Urbaner Blumentraum

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This thing was like a small mountain. Although it was soft, it was extremely heavy. Zhu Huihui was hit so hard that he couldn't catch his breath for a long time, and his eyes rolled back. He suppressed a string of curses that were about to come out of his mouth, reached out to push it, but touched his hand with blood. Then he heard a "crash" and a fleshy head fell off the person's neck.

She froze. This head, I ripped it off? Bah! I don't have that kind of ability!

A scene flashed through my mind: a gleaming longsword slashed down from the sky, a man with a mangled head flying through the air and crashing into the river. A man in black kicked the headless corpse down, and blood dripped from the blade...

The severed head, coupled with the glimpse of the men in black earlier… Zhu Huihui was utterly terrified! Her mind went completely blank, and only one thought kept repeating in her mind: It's them! It's them! This time it really is them!

Those men in black who committed murder on the riverbank, the men in black the hero searched for for a long time, the men in black who never appeared again after the Yanhe Pagoda incident…

What a coincidence! I couldn't find them anywhere before, but as soon as I was alone, they appeared!

Zhu Huihui could no longer pretend to be dead. She crawled on the ground for more than ten steps before she thought of standing up and running away. However, she was so frightened that her legs were extremely weak. She tried for a long time but could not move her feet. She had to reach out and hold onto the tree to move forward.

Startled and dizzy, Zhu Huihui hadn't gone far when she bumped into something. Just as she felt something soft that didn't seem like she'd hit a tree, the object swung away and then quickly swung back, knocking the slow-witted Zhu Huihui flat on her back.

Normally, her reaction would be to immediately scramble to her feet and unleash a torrent of curses. But in this situation, the only thing she dared to do was lie motionless on the ground, her eyes darting around to scout the situation.

The object that was hit swayed a few times before slowly coming to a stop. Zhu Huihui could see clearly that it was a person hanging from a height, and that the clothes covering him from head to toe were clearly visible.

There was no need to even look at the color of the clothes; just by looking at the style, Zhu Huihui instinctively clutched her head, her heart pounding wildly. Black, black, a man in black.

The man in black wasn't hanging very high; his toes were less than two feet off the ground, and his head drooped limply, as if his neck was broken. A ray of starlight shone through the gaps in the trees, illuminating the rope around his neck.

It was a thin, soft rope, gray in color, with a dull luster under the starlight.

Zhu Huihui pressed her pounding heart, secretly relieved that the man in black was dead! Damn it! If he's dead, fine, but he had to hang him from a tree to scare her, how despicable... Ouch! Luckily, the rope that had been holding her up wasn't strong enough, otherwise she would be hanging from the tree like that man in black, swinging on a swing!

But did the rope really break on its own? Is this the same man in black I just saw? Did he have any accomplices? Who hanged him?

The more Zhu Huihui looked at the corpse, the more familiar the soft rope hanging from its neck seemed. Sitting on the ground, she stared at the black-clad man's body for a long time, trying to figure it out, but she felt more and more that she absolutely couldn't stay in this awful place. So she got up again and groped her way forward.

As the saying goes, when bad luck strikes, even drinking cold water can cause problems. Zhu Huihui is currently in that situation.

Because it was dark in the forest and visibility was poor, she groped her way forward. After taking a dozen steps, her fingertips suddenly touched something cold and soft. She instinctively squeezed it; it was springy.

This thing is... Oh no! This is bad!

As she pulled away and stepped back, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a cold, steel-like hand, and she was then swung high into the air and slammed hard to the ground.

Although she was lying on a bed of fallen leaves, Zhu Huihui still felt as if every bone in her body was broken. She couldn't even groan, and lay on the ground for a long time, only exhaling and not inhaling.

The man who threw her did not finish her off; he pushed off the tree trunk with both feet and disappeared into the forest ahead.

The wind whistled overhead, and a dark shadow darted out from the treetops, chasing after it like a flying ape.

