Pick up a zombie and raise it together

Stairs, but there always seems to be something strange in my heart.

After walking for a long time, he didn't realize what the strangeness was for, and suddenly he felt the hairs all over his body stand on end—he hadn't finished walking for more than ten minutes in just a dozen steps!

The memory of that night in the alley instantly came to mind, Zhang Cheng's hands in his trouser pockets trembled uncontrollably.

"Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang!" Zhang Cheng murmured the only name he could think of at the moment, and took out his phone from his pocket.

After looking through the address book for a long time, I remembered that there was no Bai Wuyang's number on it.

Zhang Cheng picked up his phone and took pictures of both sides. The office and the corner of the downstairs stairs were within easy reach. He wanted to run down, but his legs suddenly seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't even lift them up.

Having no time to pick a number, Zhang Cheng dialed a number casually and saw Liu Jian's name flashing on it, but just a second after the call started, his phone suddenly went dark and turned off automatically.

Even though it was still full of battery, Zhang Cheng panicked even more. He pressed the power button vigorously, but the phone still didn't respond at all.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his feet sink, as if something grabbed his ankle.

"Ahh—" Zhang Cheng couldn't help shouting, trying to kick the things on his feet away, but the force on his feet was getting stronger and stronger, and his bones felt like they were about to be crushed.

"Oh... let me go! Ah—" Zhang Cheng yelled in pain.

The thing under his feet actually made a sound, the buzzing sound did not seem to be made by humans, but it was indeed something that humans could understand and understand: "Give me...give me..."

The sound like fingernails scratching glass made Zhang Cheng's hair stand on end again, his legs softened, and he sat on the ground uncontrollably.

The author has something to say: This was coded last night, I am really tired...

There are three new children in the class, and they cry every day

There is also a teacher asking for leave, I am about to SHI... I hope I can finish writing a chapter tonight...

15. The Soul of the Palm ([-])

15. The Soul of the Palm ([-])...

Sitting on the ground, Zhang Cheng only felt a burst of cold air rushing towards his face, and Zhang Cheng belatedly realized that he was now face to face with "that thing". At this moment, he was really thankful for the darkness on the stairs.

The strength on the ankle still didn't relax at all, as if the thing was still trying to drag him away, Zhang Cheng thumped his legs, groped for the railing around him, and leaned back as hard as he could.

Probably because of the extreme fear, Zhang Cheng's mind became clearer.

"You, who are you, what do you want me to give you?" When Zhang Cheng asked, his tongue trembled a little.

That thing didn't seem to hear his question, and the hoarse voice just repeated those two words mechanically: "Give me...give me..."

Is there anything in him that he wants?Zhang Cheng thought hard while being afraid, but it was still in vain.

Except for the wallet key and the mobile phone that fell off the chain at a critical moment, he didn't even bring a piece of paper with him.

"Give it to me, give it to me..." The thing seemed to let go of a hand, and Zhang Cheng felt that the strength on his right foot had disappeared.

Zhang Cheng tried to move his right foot, and sure enough, he was no longer unable to move.

Zhang Cheng's eyes also got used to the current darkness. He looked down strangely, and was startled again. A hand like a withered claw was slowly moving along his leg towards his upper body.

The fear from the sense of touch suddenly rose to the sense of vision. Zhang Cheng let out a howl, and the struggle that had just stopped suddenly started to become violent again: "Don't, don't... Get out! Get out! Help!"

Zhang Cheng's struggle exhausted all the strength in his body, if the opponent was a person, he would have been pushed aside by him long ago.But in the face of a ghost with unknown power, Zhang Cheng's wriggling was just a waste of effort.In just a few seconds, that withered yellow claw grabbed his right hand.

"Oh..." Zhang Cheng let out a miserable cry, this time the strength of the thing was much stronger than before, and Zhang Cheng felt as if his right hand was about to be twisted from the wrist.

"Give me...give me..." The thing was still whispering, but Zhang Cheng was in so much pain that he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Could it be that he was really going to die here today?

"Mom and Dad, I'm sorry." Zhang Cheng murmured such a sentence, closed his eyes, and couldn't help but a string of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Wow!" Suddenly there was a sound of broken glass, and Zhang Cheng felt as if there were lights outside his eyelids. He opened his eyes quickly, and saw a hideous thing lying in front of him.

The thing's face was the same as his hands, as if withered human skin was attached to the bones, and there were only two black holes in the eyes. Zhang Cheng wailed and closed his eyes again.

Damn, he is going to die, why should he be scared once before he dies?

