a zombie haunts me

Chapter 63 Zombie or Ordinary People?

My heart skipped a beat suddenly, and a deep fear repeatedly provoked my sensitive nerves like barbs.

I was already stiff all over. At this time, the air conditioner in the car was obviously not turned on, but I could clearly feel a gust of cold wind blowing towards my face.

The cold air continued to seep into my body, as if I had walked into a fully air-conditioned room in an instant, and my heart was trembling with cold.

I'm sure what I just saw should be a person, not a ghost!
Because I heard an exclamation, that is to say, someone, like me, also saw the wine red Lamborghini.

However, Ah Lang is a zombie, a thousand-year-old zombie!
Even if he could escape from the Worriless Cave, even if he could be exposed to the sun, but he couldn't fake his breathing and heartbeat, how could he live like a normal person?

What's more, that person is still driving a luxury car, which shows that his status is unusual.

"Yiyi, are you reciting the manuscript?"

There was a voice next to my ear, probably because Lu Feng was lost in thought when he saw what I was thinking, so he asked in a low voice.

I shook my head and said, "Because I haven't been able to sleep well these past few nights, so I think I may be a little tired."

"I see." Lu Feng smiled, and took out a small glass bottle from the car and handed it to me: "This is for you, my friend brought it back from abroad, and said it can calm the nerves and help you sleep. Tried it, it feels good."

I looked at the little glass bottle, beautifully fired, containing some green liquid with a small hole drilled in the cap, which at first glance looked like a bottle of perfume.

I moved my nose closer and smelled a faint fragrance, and my body slowly relaxed.

No wonder at that time, when I got into Lu Feng's car, I smelled a faint fragrance. I thought it was the scent of roses, so I didn't pay much attention to it. It turned out that he had always kept a bottle of this perfume in his car.

I'm not being polite either, after all, being plagued by nightmares every night has already made me almost collapse.

I smiled slightly, put the perfume in my bag, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, get off here and prepare your speech."

As soon as I looked up, I found that the car had already driven into the school. Before I knew it, time passed so fast.

"Please rest assured, Principal Lu, I will make good preparations."

Since there are some things that cannot be avoided, let me face them bravely.

Anyway, in fact, I don't care so much about what others say, as long as I have a clear conscience.

As soon as he got out of the car, he received countless strange looks.

I know, I seem to have become a man of the hour in the school.

Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the office with firm steps without much hesitation.

But since I drank A Lang's blood, my ears became surprisingly sharp. I heard two female teachers behind me discussing something in a low voice.

"Hey, look, this is the new teacher who has been rumored to be a support teacher in Coffin Town."

"Isn't it her? I advise you to stay away from her. In such an evil place like Coffin Town, she was able to come back alive..."

"How do you know she came back alive? Maybe she's already dead!"

"Bah, bah, it's early in the morning, don't scare me." She paused, and then said, "However, she seems to have an unusual relationship with our principal."

"The ghost knows if she is a vixen, she smells like a vixen!"

……

I was already far away, and I couldn't hear what they said again.

To be honest, I don't want to listen to it either.

I didn't expect that some people, who are also teachers in the school, would say such ugly words, and they are simply not worthy of being a teacher.

But in the same way, I am not qualified to comment on them. After all, greed, jealousy, hypocrisy... These are all human weaknesses, and I also have them, but I am more willing to face everything with kindness and tolerance.

Back at the office, I quietly threw the bouquet of bright red roses into the trash can.

I put the things on the table, sorted out the speech, and after a while, I heard the voice on the radio, asking all the teachers and students to go to the playground to gather.

I know that this donation ceremony should start soon.

But what I didn't expect was that I saw that face resembling Ah Lang again...

Standing on the high rostrum, I am extremely nervous at the moment.

But in a trance, I discovered that there was a pair of eyes looking at me.

I hurriedly turned my head and saw a man leaning against the red-painted pillar on the rostrum not far away.

His short, neat hair is clearly rooted, and his eyes are like ink-colored glass beads, staring straight at me.

Different from him in the sports car, at this time, he has already put on a suit, with a blue striped tie tied around his neck, looking clean and fresh, yet dignified and mature.

The moment my gaze met his, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, evoking a strange arc.

With this expression, I even have some doubts, he is going to show his zombie teeth, get close to my neck, and then suck my blood dry.

Who is this man?