Zhu Huihui was already dizzy from the fall, and the dark figure disappeared in a flash, almost unnoticed. After lying on the ground for a long time without any further movement, she shakily sat up, clutching her back. "Damn it! If this keeps happening, I'll either be killed or kicked in the gut!"

"Neigh—neigh—neigh—"

A piercing howl shattered the silence of the forest, sounding even more heart-wrenching in the darkness.

Upon hearing the pig-like sound, Zhu Huihui immediately jumped up and stumbled towards the source of the sound.

It's Hua Hua crying out! Her cries are so pitiful, she must be in danger!

Knowing full well that many enemies must be hiding in this eerily dark and deathly silent forest, and that such a pitiful sound must have alerted them, she had no choice but to go, no matter what lay ahead.

The forest was dark, and she had already lost her way, but the pig-like screams actually guided her. After running for two or three miles, she reached the edge of the forest. In the distance, she saw Hua Hua howling and struggling in the clearing ahead. Something was clinging to its large body, its arms tightly wrapped around it, seemingly biting it hard.

Zhu Huihui was shocked. The light outside the woods was better, and upon closer inspection, she saw that the thing holding Huahua, with its disheveled fur and tattered clothes, was the very corpse it had dug out of the ground earlier.

Zhu Huihui's eyes widened. This thing is...a zombie? Hua Hua dug up a zombie?

Seeing the situation, Zhu Huihui was no longer in a hurry. With her Hua Hua's thick skin and fat, it would be strange if this zombie could even bite through her!

When the zombie heard someone approaching, it loosened its grip, and Hua Hua immediately struggled free and ran to Zhu Huihui's side, desperately rubbing her body against Zhu Huihui's legs, as if she was terrified.

Zhu Huihui gently patted its head to soothe it, then squatted down to examine it. Sure enough, Hua Hua's skin and flesh were completely unharmed. Although she was still frightened, she couldn't help but feel a little happy. This zombie looked freshly dead, with low magical power, and its teeth hadn't even grown in yet.

The zombie lay on the ground, struggling to crawl a couple of times: "Help...help...me..."

Zhu Huihui squatted down and looked at it. A zombie that can talk? How novel! How did this guy die? It was covered in blood, like a blood gourd. So pitiful.

In her mind, ghosts and zombies, though powerful, were nothing compared to the man in black—the difference was like comparing a small fry to a big fish. However, while men in black were common, zombies were rare. At this moment, her curiosity about the zombie temporarily overcame her fear of the man in black. Glancing around and finding nothing amiss, she suppressed her impatience and asked the useless zombie, puzzled, "How can I help?"

"So...it's a...little e here..." It breathed heavily, its throat hissing, its voice almost inaudible.

"Pah!" Do you think I'm stupid? You tricked me into coming over, wanting to bite me? My skin isn't as thick as Hua Hua's!

Although she thought so, Zhu Huihui wasn't angry. She still wanted to see what a zombie was. If she could capture one alive, that would be great. With a living zombie in front and Zhu Huahua behind, it would probably be even more impressive than Grandpa Yue's Zhang Bao in front of his horse...

With a quick glance, he saw the chicken he had dropped earlier still in the grass ahead, so he ran to pick it up and tossed it at the zombie: "Hey! Are you hungry? I have a chicken, you can have it first, but don't bite me!"

The zombie lay on the ground, its disheveled hair soaked in blood and stuck to its cheeks, unable to move its entire body: "Little... sister... don't... be afraid... I'm not dead yet..." Its voice was extremely weak.

"Oh!" That's a lie—even a ghost wouldn't believe it! Humph!

"There is...there is something...that is of great importance...you...you must...send it..."

"What's up?"

"Someone...is trying to...harm Generals Yu and Qi...to send their families...to...Japan..."

Upon hearing the names of Generals Yu and Qi, Zhu Huihui felt a chill run down her spine. She immediately recalled that Feng Xuese had always suspected that the victims of the tragedy she witnessed on the riverbank were the families of the two generals.

She leaned forward: "What did you say? The families of the two generals?"