On the night of June 16, 2122, on the Luohang Highway, at 9 o'clock in the evening, it was raining, and a motorcycle was speeding with its low beams on.

The Luohang Highway was quiet and pitch black, and the lights on both sides of the road had long since been broken, and they had fallen to the ground and turned to rusted iron, with only the sound of rain and the darkness in the distance. Scavenging is also a person, and he still needs to rest, and sleep is for tomorrow's vitality, so he stopped and looked for a place to rest.

Scavenging a motorbike slowly into a dilapidated village to see if there are any relatively intact houses that can be used to shelter from the rain.

The rainy night is dark, the village is dilapidated, uninhabited, giving people a sense of suffocating horror, this is the end of the world, a world infested with zombies, maybe there will be a zombie dangling out of the dark corner, pounce on you and bite wildly.

However, this place is in the safe zone, and almost all the zombies in the safe zone have been cleared of the barriers, of course, it is still not to be taken lightly.

Scavenging stopped, and next to him, a three-story bungalow had been infested by creepers, and there were no walls left.

"It should be good here, I'll go in and take a look." Picking up his backpack and holding up his umbrella, a flashlight tucked between the handles of his umbrellas.

Scavenging kicked open the rusty iron door, which was as brittle as a thin sheet of ice, shattering with a single blow, and it was a long time ago.

The courtyard has been covered with plants and overgrown with weeds, but there are also some flowers and plants, which should have been planted by the owner of the house, and the flowers and plants are still there, but the building is empty.

Scavenging came to the door of the house, and with another kick, the door was just a dent.

"It's quite strong, and it doesn't seem to have been eroded by too much wind and rain."

Scavenging directly drew his long knife and slashed the door.

The broken door slammed into the ground, splattering dust on the ground. Because of the time, the interior of the house is covered with a thick layer of dust, and the ceiling is covered with cobwebs.

The furniture and decoration in the house are quite complete, not too messy, the door has been locked, and there has been no one here for 70 years.

Picking up the empty and putting away the umbrella, walking around with the lamp, picking up a picture frame on the cupboard, and wiping it clean, it turned out to be a photo of a young and beautiful girl. The girl is wearing a crisp short skirt, a straw hat, and a smile on her face, with the sea behind her.

"It's a nice smile, but it's a pity you're definitely gone." Shikong stared at it for a long time, "The sea, I've never been there, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely go and see it." ”

This house, which has been dusty for decades, is a huge treasure trove, from which many interesting things can be turned up, and there may also be things that Hu Hu hopes. The unknown is curious, and Scavenger likes to learn about the past and explore the house from decades ago, which is interesting.

Picking up the frame and pulling out a few candles from the cupboard, he lit them to illuminate the hall on the first floor.

"Well, then, I'll go upstairs and find a place to sleep." Shikong took the lamp and began to walk towards the second floor, this bungalow should have a third floor, which is relatively well preserved.

The stairs up were covered with dust, and when the footsteps fell, they would bring up a cloud of dust.

There is a mural hanging on the wall of the corridor, the glass is covered with dust, and the interior seems to be a little moldy, but it should be an oil painting, painting some fruits and the like, looking at this clumsy painter, it should be a novice painting, if you look closely, you can see the name engraved under the corner.

Entering the second floor, the smell of rot coming from the corridor was disgusting, as if something was rotten, maybe some wooden furniture.

Scavenger tried to open a door, which was locked, and with a push he pushed hard, the rusty and corroded doorknob snapped open, and a thick rancid stench came over his face.

Shikong wiped his nose with his hand, felt a bad habit, and thought, "What kind of smell is this, so many years have passed, what should have been rotten has long been rotten, it really stinks to me, and I almost vomited out the food I ate on the road just now." ”

If you look closely, this is a studio, it seems that there are people in this family who have learned to paint, but the smell is a little big, is it the smell of paint and canvas corrosion?

Thinking about it, I think it's the girl who is learning to paint.,In her twenties.,At that time, she should be studying art in college.,This painting is really a little clumsy.,It's not as good as some of the famous paintings introduced in the book.,Just like the da. Vinci, Van Gogh, Giorgione......

Shikong has seen some famous works in history in some books, but so many years have passed, it is the end of the world, and those paintings may no longer be there...... In the last days, no one will go out of their way to collect these things, and the most important thing is to live.

After all, the barriers are still quite safe, and the pursuit of art can still be done, and sometimes these things will still give people spiritual strength.

Shikong looked around, and found that the windows were still sealed, and he felt that he didn't have much to look at, and it was so smelly, and he wanted to get out of here.

