Chapter 111
It was a dark night, and the street lights around the Wen family mansion were dim and very quiet.
In Wen Xuan's room, Wen Xuan, who had lost one ear, was tied up tightly.
Unlike when he tied up Xue Ling by just tying her hands behind her back, at this moment Wen Xuan was tied up from hands to feet, unable to move, and could only lie on the ground gasping for breath.
The door had been closed again. Wen Jiu was squatting in front of Wen Xuan, his toes on an ear that was covered in white blood, and he was twirling a dagger in his hand.
"Okay, tell me, why are you different from other zombies?"
Wen Xuan stared at him with hatred, revealing the fangs hidden in his mouth.
Wen Xuan hated Wen Jiuzhe, just as Wen Jiuzhe hated Wen Xuan.
Mr. Wen had two sons in his life, the eldest son Wen Hengyi and the second son Wen Shengshuang.
Wen Xuan's father Wen Shengshuang only had him as his child, while his uncle Wen Heng had two daughters.
Mr. Wen is a very traditional patriarch. He believes that only men can set up their own household. Daughters should be married off sooner or later and cannot inherit the family business, so they can only be considered half members of the Wen family.
Therefore, as the only boy of this generation, Wen Xuan received the most attention and love in the Wen family since he was a child.
But his uncle Wen Hengyi was a very promiscuous man who slept with many women and had illegitimate children.
After he died of illness, Master Wen thought it was inappropriate for his eldest son to have only two daughters, so he found his eldest son's only illegitimate son and brought him back to the Wen family. This son was Wen Jiuze.
Wen Xuan's position in the Wen family was threatened. An illegitimate child from outside took away things that originally belonged to him. Of course, he hated him very much and wished he would die.
Unfortunately, the thick-skinned illegitimate son was so tough that he could not die no matter how he was tortured. Moreover, he was under pressure from his grandfather, so he did not dare to do anything too excessive.
When he grew up, this illegitimate son snatched the woman he liked, and Wen Xuan's dislike for him turned into hatred.
Later, grandpa fell ill, and he wanted to take the opportunity to deal with Wen Jiuze, but who knew that zombies would appear.
He failed to deal with Wen Jiuze, and instead he was seized by him and almost killed!
It's been three years, and Wen Xuan still remembers that day when this bastard, who had never dared to fight back or talk back when he beat him, smiled as he pressed his neck into the zombie's mouth.
He said, "Wen Xuan, if you were turned into a zombie and were released, would you eat all the people in the Wen family?"
"I was really looking forward to it, but unfortunately I was in a hurry and couldn't see that scene..."
Wen Xuan was bitten by a zombie. He screamed in fear and even cried without any dignity.
But he soon felt his body becoming stiff and numb, his mind becoming fuzzy, and only an unbearable feeling of hunger overwhelmed his reason.
If he hadn't eaten that thing by accident, he might have really become one of those ugly and scary zombies.
For three years, he has been living in this life, neither human nor ghost, with no end in sight. Every time he thinks of it, he would curse Wen Jiuze. Today, the nightmare reappeared. Wen Jiuze did not die outside, but appeared in front of him again.
He was thinner than he had been three years ago, and his demeanor was even more gloomy and formidable.
With that smile that sent him to the mouth of a zombie, he asked him, "You don't want to tell me?"
Wen Xuan's sanity, which had been almost burned out by the flames of hatred, began to resurface. Fear emerged in his heart, but he was unwilling to give in so easily.
Seeing his unyielding look, Wen Jiuze chuckled and crushed him hard with his toes.
“Puff.”
He stepped on the meat paste and put the dagger against Wen Xuan's fingers.
"I will start from your fingers, then I will cut your arms... Let's see where you can't stand it and are willing to speak up."
Zombies can't feel pain, but any sane person would find it unbearable to see their body parts being cut off.
What's more, Wen Xuan is not a strong-willed person. He has been pampered since he was a child and cannot stand any grievance.
Wen Jiuze pulled out one of Wen Xuan's hands, pressed it in front of his eyes, and slashed with the knife.
Thumbs up.
