Hurry up, Huai Shi.

Hurry up, otherwise, everything will be too late.

Huai Shi panted, holding the iron pick in the darkness under the moonlight.

He tried his best to shovel the dirt under his feet, sweating, but he didn't dare to stop, being pulled by invisible fear, unable to stop.

The shadow behind him swelled in the moonlight, grinning silently.

As if looking down, staring at him throwing away the soil, sinking a little bit, as if digging a grave.

Until his shovel slammed on something invisible, sparks flew.

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, stretched out her trembling hand, pushed aside the soil, and saw the already icy heart of iron and stone. Under the soil, someone chuckled softly.

So mocking.

When Huai Shi backed away in horror, a hand stretched out from the self-dug grave, and suddenly squeezed his wrist. Amidst the mud and dust, his own face emerged, raised his head, and smiled at him:

"Huai Shi, what are you looking for?"

Darkness strikes.

The torrential rain came, the sound of the train roaring from afar, and the cemetery was all clear.

Huai Shi stood in front of the tombstone, staring at the photo of grandfather on the tombstone, and heard the arguing voice behind him, a man and a woman, hysterical, impatient, arguing with each other, as if pushing the world’s mistakes to each other. .

Even if the funeral is not over yet.

Qizhu Bibi is discussing the distribution of each inheritance.

When Huai Shi finally plucked up the courage and turned her head, the voice disappeared without a trace.

There are only two skeletons nestled in the thin rain, and their dark eyes are quietly looking at him.

Huai Shi's eyes went dark, and she covered her face tiredly, but suddenly a ridiculous voice sounded again from all around.

In the gap after class, the boys surrounded him, laughing jokingly, pushing and kicking, looking at the wooden man with his head down, expecting his uncontrollable resistance.

"He is a thief! He has been here several times!" An impatient middle-aged woman pulled his collar and pulled out the things in his hand: "You lie to me, where did you get the money to buy things!"

The collar suddenly sprouted teeth and ate him from the inside. He opened his eyes and saw the world scrolling and shrinking, everyone convulsed, and the skin cracked like a lotus.

Plasma surged in the lotus, swallowing him.

...

Nightmare, endless nightmare.

In the endless gloom, Huai Shi felt as if there were invisible tentacles wrapping him a little bit, shrinking, pulling, layering on top of each other, causing him to fall toward the deepest part of the quagmire.

Relive all the pain.

Never ending.

Huai Shi stared at everything calmly, without saying a word from beginning to end.

Waiting quietly.

Until I once again returned to the barren world, in the decadent mountains and forests, I saw the haggard man riding on a horse again.

Wander aimlessly.

But this time, his queen had countless staggering figures.

It's like a walking dead.

Moving forward numbly, there was no light in the empty pupils, just full of shadows and pain.

With that person, he turned his head and looked at Huai Shi.

Again, humble plea.

"Please, mourn for him..."

The hoarse prayer resounded like thunder again, resounding from the depths of the soul, and filled every corner and will, not allowing him to think and refute any more.

Huai Shi closed her eyes.

Deeply, deeply, and took a breath.

Seriously and solemnly.

Make an answer.

It's like the Detective Conan of the Barbarian King in the comics. When he was lost in the night, he encountered a former villain organization researcher who was also injected with a muscle-building agent and turned into a giant by the villain.

After a long distance, snarled at each other:

"——Sorry for you!"

In an instant, violent, broke free from the shackles of the dream, clenched his fists, and tried his best to smash an angry punch on the opponent's face.

Boom!

At that moment, the weak dreams fell apart under the crow's eyes, and Huai Shi woke up from the long nightmare.

A violent gasp.

I only heard the sound of wheels turning.

In this brief trance, he felt his body sway slightly, as if sitting on a carriage, and he didn't even realize where he was.

The long dream has exhausted all his energy. He wiped the cold sweat from his face, only to feel exhausted and weak in his limbs.

He finally understood why the survivors were mad... But now, he suspected that he was also mad.

He found himself sitting on a tricycle, his body swaying in the sound of the gurgling wheels.

Walk in the dark and long corridor.

The Friendship puppy was sitting opposite him, gnawing over his head with his tongue licking, not knowing where it was, and without warning.

A low voice sounded from the other side.

"Hey, you, you finally wake up."

The voice said, "You were about to cross the border, right? Almost broke into the ambush of those ghosts..."

"Huh?" Huai Shi was taken aback for a moment.

"When I found you, I almost thought you were dead too. Are you feeling okay? Do you want one?"

Accompanied by the sound of quack quack, the bones of the palm grabbed a cigar that had exploded and sent it in front of him.

Huaishi looked up blankly, and saw...half of a skeleton?

That's right, there is only the upper half of the skeleton, as if it had just crawled out of formalin, with a pungent smell.

It was wearing an orange miner's hat, and a large number of gold chains, iron pieces, etc., were entwined on the skeleton frame, and two out-of-print limited cigarette cards were inserted.

