C36

If I had known that I was going to be away for a long time, I would have said goodbye.

When I thought about how the bayonet didn't seem to say where I was just now, I decided to go to the house where he was living. When I pushed open the door, a figure suddenly popped out.

The bayonet had lost a lot of weight. Its face was pale and the circles around its eyes were black. However, the way it walked gave others the feeling of a normal person.

He was obviously pleased to see me, but he laughed miserably because he was too pale.

I opened my mouth to speak first. "Alright, Bayonet, why don't you tell me what happened first? What happened that made you all so scared, and why did you become a zombie afterwards?"

The bayonet did not answer my question first, but drew me in and sat me down, then served me tea before he sat with me.

He looked at the wisps of tea fragrance in front of me and began to speak. "You should remember the business we did back then, you know how much money that job could earn, but from start to finish, you still don't know what this thing is and what we're giving you.

I'll tell you now, we were a little deranged in our business, but we had to survive, so we took a wrong turn. Our job was to sell human organs.

We were bold at first, and there was nothing to be afraid of. But over time, we always felt as if something was haunting us and we didn't even dare to sleep, and every time we packed our bags we had human organs — some from the living, some from the dead, and of course the organs from the living were even more valuable. So most of the things we sold were selling were organs from the living. "

I've been in a state of shock ever since I first heard about selling organs. How can there be such a horrible and cruel person around me?! But the thought of the heavy box I'd carried on the train that day made me feel a little sick, and it seemed to weigh more than just human organs.

I suppressed the churning in my heart and asked the question.

"That's because human organs can't be inspected. That's why they are all placed in a special material. Although it's very heavy, it can still be inspected."

After listening to his explanation, I almost didn't have the strength to ask him how he had died and how I was supposed to deal with it.

Luckily, he continued, "Actually, I'm not very clear about how I died. At that time, I suddenly felt like I was strangled by the neck, then found out that it was my own hand, but I couldn't resist at all, so I was strangled to death for no reason. I had already become a ghost. But then someone called me, I walked over and found that Old Wu was calling me, he saw me going over there and asked me if I wanted to revive, of course I was saying yes, so everything went according to his plan. At the beginning I really felt like I had come back to life, but then I realized that every time I went over there, I would become like a zombie, unable to control myself no matter what I did.

"For example, that night I suddenly started attacking you. Actually, I felt a bit unconscious, but I couldn't completely control my body. Afterwards, you seemed to have locked me up, but I didn't even know how I escaped, so when I came back to my senses, it was like this."

"You mean Boss Wu turned you into this?"

"Right, he seemed to have said that he wanted to practice something. It should be some sort of half human half zombie."

I frowned. I didn't think that Boss Wu would come here to get involved. After all that time, wasn't it Boss Wu who was experimenting?

I carefully thought back to Zhong Kui's secret technique to see if there was any way to save the thorn. After thinking for a long time, I temporarily thought of some methods to suppress it.

I told the bayonet that bayonet also nodded very cooperatively to do as he said.

I put a big tub of water in my room and sprinkled salt and paper charms in it. I let the bayonet take off my clothes and soaked them in water. Then, I sprinkled the glutinous rice non-stop.

Logically speaking, these methods could not be completely cured, but they could only be suppressed for now.

After about ten minutes of soaking, I added more glutinous rice to the bayonet. As soon as I lowered my head, the bayonet suddenly pushed me into the water, and I vaguely felt him insert the needle into my arm. Something entered into it, and I rose to my feet, holding a charm against the bayonet, which was very effective for zombies, even though he was only half a zombie.

I stepped out of the jar and looked at him coldly. Then I looked at the small pinhole in my hand and my face went completely dark. This bastard couldn't have injected me with drugs, right?

I stepped forward and lifted his collar. "What did you just inject me with?"

Although he was in so much pain that he didn't have any strength left, he still grinned and said, "How can it be as simple as drugs? That's zombie blood, my blood."

