My right eye is mutated

Chapter 7 Fright
"Are you fucking poisoned?"

Wang Ran looked at Zhou Buzhou with horror on his face.

Zhou Buzhou was full of doubts.

What is poisoned?

Then he froze.

His whole body was covered with dark, sticky things like sediment in a stinky gutter.

Not only similar in shape, but also similar in spirit.

"What a stink!" Wang Ran cursed angrily, and quickly turned his head out of the car window.

Zhou Buzhou didn't pay attention to Wang Ran's words, his eyes froze for a moment, and then he became completely excited.

Cutting bones and washing marrow?

Is this bone cutting and marrow washing?

So, is this a complete initiation of cultivation?
Zhou Buzhou clenched his fist and tried.

He felt that his body was full of strength, and he felt that he could beat Wang Ran with one punch.

How much stronger am I now?

Zhou Buzhou was very curious, but after the black smoke disappeared, he could no longer easily determine any issues.

And it was still in the car, so there was no chance for him to try it.

Shaking his head, Zhou Buzhou said: "I'll sleep for a while, call me when I arrive."

Wang Ran didn't speak.

Zhou Buzhou closed his eyes, but he did not fall asleep completely, but was looking inside, like a baby, curiously studying the black and white vortex in his body.

About an hour later, Zhou Buzhou felt the car stop.

Open your eyes and you will see the gate of Nantah University in front of you.

Under the towering gate, there is no hustle and bustle of the past, only deathly silence.

"Are you waiting here, or?" Wang Ran asked as he opened the car door.

Zhou Buzhou got out of the car directly: "Let's go together, in case of danger, if I save you, it will be regarded as repaying your previous life-saving grace."

Wang Ran got out of the car, looked at the top of Zhou Buzhou's head, and smiled: "With your body, if you are really in danger, you will owe me two lives, maybe three lives!"

Zhou Buzhou didn't bother to explain.

He is not tall, only 173, but this height is not bad among the southerners, although it is not as good as the nearly 1.9 meters of the dog in front of him.

But he started practicing, okay?

How can the power be judged by the size?
The two stopped talking.

Wang Ran took out the box from under the driver's seat and took out two large wrenches.

Just when he was about to turn around and give Zhou Buzhou a wrench, Zhou Buzhou had already walked out from the guard next to the school gate.

More than a tattered body was replaced by a blue and black security uniform, and he was carrying a Tang knife and three batons in his hand.

Batons are a must for security.

As for this Tang knife...according to Zhou Buzhou's guess, maybe it was bought by students of Nantah University and then confiscated by the school.

Zhou Buzhou directly threw two of the batons to Wang Ran, and held the Tang knife himself with a relaxed face.

He is a fan of cold weapons, and his four-year university scholarship was basically spent on bows, arrows, and swords.

It's a pity that those things were collected by the school in the first semester of his senior year, and the school didn't return them to him when he finally graduated.

Slowly pull out the Tang knife in his hand.

Looking at Sen Leng's blade.

Zhou Buzhou wondered if he should go to the security office of the Southern Division, maybe he could get back the Longquan sword that was confiscated a few years ago and bought for [-]?

Wang Ran took the baton with suspicion on his face.

The car was more than ten meters away from the doorman, but in a blink of an eye, this kid went to the doorman to change his clothes...

Why is this kid moving so fast?
Wang Ran shook his head, pinned the wrench to his belt, and held a baton in each hand: "My sister's dormitory is on the sixth floor of the third building in the East District!"

"Oh, let's lead the way. Although I have been to Nantah University, I have never been to the girls' dormitory..." Zhou Buzhou nodded, and abruptly withdrew his knife.

The sound of the blade colliding with the scabbard made Zhou Buzhou obsessed.

Looking at Tang Dao and the baton, Zhou Buzhou threw away the baton directly.

"Hey, bring more weapons just in case!" Wang Ran reminded.

