that the two have "played against each other". Wu Siran knows that Qiu Yali is more powerful than Liu Mianyu. If they really fight, it is still unknown who will lose and who will win.
Furthermore, he believed that unlike Ding Zhen, he could deal with women without resorting to force.
Then he knelt down on his knees, holding Qiu Yali's hand and trying to persuade him:
"It is reasonable for you to hate me and want to kill me. As a man, I must be responsible for you.
However, now is not the time, there are dangers outside, and I saw many people being eaten by the undead with my own eyes."
Qiu Yali looked at the shape of his mouth and seemed to be chattering endlessly. She became angry and slapped him a few times, sparing his life for the time being.
"You, go explore the road to show your sincerity."
Wu Siran took a breath and bravely walked in front of Qiu Yali to open the door. As soon as he stepped out with his front foot, one leg stood in front of the two of them.
Its body is still one foot away, its facial features are misaligned, its expression is stiff and distorted, its head and upper body seem to have just been assembled, and the connection is not perfect, with a slight feeling of falling off.
Wu Siran immediately closed the door and pushed Qiu Yali to find the window.
"The floor is not high, so grab the curtain and hide first."
The door was banged.
Qiu Yali didn't think of any better way, so she quickly followed the instructions.
Wu Siran climbed up to another window, grabbed the curtain, and stayed close to the crack in the wall without moving.
The undead smashed the door and walked in on sawdust. His big eyes were full of novelty and hunting. His walking posture swayed and made a creaking sound.
After searching around, it stopped next to the baby's cradle. The pale hand bones lifted up the small floral quilt. It saw two babies with dark purple faces, with dry eyes showing surprise. They hunched over and used their temperatureless jaws.
The bones touch the soft skin that has become hypothermic.
After being stunned for a few seconds, it carefully covered the two babies with quilts, then turned around and continued to search for the breath of living people.
At this time, Qiu Yali suddenly jumped down from the window sill and violently pulled the curtain held by Wu Siran, deliberately attracting the attention of the undead.
The undead breathed black mist, murmured sinister whispers, and moved with hatred, chasing Wu Siran all the way.
Qiu Yali took the opportunity to escape from the nursery, went straight to the stairs, stepped on the body and went downstairs to the backyard.
The strange thing is that she did not find her own newsstand.
"Qiu Yali, is that you?"
Qiu Yali listened to Ding Zhen's voice and found the person, and found him lying on the fine sand holding his left arm. When he got up, he could see injuries all over his body through the moonlight.
"Our absolute safe zone is gone!" Ding Zhen clenched her fists and spat out bitterly from between her teeth, "I really underestimated that Yu Niao, it almost cost me my life!"
Qiu Yali didn't know what happened and wasn't curious, so she helped Ding Zhen to kick the door of the piano room.
Liu Yanyu's heart tightened.
When she was hiding from the undead, the door was already in danger. Seeing that Qiu Yali was about to push the door open, she decided to be a favor.
"Why are you?"
Liu Yanyu pretended to have just recognized the two of them, and expressed her alertness, suspicion, and fear to the fullest. Ding and Qiu believed it and spoke in a polite tone.
"See for yourselves, the door of my house won't last long."
Qiu Yali looked at her carefully and realized that she was not an alarmist. She turned her head and told Liu Yanyu to shut up if she didn't want to die.
Even if it's only for a minute, there's no need to hide and die accidentally.
At this time, Wu Siran ran to the second floor and found that the other undead were scattered and moving. It was useless to continue running. He looked at the corpses at his feet and had no choice but to lie down under them and pretend to be the same kind.
Wait for the right moment.
The undead are not all looking for living people to relieve their boredom and devour them to make up for the void. Some of them are just looking for their own names, to break the curse that imprisoned them, and to leave here.
Find a paradise where your soul can rest.
The remaining notebooks are on Shang Yu's body, and their manifested "hands" can touch everything except the notebooks with their names engraved on them.
Unless the book falls into pieces like before.
They automatically became two factions as early as the beginning, seeking names and revenge alliance.
The name-seeking team wandered around the villa resentfully like headless flies.
He stepped on Wu Siran's "corpse" back and forth, chanting his name over and over again.
Wu Siran was desperate. If this continued, he would be suffocated to death sooner or later.
In order to be able to leave, he carried a male body and moved inch by inch toward the location with doors and windows.
Suddenly, Yu Niao and Shang appeared side by side at the other end of the aisle. The latter raised the remaining notebook and said, "I have what you need."
The undead all turned their heads to stare at the book, and appeared in groups in front of Shang and Yu.
"Before we get it, you must escort us to two places safely."
The memory map in Yu Niao's mind told her that the cafe and the women's restroom were in the countryside outside the villa.