"Mom, there's a hand here!"

The little girl, with her lovely pigtails, took the dirty, rough, smelly hand, and turned back to call her mother.

The beautiful woman ran over like a gust of wind and picked up the little girl.

"Peanuts! How many times has my mother told you? Don't leave my sight! Don't you understand? ”

Peanut raised his mouth, pretending not to hear his mother's reprimand, reaching out and grabbing her long silky hair, touching it back and forth, but his head was lowered, still secretly looking at the outstretched hand.

"Big flowers! What's wrong? Are peanuts alright? ”

Three men who were smoking a cigarette not far away came running.

The name of the fifty-year-old is Yuande, and the other two in their thirties are Fang Andong and Wu Yuhua.

"It's okay, there are zombies buried in the ground."

Dahua gently flicked her long silky hair, freeing them from the clutches of peanuts.

Peanut was a little aggrieved, and he murdered her, and he didn't give her her hair, and she was not in a good mood at all!

So she began to try to break free from the embrace of the big flower, that is, to go to the ground.

"This kid ...... Can't hold it! ”

Dahua sighed and threw the peanut on the ground.

"Tell you, don't run around again, or you won't have anything to eat tonight!"

Fang Anton walked over and touched the peanut's head with a smile, and said:

"Godfather will take you to eat something delicious in a while."

After saying that, he walked over to the other side to look, and sure enough, a hand reached out.

This is a small hill, it is estimated that there are tens of meters of high speed, and it is quite scary to suddenly appear a hand.

"Ah, there's really a zombie buried in the earth, did he scare us peanuts? Come on, come on, let the godfather beat him to death. ”

As he spoke, Fang Anton took out his gun.

Peanut was stunned, then ran over with his little short legs buried in it, blocking the front of the hand.

"No, you can't kill him, he's not a zombie! I've touched it, his hand is not stiff, and it's still warm! He is a living man planted in the soil, and if he can't water it, he can grow a villain! ”

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone was stunned.

Yuan De said: "A living person? This place is the center of the zombie tide, the bones of the corpse king were found here, and the zombies in most other places are scattered, there were no zombies here a week ago, how could there be living people buried in the soil? ”

Wu Yuhua smiled: "Dig it out and see if you know?" ”

As he spoke, Wu Yuhua went to do it and dug out a full forty centimeters of soil, which opened the hole, and a foul smell came out of it, making all the people retreat.

"How long has this man been living underground? Little Liu! Come here, pull him out, it's a living man, like he's fainting from hunger! ”

Not far behind them, there were five cars, and seven or eight people gathered around to eat, and after listening to Wu Yuhua's shout, they hurried over and pulled people out of the cave.

"I'll go! It stinks, Brother Hua! ”

"You stink!"

"I mean this hole! He dug an underground passage from here, to a far place, I think it seems to be a toilet, although digging a long way, it still smells! The air is too occlusive! He got some tubes connected to the ground for breathing...... I'll go, this hair is long, and he has a big beard, how long has it been since he washed and trimmed? ”

The kid named Xiaoliu kept complaining.

Wu Yuhua pinched his nose and said to Xiao Liu:

"Go and go, get him to wash in the river over there! It's too stinky, by the way, I made some rice soup and poured it in, it's a living person. ”

Xiao Liu was very annoyed, but Wu Tou told him that he could not fail to carry it out, so he called someone to drive the very dirty person to the river, and then threw him in the river, leaving only his head on the bank.

"Brother Guang, let's get some to feed him."

Xiao Liu felt that he had completed the task, so he took out a cigarette and lit it.

Brother Guang is a middle-aged man in his forties, very honest, who came over to pour porridge on the unconscious man, and then washed his face.

......

Yang Mu's body trembled quickly, feeling cold, and then felt a long-lost taste permeating his mouth.

It was food, and he opened his mouth and ate it in large gulps, but there was only very little food, and he could only open his mouth like a young bird waiting to be fed.

"Liuzi, he's awake!"

"Damn! I'm really awake, I want to eat with my mouth open, Brother Guang, give it to him quickly. ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Mu vaguely heard the conversation between the two people.

Hahaha!

Wasn't he eaten by zombies? Rather, met someone?

Yang Mu wanted to open his eyes and see their appearance.

But he was so tired, and he was trapped underground for a year, he couldn't adjust to the light at all, and he could feel the sun shining on his eyelids with his eyes closed, which was really uncomfortable.

Yang Mu's mood is not good, he has been lonely for too long, he is autistic, and he is depressed.

It's not that he is mentally ill, Yang Mu is still Yang Mu after all, and he has had many disasters since he was a child, and there is nothing he can't bear.

But now he wants to vent, his heart is complicated and difficult to calm down, anyway, it is painful, he even wants to cry, but he can't help himself from crying.

Yang Mu, be stronger, you did a good job, killed the Corpse King, completed Xiao Zhan's entrustment, and survived!

Haha, trapped underground for a year, living underground alone for a year, and now you're alive!

Hahaha!

"Ha ......"

"Haha......"

Yang Mu laughed, and when he laughed, tears flowed from his eyes.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Boy, my name is Han Xiaoliu, his name is Li Daguang, two brothers saved your life, what do you want to say? ”

"Little Liu, he seems to be laughing?"

