ACT54: Temple of a Deserted City

The early morning encounter was not romantic at all, and these people were all thugs. However, Boss Lin still warmly entertained them, for no other reason, it was too lonely to be alone.

Boss Lin was full of curiosity about the sudden appearance of the crowd, and Song Jiu and the others were also full of doubts about this strange person who had lived alone for three years.

As far as we can see, this man should be no threat to the fleeing team, and the city is safer than expected. The once bustling hustle and bustle has been obscured by the grass, and the concrete-reinforced buildings are filled with desolation, compared to the riverbank camp, heaven and earth, but barely enough to rest for the exhausted team.

They drove all the way here, and they didn't plan to stop, but Mengfan's eyes were sharp, and he saw a huge red cross in the night. There were too many wounds in the team to travel long distances, and they fled in a hurry, without any supplies to use continuously, and the gas was almost out of gas.

Originally, with the purpose of looking for a clinic, I didn't think about it, but I pushed open the door of a small supply warehouse. It's unrealistic that the store is clean and tidy, and all kinds of useful materials are stacked neatly, like a small store waiting to open. Song Jiu arranged for someone to conduct a small search, but he did not enter the temple across the street, I can't say why, and now I feel inexplicable when I think about it. Fortunately, there is only one fake Taoist priest in the temple, otherwise the consequences can be really big or small.

Song Jiu and Boss Lin chatted a few words in the store, and learned a little about this person and the city, with both disappointment and comfort.

"We'll rest for two days and leave." Chef Niangjia said to Song Jiu very seriously: "This place is not far from the riverbank, Caroline has suffered a big loss, and she will not let you go." ”

"You can stay for a long time, there are many meditation rooms in the monastery." Boss Lin was also very hospitable, and made sure that Song Jiu and the others had no intention of killing people, and said happily: "This is the outskirts of the city, there are really not many walking corpses, there is a well in the temple, and there is no need to worry about drafting." ”

Song Jiu was a little embarrassed, especially after entering the temple to check, it was even more difficult to make the decision to leave. This place is not bad, there is a small vegetable field in the backyard, there are two wells, the meditation room is enough to live in, the high-walled compound, and there is a fence built during the tourist area of the scenic spot on the periphery. The militia sent out to search also brought back good news, within three or five miles of the vicinity, in addition to the dilapidated buildings are clumps of wild grass, there are also walking corpses, but the scale is not large, I don't know what the city center is like, I don't dare to go too deep.

There were about 40 men and women in the whole group, some of whom fled without even a pair of shoes, and there were also wounded. If you continue to advance in this situation, it is likely that there will be non-combat attrition, which is not wise.

What Chef Niangjia means is to "borrow" a batch of materials with this fake Taoist priest on the road first, go as far as possible, preferably deep in the mountains and old forests, and then consider setting up camp. Chef Niangjia's fear of living corpses is far higher than the difficulty of survival, and she doesn't need to bother to say more, the riverbank camp is a lesson from the past, and no one will deny the destructive power of living corpses now.

Song Jiu was very hesitant, this time he confronted the living corpse head-on, and he was completely defeated. If it weren't for Jiao Ziqian and Liu Yan, it is very likely that he would have hated Jiuquan, and as the leader of the team, Song Jiu had to admit that he was very incompetent. Although these people who survived did not blame them with indignation, Song Jiu could feel many distrustful eyes, and it was no wonder that they had not had time to establish trust, and they only wanted to convince the public by killing people? Joke. Luo Yu, these own people, can say that they have been in the wind and rain for so long, and they will not lose confidence in him because of a loss, but now half of the people are the camp militia natives, and in this difficult moment, they can't be abandoned for the time being.

On the issue of going and staying, Liu Yan and Chef Niangjia maintained a high degree of consistency, although they also wanted to settle in the temple, but the reality did not allow it, they firmly believed that Caroline would come to retaliate, and staying for a long time could only give the other party full preparation for killing; Mengfan and Ziqian suggested staying, even if it was a little shorter, at least let everyone take a breath, the camp was kicked out in a few days, and it was really not suitable for the starry night escape.

Luo Yu didn't say anything at first, and after the meal, she went to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to find Song Jiu, who was chatting with Boss Lin, and expressed her thoughts.

"Let everyone decide for themselves, those who are willing to stay stay, those who are willing to go, our losses cannot be made up by the number of people alone, it is better to travel lightly than so cumbersome."

"If that foreign girl really doesn't hesitate to seek revenge, then her target is also you and Sister Jia, and she won't embarrass those irrelevant people."

"And those people may miss the days of big fish and big meat at the camp even more."

Boss Lin listened in a fog on the side, and wanted to avoid it, but when he heard that it seemed to have his own business, he sat in place with a cheeky face and did not move.

Song Jiu frowned, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while, if he did what Luo Yu said, it was estimated that only the original family members would set off together, and the people brought out of the camp had no reason to follow him on a long journey. What's more, the injury has just been treated, Ziqian still has a warhead in his butt that has not been taken out, and his hand also needs better medical conditions.

"Brother Xiao Song, take the liberty of asking......" Seeing that the two of them were no longer talking, Lin Daochang interjected in a low voice: "Someone is chasing you?" ”

Song Jiu and Luo Yu glanced at each other and replied, "Yes." ”

"Enemies?"

"Sort of."

"Then you better hurry up, in case the enemies meet and fight, there are a lot of walking corpses in this city."

Lin Daochang immediately issued an eviction order, and the speed of turning his face was staggering.

