"Yes."

Meng Yu nodded slowly, her eyes a little confused.

"Can you tell me?"

Zheng Fan also took a sip of wine and asked softly.

At this moment, under the faint candlelight, Meng Yu seemed to have removed her cold disguise.

The scar on his face, in Zheng Fan's eyes, a feeling of pity arose.

"She must be someone with a story."

Zheng Fan thought secretly, and then despised himself: "Who hasn't ordered a story yet?"

Meng Yu laughed and said, "Is the thoughts you said still a thought?"

"Then let's not talk about it, come and drink."

Zheng Fan raised the bottle and drank it.

The atmosphere was a little heavy and a little depressing for a moment.

Zheng Fan originally thought that after Meng Yu drank too much, she would reveal her heart and tell her unhappy things.

But unexpectedly, after drinking, the little girl went back to the bedroom and fell asleep.

He didn't know what kind of emotion he had for Meng Yu, maybe he was just a curiosity, and wanted to know about this cold woman.

Or maybe I was moved by this unique woman.

Zheng Fan went downstairs, sat in the truck, lit a cigarette, pondered for a long time, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"I figured it out, there are so many bullshit reasons, and there is no love at first sight? Labor and capital are so vulgar, I'm just a greedy woman's body!"

He and Meng Yu were quietly guarding the truck all night. He and Meng Yu couldn't sleep at the same time. There was always someone who would come to guard the truck's supplies.

I originally planned to let Meng Yu come to watch the night, but she fell asleep first.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, Zheng Fan's eyes were confused and he didn't know what he was thinking. Everything seemed so unreal. The end of the world suddenly came, and zombies were rampant. What will the end of human beings?

He shook his head and threw these distracting thoughts behind his head: "This is not something I, a little courier, should worry about. The sky is falling and someone is holding it on it."

As soon as the sky was dawn, Meng Yu walked out of the building and her face returned to her former indifference: "You go and sleep."

When Zheng Fan saw Meng Yu coming out, he jumped out of the car: "I have something to do and I want to go out. You are here to guard the truck. If there is any accident, escape immediately. After getting out of danger, then go back here to gather."

"Okay." Meng Yu didn't ask much and returned to the cab.

Zheng Fan walked out of the alley alone and headed to the high-level area.

"Zombies will definitely not gather in the high area for no reason. I guess there is something that attracts them."

Zheng Fan also didn't confirm what the so-called "thing" was.

But at this time he was very skilled and brave, so it was nothing great to go and see. No matter how bad he was, he could still run away.

Zheng Fan walked the most remote path. When he encountered a zombie, he would not fight if he could. Every time he took an extra shot, the closer he would be to death.

Occasionally, when he encountered groups of "small forces", Zheng Fan slipped away quickly. Those who could not chase him and had to give up.

About three hours later, Zheng Fan stepped into the high-level area, and only heard shouts that shocked the sky, all of whom were: "Uh!"

The voice was low and hoarse. Although it was not emotional, tens of thousands or even more zombies roared at the same time, and its momentum also shocked Zheng Fan's heart.

Instead of continuing to move forward, Zheng Fan climbed up a five-story building with slight hands and feet, stood on the roof, and took out a telescope from the black space.

The so-called "one who exceeds ten thousand is boundless". If one exceeds ten thousand, it means that one is completely connected to the sky.

The dense zombies gathered in the entire high area.

Or group twenty, fifty, or group hundred.

Either around a tree or around some flowers and plants, they stood there, as if some kind of ritual was being performed.

Zheng Fan did not act rashly, but observed carefully and looked around.

"Well? Zombies don't attack humans?"

Zheng Fan saw a handsome middle-aged man from the telescope. The man looked about 30 years old, 1.8 meters tall, with a thin figure, with long hair like a woman, and was draped on his shoulders. He walked leisurely among the zombies, as if he was walking in his own back garden.

The zombies turned a blind eye to the middle-aged man and didn't even look at him, as if this person did not exist at all.

"Boy, what are you looking at?"

Zheng Fan felt someone patting his shoulder from behind, and suddenly felt a sudden shock. He quickly activated the ability of the shadow fragments. Before his head could be turned back, he fixed the person behind him.

"It's too dangerous!"

Zheng Fan quickly turned around. With his current perception, it was unimaginable who could be close to him without him noticing.

"It's you?"

Zheng Fan said with a look of surprise. The person in front of him was the middle-aged man he saw in his glasses just now.

"He was at least five hundred meters away from me just now. How could he come behind me in an instant?"

Before he could think about it, the middle-aged man moved and smiled and said, "It's interesting."

"It's not controlled by the Shadow Fragment abilities!"

Zheng Fan's heart was raised to his throat. Shadow fragments have always been invincible. No matter how powerful the spirit-bearing person or zombie was, they could not move within ten seconds after being controlled by Shadow fragments.

But the middle-aged man in front of him only said: Something interesting?

"Who are you?"

Zheng Fan asked vigilantly, and at the same time activated the ability of metallic fragments, covering his whole body with a light yellow film.

"Master Pi Er."

The man said lightly: "I guess you must have heard of my name."

Zheng Fan was surprised: "You are the legendary Erye Pi?"

He always believed that a person who is proficient in divination must be at least in his forties or fifties, not to mention a bad old man. He didn't think that this second master of Pi looked like he was in his early thirties.

"I wonder what happened to the second master looking for a boy?"

"You are the first person I met today, I want to tell you a fortune." Mr. Pi said lightly as if he was a paranoid.

"Second Master, I have nothing to count on!"

Zheng Fan quickly shook his head and joked that it would take five years to calculate a fortune! He is now less than one year old, and after he calculated the fortune, he would probably be burping on the spot.

Mr. Pi smiled and said, "No, I think you want to calculate."

The second master stretched out his right hand, grabbed his body in the air, and then closed his eyes.

After about ten breaths, Mr. Pi slowly opened his eyes, and two blood flowed out of his eyes, but his eyes were full of fanaticism.

That expression was ecstasy.
Chapter completed!