Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Lu Qiu glanced down at the thin thread on her wrist and asked in a low voice, "So, I... have to keep this on forever?"

"No, that's not it." Xia Wange smiled. "You can take it off when the bell rings the loudest."

"Be specific."

"Hmm..." Xia Wange said while putting on the mask, "You can take it off once you see the zombie enter the room in any way you like."

Lu Qiu glanced at the dilapidated temple, which was no more than ten meters long, and then closed his eyes.

Okay, my anxiety is finally over.

"Ugly?" Lu Qiu struggled to glance at Xia Wange. "I mean, is she disgustingly beautiful?"

"How so?" Xia Wange hesitated for a moment, "It's more realistic, more exciting, and more explicit than the movie we watched last night."

Hearing these descriptions, Lu Qiu raised an eyebrow slightly. "Does it smell bad?"

Wearing a mask, Xia Wange looked at Lu Qiu in silence for a while, then rummaged through her bag and found a mask with deodorizing function for Lu Qiu. After thinking for a moment, she also gave him a plastic bag.

Alright, alright, he understands. Everything is understood without words.

As night deepened, Xia Wange, dressed as if she were in the apocalypse, hung an oxygen mask around her neck and stood at the door making final preparations. Lu Qiu casually surveyed the layout of the dilapidated temple. Old-fashioned incandescent bulbs hung from the ceiling, making the entire room seem eerie.

The electricity here was all installed during the day by Mingzhu, and a generator was also prepared to support the high-powered appliances.

According to Xia Wange's final plan, after all the essence that the zombies had accumulated over the past few days was extracted, this place was to be set on fire and burned. She also said that if the news about the zombies got out, it would cause great social unrest.

The surrounding area was also cordoned off. According to the script given by Mingzhu and Xia Wange, the domineering CEO was going to light a bonfire here to guide the soul of the white moonlight in the sky, to tell her that her ashes would be buried here, and to prevent her from getting lost.

In short, no matter how outrageous the reason, as long as it involves the tragic love story between the domineering CEO and the white moonlight, it will be more convincing to the villagers.

Lu Qiu glanced at the urn containing his beloved white moonlight, which he kept behind him just in case, and thought of the fried noodles he had eaten a couple of days ago.

To be honest, I ate it that day, and it was quite delicious.

Actually, the original plan was to destroy and move the dilapidated temple, but demolition would incur costs. Now that the boss is willing to pay, the villagers are going along with it.

"I'm going out to take a look. You wait here for a while." Xia Wange said, took two steps outside, then came back, took a thermos from her bag and handed it to Lu Qiu. "I don't know how long it will take. If you're bored, drink some tea. Anyway, don't move while we're tied together."

Lu Qiu: "..."

You really treat the bait well.

Lu Qiu was so nervous that her hands became cold.

He watched as Xia Wange put on her sealed breathing mask and walked out of the dilapidated temple.

Just then, crows flew by shrieking, and the area outside the temple was completely silent. Thinking about what he was about to encounter, Lu Qiu tried to distract himself by going through the approval process.

Before he could even take out his phone, the red thread on his wrist suddenly began to vibrate violently, and the bell on it rang incessantly. Lu Qiu's heart jumped into his throat. He lowered his eyes, his gaze following the red thread as it disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

Gradually, the noisy bell sounds became more regular, and the rhythm gradually quickened. Lu Qiu felt the other end of the string being gently tugged.

"Ring ring ring".

"Ring ring ring".

"Ring ring ring ring ring..."

Soon the rhythmic sound of the bells began to change, and Lu Qiu vaguely saw a dark figure running quickly toward them in the darkness, its movements unusually agile.

His heart tightened.

After the eerie figure ran out of the darkness, Lu Qiu almost rolled his eyes.

At a time like this, could Xia Wange please stop running along the red line while wearing protective gear?!

He'll misunderstand!

Xia Wange ran all the way back to the dilapidated temple. She stood behind the door and grabbed a rope with a simple mechanism on it, which was filled with glutinous rice.

To be honest, Lu Qiu felt a little relieved to see Xia Wange return, but when he saw her point outside and nod slightly at him, Lu Qiu's heart began to pound uncontrollably.

The cacophony of bells rang out exceptionally clearly in the darkness.

A stiff figure emerged from the depths of darkness, seemingly running, jumping, being pulled, or like a puppet. Gradually, the zombie's form appeared in the light.

The zombie was dressed in the clothes of a Qing Dynasty official, but it was not wearing a hat. Large patches of flesh on its face were withered and rotten, its limbs were dry and bony, and its fingernails were black and long. Rotten flesh and bones were exposed everywhere. When birds flew by, it would stop for a moment and let out a rough roar.

He leaped and walked towards him with a stiff and unwavering resolve. Far behind the zombie, Fang Qingzi, also wearing a protective suit and a closed oxygen mask, was trailing behind.

Zombies have poor eyesight and mainly rely on aura to sense things, so in their eyes, the only one still having aura here is Lu Qiu.

Xia Wange said that the zombies are not fully catalyzed yet, so they are not that strong. Once they are fully catalyzed in a few days, they will be very difficult to deal with.

Lu Qiu pursed his lips, ignoring the uneven, moldy green hairs on the other person's body and the maggots wriggling in the rotting flesh. He put on a mask, pressed one hand against the red line on his wrist, and prepared to tear it off after the zombie entered the ruined temple, then find a place to vomit.

Wearing a closed ventilator, Xia Wange peeked out and quickly took out her phone.

A moment later, Lu Qiu felt his phone vibrate. He glanced at Xia Wange and then at the zombies in the yard, thinking she had something urgent to tell him, so he quickly took out his phone.

After just glancing at the contents, Lu Qiu almost wanted to grab Xia Wange and pry open her head to see what the loop inside was like, and what time it was!

Xiaxia: [See? My description was pretty accurate, wasn't it? Doesn't he look both provocative and revealing?]

Lu Qiu: "..."

Okay, okay, that really is physically stimulating and explicit.

Indeed, all that's left of the neck is bone.

Lu Qiu looked helplessly at Xia Wange, who then pointed to his phone.

After glancing at it, Lu Qiu chuckled.

It turns out that when people are extremely speechless, all they can do is laugh.

The phone displayed the latest message from Xia Wange.

Xiaxia: [The way he walked so resolutely towards you looked like he was joining the Party. His arms are practically skin and bones, and he's crossed mountains and rivers to find you. Tsk tsk, I almost can't bear to throw rice at him.]

After reading the message, Lu Qiu looked up at the zombie in the yard and suddenly felt less afraid. Watching the other party's firm steps, his thoughts involuntarily drifted towards Xia Wange's words.

Goodness, the original atmosphere is gone.