act10: The atmosphere in the guest shed has become a little awkward, and there is a lot of drama on the faces of both sides of the confrontation, but the real chapter is not seen for a long time, Song Jiu and the guard boy have a look of underweight on their faces, looking at each other with a smile.

"Are you calling me?" The guard boy pretended to be surprised and looked left and right, and said, "I recognize the wrong person." ”

"There's no need to go around in circles, you are suspicious of outsiders, I understand that." Song Jiu's eyes were full of sincerity, as if he was very hurt by the temptation of the guards, and sighed: "The world has changed, and it is not easy to find a place to stay, if you have difficulties, then I won't bother much, alas." In the end, it seemed that he was moved by his true feelings, and the fake fan sandao rubbed the corners of his eyes and wiped away a tear that did not exist.

Jiao Ziqian grinned stupidly, he couldn't fight and lose when he left, so he had to quietly watch Brother Jiu's acting skills.

"Where are you currently staying?" The guard boy groaned for a while and looked up and asked.

"Wandering around, without a fixed place to live." Song Jiu's face was full of sorrow, and he said in a low voice: "Last night, I found a place to stay in the county seat, but I was taken by the walking corpse in the middle of the night, and a few of us escaped. ”

"The Walking Dead?" The guard's focus was a little crooked, and he said curiously: "We will send someone to clean up the walking corpses around us every once in a while, it seems to be quite safe in the county town, right?" ”

"Not only the walking corpses, but also the living corpses."

"......" The guard's eyelids jumped, raised his eyebrows and stared at Song Jiu, and asked, "You saw a living corpse?" ”

"yes, I see." Song Jiu replied. The young guard looked at a few more people, turned around and left the shed, and the men with guns were in place like iron towers, and the muzzles of their guns were still pointed at the Toucheng squad.

"Ninth brother..."Jiao Ziqian felt more and more unreliable, hesitated again and again, and still failed to say the words of confession.

"Don't worry, wait and see." Song Jiu actually didn't know the bottom in his heart, he saw the temptation of the guard boy, but he didn't quite understand the other party's intentions.

In his opinion, whether to accept or not to accept is just a matter of one sentence, not very important, and it stands to reason that there is no need to go around in circles.

Xin Mengfan choked enough, and wanted to exchange some information with Song Jiu, but the eyes of those guards were basically on her, which inevitably caused misunderstanding, and she didn't dare to make any small moves.

After about ten minutes, the guard boy returned, and he was alone.

"It's a family from now on, don't worry about what happened just now." The guard boy finally wiped away the false smiling face, raised his hand to signal the guards to put down their guns, strode towards Song Jiu, and stretched out a hand: "Re-introduction, my surname is Zhu, and I am the leader of our patrol team, just call me Xiao Zhu." Song Jiu didn't doubt him, and held the calloused rough hands: "Song wine." ”

"This name is interesting, it happens to be lively today, buddy will give you a wind, don't get drunk and don't return." Xiao Zhu smiled heartily, patted Song Jiu's shoulder, and didn't forget to apologize to Jiao Ziqian: "I offended a lot just now, so I took care of it." ”

"Hehe, hehe." Jiao Ziqian's mouth has always been unfriendly, and he stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling person, so he had to laugh twice to show his magnanimity.

"Come, take her down." Xiao Zhu didn't care about Jiao Ziqian's attitude, beckoned the two of them to take the rope in Song Jiu's hand, and took Xin Mengfan out left and right.

Before going out, Xin Mengfan turned his head to look at Song Jiu, who blinked quietly, Xin Mengfan understood, and smiled lightly.

…… Xiao Zhu is not only young, but his actual age is not very old, and on the way to the inside of the camp with Song Jiu and the four of them, several people are familiar with each other.

Xiao Zhu is twenty-one, two years younger than Song Jiu, but his speech and demeanor are very sophisticated, and he has a bit of the style of old fritters.

Song Jiu knew that if he said too much, he would lose it, and he basically only listened to it along the way, and Xiao Zhuzui never stopped, and introduced the situation of the camp to a few people with great interest, looking enthusiastic, but in fact, what he said could be seen with only one eye, and it was of no value at all.

