The zombie is getting closer and closer. It is a white zombie. Under the bright silver moon, the face of the zombie that looks like it has been smeared with flour becomes more and more terrifying.
He had no left arm, and there were many scars on his body. His skin was torn and turned into a black patch, showing the white bones. He stumbled and ran towards Xiu'er and the others. Seeing that they were human beings, he habitually stretched out his five sharp claws.
The roar was painful and pale...
"Mom, it's a zombie!" Zhu Qiqi screamed in fright. This was the first time she had seen a zombie. Except for An Yueze's sleeping zombie, she had never thought that zombies could be so ugly with skinny cheeks.
Dry, the two eyeballs were empty and lifeless, one of them even lost its eyeball...
When Zhu Qiqi called her, Xiu'er came back to her senses, but the zombie was already in front of her. It was only a short distance away. It was too late. At that moment, she pushed Zhu Qiqi and turned sideways. The zombie's sharp five claws had already brushed against her chest.
Xiu'er raised his hand, and a corpse-suppressing talisman was pasted on the zombie's forehead. The zombie seemed to have tapped a hole, and kept the attack motion motionless. The crowd quickly caught up with him, and without saying a word, he hit the zombie with sticks, hoes and shovels.
Amid the noise and chaos, Xiu'er heard the drowned screams and the sound of broken bones.
The sound of intensive beatings, like a ruthless hammer, kept hitting her heart. Xiuer's chest was so depressed that she couldn't breathe.
By the time the Taoist priest asked the people to calm down, the zombie had been beaten to pieces. The sharp-eyed Taoist priest found yellow paper talisman fragments around the corpse. He picked up a few pieces and pieced them together to see that they were Zhang Zhizhen Talisman.
"Master Wang, how should we dispose of this body?" the villager asked.
"Must be burned"
As soon as he finished speaking, a quick-handed villager threw a torch on the corpse. The corpse caught fire, and the smell of burnt rot filled the air. Everyone covered their noses and quickly dispersed.
The Taoist priest walked towards Xiu'er and raised the broken rune in his hand, "I didn't expect that the girl is so young, but she is a member of the same Taoist class."
"The Taoist Master misunderstood. I came to the Taoist temple to ask for this rune for self-defense. I didn't expect it to come in handy."
"What runes?" Zhu Qiqi, who was squatting in the corner and vomiting, came over and learned that it was Xiu'er who used the corpse-suppressing charms to suppress the zombies. She couldn't help but be surprised and said: "So you still have a hand left. Fortunately, otherwise I would have died today.
"Being eaten by zombies" Grandma, it's so dangerous. If Xiu'er hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been caught in five bloody holes and vomited. It turns out that zombies are so disgusting, but handsome guy An is also a zombie. Why is he so handsome?
Woolen cloth
"Shunzi...Shunzi..." From the other end of the street, two more women came over, one old and one young. Seeing that the zombies on the ground had been turned into ashes, they cried so hard on the spot that they beat their chests and beat their feet, "Why did you die like this?"
It’s miserable…”
Some villagers walked over and comforted them. The leader was an elder who was about sixty years old. The voice should be that of the village chief Xiu'er, who vaguely knew from crying and talking that the zombie just now was a man named Shunzi.
He died of an inexplicable disease. It seemed that the location and timing of the burial were not good. The corpse focused the resentment of the world and turned into a white-haired zombie. The white-haired zombie crawled out of the grave and began to harm the villagers, so the villagers invited Wei Dao.
People, everyone worked together to clean up the white-haired zombies
Regarding zombies, Xiu'er's feelings are unclear. She hates zombies deeply. If it weren't for the existence of zombies, her family would not be destroyed. With indelible hatred in her heart, she did not hesitate to take action just now. She could hear their heartbroken cries.
The painful memories of three years ago kept coming to her mind, and she was afraid that one day her third brother would also be beaten to death and burned...
With complicated thoughts, Xiu'er walked in the dark, silent street, feeling as uncomfortable as a heavy stone. As expected, Zhu Qiqi had just returned to the Zhu family, and what was waiting for her was the Zhu family's strict family rules.
The fight during the day had spread widely in Zhujia Town. The ancestor was so angry that he fainted. When he woke up, he was crying all over his face. But Zhu Yongtai refused to let go of this opportunity and took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.
I want my sister to restrain herself and stop ruining his good deeds.
