SHOCK Chapter 25

Fortunately, Zhou Wu had crawled out of a pile of dead bodies, so his mental fortitude was much stronger than the average person, and his body was also strong and powerful.

Unexpectedly, the ghost in a long robe and wide sleeves reappeared behind him at some unknown time.

“Hehehe…”

When Zhou Wu turned around upon hearing the sound, the shadow was already about to float in front of him.

At this moment, his brain had already crashed, and the stick in his hand was swung out entirely based on his body’s instinctual reaction.

With a “flutter” sound, he didn’t hit anything hard, the feeling was like sweeping against a piece of clothing.

Before he could react, the ghost reappeared behind him, floating erratically and emitting a sinister laughter.

In the cold wind, Zhou Wu broke out in a cold sweat, jumping into empty space to dodge.

If there hadn’t been an old man sleeping outside in the courtyard, Zhou Wu would probably have run away by climbing over the wall.

It was too damn scary!

He hid in a corner, turned back and put the wooden stick in a defensive posture, concentrating and carefully listening.

The courtyard became quiet, and the ghost disappeared.

Zhou Wu slowly moved step by step to the middle of the courtyard, picked up the unburnt firewood from behind the fire, and lit it with a fire starter.

Slowly, a cluster of flames emerged, and the dark courtyard finally had light.

There was nothing.

He didn’t dare to go back to the house, so he relit the fire and sat next to it.

The old man was awakened by the firelight, staring at Zhou Wu with turbid eyes, exploringly.

Zhou Wu waved his hand at him, telling him to continue sleeping.

He then pondered over the bizarre events that had just happened.

If it was a ghost, what was its purpose?

If it was a person, with such high strength, they probably wouldn’t let him off easily.

Until the sky gradually darkened, nothing else happened.

The old man got up early, confused, and approached the fire, only looking at Zhou Wu with his eyes.

The jumping firelight flickered on his wrinkled face, startling Zhou Wu again.

Zhou Wu glanced at him, and seeing his peaceful expression, he was about to look away when he suddenly noticed that numbers had appeared on the old man’s forehead.

How strange, he hadn’t noticed any numbers on the old man’s forehead for the past half a month.

110, what does that mean?

Zhou Wu continued to stare at the old man’s glabella.

A minute later, 110 became 109.

Why?

The numbers on his forehead had decreased over the past half month, but it was a good 360, which was considered normal reduction.

Would Dugou Qingping (False) poison the old man?

Was it to cover up his travel traces?

The answer was definitely no.

The old man was already old and deaf-mute, there was no need to be so cautious.

Then could it be that the ghost from last night was going to take the old man’s life?

But the ghost last night was clearly after him.

The old man saw Zhou Wu lost in thought, ignoring him, so he began to busy himself cooking, feeding the ox, and tidying up the cart.

This deaf-mute old man was his family, considered his only relative he could depend on at the moment, he couldn’t let him go without knowing why.

The ground in the courtyard and house was covered with dust, with only his footprints and no others.

The old man also didn’t enter the house, only wandering around the courtyard doing chores.

This confirmed one thing.

The person or ghost from last night definitely didn’t touch the ground when they entered, they just floated in.

Zhou Wu didn’t believe in ghosts, which stemmed from his worldview and what he had seen and heard after he arrived.

If it wasn’t a ghost, it would be difficult to explain what happened last night.

A flying expert wouldn’t fly around aimlessly, just to scare people.

The aroma of porridge wafted over.

Zhou Wu had been tossing and turning all night, and he was indeed very hungry, beginning to understand that the porridge he once disliked could actually be so fragrant.

Since he couldn’t figure out the strange events here, it was better to leave as soon as possible.

The two hastily drank the dark, murky porridge, packed their things, and prepared to set off.

“Master, please have mercy and give me something to eat, we are all starving to death.”

As soon as she spoke, Zhou Wu could tell that it was a woman.

Because her face was covered in black ash, he couldn’t see what she looked like at all.

Zhou Wu was hesitant, but the old man shook his head at him.

He understood, the old man meant that his food wasn’t enough to eat, how could he give it to others.

Zhou Wu was strange, did the old man know what this person was going to do?

The old man gestured for a long time before Zhou Wu understood.

The old man said that he had experienced such scenes too often, and he could tell what this person was going to do at a glance.

The woman was still crying on the ground, saying that she also had a child, who was also starving to death, and if Zhou Wu didn’t give them something to eat, her whole family would starve to death.

On one side was the woman crying sorrowfully, and on the other side was the old man desperately shaking his head.

Zhou Wu was in a dilemma, with his original nature, he would have to share some of the food.

But what was his identity now, he was an assassin, he couldn’t have any pity, that was professional ethics.

He gritted his teeth and waved his hand at the old man.

The old man immediately went to harness the livestock to the ox cart, pulling the old ox to leave.

Seeing that they were about to leave, the woman immediately pounced forward and hugged Zhou Wu’s leg, wailing desperately.

The old man didn’t even look, leading the ox out the door, but immediately pulled the ox cart to a stop.

Because a child was also kneeling outside the front door.

Zhou Wu looked over, the child was indeed thin and weak, not even human-shaped, about five or six years old, barely covered in clothes, almost all bones.

It would be easy to get rid of this mother and child, just forcefully pull them away.

But, psychologically, Zhou Wu couldn’t do such a thing.

It seemed that if he didn’t give them something to eat, they wouldn’t be able to leave.

Zhou Wu looked at the old man, but found that the old man was also looking at him.

While hesitating, they heard a jumble of footsteps approaching.

They shouted one after another: “Hey, there’s an ox, and a cart too.”

Their voices were full of excitement.

He also knew that his rations were gone.

Zhou Wu immediately understood where the threat to the old man’s life came from.

The woman on the ground also stopped crying, raised her hand and wiped away the non-existent tears, flashed aside, and hid.