During the three years since the end of the world, Wen Jiuze has seen and experienced countless cruel and bloody things, but his eyes remain indifferent and his hands are very steady.
Just as he expected, Wen Xuan collapsed after the first strike.
"Say...say, I say..." He started vaguely.
His chin, which had been pulled off, had been put back in place. Wen Jiuze did not retract the dagger, but still held his fingertips: "Go ahead."
"I ate... Taisui and became like this. As for the rest, I don't know."
Taisui.
Three years ago, Mr. Wen's health was deteriorating. People like him start to fear death when they get old, and hope they can live a hundred years.
While he was ill, he thought of his eldest son who had died early, and began to doubt the bad feng shui of the ancestral tomb, so he took charge of rebuilding the ancestral tomb himself.
The ancestral tombs of the Wen family are all in Anqiu Mountain. The tomb that Mr. Wen repaired is the tomb of his great-grandfather, who was six generations ago.
He took out a special Tai Sui from the tomb.
When this thing appeared in various ancient books, it was blown to pieces, as if it were some kind of magic medicine.
Master Wen also thought so. He felt that he was ill and was repairing the ancestral tomb when he happened to meet this Taisui, which meant that he was not destined to die.
Wen Jiuze scoffed at this. What is Tai Sui? Isn't it just a special kind of fungus?
Only a few people in the Wen family knew about the existence of Tai Sui. Master Wen kept a close eye on the thing and secretly sent it for testing. He then took out a quarter of it and prepared to try it.
Regardless of whether the thing was useful or not, Wen Jiuze didn't want to let him get his wish, so he replaced the real thing with a fake one, and made Old Man Wen, who was lying on the hospital bed, eat a fake one.
As for the real one-quarter of Tai Sui, he took it back... and it was eaten by Xue Ling by mistake.
Wen Jiuze stopped playing with the knife.
Yes, Xue Ling has eaten a quarter of Tai Sui.
"You said you became like this because you ate Taisui. How much did you eat?"
Wen Xuan's cheek twitched: "I ate all the remaining Tai Sui from Grandpa."
Wen Xuan is a zombie, but he looks more like a human. His skin is pale, not bluish white, and his eyes are not dark red. Only if you look closely can you see a hint of red deep in his pupils. He can still speak, although his voice is hoarse.
If he remained like this because he had eaten the remaining three quarters of Tai Sui, then what about Xue Ling?
This was the first thing that Wen Jiuze thought of. He thought of the days when he and Xue Ling were reunited, and the illusion he occasionally had that Xue Ling seemed to understand what he was saying.
Thinking of Xue Ling pretending to attack but never really hurting him.
Thinking that she didn't want to eat people.
Wen Jiuze slowly tightened the handle of the knife, feeling great ecstasy and anticipation in his heart.
Is she still conscious?
He suddenly stared at Wen Xuan with a creepy look.
If Xue Ling ate Wen Xuan, would she also become like Wen Xuan now?
No, he didn't need her to turn back into a human, as long as she still remembered him. It would be fine if she was a zombie, anything would be fine.
"Hahaha."
Wen Xuan heard Wen Jiuze chuckle after a period of silence. He kept laughing for a long time and covered his face with one hand to hide his expression.
I didn't know why he was laughing for no reason, but his laughter frightened me and I suspected he was crazy.
“Knock, knock.”
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. A young woman's voice asked, "Brother Xuan, are you laughing? What are you doing so late at night?"
Wen Xuan recognized the voice as that of his cousin Wen Xiang. A light of survival suddenly flashed in his eyes and he opened his mouth to ask for help.
Wen Jiuze stopped laughing, pointed the tip of the knife at his mouth, and asked him, "Do you want your zombie identity to be exposed?"
Wen Xuan froze.
For the past three years, he didn't dare let anyone know that he had turned into a zombie, and tried his best to hide his abnormality.
He was not stupid. He knew his special situation and what would happen if others knew about it, so he told others that he was sick and reduced contact with everyone.
If Wen Xiang knew...
Wen Jiuze knew what she was thinking when he saw his expression, and stood up and walked to the door.