The master will never make mistakes, and the one who makes mistakes is always the servant Xiu'er. She was dragged to the ancestral hall, beaten twenty times, and her butt was bruised. Zhu Qiqi was held tightly by the servants. Seeing that Xiu'er was beaten to the point of dying, she
Crying like a tearful person, he kept admitting his mistake to his ancestors
The ancestor has spoken, and Xiu'er has betrayed his master and will be imprisoned for three days from now on, and then sent to the backyard to work as a laundry girl. Zhu Qiqi knows that all this is Zhu Tousan's idea, so he uses a trick to get Xiu'er away from him, which is convenient.
do whatever you want
Xiu'er was thrown into the woodshed. Zhu Qiqi knelt in the ancestor's room for a whole night. Finally, the ancestor breathed a sigh of relief and did not move Xiu'er away from her. However, the three-day confinement was unavoidable no matter what.
Zhu Qiqi took some medicine and food. Unexpectedly, the servant guarding the woodshed said that her ancestors had something to say and would not allow anyone to visit. Zhu Qiqi was so angry that she wanted to beat him on the spot, but she still endured it. Beating Zhu Shisan made her understand a truth.
, her ancestors were human beings, and she was reluctant to use family laws to punish herself, so she asked the maid to say instead that as long as she made a mistake, Xiu'er would be punished. She resisted the urge to beat people and secretly stuffed the servants.
After spending some money, I managed to get by.
Looking at the dying Xiu'er sleeping on the straw, Zhu Qiqi's eyes turned red. It was obviously her fault, but Xiu'er remained tepid and docile. Instead of blaming herself, she endured the pain and comforted herself.
Zhu Qiqi felt quite guilty, and her temper had calmed down a lot. She applied medicine to Xiu'er with wet eyes, and served her delicious food every day.
After being locked up in the woodshed for three days, Xiu'er moved her position, and at Zhu Qiqi's constant request, in order to reduce her master's self-blame, she made a request to buy some books for her to entertain herself. I don't know what trick Zhu Qiqi used to actually give her.
I bought a few ancient books about zombies, about Hades and rune painting techniques.
During the three years in the Zhu family, Xiu'er also collected information about zombies. The corpse-suppressing talisman affixed to the forehead of the broken-arm zombie that night was actually a Taoist corpse-suppressing talisman she drew herself. There are many types of corpse-suppressing talismans, including milder ones and exorcism
, and quick corpse killing, etc. Generally, cinnabar is used to draw on yellow paper, but the runes are too weird, and the painting methods of each school are different. Without special guidance, it is difficult to draw the embroidery correctly according to the painting method of Meishan Taoist.
I figured it out when I had free time. I did this for three years and finally succeeded. However, the cinnabar and yellow paper were quite expensive for her. She usually used branches to draw on the ground. She didn’t dare to buy some cinnabar until the drawing was accurate.
Follow yellow paper to avoid waste
Xiu'er was lying on the bed recovering from her injuries. Zhu Qiqi almost didn't let her go to the ground. Occasionally when she was bored, she would learn to draw runes from Xiu'er, but she was impatient and would give up halfway. Anyway, when it comes to this kind of thing, Xiu'er is here and she is not afraid.
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After staying in bed for half a month, Xiu'er's injury was finally healed. Zhu Qiqi gave her a golden hairpin, saying that she was loyal and protective last time, so Xiu'er didn't have the means to become her sister.
He was brave, but couldn't overcome Zhu Qiqi's stubbornness and was forced to become a sworn sworn brother.
After the sworn vows, Zhu Qiqi announced in a high-profile manner that Xiu'er was her adopted sister. It was obvious that she had killed off the third sister of the Zhu family first and then put her together. Anyway, I have already made a sworn vows. Regardless of whether you agree or not, there is also the pig-headed three, since it is Xiu'er. My son is a adopted sister, so you’d better stop being so immoral and go outside if you want to play with women.
Xiu'er knew Zhu Qiqi's good intentions, so she didn't worry about the sworn sworn relationship anymore. Instead, the Zhu family members were talking privately, saying that Xiu'er was good at flattering, and even worse, that in order to please her master, Xiu'er would sacrifice herself and talk to her master. Grinding mirrors is really shameless. You will do whatever it takes to get a higher position!
Rumors are flying all over the sky, and they have naturally reached Xiu'er's ears. It's just that she is indifferent by nature, and she doesn't like to argue with others about her life and work, but she wants to have a clear conscience.
After sworn sworn vows, Xiu'er's third brother was naturally Zhu Qiqi's third brother. During this period when she was going to meet her third brother with a flag, Zhu Qiqi pretended to be obedient in front of her ancestors, and vowed to express her sincerity. She likes men and only treats Xiu'er as a master and servant. In order to prove that what she said is true, she also followed the wishes of her ancestors and hid in the back hall to secretly meet the eldest son of the Shao family who came to propose marriage in person. In front of her ancestors, she He praised the handsome Mr. Shao very much and said that he would get along first and let's see. If Mr. Shao is really good to me, the marriage can be discussed.
