Chapter 11: The Aftermath

Huang Mao tried to push a few times, but was stumbled by the fat man's backhand slap and almost fell. The annoyed Huang Mao didn't scream anymore, and said directly to the student girl:

"Qiaoqiao, donate your silver bracelet, and I'll go to the town to get something to eat. It will definitely not hurt for us to serve the horse chief well. There are so many zombies in this damn place, we all have to point to him to save our lives. ”

"But this bracelet was a birthday present from my grandmother when I was twelve, and the gold ring and necklace in your hand are worth more than mine, aren't they?"

"What's the matter, can my brother still harm you? I also found a gold shop for this chain ring, and the money is not hot, so I am prepared. ”

Huang Mao's embarrassed expression flashed, he couldn't say that his chain ring was a fake, and he didn't even dare to bring it when he was in the bath. I'm afraid that it will fade and float up when it enters the water.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, you give the bracelet to Xiao Gao, and my sister will go back and give you a bracelet from Hetian Yu. My husband is in the jade business, and he is the most lacking in these.

If I hadn't taken off all the jewelry before going to bed, and I wouldn't have used you and Xiao Gao's things, any one of my sister would have allowed us to live here for decades without worrying about eating and drinking. ”

The young woman in the pajamas said as she grabbed the student's wrist and took off the bracelet. The student girl resisted a few times, but she couldn't break free, and she could only cry vigorously.

Huang Mao walked away for a long time, and it was only at noon that he came back with a bag of food, but his face was blue and swollen, as if he had been beaten.

As soon as he entered, he was surrounded by the fat man and the young woman in pajamas, opened his package containing food, and filled his mouth with food regardless of the image.

Smelling the smell of rice, Shang Biao and Ma Daochang opened their eyes one after another. The difference is that Ma Daochang opened his bamboo box and took out a few dry and hard steamed buns, broke a little bit and put them in his mouth to chew slowly.

Shang Biao's food was eaten yesterday, and when he walked into the yard, he saw the fat man holding a roast chicken in his hand, and tearing off a chicken leg in his right hand and gnawing on it. He was not polite, and directly reached out and snatched the roast chicken with the missing leg.

"You~"

"Got an opinion? If I hadn't saved you yesterday, you would still have the life to eat chicken legs? ”

Shang Biao's hoarse voice came out of his throat, his face was slightly narrowed, and he was kicking the fat man who was angry and didn't dare to speak.

"No opinion, no opinion, big brother still has wine, roast chicken is the best to drink."

Yellow hair pretended to be a good person and pulled the fat man down.

Shang Biao glanced at him, didn't have another seizure, and didn't pick up his gourd with wine. I just picked up three or four steamed buns from the food package and walked back in with a calm face.

The young woman in the pajamas poked the student girl next to her, and the little girl with tears on her face picked up the food that had been prepared and followed Shang Biao in.

"Uncle Dao, this is a little bit of our heart, thank you for rescuing the fat brother yesterday."

The student girl's diplomacy was launched silently, without revealing a trace, but the effect was remarkable. Ma Daochang, who had the intention of refusing, turned his words into a few polite words of thanks. The student girl shyly put her things down, and the rest of the people also walked in.

"Everyone, it's already dark, aren't you leaving?"

"Dao Chief, our family guards will come to pick us up in a few days, can you let us follow you for the time being, the zombies outside here are too scary."

The young woman in the pajamas is coquettish, and it seems that she is not a good product in the real world, at most she is a junior in the upper position.

"Poor Road will not stay here for a long time, after asking the mayor of the town about the location of the new Yizhuang, he will continue on the road, and a few of them should go to the town inn to stay. Ordinary zombies are afraid of the yang energy gathered by people, and dare not approach the town. ”

"Ma Daochang, I hope to follow you for a few days to learn and seek advice."

Shang Biao said bluntly, although there is no obvious favorability setting in the film, but based on his performance yesterday, Ma Daochang should not refuse this little request.

Sure enough, Ma Daochang readily agreed to Shang Biao's request.

Why is it that most of the people in the corpse drive are one master and one apprentice, and the journey is lonely, and it will not be boring to be accompanied by someone.

Second, when encountering any unexpected situation, there is an apprentice to help with it, and the use of some magic weapons and the drawing of runes will be much faster.

After eating and drinking, Ma Daochang left the six zombies in Yizhuang, entrusted Shang Biao to help guard them, and went to the mayor of the town himself to see what was going on here.

In this era of frequent zombies, the existence of a Yizhuang can prevent the corpse from being exposed in the wilderness and absorb the Yin Qi of Yuehua to transform into wild zombies, and its role is very important for every town.

Generally speaking, even if this Yizhuang is abandoned, it will find a new place to build another one, which is a rigid need of a town, and the rich people in the town raise funds spontaneously.

"Dao Chief, let's stay and help you guard this zombie!"

The fat man took the initiative to speak, glancing at several other people, and Huang Mao and the two girls also responded.

"Still reluctant to go? In that case, it's a matter of annoying a few. ”

After Ma Dao Chang spoke, a hint of joy appeared on the faces of several people, because this guarding zombies was also a side task, and Shang Biao naturally knew about it for a long time.

After the chief of the horse picked up the bamboo box and left, Huang Mao excitedly patted the fat man on the shoulder and asked:

"Chubby, how do you know you can get a side quest from Ma Daochang."

"It's like this in the game, you can get quest rewards for helping the characters in the story. I wasn't sure, so I asked a question, and it was exactly what I thought. ”

"Yes, you kid is still a little useful."

The worthless compliments came out of Huang Mao's mouth one after another, and the young woman in pajamas praised the fat man for his beauty.

"Hehe, I hope you can still laugh so happily in a while."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Shang Biao's mouth, and he said something inexplicable to the four of them.

"This big brother, do you have any inside information? It's fate that everyone can get together, so it's better to reveal something to us, and let's help each other get through the difficulties together. ”

The young woman in pajamas walked towards Shang Biao, her delicate figure disappearing from time to time under the cover of silk pajamas.

"Ma Daochang, you don't need me to remind you of the next plot when you leave, right?"

"In the next plot, you mean the gambler asking for help, but we can't participate in this plot if we stay. Could it be that the corpse keeper of Yizhuang was possessed by a weasel? ”

"Even if you're not stupid enough to get home, you still have to think about how to hold on until Ma Daochang comes back and be happy!"

If this level is not good, he has to fold in, and the goblins who have achieved cultivation are not something that they can deal with as rookies who have just entered the theater.

Although these people are not qualified helpers, they can still act as cannon fodder.

At the critical moment, as long as he escapes faster than others, it will not be his turn to be a monster ration.

Shang Biao clapped his hands, got up and tore off his T-shirt, and poured some Huang Mao and the others the rest of the wine.

When it comes to weasels, people's first reaction is their stinky fart, but the fart of a well-cultivated weasel is not only smelly, but also has a strong hallucinogenic effect.

Shang Biao's use of this method may not work, but there is no better way to do it in his master's notes, so he can only give it a try.