Chapter 251

Sun Kewang, who almost fell into hysteria, was stopped up by Xu Qinglang with a rag again. Later, Xu Qinglang lit a cigarette and walked to the door. Zhou Ze was already standing there puffing.

"I can't imagine that because of this kind of thing, I killed his mother.

The first walking corpse, nicknamed san'er in the village, was very helpful. Unexpectedly, he helped the sun and killed his mother. It's really a good man in the village. "

"There is something unimaginable." Zhou Ze shakes his ashes. "Isn't that normal? Do you think only the aristocrats care about their reputation?"

"What?"

"In order to cover up their scandals, the ancient royal family could do anything. Killing people and killing people were only children's affairs, but that's understandable, at least we can understand.

But in fact, the more such a small door, the more it cares about its own appearance, even if it seems to outsiders that it has no appearance. The more backward places are, the more they care about the rules.

In China, up to now, there are many places where women can't eat at the table, especially when there are guests coming, it's considered a very dignified thing for a woman to be obedient and sensible.

His mother is pregnant. For sun Kewang, his "royal blood line" has been defiled. It may not be what it is for you, an outsider. But from his point of view, it may make him a laughingstock in the village and affect his dignity and dignity in the village.

Because in his whole life, he is only the size of the village, and his heaven is only as big as the top of the village. "

"Do you understand?"

"I can't understand, but I can get used to it. Don't forget how Yingying died. He just went out with a poor scholar and was found at home and then soaked in a pigsty.

It's not for the sake of family style and face. Do you think there is any essential difference between these two things? "

"Let's not talk about it first. I have one thing that has always been very strange."

"Say."

"How did old Cui shoot you with a crossbow last night? I remember you had a suit of armor on you, didn't you?"

When Zhou Ze heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, and his face became a little strange.

"What's the matter?" Asked Xu Qinglang.

"I have to think about how to catch the zombie tonight, and the stillbirth. If the old woman eats it, the problem will become more difficult than before."

"Hey, don't change the subject." Xu Qinglang holds on.

"You're upset."

"To answer my question, as a ghost, an ordinary man threw down the crossbow in the playground. Are you ashamed to lose it?"

"How could I have thought that he could bring out a crossbow after losing an axe?"

"And then?"

"And then..."

Zhou Ze reached out and touched his forehead,

"it seems that the sun has been shining a lot recently, and the time for salted fish has been long enough. I forgot that I still have armor on myself."

“…………” Xu Qinglang.

"Well, don't bother about it any more. If you continue to struggle like this, I'll feel more and more like what a fish lip I was last night."

Xu Qinglang goes to Zhou Ze and suddenly grabs Zhou Ze's neck with his hands. He says in a vicious way:

"that is to say, if you don't get shot by this crossbow yesterday, they can't run away, and we can end today!

We are still here. Zombies and old Cui haven't been caught yet. We have to continue to work here. The root cause is that you have forgotten your ability? "

"Let go, old Xu. Let go."

At first, Zhou Ze thought that Xu Qinglang was only joking, but he didn't expect that the strength of the other side was getting bigger and bigger. He pinched himself so fast that he couldn't breathe.

In a flash,

a black ripple began to ripple on Zhou Ze's body, and a set of mysterious and dignified Black Warrior armor emerged, protecting the neck position.

Zhou Ze felt that his neck was loose, and Xu Qinglang's strength was suddenly divided into many armor.

At this time, Xu Qinglang took back his hand and sat down on a bench with his hands on his face. He apologized:

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited. Thinking of the family that died last night, I feel a little sad.

Sun Kewang is not dead, but his wife and son are the worst.

If we don't get rid of the zombie tonight, someone in the village may die. I don't think old Cui can control the zombie, even if the zombie was his lover. "

Zhou Ze breathed a sigh of relief and his armor slowly faded.

"Don't worry, I can't have any more problems tonight. I'll go back to bed for a while, and then I'll wake up at night. Besides, I wonder if you've sneaked to the gym by yourself recently. It's getting stronger."After that,

Zhou Ze turned and went to the bedroom.

Xu Qinglang sits alone on the bench,

he looses the hand covering his face,

he looks at his palm in some panic,

just now,

the violent killing intention seems to be unable to be restrained, which is an instinctive impulse rising from within himself, a desire to completely destroy the life that can be killed in front of him.

