Xiahou was holding an axe, and in three or two clicks, he split a big hole in the door, and there were three layers of wooden planks nailed inside, which could almost be said to be airtight, if it weren't for the wooden house, there was a gap in the eaves above, maybe it could suffocate people to death.

Even the windows of this room are sealed, and from the door, except for the entrance where there is a light, the rest of the place inside is pitch black, and ordinary people can't see things clearly.

"Go in and take a look!" Xia Hou was the first to walk in with a flashlight in one hand and a long sword in the other, he had been chopping with an axe for so long, and no one squeaked inside, which was obviously not normal.

Luo Yibing and they have seen before and after, the windows and back doors of this room are all sealed, and theoretically it is impossible for the people inside to come out, but even if they become zombies, they will not change their voice and not make a sound, which is very abnormal.

In the house, the subtle sound of 'ho ho' came out in the dark, and Xia Hou was hearing the sound and shining the flashlight over.

"Ah~ghost!" The soprano voice came from the house, and the whole house seemed to shake.

Xia Houzheng's heartbeat also slowed down suddenly, and then quickly calmed down.

It turned out that when Xia Hou was shining the flashlight over, perhaps his hearing was too good at distinguishing the position, and it suddenly shone on a black object on the beam.

When I looked at it, I saw a person hanging in the air, his eyes were wide, bloodshot, staring at the door, as if he was looking at a few people who came in, and the long tongue, which looked like a hanged ghost in a ghost story, acting in his true colors.

"Don't scream, this is a zombie, not a ghost!" Xia Hou shouted, dispelling everyone's fear.

"Speaking of which, I've been to so many worlds, and I haven't seen a ghost yet. Xia Hou was looking at the hanging zombie and thought about it, but then he felt a little awkward about it.

Coming back with some partial thoughts, Xiahou was walking towards the zombies hanging on the beams of the house.

The hanged zombie seemed to feel someone approaching, and struggled restlessly, his dry hands like chicken paws, constantly waving towards Xiahou, intending to catch him, his body kept twisting in the air, the rope rubbed against the beam, and the beam was squeaked.

"Bang dang!"

Feeling that something was kicked, Xia Hou was looking at the ground, and it was a stool that fell to the ground.

Kicking the stool aside, Xiahou was walking over and piercing the zombie's head with a sword, the zombie stopped swinging, and then Xiahou was cutting the rope and putting his body down.

"Did he commit suicide?" Li Jian walked over and looked at the hanged zombie that was put down, and there was an obvious strangulation mark on the zombie's neck.

"Looks like yes!" Luo Yibing walked over and checked the strangulation marks on the zombie's neck.

Xiahou is rolling his eyes, he is alone in this house, and the inside is still sealed, what else can it be if it is not suicide, can the zombies still hang themselves up?

Xia Hou was looking around, except for the pillars that supported the beams, all other parts of the house were torn down and nailed around the house, turning the house into a small fortress.

Li Jian looked at the stove, grabbed a handful of rice, looked at the dried fish hanging on it, and was puzzled, "He obviously made the house indestructible, those zombies couldn't come in for a while, and these grains were enough for him to survive for a few months, why did he commit suicide?"

"Probably there is no hope!" Kang Jingxin stood at the door, did not come in, heard Li Jian's words, and said: "A person's survival is by no means just about food and water, such as light, hope, interaction with people, and even enough space, many of which are indispensable." ”

As she spoke, she looked up at the top of the house, "In order to prevent those zombies from entering, he sealed all the places where they could enter and exit, you see, if the door is closed here, it will be a completely closed small black room." ”

"In the past, when I ran a company, I had a special person design the office to ensure that the employees could have a spacious and bright working environment. Kang Jingxin said: "The environment has a great impact on people, and a person who has been in a cramped and oppressive environment for a long time is prone to mental illness. ”

"He stayed alone in this hut, although there was a lot of space, but the light was not enough, plus his family may have become like that, there are still those zombies scratching the door outside every day, and it is normal for him to have a psychological breakdown. Kang Jingxin said at the end, sighing softly.

"This psychological quality is too bad!" Li Jian pouted and said.

"If it were you, the situation wouldn't necessarily get much better!" Kang Jingxin's tone was calm, even with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Yes, the environment is really important!" Zhang Xiaoyi agreed: "When I was in the hospital with Yibing, I had to stay by the window for a while every day, even if there was nothing to see outside, it was better than sitting all the time." ”

"Li Jian, you haven't experienced the lightness of course, but the truth is not so simple. Luo Yibing shook his head, "Think about it, you only have such a little space to move every day, you only see a trace of light emerging from the cracks, not even a trace of light, all you hear is the roar of zombies all the time, there is nothing to do except eat and sleep, what will you do?"

Li Jian followed his description and thought about it, and shuddered, "How boring that kind of life should be, it's a little unbearable to think about." ”

However, he still refused to admit defeat, and said nonchalantly: "Isn't it just that the space is a little smaller and the environment is a little darker? ”

"Hehe, there's nothing to see, let's go out!" Xia Hou heard that Li Jian's heart was weak, and he didn't break it, and took everyone out.

Staying in a closed space with no light for a few days is a very simple thing for anyone who has achieved cultivation, meditate, cultivate for a while, and a few days will pass unconsciously, but for ordinary people, it is really not something that ordinary people can endure, and it can drive people crazy.

At this time, more than half of the houses in the small village have also been inspected, and only a few houses have not been inspected, but Xiahou is looking at the doors of those houses with wide open, and it doesn't look like there are zombies inside.

Sure enough, after searching with a few people, no zombies were found, and a hanging machete was found in one of them, which looked more exquisite, Li Jian directly took it in his hand, waved it a few times, and shouted to let Xiahou Zheng teach him a few knife techniques, and cut one when he saw a zombie in the future.

Xia Hou nodded in response, teaching him a few hands, so that he could have a little self-protection ability, so as not to be easily killed after losing his firearm.

Eventually, they came to a house that was noticeably taller, sturdy, and more beautiful than the others, a two-storey building that was a rarity here. 2510