My ancestor only has one granddaughter, and she treats her as the apple of his eye. She also has a private wish to keep her for two more years, unless the man is really good to Qiqi, and Qiqi also has feelings for him. My ancestor is the victim of the matchmaker's words ordered by her parents. People, of course, don’t want to impose this feeling on their granddaughter, otherwise she wouldn’t turn a blind eye to Zhu Qiqi’s constant marriage troubles.
Thanks to Zhu Qiqi's good behavior, she has a lot more freedom in terms of access. Xiu'er thought about going to Meishan to see her third brother tomorrow. She was so happy that she couldn't sleep. The last time she went to see her third brother, his shoes seemed to be broken. He stayed in the room every day. , how can the shoes be broken?
Xiu'er didn't think much about it. She wanted to make a pair of shoes for her third brother, but it was too late. Thinking that Zhu Qiqi had given her some broken silver, she left Zhu's house in the dark through the back door and wanted to buy a pair of shoes at the shoe store.
The dusk was already deep and the street was quiet. Xiuer searched for a long time in several shoe shops, all of which were closed. Finally, she found a shop that was about to close. After a long time of talking, the boss finally agreed to let her choose a pair of shoes.
After choosing the shoes and paying the bill, Xiu'er walked to Zhu's house.
The moonlight was bright and shining, shining faintly on the ground, pulling the lonely figure so that Lao Changxiu'er stared at the shadow on the floor and stepped forward step by step. She had recently been thinking about becoming an apprentice, but she didn't know if her family would accept female apprentices. Zhu Qiqi was right. She could save money by working at Zhu's house every month, but all the money was donated to Meishan Taoist priests. However, she could only see her third brother every few months. In just a few decades of life, She wanted to do more for the third brother and improve his cultivation. Even if she was no longer alive by then, she wouldn't have to worry about him being beaten to death by the defenders.
As long as it was beneficial to the third brother, she had to give it a try. But before that, Xiu'er touched the golden hairpin hidden in her sleeve. She should be able to exchange it for money. It was Zhu Qiqi's wish to pay for the corpse maintenance fee for several years. Going to live up to it
The Zhu family should no longer stay in the Zhu family for a long time. Although she is now Zhu Qiqi's nominal sister, Zhu Yongtai has come to see her frequently recently. Even his ancestors have tested her several times. Fortunately, Zhu Qiqi's cover allowed him to get through safely.
Even though she was engaged many years ago, she will never get married again in her life. Haha, is this considered a broken marriage? Three years have passed, and I wonder if he is doing well in the village. Are they still laughing at him?
God always plays tricks on people. If he hadn't fallen from the tree and became a fool with his extraordinary intelligence, he would have had a bright career and prosperous career.
Well, what has happened cannot be changed, so why should she care about Ying Lianshang?
A burst of rapid and steady footsteps came from behind, and Xiu'er felt a knot in her heart. Could she have encountered a thief or something in the middle of the night?
Miserable, she had a golden hairpin on her body. Xiu'er hugged the shoes tightly in her arms, took a deep breath, and suddenly turned around. A strong wind blew past her ears, and her shadow passed by her, and she moved forward quickly.
The person who came was walking very fast. He had passed by Xiu'er in the blink of an eye and ran forward under the silvery moonlight. Xiu'er could vaguely see his tall figure, wearing a gray gown.
He did run very fast, but his movements were stiff. Xiu'er's mind was buzzing. Judging from this man's movements, he was not a normal person, but...a zombie! The joints of his body were stiff and could not be bent.
It looks particularly weird, and its movements are like a puppet being controlled by someone.
She always felt that his back was a bit familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere
The strong wind in her ears has stopped, and there is a vague smell floating in the air. When Xiu'er smelled it, it was a faint scent of mint.
My heart skipped a beat, and I gradually became uneasy.
A zombie's body is rotten and shriveled. No matter how clean it is, there will always be a putrid smell. An Yueze also had it, so Xiu'er took the trouble to tie a mint sachet on his body to drive away the putrid smell.
Could it be that this is all just a coincidence?
But what if it's not a coincidence? The zombie with the sachet on his body must be a captive zombie, not a wild one. Since he is raised in captivity, what are the chances of a coincidence, and the third brother happens to be fostered in the Meishan Taoist Temple? Moreover, she went to the Taoist Temple in Meishan.
The clothes I made for him the first time were light gray. Although the clothes on his body were darker, it was most likely because of the late night.
What happened? Did the corpse suppressing charm attached to the third brother's body fail and he took the opportunity to escape? But it is the nature of zombies to suck blood. The third brother no longer recognizes her, so why didn't he suck her blood just now?
There were too many mysteries in her mind, but the similar figure had disappeared at the corner of the street. Xiu'er didn't have time to think too much and chased after him in the direction of his disappearance...