I was stunned and quickly punched him. The anger in my heart had reached its peak. If there was zombie blood in my body, I couldn't get married. Otherwise, I would infect the other party and turn him into a half-human half-zombie.

"Tell me why you did this! You know I'm going to get married! You did it on purpose! "

He revealed his white teeth as he giggled. "That's right, I did it on purpose. How come you can ascend to the peak of your life when I become like this?"

"You're crazy!"

Since he was still half a person after all, I could only beat him half to death. I used talismans and all sorts of strings to lock him up, then took out my phone to set up a text message for Fatty.

After doing all this, I ran out of the village and got into the nearest car. I didn't know where I was going, but I wasn't ready to face anyone yet, so I could only run away in a turtle.

When I thought of kindness, especially when my mother knew that I had gone missing, she would be extremely worried. I was once late on the train, so she was anxious to go around, let alone this time.

In my heart, I apologize to my mother for her benevolence and Fatty. I am truly sorry, but I must make all of you worry.

I didn't dare to be kind-hearted again. Right now, I am already a person with zombie blood in my body. I can't marry her. This might be the best result. If she doesn't implicate me, I won't implicate her.

After I escaped the marriage, every day I lived a miserable life of being inferior to others, of being a zombie and not being a zombie. I left the good heart, I left my mother, I left everyone who helped me and knew me. I walked aimlessly down the street. Everyone who came and went seemed to be in a hurry, chasing something, the times were changing, and even the footsteps of people were changing.

In order not to let anyone who knew me recognize me, I wore a long neck and a large, thick, and fluffy hat. Although I was almost inside, it was still warm and cold.

The shop owner of the small shop in town was busy. After the new year, she had become a lot fatter. Year after year, I felt like … Alone.

I didn't dare go home, but I knew that my mother had gone mad. The day she had been waiting for had finally come, and it had ended with my disappearance. I walked through the afternoon and found myself at my door, but I didn't go in because I was afraid to see my mother's sad face and tears of pain and despair. So I went away and left some words on the white wall by the door with my pen: Mother, I'm going away, I believe that when I can accept my present self, I'll come back and honor you, you must take care of your body and your kindness, and help me to tell her not to wait for me, I can't give her happiness.

After writing it in secret, I turned and walked away.

After leaving my hometown for so long, the hardships and hardships I had to work so hard for were all hidden in my heart. But this time, I still had to leave, and I didn't know when, maybe a month or two, maybe a year or two, maybe it was possible, that my life would never come back.

I bought a ticket to the Black Dragon River with the last bit of money I had left on me and the Zhong Kui Sword that I had brought with me. I thought that it would be more distant and quieter there, where no one would know me, where I could also work and live a good life, where the blood in my body was no longer my own, I had no other choice.

Sitting on the train, I fell asleep and slept until the next afternoon.

When I woke up and saw that I was not far from Heilongjiang Province, I wondered what would I eat after I rented a house there. But when I thought about it, I realized that I had zombie blood in my body. When I was young, I heard my mother tell stories about zombies. Thus, I directly went to the Terminal Station. After getting off the car, I didn't feel hungry at all. I shook my head and continued walking forward.

My identity is different now. Because I had a lot of experience before, I opened a flower shop in a small town in Heilongjiang. Everything was under my control and I was the only one there, so I was at ease.

I rented a small house there, and the rent was not expensive, but I could afford it. When I settled down, I sat alone in the empty wreath shop and thought back to my mother's grocery store in my home. I remembered it so vividly that I dialed my mother's number.

"Hello, is this Mom?" I said it carefully because I was afraid there would be a sob on the other end of the line and she would ask me where I was.

But to my surprise, I didn't think it would be so quiet on the other end. It wasn't until I said a few words that my mother began to speak.

"Mom!" "I'm fine now, I'm in the northeast!"

"Xin'er, mom knows you're sad. Mom also knows why you ran away from the marriage. It's just that you just left without a word. You left three lines of words at the door …"

"You... "How did you know?"