When Shikong turned around and was about to leave, a seeping black shadow rushed out of the messy clutter, Shikong's hearing was very sensitive, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he directly pulled out his knife and slashed, and the black shadow was torn apart.

Shikong turned around and shone the lamp at the black shadow, "Hmph, it's really a corpse, it's still the lowest zombie, I think it's strange, something stinks." ”

That corpse had decomposed, had been dormant in this room for seventy or eighty years, and was awakened by the popularity, and it was still so energetic, and the life expectancy of death was really long. There is a leak in this room, and it is still relatively damp, and if the body dries up, it will not survive without water infiltration.

The zombies of seventy or eighty years ago were all the lowest, and they didn't even have any abilities, they only knew how to bite when they saw people.

This is a male corpse, he should be around fifty years old, he should be the male head of the family.

It seems that he locked himself inside, he should have been killed and bitten and didn't want to endanger his family, in this studio, there is still a portrait of their family, painted by his daughter, he hopes to be destroyed here, what a great father.

As for his daughter and wife, they must have fled for their lives, this is a sad story......

Scavenging is just a little thought, what happened in the past doesn't matter to him, and living now is the most important thing. He shut them up and no longer disturbed the peace of this father, this room was his burial place, and he was completely dead and relieved.

Let's go to the third floor, the second floor is really a bit stinky.

The rooms on the third floor were leaking, and Scavenging ended up in the girl's room.

Although the building has long been empty, it is still a little uncomfortable to enter the girl's room casually, and I still want to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to see what useful things can be found, and I feel a little bit of a thief.

This is the end of the world, people are gone, this is a reasonable use of waste, not petty theft, scavenging like this.

But the girl's room was quite tidy, there was no mess of it, there were a lot of books on art and the like, and the clothes in the wardrobe had been corroded to slag.

"This computer seems to be scrapped, and it's corroded to the point that it can't be seen, but it's a pity, but this album, it seems to be usable, she should like it very much, I'll give it to her, she sings very well." Scavenging was holding an album, which was still very well preserved, and Scavenging found it in a box.

The name of this album is "lover", the singer is Taylor Swift, the singer seems to like her songs, I learned about it in the book, but it's not so familiar, he's not very interested in music, the singer is his classmate, and it's a good friend, so it's right to give it to her.

It's time to go to bed, Shikong looked at his phone, it was already 11:28, and there were still a few messages that he hadn't read.

Shikong looked at the dilapidated bed, and thought that it would be better to go to the floor on the first floor to sleep, and the motorcycle had a simple sleeping bag and tent in the trunk, which were fully functional.

Shikong looked at the messages, most of them were sent by Red Lotus, and asked him where he was, what he was doing, whether he was sleeping, why he didn't reply to her or something.

There is also Zejin's news, Zejin: In the afternoon, I sorted out the information of people related to Jiang Cha, and tomorrow I am going to visit Honglian one by one to see what key clues I can get, and you can go to find evidence with peace of mind.

Scavenging replied: Got it, Zekin

And Aunt Elise's: Xiaokong, the barrier can't stay and go out to play, pay attention to safety, come back early.

Shikong smiled happily and replied.

There is also an unexpected person who also contacted Shikong, he is a person from the nine-layer city guard of the barrier, serving as a detective, he is young, and his status is quite high. The detective of the ninth layer is more powerful than other levels, and he is the top in terms of strength and heart.

Lao Xu: Little brother, go out on a secret mission, and find me if you have any difficulties.

Pick up the void: Lao Xu, your authority is so high, you must understand, this little thing is easy.

It's a mystery to think that the old empty guy is a bit mysterious, maybe it's also a person from the Iron Curtain.

Lao Xuan quickly replied: Hahaha, yes, I'm very optimistic about you, are you interested in coming to the city guard in the future.

Scavenger: No, I don't like to be a detective, I'm just a free man, and when I don't have money, I do a few tasks, how chic.

Lao Xu: Little brother, you are wasting your talent, sad......

Lao Xu, a person, has a pretty good relationship with the three of them, and he has done tasks with him before, and he is very satisfied with the ability of the three of them. Lao Xu's original name is Wu Xu, he is almost thirty years old, his ability is nothingness, as long as he launches, dodge all physical attacks, even if it is an energy attack, he is also very skinny, running around, missing, nauseous to vomit.

After he prepared the sleeping bag, he also lay down to sleep, and the sound of rain outside the house was crisp and pleasant, like a lullaby, urging people to fall asleep.