"Damn, this kid is lucky, he was found by us, I don't know how long he has been sleepy. Okay, Brother Guang, bring him back, he also eats things, but it doesn't seem to be enough, you go back and get him some other things. ”

"Uh-huh, okay, I'll wash him again, I don't know how long I haven't taken a bath, it's too dirty."

"Okay, anyway, the convoy needs to rest for a while, so you can clean him up here."

After Xiao Liu finished speaking, he continued to smoke and look at the scenery, leaving only Li Daguang and Yang Mu.

"Hahaha, haha!"

"Young man, what are you smiling, why are you so thin, hey, it looks like you have been malnourished for a long time."

Yang Mu is indeed a little out of shape, weighing less than 100 catties, but he is almost 1.8 meters tall, and he doesn't have much fat on his body.

"Don't worry, our team is all good people, there is not much distance to return to Mulan City, we have experienced nine hundred and eighty-one difficulties in buying grain seeds in the Central Plains this time, I hope the next journey can be safe."

"Haha, haha, light, light."

"Poor man, how long have you been trapped? Can't speak? ”

Of course, Yang Mu will say that he is just excited, trapped for a year, a whole year, full of loneliness and helplessness, ordinary people may have collapsed a long time ago.

Hmph, being alive is really the most precious, what is more important in this world than being alive?

In the future, if you want to enjoy life, useless emotions and emotions are all left behind, the so-called ideals and ambitions are just passing clouds, bitter or not, painful or not, only those who have experienced it know.

At this time, Yang Mu was actually a little abnormal, there were all kinds of fantasies in his mind, and there were always some illusory things in front of him, he needed a period of mental recovery and a period of cultivation and adjustment.

Li Daguang washed Yang Mu inside and out, then threw away his clothes, and put the smooth Yang Mu on his back in the car.

Han Xiaoliu was still sitting in the car smoking, and when he saw the two of them coming up, he said with a smile:

"This kid is really thin, it's not easy to be so thin but still have muscles, go back and find him a piece of clothing and bring it back to Mulan City."

"Yes, Little Liu, this person is pitiful."

After Yang Mu got into the car, he finally slowly opened his eyes, and after quickly adapting to the light, he saw the cigarette on Xiao Liu's mouth in a trance, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"Smoke! Smoke! ”

"Still a smoker."

Xiao Liu frowned slightly, and Li Daguang said:

"Give him one, poor man, I feel like he's been trapped there for a long time."

Xiao Liu took a cigarette and put it in front of Yang Mu's eyes, Yang Mu reached out to take it, but the cigarette was taken away by him.

"Bearded, tell me how long you've been trapped, and I'll give you cigarettes."

"Smoke!"

"Say, how long are you going to be sleepy?"

"Three hundred...... Three hundred and sixty-two days! ”

Xiao Liu and Daguang looked at each other, and then they all laughed.

"He said he was trapped for three hundred and sixty-two days? Did you hear the light? ”

"Hehe, I guess it's a poor person with some mental abnormalities."

"That is, three hundred and sixty-two days ago, this was the center of the zombie tide, and it seems to be the time when the zombies are going backwards, right? It's not like the Corpse King was killed by this kid, right? ”

"Hey, Little Liu, stop teasing him, give him the cigarette."

Xiao Liu smiled and handed the cigarette to Yang Mu, Yang Mu took the cigarette and put it between his thin lips.

Xiao Liu handed the lighter to Daguang, and Daguang took it and lit it for Yang Mu.

Yang Mu took seven or eight deep breaths, and one-third of the cigarette was inhaled by him.

"Whew!"

This time he spit out a lot of smoke, which caused Xiao Liu to complain, Daguang laughed, and Yang Mu also giggled.

After smoking a cigarette, Yang Mu's mood stabilized a little.

"Smoke, give a cigarette."

"This is getting more and more slippery, sure enough, it's not a fool, there are three more, all for you, big leaves, made by Mulan Cigarette Factory, this cigarette is rolled with eggplant leaves, mixed with some tobacco leaves, it's hard to smoke!"

"Ha, smoking, smoking."

Yang Mu stretched out his hand and took the cigarette case tremblingly, took out a cigarette from it and lit it, and then smoked it vigorously, so comfortable.

The car quickly drove back to the convoy, and Daguang got out of the car to find clothes for Yang Mu.

"Young man, look at you thin and thin, this is really material, as a man, you are a master, hehe, although you have a beard, I think you should not be very old, what is your name?"

"I ......"

"Call you bearded, I don't know how long you've been sleepy, but you can be sure that the time won't be short, you put on your clothes, I'll go find you something to eat, let's set off in half an hour and continue on our way."

"Thanks!"

"Ha, it's quite polite, wait, I'll look for something to eat."

Yang Mu watched Daguang leave, his face was still smiling, and there were still tears in his eyes, this was not crying, but the unrestrained emotion, the stress reaction caused by the nervous disorder in the brain.

Yang Mu leaned weakly on the seat, his feet on the frame of the door, and looked at the back of Daguang leaving.

At this time, the view was blocked, and a small figure appeared, a somewhat cute girl, five or six years old.

"Hello bearded, I'm Peanut."

Yang Mu glanced down at her, this name is very strange, peanut?

Yang Mu remembered another little girl who had appeared beside him, her name was Huajiao.

Of course, these two girls are different and look very different, and the only thing they have in common is that they both have a "flower" in their names.