The world is vast, and a person walking in it is like a drop in the ocean. He is small and humble, and there is no way to resist this natural disaster.
Liu Qingfeng and his party walked hard on the snow.
Only two days have passed since the seven-day snowstorm. The entire world is a sea of snow. Walking in it is like wading in a waist-deep river. Every step forward is extremely difficult.
The heavy snow buried too many things, and they had to carefully distinguish the signs to find the way, otherwise they would easily get lost.
The young man said: "Our progress is too slow. Otherwise, we should group up, three or two people, and move in different directions. In the current situation, I'm afraid there won't be any animals wandering outside, but we can look for them. Their nest.”
Liu Qingfeng thought about it and realized that it did make sense. After all, with the snow conditions like this, he really didn't expect anything to be able to travel unimpeded in the snow.
Thanks to the snow, I couldn't even see zombies when I went out for the past two days. They were basically buried under the snow.
Now that they had decided, they quickly divided into groups and set off in different directions.
The originally single route on the snow-white ground now forked into four different directions, as if a huge branch was drawn on the ground.
Jing Hexuan stood on the branch, and Shi Lingyao sat at his feet.
The two of them were four or five miles away from the front, which was definitely beyond the range of Shunfeng Er's perception. The evidence was that Shi Lingyao deliberately broke down a cluster of branches, but he didn't react at all.
But this distance is definitely within the coverage of her thoughts, and the two of them are not in a hurry. They just "watch" them grouping up here, and then move forward separately.
"Call him smart. You can make up such excuses." Shi Lingyao swayed his legs leisurely. "Call him stupid. He has been pretending very well. If it weren't for those pig teammates, he wouldn't know how to do it. Exposed."
Jing Hexuan: "This is life."
Regardless of whether it was fate or not, the team was divided into four groups at the young man's suggestion. The young man himself and a middle-aged man teamed up and continued to move north.
The two of them were chatting as they pushed through the snow. Apart from half of the roof of the building, there was no other movement within sight.
The middle-aged man was originally from the east village, and he was more familiar with the young man, so he spoke more boldly: "Let me tell you, there is no need to go hunting today. In this environment, you can't even touch a zombie... ah !!!”
His screams pierced the quiet morning.
Before he finished speaking, he had just pushed away the snow, and a green and black claw appeared in sight, along with a terrifying face.
His hair was sparse and his whole head was like a shriveled potato. His gray eyes were wide and staring at him. His nose was missing and the rotten black flesh inside could be seen at a glance. The lips had been bitten off, leaving only shrunken black gums and yellow-brown teeth mixed with what they were.
The man was so frightened that he screamed, backed up, and fell to the ground.
Until he fell down, he rubbed his hands and feet backwards and kept screaming.
The young man quickly covered his mouth: "Quiet! It's just a frozen zombie. If you shout like this, it will attract more things!"
The young man's hand was as strong as an iron plier, and it clamped down on the lower half of the man's face, covering him so hard that he couldn't breathe. Soon his face turned red, and he slapped the young man's hand hard and struggled.
The young man asked in a low voice: "Have you calmed down?"
The man nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, he felt as if the young man had changed into a different person, no longer as gentle and harmless as usual, but like a cold killer, which sent shivers down his spine.
The hand on his mouth loosened, and he took two steps back while gasping for breath, and raised his head to look at the young man.
I saw the young man's expression was gentle, with worry in his eyebrows, and he stretched out his hand to pull him: "Are you scared, Brother Zhang? It's okay, that's a frozen zombie. We can chop off its head while it can't move now." , and you can also harvest a Xuan Crystal!"
As he said this, his face showed the happiness of a suitable young man.
Lao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had been frightened just now and was overthinking.
He took the young man's hand and stood up, letting out a loud breath: "Son of a bitch! I'm scared to death!"
As he spoke, he picked up the discarded shovel on the ground and went straight to chop off the zombie's head.
The zombie probably lost his balance in the heavy snow and fell. He fell on the snow and was covered by the subsequent snow. He was caught in the middle of the snow and was frozen solid.
The shovel easily chopped off the zombie's head, and Gululu rolled far away along the way they came.
Lao Zhang cursed and chased after him.
The young man narrowed his eyes and threw something in his hand into the second floor of the nearby shop.
Lao Zhang finally caught up with the zombie head and turned around with his thinning hair: "I got it!"
The young man lowered his hands and smiled: "Brother Zhang, take the Xuan Jing. The Xuan Jing will be yours. I don't dare to look for this thing."
Lao Zhang was not polite, he opened the ladle on the spot and looked for Xuan Jing.
The young man's eyes turned imperceptibly, and he glanced at the restaurant over there, and said: "There may not be much gain if we go further north. Why don't we look in the direction out of the city, maybe we can find the animal's nest."
Lao Zhang happily put the Xuan Jing away and nodded: "Yes! Animals definitely like to run into the mountains and forests. It would definitely be annoying to come to the city to find them!"
The young man then agreed good-naturedly: "Brother Zhang is right."
So the two of them turned around and headed west.
After a long time, two figures appeared on the second floor of the long-abandoned restaurant.
Shi Lingyao pinched the beeswax ball on the ground and looked up at Jing Hexuan: "Do you have this thing?"
Jing Hexuan's expression was calm: "It's a coincidence, a little bit."
Shi Lingyao didn't ask how much a little bit was, and immediately crushed the ball in his hand to reveal the small note inside.
There was only one sentence written on the small note.
[There was a traitor in Beizhai, gunpowder was hidden secretly, the entire army was wiped out, and the mission failed. 】
Shi Lingyao had a plan in mind and turned around to ask Jing·Treasure Box·Hexuan: "Do you have any pen and ink?"
Jing Hexuan looked at her with surprise on his face: "Can you imitate handwriting?"
Shi Lingyao raised his eyebrows proudly: "It's a piece of cake!"
She added the next sentence on the note: "The zombies are strange. They have red eyes and are violent and commanding. The leader is four feet eight tall, wears a black cloak, and has a hoarse voice. He is suspected of betraying Liu Gang."
Jing Hexuan said from the side: "You know how to divert the flames of war."
Shi Lingyao blew the ink on the paper calmly: "It's not that we can't defeat her, but we just have to cut off her alliance with others in advance."
Xu Yingying, aside from other things, has a level of clique-building that is always online.
Wang Cheng, whom she met so long ago, was able to trouble her even after a few months. You can only imagine this woman's methods.
They kneaded the beeswax again and threw it on the ground.
Shi Lingyao chuckled: "Next, just be a patient fisherman!"