Song Jiu had been prepared for this, and he didn't expect to get useful information just after he came in, since Xiao Zhu was willing to fake enthusiasm, he was not stingy with fake gratitude; Jiao Ziqian remembered Luo Yu's advice before departure, and only used Xiao Zhu's questioning

"Uh-huh-ahh

Xiao Zhu led the four of them through the thick brick wall and entered the large square inside the camp through a slightly narrow path.

The flat ground paved with red bricks covers almost the entire square, and in the middle of the wide square, a miniature version of the Trevi Fountain stands in front of it, and the lifelike sculptures are not far behind the original, although there is no water in the fountain, but the group of sculptures alone adds a lot of color to the square.

Before, he couldn't see the inside scene from the outside, and Song Jiu also figured out that the simple house inside should also be made of trees, and only after a close look did he realize that he was wrong.

Compared to the shelter camps I've seen before, this is a luxury district! Who has ever seen a refuge house with neat tiles, an iron grille, and tempered glass?

Who had ever heard that camps hiding from the walking dead also had running water pipes? What kind of people would raise flowers and plant in front of their houses in an environment infested by walking corpses?

Why is there a buffet square like a social drinking party in the deep mountains and old forests?? Song Jiu and the others were dumbfounded, looking at the crowd of people singing and dancing behind the fountain sculpture, their brains went blank.

A few children in brand-new children's clothes chased and played around the fountain statue, and a big golden retriever with a tiger head drooped his tongue and followed the children's buttocks in circles; The houses with the same architectural style on both sides are bright or dark, and the doors of each house are wide open; The lush greenery brings two verdant landscapes to the square; The long table was placed diagonally on the side of the field, a white tablecloth with water, and a tray of shallow pots full of various foods was placed on the table. There were 100 people wandering around the long table, men and women, old and young, and under the cover of the dancing firelight, everyone's faces were filled with joy from the heart.

Jiao Ziqian swallowed his saliva, looked at the crowd dressed decently and cleanly, and then at his unkempt self, he actually blushed a little because of his nerves.

Before, I could only faintly hear human voices on the side of the partition wall, and only when I stood in the middle of the square did I really understand what Xiao Zhu said

"Festive atmosphere". At the end of the long table is a fan-shaped bus row of chairs, and several middle-aged people with serene faces sit together, holding a black object in their hands, looking at the posture, as if they are playing.

"Let's go, go over and have a look." Xiao Zhu stood aside and waited for a long time, very satisfied with the expressions of several people, and showed off with a strong sense of pride: "This is nothing, do you know how we lived last year in Chinese New Year's Eve?" Firecracker salute open-air barbecue! ”

"If you do this, aren't you afraid that the walking corpse will come to serve it?" Jiao Ziqian swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and his mind was still echoing

The epilogue of "open-air barbecue".

"Afraid of what? At that time, the walking corpses were sleeping on their stomachs, and we were not allowed to have fun, huh? Xiao Zhu looked puzzled and quipped: "Could it be that you are also so careful in winter?" ”

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years." Song Jiu smiled very humbly, with an envious look in his eyes that couldn't be concealed, and said: "Even if the walking corpse is dormant in winter, it will still wake up if the movement is too big." ”

"Hey, that's right." Xiao Zhu smiled arrogantly and waved his hand to point at the country: "But we have people and guns, what can we do when we wake up?" ”

"And now? It's the season of revival of the walking dead, and there are more living corpses roaming around, isn't it too ostentatious for you to do this? Ah Hai couldn't help but interject, although the jubilant crowd was very infectious, they still did not forget what situation they were in.

This kind of life is indeed enviable and desirable, but in comparison, life is more expensive.

"Put your heart in your belly." Xiao Zhu smiled lightly, and led the four of them straight through the lively crowd, saying as he walked: "It's normal that you didn't understand just now, if you don't talk about this today, you haven't eaten, right?" I'll take you to eat something good, rest tonight, and take you around tomorrow. ”

"That's... Do we need to see here...... Chief? Song Jiu asked tentatively.

"Don't be busy, the personnel structure here is more complicated, and I can't explain one or two sentences, anyway, you just follow me for the past two days." Xiao Zhu seems to be very popular, there are always people who greet him along the way in the past, and he is still full of a very friendly smile, greeting everyone one by one, and not forgetting to introduce the four earth rats behind him.

