[She was hesitant, but she still told me. This was about my daughter... My wife once saw her daughter go to the mass grave on the hill. Her wife tried to call her, but her daughter ignored her. She followed her and looked

When my daughter knelt down in front of a broken tombstone, I was sure that the tombstone had a history of at least several hundred years...]

After reading the third page, Transparent Bridge turned to look at Mu Su.

Mu Su looked back inexplicably: "Flip it, why do you always look at me? Is there any words on my face?"

Transparent Bridge endured the desire to attack and turned a page.

[I don't really believe that my daughter has always been very well-behaved. But my wife has no reason to lie to me... Maybe it's a good idea to ask my daughter.]

[The omnipotent Lord is here... Oh my God, what did I see... She is actually eating rats... vomiting... She must be sick. I want to take her to the town clinic tomorrow to take a look]

The following pages were progressing slowly, focusing on the investigation and suspicion of the daughter by the parties involved. During this period, it was found that the daughter ate insects, mice, sparrows, wild cats, and even finally scraped meat from her body to eat.

Transparent Bridge, regardless of the slow-looking but humble Mu Su cried and stopped him and flipped over quickly. Until several pages passed, the handwriting changed afterwards, and it seemed that someone had changed to write it.

Transparent bridge couldn't help but turn back a page, the only sentence on the yellowed paper.

【I think it's time for me to show off to her…】

Then don't go back?

Transparent bridge thought, turned to the next page and started reading different handwritings.

[I came a little late. It had been three days since I heard that the Immortal Demon believers appeared here. So by no surprise, when he arrived here, his whole family had been eaten raw by his daughter who fell into the Immortal Cult. I spent some money.

After time solved her, she found this diary. But looking at the diary, it seems that this matter has another origin? I think it would be better to solve it from the source. Summon them and kill them.]

The last line is a bit artistic, cumbersome and rustic, unrecognizable letters. Transparent Bridge infers that this may be a spell to summon them.

"resurgam..." Mu Su, who turned his head, read out the spells and said to the transparent bridge that suddenly turned his head and looked at it: "Latin, meaning: the sleeping dead will eventually recover, and the land of cholera."

"But it only has one word." Transparent Bridge pointed a spell, and his fingers were stained with dust, which corresponded to the point that was much clearer. "How did you translate so many?"

Mu Su gave her a look that could only be understood but not expressed in words: "The wonder of language."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter..." Transparent bridge shook his head slightly and said the key point: "You have recited the spell."

Mu Su shrugged: "Anyway, there is no attribute, Nian Nian is nothing. And maybe this guy has solved them, this is the broken diary."

The Transparent Bridge kept silent, turned his head and listened quietly to the outside world.

...

The sun is still bright and full of conflict with the current terrifying atmosphere.

In the office, six players hid in shadows that were out of light under the window.

"Did you hear anything?"

The Holy Moonlight suddenly looked up. He heard a strange low howl from the window.

"What?" Jun Moxiao asked back.

Holy Moonlight Adam's apple squirmed: "There is a strange sound..."

After thinking about it, he turned around and grabbed the windowsill and carefully poked his head out to peek out.

I saw countless figures emerge from the campus soil, and they climbed onto the ground stiffly, like headless flies wandering on the campus.

Suddenly, one of them raised his head, and the decayed face of the hole was facing the window of the office on the second floor.

The mouth was incredibly large, and the sides of the cheeks were torn apart, sticking together like a pizza. A sharp roar was made!

He was frightened and crawled back to the window and gasped quickly.

"What's wrong?" Louis Koo asked him.

"It, it saw me..." Moyu said in panic.

...

No strange movements came from above.

"You are probably right." Transparent Bridge did not comment, and then gave up the matter and continued to flip backwards.

The Transparent Bridge tried to turn to a new page, but the paper seemed to stick to the next page, and it was carefully tore it apart. The traces left by the drying of blood were spread throughout the page, and the content became a bit incomplete.

...

"Who?" Everyone's scalp numb.

Moyu shook his head repeatedly: "I don't know... it's like a zombie..."

Just then, a messy step came from the bottom of the floor.

Everyone was quiet and looked at each other.

"Clog the door!" Jun Mo laughed and rushed to the door first to move the table and chairs to block the door.

The rest of the people came forward to help after realizing it.

The sound of the table and chair moving alarmed the zombies. With the chaotic roars, the players heard the steps behind the door.

They come faster than you think!

Bang!

The door was hit hard, and the table just moved to the front door was moved horizontally, and the door was knocked open to a gap of more than ten centimeters.

A rotten and ash arm and face squeezed into the door!

The slaughter first reacted, rushed up and kicked open, and then pushed the door tightly.

Bang

The door was closed. The broken arms of the zombie, which were pinched off, fell on the floor, making a sticky sound that was unwilling to think about.

The other players woke up as if they were dreaming and rushed forward to help. The roar outside the door and the shouts in the room were immediately in chaos.

In chaos, the Holy Moonlight, which also hit the door of the house, suddenly screamed.

"It caught me!"

Jun Moxiao, who moved the table and chairs to block the door, looked up and saw that the broken arm was still moving, and he grabbed the Holy Moonlight ankle.

Immediately afterwards, one foot appears and kicks the broken hand to the corner.

Everyone rushed to push the tables and chairs at the door, and the impact and roar outside made the dust rise. Fortunately, they couldn't get in for the time being.

"What the hell is that?" Jun Moxiao gasped: "That's not the case for zombies."

He wanted to say that these guys with creamy skin and muscle melting, but it was really disgusting to describe it like this.

"Living Dead, isn't this obvious?" said Moyu, staggering to the window, suddenly pointing at the living Dead who was still wandering below and screaming: "What's wrong with them!"

...

[I underestimated them... They cannot be killed. This is not the Immortal Demon's minion... It must not. I gave up. These Immortal Monsters are not something I can deal with. I can only let them return again. This diary is left in

Here, I hope that later experts can see that the hidden dangers here can be solved]

A new Latin sentence appears at the end.

"magruser..." Mu Su read the spell: "It means: on the earth of cholera, the revived dead return to sleep."

...

In the field of vision, the living dead wandering scattered like uncontrolled puppets fell still. Not only that, they found that the sound of impact outside the door disappeared.

...

Transparent Bridge first turned his head and listened for more than ten seconds, and then narrowed his eyes slightly after nothing unusual: "You just recited the spell and explanation just now."

Mu Su gave her a look that could only be understood but not expressed in words: "The wonder of language."

"Come on," Transparent Bridge would not believe this guy's words. "If I didn't hear the words, the meaning would be the opposite. The previous spell...what...?"
Chapter completed!