Lu Feng stood in front of the stage, briefly explained about the bursary fund, and then said: "Next, let us give warm applause to welcome Mr. Song Lang, the president of the Song Group, to send the bursary fund to our school." .”

There was a burst of warm applause from the audience, and I saw the man in the corner who looked like A Lang slowly walking towards the top of the rostrum step by step.

Every step he took was so chic, as if he had a domineering attitude that looked down on everything, and there was wind in every step.

Just as he passed by me, a faint fragrance hit my face, like sawdust hidden in a drawer.

Ah Lang...he is really Ah Lang!
No, Ah Lang is a zombie, a general of the Song Dynasty.

And the man in front of him is the president of the Song Group - Song Lang!
How could a thousand-year-old zombie have his own identity? If he really was A Lang pretending to be someone else, how could he be able to deceive others?

I was completely stunned, not knowing what was going on.

The wind on the rostrum was a bit strong, a gust of wind blew, I saw Song Lang's clothes flapping in the wind, his back was so similar to A Lang.

I could feel my heart beating violently, as if it was about to burst a hole in my heart, and jumped out with a plop.

I opened my mouth and wanted to call his name, but at this moment, I heard Lu Feng say with a smile: "I invite our teacher representative, Teacher Liu Yiyi."

I was so nervous that I couldn't speak, not because I was about to speak as a teacher representative, but because the zombie who had been with me day and night reappeared in front of me with a new identity!
At this moment, I suppressed the tension in my heart and slowly raised my feet and walked forward.

Under Lu Feng's recommendation, Song Lang slowly turned his head, and his deep eyes met my gaze as if agreed.

I felt the blood all over my body boil instantly, and the boiling blood was like boiling water, rushing straight to my forehead!

Can anyone tell me what should I do?
I walked slowly to the front of the rostrum, looking at the dark crowd below, I became extremely nervous.

Song Lang's eyes kept staring at me, as if he wanted to stare a hole out of my body.

Trembling, I opened my mouth, but I didn't know what to say.

Perhaps, my performance was completely caused by nervousness in the eyes of others, but only Song Lang could tell that I was actually afraid.

That deep fear, like every night, I was woken up by the same nightmare.

At this moment, Song Lang suddenly walked towards me slowly, and my heart was already in my throat for an instant.

I saw him take the student fund check in the hands of the staff at the side, slowly handed it to me, and said with a smile: "This is a little wish from our group, I wish the No. [-] Middle School in the city better and better."

I was stunned, this voice... yes, this is Ah Lang's voice!

Goosebumps popped up all over my body in an instant, and I only felt an inexplicable chill on my back.

This is impossible, how could Ah Lang stand in front of me as Song Lang, no, this must be my hallucination!

But I can clearly feel how similar his words and deeds are to A Lang, as well as the faint hints in his gestures.

It seems that someone said to me in my ear: "Lady, I am Ah Lang, do you recognize me?"

I was lost in thought for a moment, Lu Feng gently pushed me, and whispered in my ear, "Yiyi, don't be nervous, bring the check here, and then, you can speak on behalf of the school."

I know that he is helping me, but I always feel that a pair of invisible hands are pushing me towards Song Lang.

Swallowing, I nodded to indicate that I understood.

So, I took a step forward slowly, and took the student fund check in Song Lang's hand.

The moment I took the check, my hand withdrew like an electric shock.

Oh my god, I accidentally touched Song Lang's hand just now, his hand is ice colder than the frozen meat taken out of the freezer!

No...it can't be!
There are many clues in front of me telling me that the man standing in front of me is a dead man at all!
He is not only a dead person, but also a thousand-year-old zombie who can be exposed to the sun and has the identity of an ordinary person!
"you……"

I wanted to say something, but my throat seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, and I couldn't make a sound at all.

Panic spread to my internal organs and limbs in an instant.

I stood in front of Song Lang, staring straight at him, the sun at eight or nine o'clock shone on us, it was warm, but I felt a chill, a chill from the bottom of my heart.

At that moment, I just felt dizzy and my mind went blank.

The big hand that pinched my neck slowly clenched, making it hard for me to even breathe.

Suddenly, it seemed that something hit my head heavily, and my whole body seemed to fall apart, and I fell down slowly like that.

In the panic, a cold hand held me tightly, and then I fell into a cold embrace, sticking to a tight chest, but I couldn't hear any heartbeat...

(End of this chapter)