35, Chapter 35(1/3)
Should we continue to intercept Chen Ting or return to the city?
Chen Ting has helped them make a choice.
After saying that, he immediately pulled back and flew his sleeves.
If Changming and the others want to catch up, they will lose the only chance to win back Cong Rong's eyes.
not to mention--
The moment before Changming fell, Yun Hai reached out to hold the person.
He lit the bleeding acupoint, cut a piece of his sleeve with Chunchao sword, and wrapped it in the other party's bloody palm.
Yun Hai knew that Changming must be extremely painful at this time.
"Stand firmly, I'll kill him first."
"It's too late, go back to the city first and go to the inn to find Cong Rong!"
Now rushing over may also stop her tragedy.
Changming's expression was still calm, but sweat beads on his forehead were coming out one by one, making his face look cold and white.
Yun Hai did not say a word, and hugged Changming's waist, ran into the city with a little toe.
The city gate is closed, but the sea of clouds is light enough to easily climb over the low-high female wall.
This female wall is like a boundary.
After passing, they were greeted with endless silence.
The huge Yuru Town is already equivalent to a relatively prosperous county town inland.
But now, just now, when it was dark, there were no lights in thousands of houses, only darkness that could be seen at a glance.
Occasionally, one or two wails sounded in the corner and met the close forces, as if the last desperate struggle in the dark abyss.
After struggling, all you can wait for is to sink forever.
"Did you smell it..."
A strange fragrance wafts around, sweet and greasy, making people feel nauseous.
Before Changming finished speaking, he coughed several times in succession, and coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
The sea of clouds could feel the scalp coming from the other person's skin through the clothes.
The creatures that were about to move in the dark came from all directions, followed the traces of the sweet blood and quietly extended their tentacles to Changming's back, which seemed to be unprepared.
The sea of clouds suddenly turned around!
The sword rises and the sword falls!
An arm that was about to put on his back shoulder was cut off, and the sword light fell and his body was split in half.
He fell to the ground with a bang, but no blood splattered out.
With the red moon behind the half-hidden clouds looking at it for a few minutes, the body was clearly shriveled, the skin around the eyes collapsed, the face was covered with cracks, revealing the red texture under the skin, the eyes were wide open but were strangely blue-gray, staring straight towards the night sky.
From this, they stretched out to the end of the alley, where dead people, like these corpses, were densely packed and crowded towards them.
These people were dressed in the clothes of residents of Yuru Town, but their appearance was dull and dull, and their bodies and hair were more like monsters with ferocious faces. Although they were slow, they completely blocked the roads between the two of them.
Yun Hai's eyes swept over the living dead and landed on the octagonal building behind the zombie army.
The two-story building is very exquisite, with wind chimes hanging under the eaves. As the night wind clattered, it seemed as if it was silently ordered to command the army to move at night.
On the ground with a square corner of the eaves, there was a man standing with his rich hand on his back, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly. He could only see his clothes flying in the wind and making noises.
"Situ, Wanhe?"
Yun Hai heard Changming beside him whisper.
It seemed uncertain, but it seemed like asking him.
Situ Wanhe.
Searching for memories in the sea of clouds can make you remember them without any effort.
Changming said that this person's cultivation is enough to be among the top ten masters in the world.
The Yuru Town tragedy was caused by Situ Wanhe who rushed over earlier than others, but the murderer had already run away and everyone had nothing to find. Later, the tragedy was still a mystery.
Now it seems-
Yun Hai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Situ Wanhe.
Now it seems that it is not that the murderer cannot be found, but that many people did not expect that a grand master-level monk would go to the town to slaughter the town and turn tens of thousands of unarmed people into living dead people.
...
Yun Chang'an's face was pale and sweated like rain.
On the not-so-hot day, his back was completely soaked with sweat, and he was wet against his body, feeling very uncomfortable.
If it were normal, he would have jumped up and complained, so he quickly changed into a clean and comfortable set of clothes.
But at this moment, he had no time to take care of these things.
The sword was stabbed out, and a living dead man was pierced through his body and fell backwards. The same kind who rushed up behind him also rolled down the stairs.
But this could only make Yun Changan and the others breathe for a moment, because soon a new zombie would step on their companions to fill it up.
