I nodded.

Then I saw her rise from my arms, dancing gracefully, twisting her body, and following the drumbeats, she lifted her hair and moved her shoulders, or tossed her hair and twisted her hips, her body swaying in front of me like a water snake, then turned around with powerful steps, put her hands on my chest and gently stroked it down, her expression was extremely seductive, and when she saw that I was fascinated, she whispered again: "Hold me."

I quickly put my hands around her waist, and she gently turned my face with her hands and slowly moved her face closer to me. Her lips were so beautiful that they made my heart beat faster. She made a few dance moves with her hands again, all of which were half-hearted and ambiguous. Then she said to me again: "Hold me quickly."

I picked her up horizontally and she came over to me and kissed me on the lips, breathing slightly and feeling warm. I knew that this ending action was usually done by using a borrowed position, but I didn't expect that she would actually kiss me. I don't think the Song sisters could have guessed it.

Then the music stopped, she came down from my arms, and took me to say farewell to the Song sisters.

"This dance is of a very high standard and has a great artistic conception. It's like watching a sweet love story, with perfect chemistry. I didn't expect that Brother Zhou Bo could dance. I thought he could only do military boxing." Bai Lu said.

"Oh, sister! Stop praising her all the time. Get up quickly. It's our turn now. Let them see what we sisters can do. She's just flirting, but we have the real skills." Yingchun said.

Bai Lu looked a little embarrassed, but she went up anyway. I think I can probably understand how she feels.

Just when I was about to ask if I needed to keep the beat for the two of them, I saw Song Bailu took out a speaker from somewhere, and there were a lot of cobwebs and dust on it. I was extremely surprised. Let’s not talk about whether it was shameless or not, but it always felt inappropriate to make such a loud noise in the wilderness. If something was startled, I would be in big trouble!

I was about to go up, but Yunwen stopped me. She shook her head at me and said, "Forget it. It's their ability to find the speakers. Let's be more generous."

It was clear that Yunwen was a little unhappy.

The point is, I don't care about this, I just...

However, it was too late. I saw that the speakers had been turned on, and a powerful European and American song was playing. The rumbling sound was so loud that the whole mountain seemed to be shaking. I wondered why the two of them had to hide in a place where I couldn't see them to train, and it turned out that it was for this. At that time, I was concentrating on Yunwen teaching me how to beat the rhythm, and I was too focused to notice other sounds, so I let it pass.

I saw Bailu and Yingchun standing near the bonfire, looking at us confidently and dancing cheerfully and in unison. Although I have no experience with these, I know that the dance is called the Ghost Step Dance, which has become popular in recent years. If you become proficient in it and dance it quickly, you will have the illusion that one of your feet is greased and moving horizontally on the ground.

The two of them walked steadily and danced well, but the noise they made was too loud, giving the impression of being in a disco.

After the dance, my ears were ringing. They turned off the speakers and the Song sisters came over. Yunwen applauded. Song Yingchun also came over with a proud look on her face and said, "Do we still need to judge? Whether it's the rhythm, the background music, the neatness, or the viewing experience, we are better than you. That means we won, right?"

I was about to say something when Yunwen answered first: "Yes, Sister Yingchun won, so what do you want us to do?"

"Sister, you see, I told you that we danced well, but you always had your elbows sticking out, and she admitted it." Song Yingchun said proudly.

"That's because your sister Yunwen is giving in to you. Her dance has content, plot, artistic conception and beauty. It's not like our dance with just simple steps. I think the two are simply incomparable." Song Bailu said.

"Did you take the wrong medicine tonight? Everyone said everything was fine, but you insisted on saying the opposite, right? If you want to wash the dishes, go do it yourself! Anyway, I think we dance better, right, Zhou Bo?" Song Yingchun was anxious.

I was feeling a bit embarrassed to see an entertainment show being played so seriously and didn't know how to persuade them, when suddenly, creaking sounds came from all around. These sounds were like the sound of tearing the throat, and there were not just one sound, but four or five, or even more.

In an instant, everyone fell silent, and at this moment, there were clattering sounds all around, not just one place, but several places, moving from all directions. The light from the campfire couldn't reach very far, so I couldn't see clearly what was making the sound, but I knew that something was digging the sand on the playground.

Snake? If it's this kind of crawling sound, it should be a snake.

But then I immediately rejected this idea, because at this moment, because it was quiet all around, I could hear the sounds in the earthen building where we lived. On the second floor, the sound of heads banging could be heard again. The source of the sound was still the room on the second floor that I had been to, the room where the corpses were stored.

I remember that I locked the door when I went out. Since the door was locked and the windows were closed, the space was sealed. I also checked frequently in the past few days to make sure the windows were closed. I was very confident about this, which meant that there were only those corpses in the room and no other animals had broken in.

But since no other animals broke in and there was no wind, how do we explain the sound of head-banging?

"Zhou Bo, I didn't tell everyone about this because I was afraid that everyone would be scared. But according to the date I remember, today is the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, which is the Ghost Festival, the day when the gates of hell are wide open. Do you think it's because of this?" Yunwen asked.

My pupils widened. The most plausible explanation now was the theory of resurrection. Otherwise, who would make such a sound of head-banging in such a solitary and enclosed space?

"Ghost Festival? No way?" Yingchun quickly hid behind me.

There was no need to guess what happened next, the facts were already in front of me, after hearing the clattering sounds, the headless corpses that I had buried crawled over, and around them there were many corpses with white bones, rotten flesh and wearing camouflage uniforms, all coming towards this place.

They staggered and limped clumsily towards this end, continuing to make that spit-like sound, and later more and more of them came out from another blockhouse, at least thirty or forty of them, all with their hands raised, moving forward step by step.

As we got closer, we could see their hideous, pale faces under the moonlight.

"Ah!! Help! Oh my god, this is fatal!" Yingchun screamed, which made these zombies even more excited.

This time I didn’t shout “ghost thing”, because this time it really was a ghost thing.

"Could it be that the dead are resurrecting? There really are zombies, and we just happened to encounter them. How could such a coincidence happen in the world? I am dreaming, I must be dreaming..." Bai Lu squatted down, holding her head, in pain.

"Zhou Bo, what should we do? We never thought that we would encounter these dirty things. Do you have a way to rescue us?" Yunwen asked hurriedly.

Now being afraid is definitely not enough, we need to find out where they come from. Although I have heard a lot of folk stories about gods and ghosts, I don't believe that I will really encounter them. In addition, even if I do, why did these zombies not appear before, but now they have appeared? Could it be that it is because of the Ghost Festival that the gates of hell are open?

"That's not right. When the gates of hell are wide open, ghosts should at most appear in the world of the living. What does it have to do with zombies? This is not right!" I said.

"Now is not the time to discuss this, Brother Zhou Bo, we are going to die!" Song Bailu shouted in despair.

And those corpses have been getting closer. What's more terrifying is that some of them are equipped with pistols or grenades. If they are possessed by ghosts and have the consciousness of a human, then we are definitely dead.