Chapter 201

Hao Zhi groped and stood up from the sofa. He felt that the wound on his waist was burning. Blood had soaked through the curtain cloth and wet a large sofa. The air was filled with the peculiar smell of blood.

"Taste!" Hao Zhi instinctively thought that the taste was particularly sensitive to zombies. It was like a drop of blood in the ocean, which would be quickly caught by sharks. He suddenly grabbed the wine bottle on the table and plumped down on himself. The cold western wine flowed into his clothes along the collar. He immediately shivered and took a breath, The strong alcohol smell quickly spread out, covering the heat and blood smell on the body.

He tried to keep his feet as light as possible, slowly left the sofa, away from the pool of blood he had left, and then slowly leaned against the wall and moved towards the open door of the castle.

It's close, it's close... It's about to go to the door with the light of the outside sky. Hao Zhi was a burst of joy. He was about to rush out, but suddenly there was a creak, and the two opposite doors slammed shut!

It's like having two hands and closing it before Hao Zhi's action!

Before Hao Zhi could figure out what was going on, from the closed door, a black shadow suddenly sprang out, close to the ground, the size of a small pet dog, across his eyes and disappeared behind the piano

"What is it?" Hao Zhi made his own mistake again and became curious for no reason.

"You don't want to know!" suddenly, a cold voice sounded in the dark corner.

"Who?" Hao Zhi raised his eyes and searched the room vigilantly. A dark shadow slowly appeared from the shadow in the direction of the sound source.

The man came out with his back to Hao Zhi and walked into a gray light. His left hand was holding a glass of red wine and his right hand was elegantly inserted in his pocket. He was tall and thin like a clothes shelf. Even across the dress, he seemed to be able to see the outline of his bones.

His hair was black and straight, long over his shoulders, slowly retreated towards Hao Zhi, walked a few steps, stopped again, and kept a distance of more than ten steps from him.

In the shadow around him, there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes, just hanging in the air, staring at him in the dark background.

"You... Don't worry too much. The people here won't hurt you, at least... When they're not hungry!" the man's voice was gentle and soft, which reassured Hao Zhi. At least he said that the "people" here won't hurt themselves.

However, Hao zhizong felt something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong for a moment. Why did the man walk backward?

Backward?

Hao Zhi felt his scalp explode for a moment. I sang a song. The man's body was coming towards him, but his head was facing back!

A neck twisted 180 degrees!

Only dead people can do that!

Hao Zhi felt his legs and stomach pumping a little out of order. He guessed that he was right. The man walked to the sofa in an extremely slow and elegant posture and sat down! He slowly tilted his body back, so that his head seemed to lie on the sofa and look behind the sofa, and his long black hair gently tilted to one side.

"Sit down!" the man politely pointed to Hao Zhi's sofa, on which there was still a blood stain, "you can be afraid, but don't worry!"

"You, who are you?" Hao Zhi's voice trembled.

"In the past, like you, I was a normal person, but unfortunately, everything had changed in the last war!" he sighed, bypassed his head, put the wine glass on the mouth in the back of his head, took a sip, and gave out a strange laugh.

Hao Zhi hesitated and looked around. It seemed that it was impossible to escape. Since there was no danger for the time being, he simply listened to what the other party said. It seemed that there was something else in his words.

"Are you zombies?"

"If you want to say so, you can also be regarded as a living dead man!" the man smiled helplessly, could not see the expression, but could only hear the tone.

"Your head..."

"Oh, I've committed suicide, like everyone here!" he pointed around with his finger ring, and the figures hidden in the dark became active, and someone shouted angrily

"At that time, in order to defeat the blood moon people, you released that strange medicine all over the world and resurrected all the corpses. Those living corpses ate most of the blood moon invaders. The war was a complete victory, but... General Xu zhe didn't expect that myosin acted not only on individuals, but also on some viruses carried by some cancer patients. This virus was strong in the medicine Under the influence of chemical agents, we infected a large number of normal people like me. Under the control of genetic agents, we became blood addicts, but we had a good moral sense as normal people and couldn't accept our abnormal behavior of sucking blood. Therefore, many people chose various ways of suicide... "

"Just want to suck blood and eat raw meat. Just control yourself not to eat? Why commit suicide?" Hao Zhi muttered strangely.

"Have you seen a drug addict?" the man asked.

"No..."

Under the influence of physical drug addiction, drug addicts can kill their relatives, sell their children and even harm themselves. Do you think they can control their behavior?

"This..."

It's just a physiological drug addiction, and this desire hidden in the depths of genes is a biological instinct, which is a thousand times more powerful than drugs. Anyone, even an ignorant child or a pure girl, can't wait to jump on and eat a piece of rotten meat in the garbage when he sees blood, When the need for blood is met, you may understand the incomprehension and aversion of your soul to your behavior at that time?

"I understand..." Hao Zhi retched and expressed sadness.

Therefore, some people with basic moral bottom line often live in spiritual self torture all day after eating blood and corpses, and constantly curse themselves as monsters, beasts and beasts inferior to pigs and dogs! At that time, suicide became the only choice

"Just like many people who can't stand drugs choose to end their lives?" Hao Zhi asked.

Yes, unfortunately, it would be better if it were so simple. When Xu zhe spread the medicine, in order to ensure the gun weapons against the blood moon man, he also mixed the self-healing ability of the power girl into the medicine! Do you know what that means?

Hao Zhi smacked each other's words and suddenly stared: "you mean... You can't even commit suicide?"

The man gave a wry smile and issued a long sigh!

"Yes, death, what a luxurious dream! Some of us take poison, some jump from a building, and others smash their heads with guns, but what's the result? They will recover and grow back. Moreover, the newly grown body can't be reunited without leaving a trace like before. The regenerated bodies of many people have been distorted like ghosts!"

On the side, the creature who had just run from the carpet came out from behind the piano. Hao Zhizhi only looked at it and almost vomited out!

That's a head!

A half rotten head is still alive, although only half is left by the shotgun, and it can be clearly seen that the missing half is still trying to repair itself. The brain fiber tissue in the wound is crowded together like a pile of creeping white maggots, and complex limbs have grown below his neck, although it is still far from being restored to a body, But it has grown several "feet" like tentacles, which makes it look like a lonely head with a pile of spider legs, staring at a terrible eye everywhere