ACT66: Chang'an Rebellion (The Final Chapter)

"Let me tell you, there are a lot of walking corpses near the city wall, it's not like the city center, I can still escape with you, in case the corpses are found, it will be bad!" The fake Taoist priest's anxious beard was about to curle, and he was persuaded and warned, hoping that Song Jiu could dispel the idea of going to the city wall to find Luo Yu.

However, he didn't say that it was okay, and when he said Song Jiu, he was even more anxious, and said, "That's even more important." ”

"Then, go yourself! I'll wait in the temple, or she'll come back and see that there's no one, and it's time to go wrong again! Boss Lin was stunned by his wit, and hurriedly hit the railway while it was hot: "Yes, yes, let's divide the two soldiers, you go to the city wall, I'll wait here!" ”

"No need, I left a note for Luo Yu, she can see it when she goes back." Song Jiu said lightly to extinguish the excited Lin Daochang, who was really annoyed enough by him, and said helplessly: "I just asked you to take me to see, not to fight with the walking corpse, what are you coercing." ”

"To see it is to die." Lin Daochang's face was sad, he was half-pulled and half-dragged out of the temple gate, and sighed: "You can fight and kill, but I can't." ”

"I don't believe it, don't pretend to be bad with me, the tendon meat under your robe can't be practiced just by push-ups." Song Jiu smiled, pulled out the hacksaw blade on the side of his leg and handed it to him, and said, "You have to find a way to overcome the sickness yourself, if there are really so many walking corpses, I may not be able to take care of you." ”

"Alas..."Lin Daochang's face fell, so he had to silently take the saw blade that was not light, and followed step by step.

Because the people in the temple had to go around the island, they couldn't fit it in Lu Qian's car alone, so Liu Yan and the others drove away the remaining two cars. In this way, Song Jiu and Lin Daochang had no means of transportation, and could only rely on two legs, which is why the fake Taoist priests who were chattering with gods were unwilling. After all, the escape rate of driving can be higher, and it will be hanging if it all depends on the legs, although the walking corpse is slow, but if it is blocked, it will be completely stopped.

The fake Taoist priest was worried, but Song Jiu didn't have much concern, he didn't fool the fake Taoist priest, although he was anxious about Luo Yu and Mengfan, but he also knew that the two of them were weak, and if they encountered a large-scale walking corpse, they would definitely not be able to get sweet. The reason why I insisted on going was mainly because I heard the words of the one-eyed dragon around the island: city walls, fresh faces.

It's hard to say whether Luo Yu went to the city wall or not, but those strangers who appeared on the city wall were most likely indifferent men.

Song Jiu counted the number of people and found that there were not many people who followed the indifferent man against the water, and with three girls and supplies, it should not be too convenient to move.

"That guy stole the materials you worked so hard to accumulate..."Song Jiu looked back at the dejected fake Taoist priest and asked with a smile, "You're not angry?" ”

"I'm angry." Lin Daochang raised his eyelids and sighed: "But it's not the first time I've been stolen, I'm used to it." ”

“……”

Traveling can be extremely tedious, especially if you make two trips in a day. The surrounding environment is unchanged, and everywhere you look, there are ruins, overgrown with grass, smoky fire, depression and dead silence. Lin Daochang has been in the city for more than 20 years, whether it is prosperous or desolate, he doesn't want to look at it anymore, and Song Wine has been away from the city for a long time, and it has a bit of a sense of viewing when he walks around.

Song Jiu's mood is a little chaotic, my sister has lived in this city for a long time, has she ever been here? Have you ever been to that temple? Did you go to that bar for a few drinks? Will the path I am taking now also have the footprints of my sister? Pinching his fingers, the last time the sister and brother met should have been five years ago, his sister sent him to the train station, and said that she would go to see him when she was free, and she swore that she would come back on vacation.

However, they both broke their trust with each other, and it was difficult to see each other again.

In the past few years, Song Jiu thought that he had forgotten a lot, but he walked into that shop by chance, as if someone was guiding him.

Song Jiu suddenly laughed, and remembered that his sister called him on the day he opened the store, but he was so drunk that day that he didn't seem to say a word of congratulations on the opening.

Lin Daochang caught up with him in a few steps, sneakily looked at his side face, and said shyly: "Crying? ”

"Fuck off." Song Jiu scolded with a smile, wiped his reddened eye circles, touched his pocket, and was flustered.

"What's wrong?" Lin Daochang asked.

"It's okay, hurry up." Song Jiu glared at him angrily, remembering that he should have fallen when he stopped the girl from beating Lin Daochang in the bar.

After talking about it, the two people who rushed to the city wall put it down, and first went to see the group of people who were still on the city wall.

The corpses were restless, overflowing the arched bridge, filling the green grass at the foot of the city wall, and Da Chong, who was nailed to death by Luo Yu's flying knife, had already turned into a pool of skeletons hung with shredded flesh, and the walking corpses who had been hungry for a winter had the appetite to devour all living things. Because Luo Yu stirred the muddy water halfway, many walking corpses also followed down the slope, sprinkling into the already rancid river, and the entire Vermilion Bird Gate was completely reduced to a sea of corpses, and the wild grass was ruthlessly trampled and crushed, turning into spring mud but it was difficult to protect the flowers.

Although the indifferent man was a little scummy, his luck was not bad, he did not die, with his tenacious will to survive, he endured the hot pain in his crotch, and climbed back to the city wall. The onlookers above were also moved by his perseverance, and they didn't throw him down, but pulled him up.