Zhou Buzhou shook his head: "For a natural swordsman like me, one sword is enough. Others, even AWM, are a burden to me!"

A born swordsman?
Isn't this kid crazy?

And... AWM is a drag?
Grass mud horse, do you know how much AWM is?

can you afford it
After complaining a few words in his heart, Wang Ran walked in towards the school gate.

Holding the knife in his left hand, Zhou Buzhou followed quickly.

In the past, NTU was the number one university in southern Xinjiang, plus there were many pretty girls in NTU, the entire NTU campus could be said to be crowded with people.

However, at this moment, Nanjing University is like a dead place, silent.

Walking in it, listening to the sound of my own footsteps and the echoes of my footsteps, is very terrifying.

Wang Ran tightly held the two batons, and was always vigilant about his surroundings. He was almost on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

When he turned his head and saw Zhou Buzhou's face full of leisure, his complexion became even darker.

"Fuck, do you know what's going on now, kid? Maybe everyone is dead now, maybe the murderer is still there!" Wang Ran couldn't help shouting.

Zhou Buzhou smiled: "Don't worry, I don't feel murderous, which means it's quite safe now."

After all, Zhou Buzhou continued to walk forward leisurely.

He has already started his practice, and has already possessed the power beyond ordinary people. Zhou Buzhou is now very inflated.

Wang Ran's face was covered with black lines.

Still murderous?
You just brought a knife, do you really think you are a master of martial arts?
Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about this neurosis.

Wang Ran continued to watch his surroundings, and walked slowly forward.

Soon, the two entered the teaching building area.

Glancing at the teaching building with countless knife marks, coupled with the blood and broken limbs in some corners, the two fell silent.

"Hurry up!" Wang Ran shouted.

Zhou Buzhou nodded, and his feet accelerated.

Between seven turns and eight turns, several continuous buildings appeared in front of us. This is the dormitory building in the East District of Nanda.

The dormitory building has not changed much, but many places have been broken, but it is not as serious as the teaching building.

Wang Ran walked straight towards Sandong.

Zhou Buzhou quickly stepped forward to hold Wang Ran back.

Wang Ran turned his head, his face pale.

Zhou Buzhou had a serious face: "Are you sure your sister is still in the dormitory?"

For some reason, when he saw this dormitory building, Zhou Buzhou felt a surge of fear in his heart.

An unfounded fear.

"uncertain……"

"Don't take a look, I..."

Zhou Buzhou frowned: "Think about it carefully, if there is really a terrorist attack, the school will definitely evacuate the students as soon as possible..."

"Then I'll go up and have a look myself!" Wang Ran didn't bother to argue, he just broke free from Zhou Buzhou's hand and walked towards the three dormitory buildings alone.

Zhou Buzhou hesitated, looking at Wang Ran's back and thinking.

He didn't know what happened in Mingdu, but no matter what happened, it must be related to the advent of the era of spiritual recovery.

As for the recovery of spiritual energy, let alone the emergence of zombies, no matter how terrifying things appeared, Zhou Buzhou felt that it was not impossible.

He now prefers to find a safe place to stay and wait for the government to rescue him.

But after Wang Ran completely disappeared in the hall on the first floor of the third building, Zhou Buzhou became slightly nervous.

When the two of them were together, he was thinking about how to pretend to be compared, and he didn't observe the surrounding environment carefully...that is, the legend is a bit sloppy.

But now...

Outside the dormitory building, there is a gloomy scene. In the courtyard in the middle of the dormitory building, there are countless dried clothes hanging there, as if there are countless supernatural beings hiding in it...

In particular, the wind also brought a strong smell of blood.

Wind blows.

On the iron wire for drying clothes, layers of clothes floated up.

Red, white, solidified, liquid, all exposed.

The wind passed, the clothes fell, and the horrible scene was once again completely covered up.

Zhou Buzhou's face suddenly paled.

One person is so frighteningly scary!

After thinking about it, he also quickly walked towards the dormitory building.

(End of this chapter)