At this time, two figures were running on the dim street under the red moon.
And not far behind them, there was a reluctant white bird.
Zhou Bai ran at the front.
Fatty Peng chased after him panting.
But along the way, in those dark alleys, there were always some eyes looking at them.
The fat on Fatty Peng's body swayed up and down as he ran.
In those hungry eyes, even the beads of sweat dripping from him carried the smell of meat, attracting them to follow him.
So those eyes were waiting for opportunities to move in the darkness.
It seems that as long as the prey shows a little bit of exhaustion, they will find the right opportunity and swarm up.
Zhou Bai was running at the front of the team, and from time to time he had to slow down to wait for his teammates who were left behind.
It was during this interval that he noticed the eyes hidden in the darkness and the white bird secretly following them.
Zhou Bai frowned and simply stopped, waiting for Fatty Peng to run to his side and said to him.
"You just run ahead and keep running along this street."
Zhou Bai asked Fatty Peng to run in front of him.
And he himself slowed down, letting all the eyes hidden in the darkness fall on him.
The bird with white feathers almost collapsed on the spot when it saw this scene.
They can eat fat people if they want. Why are you standing behind them?
The point is, I can't let you die.
Ah, I am really so broken.
The little white-feathered bird that was originally meant to be rotten had to be forced to work more.
It rolled its eyes angrily, but could only accept its fate and complete its task.
So, after a while, Zhou Bai found that those people following them suddenly became fewer and fewer.
Occasionally, one or two people can be seen, but there is always somewhere on these two people that becomes particularly red and swollen.
In the end, the two of them couldn't hold on any longer and could only slowly leave their team.
So Zhou Bai looked at the white feathers falling in the sky with a smile, turned his head and ran in front of Fatty Peng, urging him from time to time as he ran.
"Hurry up, hold on, we'll be there soon."
"There is only one hour left. We must reach our destination within an hour."
"It's right in front, and in front is the cemetery."
Zhou Bai took out the pocket watch hanging on his chest. It showed the current time, which happened to be 7:30 pm.
Looking at the rows of tombstones in front of him, Zhou Bai stopped.
Then looked back.
Behind him, Fatty Peng panted heavily, gritted his teeth, and finally reached his destination.
He stopped behind Zhou Bai, panting and taking off the scarf from his face to breathe.
The bird with white feathers also arrived at the cemetery later.
However, it found a dead branch and landed on it, hugged itself tightly with its wings, and shivered as it looked at the rows of tombstones in front of it.
Zhou Bai did not see its fearful figure.
After Fatty Peng came over, he took his pocket watch and said to him.
"We only have fifteen minutes.
From now on, let's take a look at this cemetery.
But after fifteen minutes, regardless of whether we have found any useful information, we must retreat quickly.
Remember, 'obeying the rules and surviving' is more important than 'completing the task quickly'."
Fatty Peng nodded: "I understand, Brother Bai."
After Zhou Bai finished stressing with him, he put away his pocket watch and walked ahead in the direction of the rows of tombstones.
In the sky, as the night approaches, the color of the moon becomes more and more red.
The red moonlight hit the tombstones, dyeing them a layer of blood red.
This blood-red patch makes the cemetery in front of us look even more eye-catching.
Fatty Peng looked at the scene in front of him and began to feel a little scared.
He followed Zhou Bai closely, fearing that he would be left alone.
The footsteps of two people fell in this empty cemetery, and their voices were heard particularly clearly.
These sounds fell on the ears of the white bird on the dead branch, causing it to collapse again.
It was seen placing its wings next to its ears and nervously watching the movements of Zhou Bai and Fatty Peng.
And when it saw Zhou Bai and Fatty Peng approaching the first tombstone, it quickly covered its ears with its wings.
Then, a panicked scream from Fatty Peng rang out on time.
Zhou Bai also covered his ears, turned his head, and looked at Fatty Peng helplessly.
Then he squatted down and looked at the hand stretched out on the hill in front of him...
When Fatty Peng saw Zhou Bai's actions, he was so frightened that he hugged his head.
Of course, the one who also collapsed and held his head was a white bird on a dead branch not far away.
"Bai, Brother Bai...
Can we...can...not be so close?"
Zhou Bai ignored the scared Fatty Peng behind him, but continued to look at the hands stretched out from the grave in front of him.
The hands seemed to be about to burst out of the ground, but also seemed to be restricted by something.
He just kept struggling upwards and stopped there.
This scene really looks a bit familiar...
Zhou Bai smiled, stood up, and continued walking to the side.
Then, I saw the same scene behind several tombstones.
Faced with such a horrifying scene, Zhou Bai remained so calm, which made both Fatty Peng and Bai Xiaoniao a little doubtful about life.
Is he too courageous, or is he too timid?
What they didn't know was that Zhou Bai had seen more than 100 corpses crawling out of the grave at the same time before.
Now this kind of scene can only be regarded as child's play to him.
"Won't you follow?"
Zhou Bai continued to plan to move forward.
Looking back, I saw Fatty Peng still hugging his head and shaking, so I could only kindly remind him to keep up.
Only then did Fatty Peng realize that he had been left behind for some distance.
He quickly put his hands down and walked a few steps quickly to follow Zhou Bai.
"Let's go there and have a look."
Zhou Bai pointed to the last row of graves.
From their perspective, they could see several hills collapsing.
As soon as Fatty Peng saw those collapsed hills, he instinctively felt a bad premonition.
But there was still no choice but to follow Zhou Bai and slowly approach those hills.
As they got closer and closer, clear traces of fingers climbing near the collapsed hills fell into their eyes.
If you look carefully, you can still see a row of footprints nearby.
The footprints looked like someone had stepped out of a tomb.
This is... a person who died and came back to life?