C2 Strange event

"Grandfather, what's wrong?" The beautiful Zhou Jiaqi asked curiously when she saw the old man's shocked expression.

The old man was very excited. With trembling hands, he grabbed his granddaughter's hand and replied, "Granddaughter, my leg has become conscious. It feels it."

"Huh?" Zhou Jiaqi was shocked, what did her grandfather's reply mean? It meant that for twenty years, the old man had been unconscious and had felt his legs, which meant that his legs might be healed.

Both of his hands were trembling. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak with this little Daoist in front of him that he originally looked down upon, but he immediately closed it again, because he did not dare to disturb this little Daoist, for fear of distracting this little Daoist.

The beautiful Zhou Jiaqi became even more excited, and stared at the little cultivator, not even daring to make a sound.

Time was like a drop of water as it trickled by. The old man's eyes were already sparkling and translucent with hot tears. To the old man, suddenly moving his crippled legs, which he had given up for twenty years, was equivalent to giving him a new life.

"Alright, old man, your leg is healed, but it will take a few months to recover." Leng Fan stood up and let out a long sigh.

"What cure?" The old man could not believe his ears, so he asked again.

Leng Fan replied with certainty: "Yes, it's healed. You can try to lift it up. If you can lift it up, it's good enough. After half a year, you should be able to walk normally."

The beauty Zhou Jiaqi at the side immediately called out to the old man, "Grandfather, quickly try and test your leg."

The old man nodded, then his gaze fell onto his own leg, and he raised his head with all his might. After all, his legs had never been used in the past twenty years. Even if he was cured, he would need all the strength in his body. What happened next made him and his granddaughter ecstatic, because they could clearly see their legs slowly moving upwards.

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Just as the old man was using all his strength to lift his leg, Leng Fan had already left quietly, because he felt that he had repaid the debt of gratitude for the cake, so there was no need for him to stay here. Right now, his main task was to find a job and a place to settle down. He couldn't possibly go and live off of them, could he? As for the Xie Clan in the Tianhe District, he didn't join them in the end. Even if he wanted to avoid trouble, he didn't think it was necessary. Could he starve to death if he had hands and feet?

In the end, Leng Fan found a job today. He was a night watch guard at a construction site and was only in charge of guarding the materials at night.

A few nights later, when all the workers at the construction site had left, Leng Fan was the only one left on the huge construction site. Originally, there should have been three or four people watching the night watch, but the other two people had matters to attend to tonight, so he was the only one on duty tonight.

After midnight, Leng Fan sat cross-legged on a stool in the security room. In front of him was a computer, and the computer screen was filled with scenes from the construction site.

"Huh?" Suddenly, two figures appeared in the monitor screen and directly flipped through it to enter the construction site. Could it be a thief? " He muttered in his heart, but gradually noticed that the two figures did not enter the construction site. Instead, they stopped in the grass next to the construction site.

Just when Leng Fan was thinking about what the two of them were doing, he realised that they were a man and a woman, and looking at them again, he could clearly see what the man and woman were doing in the bushes. They were secretly doing 'dirty' things in the grass...

Leng Fan had never seen such a scene before. Ever since he was young, he had lived in the shabby monastery in the mountain, and the things he did everyday would be cultivated with his master, day after day, year after year.

What the man and woman on the computer monitor were doing at the moment was the first he had ever seen in the world, so it was curious to him. At this moment, his face had turned red, his heart was beating quickly, and his eyes were staring at the scene in the video …

Ten minutes later, the couple on the screen finished their conversation and left the construction site together. However, Leng Fan did not calm down because of this. Instead, he felt a sense of loss from head to toe, and an indescribable feeling made his heart feel extremely confused.

"This is the Devil's heart. It must be the Devil that Master talked about. Calm down, calm down, you have to be calm …." "Master …." "Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down …." He kept saying this, but he kept quiet until dawn.

"Dead, dead …" A woman's scream came from not far from the construction site.

Not far away from the construction site where Leng Fan was, a man had died on the side of the road. His death looked extremely miserable, his face was filled with fear, and all the blood in his body had been sucked dry like a mummy.