Then,

Xu Qinglang sticks out his tongue,

licks his palm,

on the palm, there is still his taste,

good taste.

………………

At night,

maybe it's the burning of the dead money. The dead of sun Kewang's family have not been exposed. In addition, the people in the village live in scattered places. Sun Kewang usually associates with some friends. Therefore, he doesn't appear in the village all day and the village doesn't want to see him.

Therefore, this night, the theme of the village is still calm.

Sun Kewang is tied to the locust tree by Zhou Ze, and his mouth is still stuffed with things.

Zhou Ze himself was standing under the pagoda tree, waiting for the old lady to come out again last night.

Incarnation of zombies, the hatred of the last life plus the impulse of blood revenge, the old woman has an irresistible obsession to kill her son.

She will come,

definitely.

Sun Kewang's body was stabbed by Zhou Ze with his fingernails, and the blood kept dripping down, which would not make people die, but it was like putting some blood to attract sharks.

Xu Qinglang stood on the edge, his face was a little gloomy under the night.

In the latter half of the night, the wind gradually increased.

In the distant vegetable field, there came a rickety figure. Old Cui came here alone, less than 10 meters away from Zhou Ze.

This time, he didn't have an axe and a crossbow on his back.

This disappointed boss Zhou a little. How he hoped that old Cui would shoot a few more arrows at him, and then his armor would appear perfect to block the attack, so that he could get back to yesterday's arena.

But old Cui's posture today is almost holding a white flag.

"Let's talk."

Old Cui looked at Zhou Ze and said calmly.

"There seems to be nothing to talk about." Zhou Ze shook his head. "Is that old woman trapped by you? But she can't help how long you can stay. Believe me, there are not many people in the world who know zombies better than me

"He, let her kill it."

Old Cui reached out and pointed to sun Kewang, who was hung on the tree, and continued:

"he should die."

Zhou Ze didn't speak, waiting for old Cui to continue.

"Let her wish, then our family, solve it by themselves, I'm ready for the firewood pile, and I'm ready for the gas, just waiting for this day."

"That corpse is indeed your daughter."

"I hate that I have this pair of yin and Yang eyes, but I would rather I could be confused all the time!" "But I can see. I can see. I can see our daughter crying alone at the grave. I can see her crying below.

How I wish she had died, how I wish she had died! "

It is often said that the world seems very beautiful, but at least, it has a "look". Zhou Ze actually thinks that ghosts are nothing more than tearing off the most essential side of human nature revealed by the hypocrisy in society.

He can understand old Cui's mood, or even his feelings.

"You can call the police."

"Alarm? Tell the police, can I see a ghost? Tell the police that his dead mother told me that he killed her? "

Old Cui asked with a smile.

"Get out of the way."

Old Cui told Zhou zedao.

At the same time,

there was a crawling figure behind old Zhou. Beside that figure, the little girl stood stupidly. She was the most confused and ignorant one.

The wound on the old woman's chest is still clearly visible, which makes her speed very slow today, but the hatred in her eyes is still so strong, especially when she sees her son hanging on the tree.

Your enemies are ready to surrender. They are ready to end their last wish.

Suddenly,

Zhou Ze felt that this was so boring. He was ready to give a blow. He planned to clean up his humiliating psychological construction last night, which all turned into idle work.

"I'm sorry, but I can't watch you kill."

Zhou Ze took the initiative to move forward.

"Do you need such pedantry?"

Old Cui looked at the approaching Zhou Ze and gnashed his teeth. "I can still control her now. Once I die first or she escapes, what kind of trouble will it be? Don't you know?""I'm also responsible. I'm sorry."

Zhou Ze raised his fist and hit old Cui.

Cui old man ate Zhou Ze's fist and stepped back two steps, but unconsciously kicked Zhou Ze. Zhou Ze didn't dodge. This kick directly hit Zhou Ze's calf.

"Ah..."

Zhou Ze fell to the ground in response, holding his chest, a very sad look that I have been seriously injured.

“…………” Old Cui.

“…………” Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang came at this time, looked at Zhou Ze on the ground, and whispered, "he kicked your legs, and you covered your chest."

Zhou zebai took a look at Xu Qinglang and explained grandly:

"this old man has deep internal power!"