C1 Primer

[Pull]

Seven years for the Republic. July 17th.

West of the city.

Night.

In the tomb watcher's room at Zhou Family Graveyard on the west side of the city, two robust men in their twenties stared in horror at the door that was blown open by the wind. The mournful sound of the wind outside was like that of ghosts. Apart from the sound of the wind, there were other, more terrifying sounds, as if dozens of 'things' that couldn't be explained were 'popping out' from the ground as they dragged and dragged their way towards the wooden house. Combined with the sound of the wind, one could still hear a wave of ghost-breathing sounds.

"Brother Guangyi …" 'I can't take it anymore, how about we run … ' Perhaps we can still save lives … " The younger man trembled as he pulled on Brother Guangyou's sleeve, and continued in a sobbing tone: "I already said that Old Zhou Family would not have such good intentions … Just give us a piece of ocean for a day of looking at the graveyard. You even lied to me that the grave-watcher went back to his hometown. I only now understand that he went back to his grandma's house … One ocean a day... "Who is willing to leave …"

"It's too late to say anything now …" Brother Guangyou wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, then gritted his teeth and continued, "The fortune-teller said that laozi could live for 99 years, and that's not even half of it. Laozi is rich and will not die here. Dogman! "You f * cking peed …"

While speaking, Brother Guangyou suddenly felt his feet getting wet, followed by a urine smell.

At this moment, the sound of someone knocking on the door came from outside. A disgusting stench came from the gap in the door, as if the rotten pork that had been dead for years.

Seeing that the bolt on the door was about to be deduced at any moment, Guangyi didn't care about anything else. Ye Zichen pushed the cabinet beside the door, blocking the door that was about to be knocked open. Just as he was about to find something to block the door, he saw blood flowing out from the gap in the door. There was more than a crack in the door. Blood was seeping out from the four walls as well. The whole room was instantly filled with the smell of blood …

Just as Brother Guangyou was about to find something else to block the door, Dogman had crawled over to the windowsill and was ready to jump out.

Seeing that Dogman was about to escape, Brother Guangyou roared, "You can't go out! Are you stupid? If we go out, it will be a dead end. We will have to stay here until the sun rises before we can live! "

This roar scared Gouzi. Just as he was hesitating about whether he should jump out, an arm that was practically dried up reached out from the window and pulled Gouzi out of the window in an instant …

Ah!" Brother Guangyi, save me … Ghost … Help … "Brother Guangyi." From outside the window came Gouzi's blood-curdling screech, but it disappeared moments later. Outside the house, other than the ghost-like sound of the wind and the sound of the door being knocked on, there was no other sound of Gouzi's miserable wails.

Brother Guangyi was stunned for a moment before reacting. He heard some "sizzling" sounds coming from outside the window and picked up a sharpened machete from the corner of the room and waited by the window. A moment later, another pair of skeletal hands reached in through the window. Guangyou brother lifted up his machete and hacked at the hand. After a hiss, half of his arm was cut off by an elbow. Yet, not a single drop of blood flowed out from the wound.

Brother Guangyou was already giving it his all. If he died, it wouldn't matter what kind of ghost it was outside. Killing him would be more than enough. It was just that it was dark outside and he couldn't tell what kind of monster it was. However, the more he heard, the more it sounded like a dumpling that had crawled out from a graveyard.

After cutting off one of the ghost hands, the ghost outside did not have any plans to come in through the window. However, the two doors were still knocked so hard that "pa pa …" A loud sound rang out, as if the door was about to be broken in.

At this moment, Brother Guangyi blocked the door with everything he could drag. He also desperately leaned against the door. He held the machete in one hand and the horse's hooves in the other to watch the grave. It was almost four o'clock. He only needed to endure for another hour before the sun would rise. After daybreak, he would no longer be afraid of any monsters or ghosts …

Just when Guangyou was trying to figure out how much longer it would take for the sky to brighten, the sound outside of the house suddenly disappeared, and the ghost-like sound of the wind could no longer be heard.

The silence only made the crowd feel even more perplexed. After waiting for a long time and hearing nothing else out of the ordinary, Brother Guangyou slowly laid on the cabinet blocking the door. He peered through the crack in the door, only to see another eye looking at him from outside.

All of a sudden, he saw an eyeball wink at him, scaring Brother Guangyi so much that he fell off the cabinet.

Before he could get up, a loud clanging sound came from outside the door …