There is no snow in the port city in winter.
Chi Shen was walking slowly along the coast. The sound of the tides came in waves, and on the coast, there was a light, which was the car lights.
A little girl was sitting on a high rock by the roadside. She was Huang Lingling who had escaped from Dongshan Town. She tilted her head and swung her feet, looking at the depth of the pool, as if exploring something.
A pair of blood-red eyes appeared behind Chi Shen. Huang Lingling smiled, made a face, jumped off the reef and ran away.
The thick clouds above the sea dispersed and then gathered together again. Chi Shen walked farther and farther away, away from the faint light of the street lamps, and walked into the deep darkness.
It was a night where the rocks on the beach could not be seen clearly. There was only darkness and the sound of waves crashing against the shore in the distance. However, the pool was deep as if it were flat ground. He walked towards the car lights with light steps as if he was taking a stroll.
After crossing a reef and walking a few steps, a few bright lights suddenly appeared in front of us.
Under the cover of night, a candle appeared on the dark beach. The candle was placed in a relatively flat area with gravel underneath.
The candles on the beach only illuminated a small area. Under the flickering candlelight, there was a circle of cold iron rings with a chain attached to them. There were eight candles in total, placed in eight directions, and the chains pressed down by these candles were all facing the center, where there was a huge square black shadow.
That was a coffin.
Even though he couldn't see it clearly, Chi Shen knew what the coffin looked like. The coffin was pitch black with delicate patterns carved on both ends, and the coffin lid was covered with yellow talisman paper.
This was his neighbor in the Bai family’s old house. No one knew why he was moved here.
As the pool got closer, the candles on all sides began to flicker violently, the flames rising and falling, the sound of nails scratching came from the coffin, the coffin lid creaked, and the iron chains binding the coffin also made noises.
These sounds sound small, but at this moment on this dark beach they are extremely obvious. Even the sound of the continuous waves cannot suppress them. It seems that they are ringing in people's hearts. This strange phenomenon is particularly terrifying.
Chi Shen was well-informed and naturally was not frightened by this strange phenomenon. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to walk away because he had things to do. But then he felt that such behavior was impolite. After all, they were neighbors he had lived with for half a month, and since he was here, it was necessary to say hello.
So he walked straight towards the strange coffin that appeared on the beach.
With every step he took, the shaking of the coffin became more violent. When he stepped into the dividing line of the candle, the coffin suddenly opened with a creaking sound. The iron chains bound around the coffin rattled, and a dry, pale hand stretched out from the crack in the coffin, suddenly grabbed the coffin lid, and forcefully pushed it back.
Chi Shen: I see. He’s still a socially anxious neighbor.
Then it is also his responsibility to help his neighbors integrate into the group!
So Chi Shen walked over a little faster, showing his eagerness to help his former neighbor.
However, the faint shadow beside him illuminated by the candle did not follow. A pair of blood-red eyes appeared in the shadow, but quickly disappeared, and then swam away in one direction.
Chi Shen had already walked to the coffin. He knocked on the coffin lid three times politely: "Hello, senior."
The coffin was shaking violently, as if there was a force trying to open it, but there was another force holding the coffin lid shut, refusing to let it be opened at all costs.
Chi Shen looked at the situation, thought for a moment, and took a step back.
The next second, the chains tied to the coffin loosened and slid down like a snake being stepped on. The talisman papers covering the coffin also flew up. As soon as they flew up, they were blown all over the sky by the sea breeze, and fell in the dark night like paper money.
The last chain slipped off the coffin, and the coffin lid suddenly flew up. A dark shadow suddenly sat up straight from the coffin. It was an old zombie from the Qing Dynasty wearing an official uniform and a peacock feather.
Accompanied by a rotten smell, the old zombie jumped up, revealing a bluish-white hideous face with two finger-long fangs on his face, and his dry and turbid eyes stared at the air.
Chi Shen waved and greeted, "Good evening, um...long time no see?"
The old zombie ignored him and instead roared towards the sky. His voice was very strange, like a watering can without water spraying a few times, and sounded very irritable. While Chi Shen was greeting him, the old zombie had already stretched out his hands with long nails, and as if to vent his emotions, he scratched at the air, and even grabbed a chain, as if he wanted to lie back, but he threw the chain down after a moment.
As soon as Chi Shen finished speaking, the old zombie suddenly turned his head and looked at Chi Shen.
A gust of wind blew by, but the candles in all directions did not go out. Instead, they burned brighter and brighter in the wind. The flames jumped wildly, and suddenly turned into green will-o'-the-wisp fires.
His face was also changing, his fangs began to grow longer and broke through the chin, the other teeth in his mouth became sharper, the paleness of his face became more severe, his eyes widened, as if they were about to pop out of their eyeballs, revealing a bloodshot red color, he jumped and jumped straight towards Chi Shen.
If the old zombie looked scary but expressionless when he first crawled out of the coffin, his current expression could be described as manic.
- Don't ask Chi Shen how he can tell the emotions from a corpse. After all, he has rich experience and this is just his experience.
Chi Shen did not rush to take action. He took a step to the side to avoid the old zombie's attack. Then he raised his hand, ghost energy wrapped around his arm, and a black Mo Dao condensed in his hand. He did not chop it down, but used the long handle of the Mo Dao to hold the old zombie's head.
When the old zombie saw the pitch-black Mo Dao, his stiff eyes moved and he seemed to retreat a little, but this retreat lasted less than a second. He was controlled by madness again and roared to jump over.
But with Chi Shen's Mo Dao holding him, the old zombie was like a short-legged cat with its forehead pressed down. It could only curse and wave its hands but could not get any closer.
"Zombies are living people or corpses infected with corpse poison. They usually have no brains and can only act on instinct, that is, following the yang energy of living people." Chi Shen muttered in a low voice, "If it is a powerful and high-level zombie, it will also retain some personal consciousness... Obviously, you are a zombie that retains personal consciousness. You can even resist your own instincts - but now someone has forcibly called you out."
After saying this, Chi Shen, still supporting the Mo Dao with one hand, turned his head and looked in another direction in the darkness.
Behind the messy reefs, the black shadow that Ji Xingchen turned into threw out a person. It was a man in his seventies or eighties, and Chi Shen happened to know him.
"Mr. He, long time no see?"
Under the dim candlelight, the old man rolling in the sand in a panic was He Lianhai, the previously missing gatekeeper of the Bai family's old house. He held a few talisman papers tightly in his hand, but did not look at Chi Shen. Instead, he turned around in fear and looked at the pair of red eyes in the darkness.
"I, I don't know, I don't know anything, it's all your father's fault, don't kill me!"
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