The wind blows on the branches, and the catkins are missing a little.
Looking around, you can see green mountains, beautiful water, willows and rows of houses, and the flowers and plants on the streets are so colorful that it is hard to see.
It's just that there are zombies coming and going, some walking weirdly, or showing muscles and bones, ruining this good situation.
"What, are you scared?"
Little Thirteen gritted his teeth and his body couldn't stop trembling. The woman beside him suddenly made a sound, which shocked him so much that he almost cried.
Among the clusters of zombies, Silica and Xiao Shisan, who were caught in the "flow of corpses", were particularly eye-catching.
Little Thirteen quickly covered his mouth and held the wrinkled bamboo leaves tightly in his hands.
He looked down at his toes, fearing that the tears would overflow, he quickly raised his head to resist looking at the smelly monster so close at hand.
He kept reminding himself that he was not afraid, because with the bamboo leaves lent to him by his sister Silica, these monsters could not find him.
But when the passing zombies lay on him and sniffed him, blood penetrated his nose, his legs were unable to control him.
"No...not afraid..."
"You're quite tough." Silica rolled her eyes. She even suspected that the child might be so frightened that he would fall to the ground if he didn't pull on her clothes.
"Can we still kill the zombies?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Shisan's body suddenly froze in place, and He Yiyi's words seemed to ring in his ears——
"...are you crazy? Going to kill zombies?!"
"kill!"
Little Thirteen wiped away tears and squeezed them out from between his teeth.
"I want to kill zombies..."
With confidence in his heart, Xiao Shisan's voice became louder, but he provoked a few more zombies to come closer, and the heroic spirit that had gathered was suddenly dispersed.
She didn't say it, but Silica's heart changed a lot towards this stalking little brat. Even though Thirteen was trembling all over, as long as she stood here, she was very courageous.
"You come with me."
Silica stepped forward, and the zombies blocking her way were pushed away by invisible forces. The flying bamboo leaves wrapped around a zombie with a broken arm, and it was wrapped up and walked into the dark alley.
The hem of his clothes slipped from his hands, and Xiao Shisan suddenly stirred up his spirit, holding on to the bamboo leaves tightly, and followed Silica quietly.
The closer you get to the alley, the farther away you are from the corpses.
Little Thirteen adjusted his breathing and looked at the dragged zombie from time to time, his expression becoming increasingly heavy.
He often went hungry while wandering. At that time, he was thinking, why do some people dare not kill chickens? At that time, if there was a chicken in front of him, he would like to eat the chicken feathers together.
It is not difficult to wield a knife, nor is it difficult to kill.
The hard thing is to get over the hurdle in your heart.
But in the last few weeks of the end of the world, Xiao Shisan has long realized that no matter how kind the zombie in front of him was in life, now he is just a zombie and a monster that can eat people.
Silica settled her steps, waved her hand, and the bamboo leaves swirled and floated toward the alley. The zombies inside had no support and fell to the ground.
puff.
A wisp of green smoke rose, and Xiao Shisan opened his fist. The bamboo leaves were already withered and yellow. He raised his head and saw that the zombie had not yet gotten up, but its gray eyes were staring at him.
He knew he was going to kill zombies.
"Sister Silica, knife!"
knife?
Silica tilted her head, remembering that there was indeed a knife in the packed luggage.
He was immediately amused. With a wave of his hand, a standard steel knife fell to the ground with a clang.
"Practice boxing during the day and practice boxing at night. Now I'm going to kill a broken and weak puppet. I hope I can use the sword."
Little Thirteen couldn't care less about her teasing. The zombie was missing his left arm. It would take some time to struggle to get up. He quickly passed the zombie and bent down to grab the handle of the knife.
Holding the long knife firmly in his right hand, Xiao Shisan looked a little more relaxed and was about to take a step forward when he killed the zombie who was half-rising.
Silica spoke up: "It's not difficult to kill zombies. Do you know why there are very few people who get rewards from heaven?"