Very quickly, the police had rushed to the scene, sealed off the surroundings, and interrogated the passersby. They also called out the surrounding surveillance, which naturally included the surveillance from Leng Fan's construction site.

"Comrade, do you know that woman?" A police officer asked Leng Fan after seeing the scene from last night.

Leng Fan shook his head and replied: "I don't."

Before leaving the security room, he suddenly thought of something and turned to Leng Fan: "Comrade, you are the only one who saw that woman while she was still alive, so if you are willing, you can go to the front and wait for the person who died last night."

Leng Fan hesitated for a moment, but still nodded and replied, "Sure!"

After that, Leng Fan came to the scene of the crime. He saw the man from last night, but when he looked at the man's frightened face, he frowned.

"Did you find anything?" the policeman asked.

Leng Fan said: "He died a miserable death, all the blood in his body was sucked dry, it could have been done by a zombie."

"Comrade, we have to believe in science. With my years of experience in cases, this isn't a zombie, it's just a case of a perverted murderer. Besides, how can there be zombies in this world? It's all lies on TV. " The police said to Leng Fan seriously.

Leng Fan did not speak anymore, he looked at the dead man again, his expression grave.

In the next few days, around Leng Fan's site, a person would die almost every night. They were all middle-aged men and because of the continuous stream of deaths, they garnered a lot of attention in the society. The police had set up a serious crime squad and issued a notice to the public to arrest the prisoners within a short period of time so that the citizens would be at ease.

One night, Leng Fan still continued to watch the construction site. With regards to the cases that happened every night, he still cared a lot about what happened around him. He sensed a lot of people around the site during the second half of the night, so he walked out and stood at the gate looking around.

It was pitch black around the construction site. Most people could only see darkness with their naked eyes. But Leng Fan could clearly see that in the darkness, especially in the hidden places, there were many people hiding. He had seen a few of them before, they were local police officers.

After knowing it was the police, Leng Fan returned to the construction site and continued to watch the night.

Another two hours passed. It was not too long before daybreak. At that moment, a wave of gunshots rang out outside the construction site …

Leng Fan immediately ran out, only to see that not far from the construction site, there was a blazing fire, and many police officers were shooting in one direction.

"Zombies?" Leng Fan was startled.

The target of police fire was a zombie, a female zombie, her upper body bare, revealing a fierce, fangs like ferocity. He carefully observed the female zombie. It was indeed the female who died with the first man at the construction site one night. But at that time, this woman was obviously a normal person. Would she turn into a zombie after a few days?

Leng Fan had followed his master to cultivate since young and already had the ability to suppress demons. At this moment, he was considering whether or not he should take action to subdue the female zombie.

"Boom!" The female zombie grabbed a car and threw it towards the police team. The strong explosion sent the police flying.

Naturally, modern weapons wouldn't have much effect on zombies, at most, they could block for a while, to mitigate the attacks of zombies on their next step.

"Amitabha!" At this moment, a monk appeared in front of the fallen policeman.

"How sad and pathetic. This female benefactor is too resentful. The world has fallen. Why must you suffer and mourn? Let this poor monk resolve the final pain for you!" After the monk said this, the buddhist beads in his hand turned into rays of light and shot towards the female zombie.

"Ahh …" The female zombie cried out miserably. A black mass of air was spat out from her mouth, and in a split-second, the female zombie collapsed onto the ground.

Leng Fan looked at the monk and felt the qi flow in his body. It was the spirit qi flowing in the body of the Immortal Cultivator.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, the channel will recite the sutra for you once more, helping you to reincarnate as soon as possible." The monk then sat beside the female zombie and started chanting.

At the same time, several cars stopped by the side and a group of people got off. These people were all wearing Tang suit and had taken over here as soon as they had arrived.

"Everything that just happened was just an illusion. Think of it as a dream." One of them walked to Leng Fan's side and said these words to him.

Leng Fan was startled, he could feel a weak wave of mental energy assaulting his brain, as though it was trying to change the memories in his brain.