It's been one after another, as if it's never ending.
But these "monsters" were still talking, laughing, flesh and blood, ordinary people not long ago.
Yun Changan can even recognize many of the familiar faces.
The one who grabbed him with the handrail of the stairs was the inn runner-up. He just brought him a bowl of wontons this morning. He heard that he wanted green onions, so he ran to the kitchen to get a handful of green onions. He also smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please use it slowly. I am the most familiar with Yuru Town. If you want to stroll around, you can also find me."
The woman who just rushed up and acted the most fiercely was selling rouge not far from the inn. At that time, he was arguing with Cong Rong's rouge stall. The lady who sold rouge told them that the couple had a quarrel at the head of the bed and the end of the bed, so don't embarrass the little lady outside, and then say what if you have anything to do. At that time, he and Cong Rong were in unison and said, "Who is the young couple with him (she)?"
There is also a tenant living on the same floor. He took a few more glances at the lady washing clothes in the morning.
These people are now all turned into terrifying monsters. They are extremely powerful and lose their human nature. They are only interested in living lives. Yun Changan has seen a person who has no time to escape and is surrounded by these monsters and bite them raw. He wakes up soon and becomes a new monster.
He can only breathe, have no human nature, can't speak, have no preferences for good and evil, and is determined to chase flesh and blood. What is it if he is not a monster?
Yun Changan didn't even know how all this happened.
It was dark like a trumpet, blowing all the monsters in everyone's body, but why didn't he become a monster?
The messy thoughts are stirred into a paste in the mind, confusing time and reason.
"Quick, I can't stop here anymore, go up there!" A girl gasped in a crying voice.
Nie Emei is a tenant who lives on the same floor as him. She is said to be a monk who is preparing to attend the Qianlin Society. However, the senior sisters who were walking with her have just become one of the monsters and turned to attack her former fellow disciples. Nie Emei couldn't bear to take ruthless actions and almost turned into a monster's on-the-salt meal.
It is difficult to play a role in encountering these monsters that are invulnerable to swords and guns, and as long as they have poor bodies, they can attack people. What's more, there are some monks among these monsters. After they become living dead, their attack power is greater than that of ordinary people, and ordinary weapons cannot do anything.
When she shouted, Yun Changan came to his senses and quickly turned around and ran upstairs.
But he also carried his back. After exhausting his strength, his steps began to float. He tripped over the steps after walking a few steps. He reached out with one hand behind him and almost caught the person on his back with blood marks.
At the critical moment, Nie Emei took action and cut off the hand.
"Hurry up!"
She reached out and pulled Yun Changan, turned around and staggered towards the top floor.
"Put me down."
Cong Rong lay on Yun Chang'an's back and said calmly.
She had refused to speak out, for fear of affecting them to kill the enemy, but now she couldn't help it.
"I'm a burden, it's useless for you to take me with you. If you can go back to Beijing, tell them, "I'm dead, don't say I'm going to become a monster..."
Cong Rong choked, but his eyes had turned into two black holes, and no tears came out.
She didn't even dare to open her eyes, so she could only close her eyes tightly.
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and hurry up!"
Yun Chang'an shouted and ran wildly behind Nie Emei.
Everything starts with that scream.
Yun Chang'an was awakened in his sleep, and the sound came from Cong Rong.
No matter how much he hates Cong Rong, he doesn't want her to die, so he quickly got up, put on his coat and ran to the other party's wing.
But he didn't expect that he would completely fall into another nightmare.
He would never forget to kick open the door, Cong Rong, who was sitting in front of the window, turned around, with an empty depression under his eyelids, his two eyeballs disappeared, and the girl who was still alive during the day turned into a blind man who had lost both eyes.
I wish I was still dreaming now, and someone would wake me up and tell him that all these things in front of him were hallucinations.
The inn is the tallest building in the city, but it only has four floors. They quickly ran to the top floor to provide food for guests. Nie Emei was guarding the door. When Yun Chang'an came in, she immediately closed the door and locked it. She found a table to stack it on one blocking the door. She even used the screen and blocked several doors. But she couldn't determine how long this method could last.
"How could this happen? How did it become like this?!" She had a string tense and was almost collapsed.
Nie Emei collapsed on the ground and kept muttering to herself.
To be continued...