Zombies take me as air

Chapter 87

On the Ching Ming Festival, Kong Qi picked a bunch of rapeseed flowers from the yard and put them in front of Li Qi's urn.

The yard was burned, but it had no effect on the land, and Kong Qi continued to grow vegetables and melons.

When the packing work was coming to an end, she collected another crop of vegetables, dried them in the air, and put them in the cellar for sealed storage.

In mid-April, her preparations were basically completed. All the things to be taken away were packed and packed, and serial numbers and labels were pasted on the outside of the boxes.

She was so busy that her back was sore and her back was aching, and the trauma was just right, and she was tired and paralyzed in the bed.

During the packing period, she went to bed very early and fell asleep on time at eight o'clock in the evening.

After finishing her busy day, she wanted to go to bed later, when she saw a quarter past ten while reading, a gust of wind suddenly blew outside the tent.

She has been living in the small courtyard of the Lu family, with a 'flower ball', and the courtyard has never been windy or snowy, like a world in a crystal ball.

The tent was shaken by a gust of wind, and Kong Qi was so frightened that she got up quickly and touched the knife and gun beside her pillow.

She held a knife in one hand and a gun in the other. She tried to turn off the light but found she couldn't free her hand.

"Kong Qi..."

"Mom-"

A black shadow suddenly reflected on the tent cloth beside her, and faintly called out her name.

Kong Qi was so frightened that she almost pulled the trigger, and the knife had already stabbed out, cutting a hole in the tent cloth.

"It's me." The ethereal voice seemed to be calling from the netherworld.

"Who? Ghost, Ke Nan, Sister Nan?" Kong Qi's mind was spinning rapidly. She recalled whose voice it was, and almost said what she wanted in her heart. His name seemed not respectful enough, so he changed his name in time.

"Well...you come out." Nan Xing's voice had a terrifying effect, always slow and eerie.

It seems dangerous to go out?
Kong Qi remembered that in horror movies, when someone told her to go out, it was best not to go out.

But it's not safe if you don't go out, Kong Qi knows how powerful Nan Xing is, can this small tent block the big brother Nan?
Kong Qi put away the knife and gun, and crawled out of the tent with a cat on her waist.

Nan Xing was sitting by the edge of the tent, Kong Qi shrank suddenly when she saw her.

Nan Xing looked like a bloody man, there were six or seven bloody cuts on his face alone, and the deepest one was almost cut to the bone.

The second donkey followed Kong Qi, it stared at Nan Xing vigilantly, without any kindness or hostility.

Kong Qi didn't want Nan Xing to become the second Li Qi, she hurried forward and asked, "I have medicine here, what do you need? Gauze, anti-inflammatory drugs, everything, let's treat the wound."

Nan Xing smiled, and the corners of her mouth curled up. It was a sneer. She raised her hand to look at the blood on her fingertips. The blood flowed down from her sleeve and slid to her fingertips. It's blood, I can't tell where the wound is.

"Kong Qi." Nan Xing called out slowly.

"Ah, here!" Although Kong Qi knew that Nan Xing was Lu Xiangbei's friend and was not a vicious person, she was always a bit afraid of this 'ghostly' woman.

"I can't die, put away your funeral expression." Nan Xing said strong words, but his face became paler.

"Then how will you get better?" Kong Qi only hoped to do something for Nan Xing. She didn't have to worry about people when she was not in front of her.

"Bury me."

"what?"

"Not buried after death, but buried now, while alive."

"Buried alive?"

"Correct."

"Don't be too hard on yourself..."

"Do as I say, go, dig a hole, just in the old place." Nan Xing glanced at the place where Kong Qi wanted to bury her.

(End of this chapter)