Zhang Cheng cursed secretly, but all the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, followed by an unexpected voice: "Uncle, uncle, are you okay?"

Xiaoshi? !Zhang Cheng was taken aback, and opened his eyes again, and sure enough, he saw Yan Ling Shizheng rushing towards him anxiously, his entire eye sockets were red.

Zhang Cheng turned his head to the side, and found that Bai Wuyang was also standing on the side. His extremely tense spirit instantly relaxed, and he collapsed onto the stairs, even though he was slammed on his back by the steps of the stairs. In pain, he still didn't have the strength to stand up.

"Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you?" Xiao Shi's voice was choked up this time, and he shook him vigorously: "Uncle, don't die, woo woo..."

"Uncle is fine..." Zhang Cheng replied feebly, raising his hand to pat his head.

Bai Wuyang looked at him thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Cheng took a break, and after a little relaxation, he thought of asking: "How did you get in?"

Xiaoshi raised his head and pointed to the window at the corner of the stairs, only to see that the glass on it was shattered all over the floor, and there were still glass shards on it shining under the light: "I saw that thing lying on uncle's body. After smashing the glass, Uncle Xiao Yang climbed up."

"Hitting the glass?" Zhang Cheng sat up, and checked Xiaoshi back and forth several times by the light. Sure enough, the top with the Pikachu hat on his body was cut open by the glass, but fortunately, there was no hole left on his body. It hurts a little bit.

"How do you know I'm here?" Zhang Cheng felt relieved and continued to ask.

Xiao Shi pouted: "Uncle said he came to play with me today but he never came, so Uncle Xiao Yang took me to find you."

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but looked up at Bai Wuyang, it was beyond his expectation that he would agree to bring Xiaoshi out.

"Then the uncle who lived with you said that you haven't come back yet. When we just wanted to come to you, that uncle received your call, and uncle Xiaoyang brought me here. Uncle Xiaoyang ran so fast on the way Xiaoshi can't catch up with him." After Yan Lingshi explained, he asked strangely, "Uncle, what is the phone number? Why is Uncle Xiaoyang so anxious when he heard that uncle said that he has your phone number?"

He is in a hurry?Zhang Cheng couldn't help but glanced at him again, only to see that the guy was still looking at him sitting on the ground expressionlessly.

This guy probably hasn't realized what it means to be anxious when he grows up so old, right?

Zhang Cheng shook his head, leaning on the armrest and trying to stand up, but then he felt a heart-rending pain in his right hand and feet. "Hmm..." Zhang Cheng groaned and slumped back down the stairs heavily.

The sensor light on the wall was already off, but it was turned on again by his "bang".

Zhang Cheng howled secretly, raised his hand to have a look, his wrist was pinched with a circle of purple and black blood, and his ankle probably wouldn't be much better.

It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes.

"Uncle, your hand is hurt." Yan Lingshi lay down again, pouting his mouth distressedly, and blew twice on his wrist.

This thoughtful gesture immediately made Zhang Cheng feel good: "It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

Bai Wuyang, who had been silent by the side, suddenly said shortly, "Get up."

"Oh, good." Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand, put half of his body on him, and slowly stood up with his strength.

Suddenly there was a rattling sound of unlocking the lock downstairs. Zhang Cheng was still surprised when he heard Liu Jian calling his name: "Zhang Cheng, Zhang Cheng!"

"Is Liu Jian here too?" Zhang Cheng asked Bai Wuyang.

Before Bai Wuyang could speak, Xiao Shi replied quickly: "That's right, he seemed to follow us all the way downstairs just now."

Zhang Cheng's scalp was numb all the time: "Didn't he see you flying up?" Although his office was only on the third floor, if Xiao Shi broke the window, he had to fly up.

At first he thought that only the two of them would come, and Zhang Cheng didn't think about worrying at all, but now he realized the seriousness of the problem after hearing Xiao Shiyi's talk.

"You still let Xiao Shi use to fly when there are other people beside you!" Zhang Cheng couldn't help complaining softly to the person who was supporting him.

Bai Wuyang, who was being complained about, looked down at him, and replied sternly: "You are dying."

"..." Zhang Cheng was silenced by him. In such a critical situation, if they came a little later, whether he would die or not, but his right hand would definitely be lost.

"Zhang Cheng, are you okay?" Liu Jian had already gone up the stairs, followed by the security guard who was watching the gate.

Zhang Cheng put his hand down subconsciously: "It's okay, I sprained my foot accidentally."

"Just now you called me because of this? Why did you hang up without saying anything?" Liu Jian continued to ask.

"Oh,