Now, I was looking up at Huai Shi, chewing on a cigar without a bite in his mouth.

Do not light the fire, just chew.

In the black hole's eye socket, there was a little white mouse who poked out his head timidly to take a look at Huai Shi, then immediately retracted and hid in its empty head.

"... Can the corpse talk?" Huai Shi was stupid.

There is no doubt that it is a skeleton, and the color of the bones is still the one that has been dead for a long time. There is no brain, no flesh and blood, no internal organs, and no source quality fluctuations.

But they can move, chew cigars, and have no vocal cords, but they can still make sounds.

"Wow, it's so rude to talk like that." Skeleton opened his mouth, pooh pooh vomited the cigarette leaf in his mouth: "This thing is not delicious at all, why so many people like it?"

"Uh, that one is used to ignite..."

"Huh?" Skeleton was stunned for a moment: "Really?"

"Yes, probably after losing one end and lighting the other end to suck..." Huai Shi made a gesture for a long time before it finally understood it, and found a lighter from the garbage in the tricycle bucket. Finally ignited under the guidance of the poem.

Want to take a deep breath.

Of course, without lungs, nothing can be sucked out.

It just makes sense in this kind of place.

However, even if it is sucked out, this bone frame has no nose and no flesh and blood to absorb nicotine...

Skeleton looked at the smoking cigar with regret, and muttered suddenly, "Is that so? I said nothing is right... Anyway, thank you very much."

"Uh, little things, little things."

Huai Shi smiled reluctantly, looked at the surrounding situation, and asked tentatively: "Did you put me in the car?"

"Yeah, I almost thought you were dead, and wanted to dig a hole for you to bury it. In the end, your friend told me that you were still alive. Just fill it with some water, and I brought you back."

Skeleton lifted his eyes and looked at him: "You look very energetic, unlike other people, you are crazy after sleeping.

Is there something uncomfortable? Would you like some medicine? "

"Medicine?"

"Yeah, let me see... I have..." The skeleton checked the trash on the ground and took out a lot of unlabeled potions: "I picked them up from a warehouse. It should be effective for you, right? ?"

"Uh, this will be avoided." Huai Shi rubbed the bridge of her nose, trying to clear her thoughts.

Figure out the cause and effect.

Roughly speaking, it is Huaishi, Danbo Xiaobawang, who came to space and arrived at Helios. He was trapped here by his teammates. He was chased by a group of monsters. He almost alarmed something strange. He finally lurked for a long time and escaped. Go, after falling into a faint, was picked up by a skeleton frame?

"Hey, brother, do me a favor—"

Skeleton suddenly spoke and interrupted his thoughts: "Can you tell your friend...let him return my greater trochanter to me?"

"Huh?" Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, and looked at the broken dog, only to realize that this dog was actually gnawing his pelvic bones to grind his teeth!

After tossing for a long time, I finally grabbed food from the dog's mouth, snatched the bones, and installed the skeletons. Skeleton took a breath, and twisted the lower body without legs, as if taking a breath, it was much more comfortable.

"...This, man, there is a question, I don't know if I should ask." Huai Shi scratched his head and asked tentatively: "Excuse me, what are you always doing?"

"Huh?"

Skeleton froze for a moment, and immediately replied with a vibrating voice: "I don't know Wow!"

? ? ?

Huai Shi's expression twitched.

Ten minutes later, Skeleton broke off the starch lump he picked up, and fed the white mouse living in his brain, while explaining to Huai Shi: "I woke up from a pile of corpses half a month ago. Knowing what happened ~lightnovelpub.net~ feels like it suddenly popped out of thin air.

I also want to find someone to ask me what I am, but everyone is dead, no one who cares about me... Except for the two of you, the only thing I found alive was this little thing.

But after I asked for a long time, it didn't seem to be able to speak. "

Skeleton shrugged regretfully and made a creaking voice: "I also hope you know, I want to ask you, where can I think you know less than me."

Having said this, his tone became sad: "Could it be that I am the only one of my species?"

No, no, if you want to talk about corpses, I don't know how many there are in the current situation.

It's just that no skeleton frame can move and talk like you.

Huai Shi observed it carefully and found that... it seemed to be a work of some kind of alchemy, but he couldn't imagine what kind of alchemy could make such a thing.

I can't think of anyone so boring.

The most important thing is that there is no sign of the secret instrument, it seems to be naturally generated...

What is this? Is the dead resurrected?

Huai Shi scratched her head and asked curiously: "Then...Do you remember your name?"

"Huh?"

Skeleton froze for a moment, scratching his brain.

It seems that I have never thought about this problem.

"My name...what's my name..."

He murmured dullly, as if trying to remember, but couldn't be sure, and said trivially to himself: "It seems, it's called...Pubb...Pubb what comes from? Reus?"

In the sudden shock of Huai Shi, Skeleton suddenly raised his head and snapped his fingers: "I seem to be called Publius!"

"...What?!"

Huai Shi screamed in surprise.