Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
What was the situation with these people? Qiao Mu stood in front of the teahouse with surprise and had a frown on her face as she watched these people all rushing toward her with a pot of flowers in their hands.
“Too noisy.”
Ao Ye drew out three inches of his gleaming sword, scaring the people who were fighting over each other trying to sell their flowers into hastily receding like a tidal wave.
‘Conducting a small business is so difficult already. Why do they have to have a sword drawn on them too?’
Wen Ruwan was truly about to explode on the spot from how angry she was. She had been shoved back and forth by that barbaric crowd and the distance between her and the teahouse continued to grow. When she was about to call “Qiaoqiao,” she felt a hand grasp her shoulder.
“How impudent!” Wen Ruwan angrily shouted and turned to look at the lecher.
A wrinkly and rotting face suddenly appeared in the reflection of her enlarged pupils. The thing “smiled” at her.
*Plop.* A rotten chunk of flesh dropped down from his chin.
Wen Ruwan felt her hair stand on end.
“AH!!!” She released a heaven-trembling shriek and turned around to shakily run toward the crowd. “Zombie! There’s a zombie! S-save me! Save me!!!”
The crowd originally trying to jam forward promptly dispersed to two sides in unison. Who cared about her life? Everyone dragged their family and fled with ashen expressions.
This was not the time to sell flowers or watch the fun. Everyone made a mad dash for their homes.
However, they soon realized something was amiss!
Eh? That zombie appeared to only chase that unfortunate girl! It did not even look at them.
Just now, a fat woman was not watching where she was going in her panicked fleeing, so she crashed into someone’s stall and was unable to get up. However, that zombie passed the fat woman like a gale of wind and did not even look at her.
The fat woman originally thought she was about to die, and all color had drained from her face. Her lips were trembling so much that she could not speak. As she watched the departing zombie, her mouth opened in shock and her eyes were full of disbelief!
Everyone had dodged to the two sides of the street, while some gutsy people even stopped running and nearly laughed out loud.
This zombie was truly silly. It did not capture anyone and merely chased after that girl, screaming as it ran. The miss fearfully scrambled forward in a flurry, sometimes crawling on the ground, and bumped around like a headless chicken.
“It’s Aunt Wen!” Qiao Hu was stupefied as he watched this.
“Shaoyao, watch over these two. I’ll go and take a look at Aunt Wen.” When Qiao Mu said “Aunt Wen,” she had a meaningful expression, and her eyes were glinting.
Shaoyao nodded while suppressing her laughter and reached out to take Xiao Lin’er’s hand.
“Ah, why is that girl running toward Autumn Moon Garden? That place just has a seven-story opera house and is very open without anywhere to hide.”
“Hurry and tell the city lord that there’s a zombie that entered the city!”
“Ah! Ahhh! AH!!! Save me! Save me!!! Save me, you guys!” Wen Ruwan fearfully pleaded for help from the passerby.
However, every nameless pedestrian that she touched all shook off her hand in a panic and retreated back hastily, yielding a very broad path for her and the zombie!
“Rawr rawr rawr!” The persistently pursuing zombie ferociously roared and abruptly shot forward faster.
Wen Ruwan tried to stop herself from fainting with everything she had and staggeringly scurried into Autumn Moon Garden. She used the stair railings as a crutch to run up the stairs.
After three or four stories, all of her energy was exhausted, and she leaned her whole weight against the railing, heavily breathing.
A gentle and smooth hand suddenly covered her wrist, causing her to reflexively throw the hand off of her and shriek.
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