"Zombies went to the quarry?"

Seeing the person who reported the news stumbling in, Uncle Ying and Ma Madi's faces changed greatly.

The quarry is located on the west mountain outside Baijiazhuang, the scale is not small, there are hundreds of people quarrying on the mountain during the day, and many workers who do not go home at night will live on the construction site.

If a zombie goes to the quarry, you don't have to think about it to know what it's going to do, and those powerful quarrymen can stop the mountain bandits but can't stop the zombies.

"You stay in the Dao Hall, I'll go and see first!" Uncle Ying is a man of action, and he was the first to rush out of the Dao Hall.

Seeing Uncle Ying taking the lead, he was not willing to lag behind and ordered his apprentice: "Copy the guy, we will follow too!" ”

Uncle Ying and Ma Madi's footsteps were very fast, and they disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Ren Tingting pulled Wang Xu in fright, her delicate little face was discolored, and she asked fearfully: "There are zombies, what should we do?" ”

"This is the Dao Hall, zombies won't like it here, you and Wencai stay, I'll go and see it too." Wang Xu was not afraid of big things when he saw the excitement, and chased him out in the direction where Uncle Ying and the others left.

Ren Tingting was scared, she looked at Wencai, who was so weak that she was sick to the point of weakness, and Uncle Zhong, who was old and weak, gritted her teeth and said, "Wait for me, I will go with you too!" ”

No matter how fast Wang Xu is, the 100-meter champion can't outrun him.

By the time Ren Tingting went out, he had already disappeared in the night, and there was no way to chase him even if he wanted to.

"Hey, where did Uncle Ying go?" Wang Xu chased out for a while, and soon saw a fork in the road.

These two intersections are facing west and north, and it is so dark that you can't see what lies ahead.

Wang Xu looked around blankly, and suddenly heard movement on the path to the north, thinking that this must be Uncle Ying and them.

Ten minutes later...

The farther you run north, the denser the woods become, and there is no way to run to the back.

Wang Xu slowly sensed that something was wrong, Uncle Ying's speed was not so fast, with his current speed, he could run several miles in ten minutes, which was not worse than a motorcycle in a short period of time, there was no reason why he couldn't catch up with Uncle Ying.

Could it be that the movement he heard was not Uncle Ying's, so who could it be?

Looking at the vast night and the dark woods, Wang Xu fell into a dilemma.

And just as he wondered if he should return the way he came, there was the sound of footsteps in the silent night, as if someone was walking in the dark forest.

"Uncle Ying, is that you?" Wang Xu frowned slightly, and although there were doubts in his mouth, he made a parry gesture in his hand.

Because he also knew that it was impossible for Uncle Ying at this time to pretend to be a ghost with him.

So the question is, it's not Uncle Ying who I've been chasing for a long time, who else can it be?

"Roar!" As soon as Wang Xu made a parry gesture, a black shadow pounced.

Fast, it's too fast, Wang Xu only felt that his eyes flashed, and an irresistible force crashed into his body.

In an instant, Wang Xu flew out upside down, and with the help of the moonlight above his head, he saw a hideous face.

"Music Zombie!" Wang Xu fell heavily to the ground, and only stopped after seven or eight steps, muttering in his heart: "Isn't this guy in the quarry, how can he appear here?" ”

Wang Xu didn't actually know that the music zombie came with the person who reported the news.

As a zombie, the intelligence of the music zombie is very high, it can even communicate, and the intelligence is no worse than that of an eight- or nine-year-old child.

When I was in the quarry tonight, the musical zombie had a full meal, and when it was bored, it came back with the quarryman who reported the news.

Even, after eating a big meal, it didn't attack the messenger, but hung in the back in boredom, wanting to see who the messenger was looking for.

Later, it found that the messenger was looking for the yellow-clothed Taoist priest it hated the most, and it was not fun, so it left on its own.

Who would have thought that when it was walking in the woods, Wang Xu actually followed, mistaking it for Uncle Ying and his party.

"Hah!" The musical zombie spat heavily and did not attack a second time, but continued to walk deeper into the woods.

Wang Xu looked at it and suddenly had the illusion that this was an old man walking in the back garden after eating enough, not a blood-sucking zombie.

"Qian Tianshi said that after a zombie sucks blood, it will be like a well-fed snake, and there will be a relatively calm period, and during this period, its desire to attack will be greatly reduced. The intelligence of the musical zombie, which has reached the point where you can think, has just been more like intimidating me than really attacking! Wang Xu looked at the zombies walking in the woods in the moonlight, and his heart seemed to have 10,000 alpacas running by.

Zombies at this level really can't be looked at with common sense.

Wang Xu even suspects that music zombies have their own preferences, and when they are not hungry, they can be seen as another intelligent species.

"What the hell, is this still a zombie?" Wang Xu slowly retreated, without the intention of going up to say hello.

The moment he just fought, he found that the music zombie was stronger than the black-haired zombie, and speed was no longer a weakness.

In comparison, the speed of the music zombie is faster than the cat-faced old lady Wang Xu saw, and when it erupts, he can only see a shadow, which is definitely not something he can fight against now.

"Roar!" Just when Wang Xu was thinking about whether to leave quickly, the music zombie changed again.

I saw it let out a rapid roar, as if it remembered something, and strode towards the mountain to the north.

Walking, just walking, there is no jumping of ordinary zombies, music zombies go fast step by step.

Wang Xu looked at its back, and after thinking about it again, he still followed from a distance.

One person and one zombie, separated by hundreds of meters, walked towards the north mountain.

Half an hour later, Kitayama arrived, and the music zombie looked around, as if recognizing the way, first pointing to the left and then to the right, and then to the right.

Wang Xu followed it quietly, watching the music zombie walk into the mountain, and watching it pick a sour date from a wild fruit tree to eat.

If you don't know its identity, judging only by its movements, this is more like a donkey friend who has gone up the mountain than a zombie who has just made a kill.

"Poof, poof, unpalatable..."The zombie took a bite of the sour date, and spit out two mouthfuls with an ugly face, obviously the sour date did not meet its taste.

Wang Xu's eyes flickered slightly, if he heard correctly, the zombie seemed to say something unpalatable.

"I can talk!" Wang Xu swallowed his saliva and looked at the music zombie who left again, as if looking at a treasure again.

Talking, intelligent, what that means.

It means that it can communicate, and it is not driven by desire like normal zombies.

"In the musical zombie movie, it seems that it can only speak corpse language, not human language. Why, it can speak human words here, could it be that it kills more people, and its wisdom is higher than in the movie? "Zombies can evolve by sucking blood, and the more blood they suck, the more intelligent they are.

Wang Xu suddenly thought that the music zombies in the movie seemed to have only killed six or seven people.

And here, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of people have died in its mouth, and its strength is definitely stronger than in the movie.

"What is it going to do?" Under Wang Xu's gaze, the music zombie stopped and stopped, and finally stopped at the door of a mountain hut.

Wang Xu quietly followed, looking inside by the moonlight.

In the eye, there is an operating table, medical equipment, and a picture of a foreigner in a picture frame on the wall.

Seeing this familiar scene, Wang Xu suddenly realized, isn't this the place where foreign medical scientists transform music zombies, and why did zombies come back here.