Zombie World: Helping the World

At this moment, Monk Jingzhen unexpectedly appeared next to them like a ghost.

He smiled and said to Qin Song: "You don't have to pay attention to him. He is just a lunatic. If you listen to him, what good will happen? Besides, if you want to leave this place, you can only rely on the messenger. The messenger will definitely not send you away. You went out."

"If you want to leave, you can only go forward and participate in the game, and the final winner is eligible."

Qin Song keenly heard the sensitive word game from his mouth.

"What game?" Qin Song looked at the monk in front of him sharply.

"There is a saying in Buddhism, don't say it, don't say it. If I tell you in advance, I will be punished." Monk Jingzhen said with a smile.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I don't dare anymore, please forgive me! I don't dare anymore!" When the lunatic saw Monk Jingzhen, a terrified expression suddenly appeared on his face.

He knelt on the ground facing Monk Jingzhen, kowtowed one after another, begging for forgiveness from Monk Jingzhen, as if he was terribly afraid of this monk.

Qin Song frowned and looked at all this suspiciously, especially Monk Jingzhen.

Monk Jingzhen said with a smile: "This lunatic is talking nonsense, I don't think you need to pay attention to him."

He turned his head to the lunatic on the ground again, and said, "Hey, lunatic, I advise you to stay away. You don't care about things here, it's not good for you."

"Thank you, thank you, I was wrong! I dare not do it again!" The lunatic scrambled and scrambled, shouting all the way towards the distant wilderness, and ran away.He looks crazy and poses strangely, and no one knows what he is going to do.

Monk Jingzhen also had a number plate in his hand, but Qin Song couldn't see the number clearly.Monk Jingzhen smiled at Qin Song and the others, and strode in by himself.

Qin Song looked at the desolate and even horrifying scenery around him, and hesitated for a while.

"What should we do? The lunatic told us not to go in, we still..." The black widow was also confused at this time, looking at Qin Song, who was the strongest present, hoping that he would make up his mind.

Qin Song shook his head, "I'm afraid we have no other choice."

In any case, Qin Song wanted to get rid of the facial sores on his body, so Qin Song also walked in.There are mountains of swords and seas of fire, and he has to break through.

"Wait for me! I'm going too!" Seeing Qin Song go in, Lisa hurried to follow.

Black Widow was the only one left at the scene, so she was naturally even more frightened.So they also followed Qin Song and walked in.

What they ignored was that the red-robed messenger had disappeared without a sound, as if he had never appeared before.

The huge and heavy door rumbled and began to close, and the world returned to silence.This place is like a forgotten corner of the world, ignored by God.

……

Qin Song came to his No. 9 door and put the number plate inside.

With a mechanical "click", the door slowly opened.Qin Song walked in.

The room is very simple, full of sense of age, and the ornaments that can be seen everywhere seem to bring him back hundreds of years in an instant.However, the tables, stools, curtains, the pool in the center, the swimming fish in the pool, and the expensive chandelier on the ceiling all indicate that the identity of the owner who lived in this place before was either rich or noble.

The room is clean and dust-free, as if someone is cleaning it every day.

Every furnishing and design of every space is just right, and it can be seen that the room is a master's handicraft.However, the fly in the ointment is that the number plate on the door of the room has disappeared and is replaced by a glass round frame.

From the outside, you can have a clear view of the room, and from the inside, you can also see the outside situation through the round glass.This made Qin Song think of some bad things, such as someone peeping in from the outside while the owner was asleep in the middle of the night.

Qin Song stayed in the room for a long time, took the key from the table, knew that it should be the room key, and put it away.

Noticing anything unusual, he got up and wanted to see how the others were doing.

Just as Qin Song came to the door, a vicious and cold old man's face suddenly appeared in the round glass frame on the door. He had a Mediterranean hairstyle and gray hair.The overall skin has a matte off-white color, like the surface of a burnt candle.

Qin Song was taken aback, he had already pinched the Sanyang Talisman in his hand, and almost stuffed it into the old man's face.

The old man suddenly smiled sinisterly, "Hello, can I come in?"

Qin Song frowned, "I can't. Who are you? Tell me clearly."

With a "snap", the old man turned open the door of the room, walked in, and closed the door, with that creepy smile still on his face.

Why is this guy able to open his door so easily?Qin Song's face was full of solemnity.Didn't it mean that only your own ID card and key can open it?
Could it be that he is also a resident of Room 9?Qin Song touched the No. 9 number plate in his arms, and suddenly felt a little shivering.Holding the hilt of the Yin-Yang Kunwu Sword with his right hand gave Qin Song a sense of security.

The old man walked in, found a place to sit down on his own, picked up a cup of tea on the table and said, "Are you curious, why can I open your door at will?"

"It's normal, because I'm the landlord here. But I can't always open your door, at least not at night."

"Not at night?" Qin Song frowned.

"Isn't it night now?" Qin Song clearly remembered the huge and strange moon after they came out of the cave, and the endless gray purple-black night in the distance.

"No, no, you forgot, when you came, it was early morning." The old man said slowly.

Qin Song suddenly saw the red blood mud between his nails and a little bit of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.The blood slime was probably the flesh slime of some kind of creature, and Qin Song wasn't sure if it was the blood of a living person.

"Early morning?" Qin Song asked suspiciously, and he was more on guard against the old man in his heart to prevent him from getting violent and making trouble.

"That's right, it's early in the morning. It's just that the daytime in our village is like this, and we don't see much sunshine all year round. It's not surprising."

"Are you curious why I came here?" The landlord put down the teacup in his hand, his fingernails were purple and black, which looked weird no matter how you looked.

Qin Song nodded, "What is this place for? I'm afraid it's not just for people to live in?"

"Ah!" "Help!" Suddenly, there was a tragic howl and a cry for help, which made Qin Song's back feel cold.

The landlord's expression also changed, he stood up, and walked quickly outside the door, "Don't ask about other things. Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask."

"In addition, I will give you a piece of advice. When you are walking around, don't go to the basement level and the third floor. You can go to other places."

"Otherwise, if something terrible happens, don't blame me for not reminding you."