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Chapter 227: Survivors tell of their supernatural experiences

呲!
Ah!
A shrill scream suddenly rang out, breaking the silent air.

The middle-aged man's palms seemed to have touched boiling magma and quickly turned black.

Lu Yue turned around slowly, his tone cold, and looked directly at the other person.

"A person can be as humble as dust, but he cannot be as twisted as a maggot."

From the moment he stepped through the door, he realized that this family of four had suffered a tragic misfortune. Perhaps the middle-aged man was unwilling to die and finally turned into a ghost.

"If you die, you die. Why impose your misfortune on others?"

The middle-aged man who lost both legs stared at Lu Yue with eyes like poisonous snakes, full of resentment and curses. His entire face was twisted and filled with hatred, and he murmured why the rescue team did not arrive earlier.

Resentment surged like an undercurrent, and an atmosphere of terror enveloped the surroundings.

"Forget it. It's no use trying to reason with you. Let's talk about physics."

Lu Yue stepped hard and instantly appeared in front of the middle-aged ghost.

With a loud bang, the middle-aged man exploded like a broken pottery jar.

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After finishing the job here, Lu Yue went straight to the next room and kicked the door open. A disgusting smell of decay instantly hit his nose.

Inside the house, there were shocking bloodstains and the air was filled with the smell of death. In the corner, a box of instant noodles caught Lu Yue's attention. He walked closer and took a look, and gasped. The box was filled with all kinds of severed limbs.

The young man who lives here has had his limbs replaced, and he seems unaware of what is happening to him, and his human consciousness has not completely disappeared.

However, he was unable to control the remaining limb in his body from killing people.

Lu Yue's eyes showed a pensive look.

Judging from the scene, this special ghost should have just left here not long ago.

Where is it now?
If it is not found in time, I am afraid more people will die at its hands.

Lu Yue frowned slightly. Everyone has their own expertise, and only ghosts can understand ghosts best. So, he patted the medicine box beside him and took out the bronze axe.

"Xiaohong, please help me find the ghost that has been wandering around this area."

Lu Yue gave an order in a low voice, and a wisp of ghostly blue fire emerged from the bronze axe. After hovering in the air for a while, it slowly drifted in a certain direction.

Sure enough, there is drama!

Lu Yue followed closely and started the pursuit.

.........

Lincheng, under the shadow of the blockade area.

After knocking on the door in vain, Wang Xuan returned to the next room in disappointment and fell headfirst onto the bed. He slept extremely comfortably, as if a huge stone in his heart had finally fallen to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, he slowly woke up and explored the corridor again. This time the corridor was unusually quiet, the strange footsteps disappeared without a trace, and he was able to leave the floor.

When Wang Xuan told the neighboring family the good news, he was shocked to find that they had turned into cold corpses, especially the middle-aged man floating nearby who was staring at him viciously.

This scared Wang Xuan a lot.

Has he been talking to ghosts these days? ! !

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan felt a chill in his lower body. He did not dare to stay for a moment and quickly fled from this horrible rental building.

However, the scene outside made him even more horrified.

The streets were completely deserted, like a dead city. A biohazard? The end of the world?
Wang Xuan's heart was buzzing, and he was always on guard against the "zombies" rushing out of the darkness. He wandered aimlessly, looking for survivors. He didn't know how long he had walked until he heard a voice from the crack of a supermarket door and a figure waving.

It's a survivor!
Wang Xuan was so excited that he almost broke down in tears. He ran over and slipped into the supermarket through a small door. As soon as he entered, he was surrounded by a group of people. These survivors told him that the Public Security Bureau issued an evacuation notice a few days after the black smoke erupted.

Most people have been evacuated, but a few people are still trapped in the city.

Wang Xuan didn't know that so many things had happened during the few days he was trapped in the rental house. At this time, he also noticed that women, old and young, were huddled together in a corner of the supermarket, with fear and worry written all over their faces.

Humans are social animals, and Wang Xuan felt inexplicably relaxed when he saw more than twenty living people at once. He had read some doomsday novels, which said that in doomsday, the old, the young, the sick and the disabled can usually be used as a standard to test whether a gathering place still retains human kindness.

The fact that there are so many old, weak and disabled people in this group is enough to prove that they are not bad people.

"Brother, what's your name? What happened?" A working man in a suit and tie stretched out his fair and delicate right hand and gently patted Wang Xuan on the shoulder.

"My name is Wang Xuan. Actually... I didn't see anything."

Wang Xuan lowered his head, a little scared.

"Don't be afraid, we've all been there."

“Only by speaking out and conquering your fear can you live longer.”

The people gathered around were talking at once.

Wang Xuan looked confused and didn't understand what he meant.

At this time, a bald man came over, smiled kindly and said, "Hello, Wang Xuan, I am the owner of this supermarket."

"Hello, boss." Wang Xuan responded respectfully.

The supermarket owner nodded and explained: "Newcomers must explain their origins when they join. First, we need to get to know each other, and second, we need to collect information and avoid dangerous areas. If we encounter them in the future, we can take good protection."

Wang Xuan suddenly realized.

"Well, let me first tell you what I experienced."

"Well... this story begins the day after the explosive news appeared."

"My supermarket business has not been very good. I felt very sleepy that day, so I slept in the store. I don't know how long I slept, but a group of people rushed in and woke me up."

"They told me there was a ghost outside and asked me to close the door."

"I didn't believe it at first, but then I noticed a strange black fog suddenly rose from the sky outside, covering the entire supermarket tightly."

"I had never seen such a situation before, and there were no pollution sources such as chemical plants nearby. I was a little scared at the time, and those who had fled said there were ghosts outside, so I closed the store in the majority opinion."

"After the supermarket was completely closed, we tried to contact the outside world by phone, but the communication was always intermittent until we lost the signal completely, and then even the electricity went out."

"24 hours passed like this. Some people calmed down and wanted to go out to seek help from the Public Security Bureau, but they went out in groups and never came back."

"We don't know what happened to those who went out, but since then we didn't dare to go out. Fortunately, there was food in the supermarket so we didn't starve. We stayed in the supermarket waiting for rescue."

"Until later, something strange happened. People inexplicably died in the supermarket. The dead bodies had their heads detached. It seemed that a murderer had sneaked into the supermarket. Everyone was very scared, and after discussion, they proposed to take turns patrolling at night."

"But the situation has not decreased due to patrols. People still die every night. There are filth outside the supermarket and murderers inside the supermarket."

"If the murderer is not found, everyone could be next."

"One day, it was my turn to patrol at night. I was very alert and checked every suspicious place. In the middle of the night, I suddenly saw a black shadow flash by. It must be the murderer."

"I picked up a fruit knife to defend myself, and slowly approached and saw with my own eyes that shadow holding a sharp blade cut off the head of one of the sleeping survivors."

"But the murderer has no head."

(End of this chapter)