Salted Fish Zombie

Chapter 9

The warehouse was dark and silent, cutting off all sound.

Even standing in front of the ghost child, Ning Su could only vaguely see his outline.

The ghost child was on all fours like an animal, with his hands and feet on the ground, looking up at him.

There was nothing on the side where his right eye should be but pitch black darkness, and on his left, a dim light was visible only in his remaining eye.

He was staring directly at Ning Su.

Ning Su was also looking at him, his gaze intense.

The ghost child didn't speak, and Ning Su wasn't in a hurry either. He slowly reached into his pocket, which contained the child's other eye.

The child remained motionless, his gaze fixed on Ning Su without shifting towards the pocket.

Ning Su's lips curved upward as he took out a candy from his pocket and flicked it towards the opposite wall with his fingertip.

The candy wrapped in black gas was like a small cannonball, moving at an incredible speed. The child's eyes flashed, but before he could react, the candy had already pierced a hole in the wall.

Light streamed in through the hole and fell on the child.

At that moment, Ning Su saw the child's face.

The child had his hands on the ground, looking up at him with his purple-gray face and only one eye, which was as black as a grape.

His right eye socket was pitch black, and it seemed to hide an endless abyss.

There was a subtle difference between the sides of his face with and without the eye, whether in skin color or some other aspect, a difference that was imperceptible at a single glance.

The child reacted quickly and rushed into the darkness, moving so fast that it was inconceivable.

What was even more inconceivable was that he crashed into a pair of straight legs.

Ning Su looked down at him, feeling happy. "Do you want to escape from my hands even in the darkness, little one?"

He grabbed the child by the back of his collar and lifted him up. "You like staying in the darkness instead of the light? That's fine. I like the darkness too."

Ning Su held the child and sat down, then put the child down on the ground. "Stand up."

The child stood for the first time, wobbling like a tilting doll in Ning Su's hands.

"Press the soles of your feet to the ground, just like you did with your hands before."

After several attempts, the child finally stood somewhat steadily.

Ning Su was satisfied and released his grip, taking out the child's eyeball from his pocket and making a threatening gesture, "Kid, tell me what's going on in Huaiyang Village, or I'll crush your eyeball."

"..."

The child, standing a bit twisted, just stared at him with one dumbfounded eye.

Ning Su felt no shame in bullying the child. "Speak up!"

The child remained silent.

Ning Su threatened to kick his small feet. "Speak up, or I'll hit you."

Despite repeated threats and bribes, the child remained silent, only staring at him with his black grape-like eye and dark, hollow eye socket.

As Ning Su prepared to take some special measures, the child, who had been struggling to stand on the ground, suddenly jumped onto Ning Su.

The child's small, icy-cold hand wrapped around Ning Su's neck, and he buried his head in Ning Su's neck, lightly licking it like a little puppy.