Jiao Ziqian didn't hold back when he passed by the long table, and his probe hand smoothed an oily chicken leg from the tray, and several beautifully dressed girls nearby did not hide their disdainful eyes, and flashed to the side with a sneer.

"Do you two eat?" Jiao Ziqian didn't care about the white eyes, chewing with a greasy mouth, and greeted Ah Hai and another young man very righteously, the two of them were greedy, but they couldn't eat, so they had to thank each other with a blank eye.

To say that the Song wine team is actually not the poorest, since the formation of the team, they rarely wander around anymore, and they also had their own camp before.

Although it is not as extravagant as here, it is not a problem at all, and there is no lack of game meat during the period, and the appearance is a little rough, and the taste is definitely positive.

However, the same food does have different tastes in different environments, just like this chicken leg, where you can eat while watching the happy crowd sing and dance, while the previous camp could only squat on the branches of the tree and stuff it clean, and in case of emergency, there was no time to wipe your mouth.

Although Jiao Ziqian didn't drink, he felt that he was about to get drunk, and the seemingly ordinary roast chicken thighs were simply fragrant to the bone marrow.

Jiao directly stuffed the bones into his mouth, crunched and chewed into crumbles, exhausted the delicious taste in the bones, and opened his mouth to spit out the bone residue all over the ground.

Song Jiu had nothing to say to this unpromising brother, so he had to pretend not to see it, and continued to listen to Xiao Zhu bragging there with great interest; Ah Hai and another young man kept walking through the crowd with four eyeballs, and from time to time they exchanged heads and said a few words

"This chest is big, but I don't have the commotion of Mengfan",

"This is not bad, but I still like Sister Luo" and other comments. After a false greeting and politeness, the four of Song Jiu finally squeezed out of the crowd, the three of them were sweaty, Jiao Ziqian had a mouthful of oil, and when they saw the three of them looking at him, they patted their stomachs with satisfaction and burped loudly.

"Brother Jiu, capitalism is good." Jiao Ziqian's eyes turned into a slit with a smile, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the back of his neck.

Looking at the situation, Xiao Zhu wanted to bring him a plate of roast suckling pig, and it was estimated that this kid would be able to sell Song wine to a few people.

Song Jiu punched him and scolded with a smile: "According to your way of eating, people will blast us out again in two days." ”

"That can't be, that's what it is." It just so happened that Xiao Zhu also squeezed out, and just when he heard Song Jiu's ridicule, he came over and grabbed Song Jiu and Jiao Ziqian, and opened his mouth to breathe of wine: "This is our usual food, we are not hungry at night, and we can drink casually." ”

"I see that there are a lot of people here, can you stop the consumption?" Song Jiu took over the conversation and directly asked questions about the materials.

"Hey, our supply chain is ...... ...... Xiao Zhu burped halfway through his words, and the words were stuck halfway, and when this breath went down, Xiao Zhu seemed to be much more sober, and immediately changed the topic, pointing to a flat-roofed red brick house in front of him and said: "This is our big canteen!" Song Jiu was annoyed for a while, so he had to comfort himself not to be anxious, and instead turned his attention to this coffin-like canteen.

This canteen is probably the only building of a very different style that I have seen so far, the exterior wall is not tiled, only the polished cement wall, ten meters wide horizontally, two double doors are separated from the left and right, and the square ventilation window is closed, and there is a faint flickering candle inside.

"Dude, I'll teach you the first lesson first." Xiao Zhu stopped in front of the big cafeteria, pointed to the inside quite mysteriously, and whispered: "In our camp, you can not take the boss seriously, but remember, you must not offend our chef!" ”

"What? The chef is your boss's concubine? Jiao Ziqian's big mouth couldn't stop the door when he was full, and his face was not angry: "So awesome? "'Squeak~' The door of the cafeteria slammed softly, and a crack was slowly pushed open from the inside, and a white chef's hat poked out of the gap.

"Sister Jia......" Xiao Zhu whispered softly, took two steps back, and said, "Uh... I'll bring them to dinner......"

"Oh, come in." The chef hat raised his eyes and swept around a few times, showed a gentle smile, opened the wooden door and retreated to the side, and then pointed to Jiao Ziqian, who was about to lift his feet to enter: "You, go out." ”...