From night to day, three people died in this team, and the three girls who were arrested to relieve their worries escaped completely, and the only consolation was the batch of materials brought from the supermarket.

"Wait... Brother Xiong, what should we do next? The militia armor's scalp was numb from the roar of the sea of corpses, and although he knew that the walking corpse could not climb up, he still couldn't help but tremble in his legs and stomach.

"Go back to the castle tower and keep the supplies." The indifferent man clutched his crotch, his face hideous and resentful, looking in the direction of the girls' flight, his eyes burning with rage.

"What about the walking corpse? Do you want to think of a way? Militia B asked.

The indifferent man shook his head, squinted at the city wall, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said, "Go down and see the city gate!" "A group of militiamen did not know where they were, and the corpses were in the city, and it was always good to have a backbone, so they all threw off their steps and followed.

There is a sightseeing iron ladder up the city wall in the city, and the iron ladder of twenty or thirty meters long turns and falls next to the ticket hall behind the city gate, and there is a fence around the outside. In the past, you had to pay for a ticket first, and then the staff inside opened the door for tourists to let them go. The fence is not very high, but fortunately there is a cement foundation stone underneath, and a small iron fence protects the only access to the high wall.

In the past, the city gates were rarely closed, and many citizens even thought that the city gates had been reduced to a set and could not be closed at all. In fact, this is not the case, the indifferent man still has the impression that in the past, every Christmas, the flow of people in the city center increased dramatically, and then the Sifang City Gate would be closed one by one to restrict the flow of people and vehicles and ensure the safety of citizens. Several city gates have been safe here since ancient times, blocking the iron hooves of too fast horses, blocking swords, guns and artillery, and now, the two red gates full of historical dust still uphold the mission, tightly closed together, not allowing the walking corpse to attack half a step.

The indifferent man didn't dare to be careless, whether the city gate could withstand the impact of the crazy corpse tide, he didn't know the bottom of his heart, especially when he suddenly thought of the ghostly flash of the fifth child in the morning, his heart was even more suspicious, and a little uneasy thoughts vaguely floated. The city tower is empty, obviously deserted for a long time, the fifth child will not appear for no reason, so what is he here for? With this question, the indifferent man rushed down the steps with an awe-inspiring face, and the moment he was about to pounce on the ticket hall, he stopped his steps.

The gate was still the same gate, and the heavy and massive latch was not where it should be.

Several horizontal wooden latches lay diagonally on the ground, between the two wooden doors...... It's been squeezed out of a narrow gap.

The militiamen ran down after him, following the gaze of the indifferent man, and a thick fear appeared on their faces that were flushed from the violent running, and they stopped one by one and involuntarily retreated.

"Male... Brother Xiong......" The militia called in a trembling voice.

"Go back." The indifferent man swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and suddenly turned around and ran: "Hurry up to the city wall!" ”

……

Inside the city walls, somewhere in the street.

In front of a dilapidated store, a woman in a small vest sits there, holding a cigarette between her slender fingers, and takes a faint puff and exhales a gray mist.

Luo Yu lifted the hem of the shirt that hung down to his thighs, turned it up a few times, tied a knot at the navel, and walked out with his long sticky hair.

The woman glanced back at her, pulled out her metal cigarette case, and handed it over.

Luo Yu wanted to refuse, but after smelling the still strong stench on his body, he still took it, picked up a point, and sat down side by side with the woman to swallow the clouds.

"Thank you." Luo Yu felt that he should say something, if it weren't for this strange woman who suddenly appeared, it was still unknown whether Mengfan and the three of them would be able to get out of danger safely.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, shook her head, and said softly: "Make do with it first, go back and wash, it's easy to catch a cold in wet clothes." ”

"Well, I'm sorry for you." Luo Yu took a puff of cigarette, turned his head to look inside, and frowned: "Mengfan? ”

"Wait a minute!"

There was a sound in the store, and after a while, Meng Fan ran out speechless.

Luo Yu was stunned when he looked at her dress, and laughed: "This dress suits you very well." ”

The woman looked back and smiled.

This is a children's clothing store, no one has cared about it for a long time, Luo Yu's fat shirt was ripped off from a corpse, and he wore a pair of bright yellow sweatpants underneath, and the trousers reached the calf, which was nondescript. Mengfan and the three of them couldn't accept the shroud, so they turned out some plus-size children's clothes, and the three girls were dressed in colorful children's clothes, which couldn't be covered on the top and couldn't be blocked tightly on the bottom, barefoot, embarrassed and funny.

"Rest for a while before leaving." The woman smiled lightly, took out half a bottle of water from the small bag on her waist, handed it to a few people, and asked, "Are you from outside the city?" ”

"Hmm." Luo Yu snatched the conversation, glanced at Meng Fan, who was about to talk, and stopped her with his eyes, this woman's rescue is true, but you must always be a little more careful.

However, the woman seemed to ask casually, and was not interested in their affairs, and unhurriedly finished her cigarette and sat down for a moment before patting the soil and standing up.

"What do you call it?" The woman asked, looking back.

"Luo Yu." Luo Yu responded and introduced in turn: "Mengfan, Effie, Guli." ”

"What about you? What do you call it? Meng Fan asked anxiously.

The woman smiled at her, and her pink lips opened lightly: "Song Yao." ”

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