She reached out her right fist and held out a finger.
"First, there are so many zombies that you are stronger than yourself. If you use the big one to bully the small ones, there is no reward."
Without haste, he stretched out another finger.
"Second, most of them rely on the sharpness of the sword. 'I am not the one who kills, but the soldiers.' The law of heaven does not approve."
"Thirdly," Silica retracted her fist, crossed her arms, and looked in the direction of the zombie, "it stood up."
Little Thirteen turned around in panic, his expression of struggle was evident, and even his face looked a little ferocious.
He had only gone to school for a few days and didn't understand the terms "I" and "Bingye", but he roughly guessed what Silica meant - killing zombies with a knife might not result in a heavenly reward!
"Roar!"
The zombies smelled the human scent, and seemed to be greatly stimulated. Their withered yellow eyes almost burst out of their sockets, and they roared and rushed towards Xiao Shisan.
Unable to see it until it was covered by his sleeves, the zombie straightened its arms, revealing its arms as slender as black steel ropes.
It turned out that the one arm had been dried out in the sun a long time ago, and rotten maggots could be vaguely seen.
Little Thirteen was startled and turned sideways in a panic. His arm almost wiped his cheek. The fishy smell penetrated his nose and made his stomach tremble.
When the footsteps were settled, the zombie refused to give in. It opened its huge mouth and its head squeezed in before its legs and feet could even be pulled apart.
Little Thirteen gritted his teeth, put the back of the knife into his mouth, and pushed hard, causing the zombie to stumble immediately.
He stepped aside a few positions, raised his fists, recalled the fist moves, and looked at the zombies in front of him.
"Then use fists!"
The short shirt made a hunting sound, and as the fists circulated, the tiger roared and the dragon roared.
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the other side.
Cats belong to Yin, especially this kind of black civet cat, which has the strongest Yin energy, so it is possible to hide in the restaurant and get a glimpse of it.
But there will be a day when the food is gone. This time he finally met a living person, and the black cat decided to be safe. If he could escape, he would at least have a chance of survival, which was better than starving to death here.
But for the same reason, cats are Yin.
At this moment, Ning An was covered in flames. No matter whether it was zombies, vines, or civets, he couldn't get close to him. He forcefully opened a gap and walked away.
No matter how far I ran, the buildings around me gradually became fewer and fewer, and the plants became denser again.
Ning An breathed a sigh of relief and sat down under the tree trunk. His mouth was dry and his stomach was rumbling at an inappropriate time.
Food and other supplies were placed with Silica. The two of them were walking in a hurry, and he forgot to take some with him. Ning'an looked around, and saw that the peach and plum trees were in full bloom, but not a single fruit was born. Somewhat embarrassed.
In fact, even carrying a bag wouldn't help. He was covered in flames like that just now, and he could only protect his clothes. Even the broad knife was so hot that it turned red, not to mention the food that was not heat-resistant?
At this time, Ning An was envious of Silica again, and he also hoped to have someone close to her.
Ning An was about to get up after regaining some energy.
Crash--
There were messy footsteps in the bushes in all directions.
Ning'an immediately became alert. He picked up the broadsword on his back and jumped up to the giant tree two or three times. Using the connected high branches, he was like a mountain ape crossing the forest stream. With only a few leaps, he passed through countless tall trees and hid his figure in the lush greenery. .
Whoosh whoosh!
Several steel forks shot out from the darkness and penetrated hard into the tree trunk that Ning An had been leaning on.
"Damn it, tell him to run away!"
A one-eyed man walked out of the grass, pulled out the steel fork, and looked up to see the rustling of fallen leaves.
"try to find!"
He growled unwillingly.
"Even if the forest is leveled, we still have to arrest him and make him drink!"
The words have not yet finished.
There was a distant roar.
"Wine! Where is the wine!"
The one-eyed man was wondering who made the noise.
Suddenly, I felt my body light up, and my bloodshot eyes met a pair of red eyes.
"You said you have wine?"