Wen Xiang outside the door was still wondering why her cousin had been acting strange in recent years. Every time she saw him, he had a gloomy face and his face was as white as a wall. Why was he smiling so happily today? And this voice sounded strangely familiar.
The door in front of her opened. Wen Xiang was still holding the word "cousin" in her mouth when her mouth was covered and she was pulled into the room with great force.
“Ugh!!!”
Wen Xiang's eyes widened as he was thrown next to Wen Xuan with his hands tied.
Wen Xiang is the half-sister of Wen Jiuze, and she also has a full sister, Wen Yi.
Wen Xuan disliked Wen Jiuze because his appearance affected his status, while Wen Xiang disliked Wen Jiuze purely out of disgust for the products of his father's affair.
Except for the older Wen Yi, Wen Xiang and Wen Xuan also bullied Wen Jiuze a lot.
On the first day Wen Jiuze entered the Wen family, he was pushed down from the stairs by Wen Xiang, and his head was broken and bleeding.
Because they had a common bully, the cousins used to share the same hatred and their relationship was better than that of real siblings.
"Wen Xiang, you're here just in time. I have something to ask you."
"Bah! Bastard, why didn't you die outside and dare to come back!" Wen Xiang didn't understand the situation and started cursing as usual.
Wen Jiuze didn't react at all when he was scolded. He still smiled. He turned around and asked Wen Xuan on the other side:
"What should I do? If your cousin finds out that you are a zombie, will she spread rumors?"
Wen Xuan's whole body was twitching. Wen Xiang realized something was wrong and looked at the two of them, especially his cousin Wen Xuan.
She was dumbfounded: "What? Zombie? How is that possible? When did Brother Xuan become a zombie? How could he be a zombie?"
But she had good eyesight and had clearly seen Wen Xuan's lost ear and the coagulated dark red blood, as well as the zombie fangs that he had uncontrollably exposed when facing the threat from Wen Wen Jiuze just now.
Wen Xiang was so scared that he immediately moved away from Wen Xuan.
This young lady, who had also never suffered and still lived peacefully in the castle after the apocalypse, was frightened by what was happening before her eyes. She glanced at the pieces of trampled meat on the ground and even showed an expression as if she wanted to vomit.
Wen Jiuze patted her face and said, "Let me ask you, do you know the whereabouts of the Wen family's Taisui?"
Although Wen Xuan said that he ate the leftover Tai Sui, Wen Jiu didn't quite believe that Wen Xuan would tell the truth.
Wen Xiang's face changed, and his eyes could not hide his guilt: "What, I don't know, I didn't see it, Taisui is gone, what does it have to do with me!"
Wen Jiuzhe: "..."
Wen Xiang has been like this since she was a child. She has no scheming or cunning at all. Even her viciousness is very straightforward. Her thoughts are written on her face. She is much dumber than her sister.
"You seem to know everything about Taisui, but you don't want to talk about it?" Wen Jiuze dragged her back to Wen Xuan, "You two siblings are really alike, both of you won't cry until you see the coffin."
"If you don't tell me, I'll stuff you into his mouth?"
Seeing his neck getting closer and closer to his cousin's pale face and fangs, Wen Xiang was so scared that his mind went blank and he didn't know what he said. He only came back to his senses when Wen Jiuze lifted him up.
"Go ahead."
Wen Xiang glanced at Wen Xuan again, her lips trembling twice, and when Wen Jiuze was about to take action again, she quickly said, "I only know that after Grandpa died, my sister took Tai Sui away!"
When her sister took Taisui away, she asked her if she wanted to leave with them, but she didn't dare to. She thought it was too chaotic outside and what if she encountered an accident? So her sister left alone and there was no news of her for three years.
Later, when her second uncle asked about Tai Sui, she didn't say anything, and the matter was just over. She was even glad that her second uncle didn't pursue the matter.
The room was quiet for a while, and Wen Jiuze's smile disappeared.
The good mood that came from guessing that Xue Ling still had some rationality also disappeared.
He suddenly grabbed the two men's necks and said coldly, "You said different things. So, who is lying to me?"
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