Perhaps because he felt that what he said was too straightforward, Lin Daochang added: "I am willing to fund you to eat and drink, and the wounded can also stay and recuperate...... Anyway, you can't fight here, Buddhism."

Luo Yu rolled his eyes angrily, patted Song Jiu on the shoulder, threw the decision-making power to him, and turned around and left the main hall.

The scale of the temple is quite large, the name is called "Jinghui", the mountain gate is two corridors leading to the east and west side of the pavilion, antique, the long corridor goes straight forward and there are four pieces of separating lotus ponds, the front is a Tianwang Palace, and then after is the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there is the Jialan Hall of the Patriarch Hall on the left and right, the living area is mainly concentrated in the east side, there are monks' rooms, incense soup kitchens, the Zhai Hall, the Ministry Hall, the Rong Hall and the guest hall, the backmost is the Tibetan scripture building, the abbot's room, there is a small piece of Tallinn in the southwest corner direction.

Boss Lin regarded himself as the owner of this temple, and brought a group of remnants of the defeated soldiers to the guest hall, which is a living area similar to a courtyard, and the guest room is very clean, but few people live in it, and a lot of dust has fallen. There is a small lotus pond in the courtyard, there are no lotus flowers, only moss, there are traces of cleaning on the stone steps, and the green bushes are properly trimmed, which contrasts sharply with the half-human-high weeds everywhere outside the temple.

The medicines that can be used in the supermarket have been moved in, and Boss Lin has also provided a lot of boiling water in a friendly manner, and the fragrant soup kitchen is relatively large, it is estimated that he can't play alone, and he usually eats and drinks by relying on a small red clay stove to deal with. A large number of people came to Leng Buding, and Boss Lin was also very happy, taking a group of men and women to open the fragrant soup kitchen and go to the firewood room to bring charcoal firewood; The militia boys did not have full-time medical personnel, so they also gathered in the kitchen, some to carry water, some to help clean the stoves, and they were very busy.

At noon, Song Jiu and Boss Lin returned to the living area one after another, the dining hall had already opened, the firewood, rice, oil and salt accumulated by Boss Lin were not wasted, the small vegetable patch in the back garden was also picked clean, and some fruits and vegetables that had not been seen for a long time were re-served on the table, waiting to enter the new Five Organs Temple.

Ziqian and the other wounded were lying in the guest room, Gu Li served food and sent it to them, and when she saw Song Wine entering the door, Xu Aifei also hurriedly got up and followed out. Somehow, since the dungeon escaped, Xu Aifei and Song Jiu have spoken less and less. Song Jiu could feel Xu Aifei's deliberate estrangement, but he couldn't figure out why, the girl walked away with the fragrant breeze, Song Jiu shook his head with interest, strode in, and saw the two tables of people with clear boundaries.

The descendants led by Luo Yu and Liu Yan sat at the same table with a small number of militiamen, and the women of the camp and some militiamen sat at the other table, and the indifferent men were among them. Cook Niangjia and a few women were busy in the kitchen, and the two tables chatted with each other, as if they were two tour groups, as embarrassed, but no one was bird.

Song Jiu sighed, sat down in the place that Meng Fan had left for him, and glanced at the other table, the voice over there instantly lowered by a few decibels, and some people peeked with their afterglow from time to time, all of them looked dodgy.

"When I ran for my life and got into the car, I was all nine brothers, and nine brothers shouted affectionately." Meng Fan glared at the table next to him, and deliberately stabbed in a weird way, his voice was still so delicate, but it was not very beautiful in his ears.

"Mengfan." Luo Yu touched her, and signaled her with his eyes not to add to the trouble, she was not a person all the way, it was not easy to have a few militiamen who were willing to continue to follow, there was no need to force people.

"Ninth brother..."Liu Yan shouted in a low voice, his eyes glanced at the indifferent man at the other table, he remembered that Song Jiu had said that "the new place to settle down is all up to him" when he retreated, but now that the barriers are clear, he must be unreliable.

Song Jiu knew what Liu Yan was referring to, sighed and only smiled bitterly, and when he saw the indifferent man, he thought of Pan Sheng'an again, but it's a pity, it's really a good person who doesn't live long, and the scourge will last for thousands of years.

Chef Niangjia was done, two pots of steaming white rice were served on the table, and one person drank a bowl of sweet rice soup first, looking at the brightly colored dishes on the table, saliva flowed out of three miles.

"I owe this meal to Chief Lin Dao." Chef Niangjia served the first bowl to Boss Lin, and said with a smile: "Lin Dao is always kind and charitable, and he will be able to make good connections." ”

"Amitabha..."Boss Lin's head was full of black lines, he was not stupid, and he also saw the appearance of these people at the moment he entered the door, coupled with the previous conversation between Song Jiu and Luo Yu, which made him feel even more worried, and at this moment he was sitting on pins and needles, and he was indescribably awkward. Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, the glamorous young woman gave face like this, and Boss Lin was not easy to shake his face, so he squeezed out an ugly smile and took the meal, and said a nondescript Buddha name, secretly thinking that he was still at ease alone.

Chef Niangjia sat at the table of the indifferent man, Song Jiu knew that she probably wanted to help repair the relationship, and her heart was kind, but unfortunately, she was afraid that she would also have a hot face and a cold ass.

"Master Lin, have you lived alone in this temple for so long and have never been attacked by walking corpses?" Luo Yu opened his mouth to break the silence and asked casually.

"Not much, the first two years were more serious, and I couldn't go out when there were many walking corpses." Boss Lin decided not to worry about the that these people were secretly doing, and it was better to be a quiet fake Taoist priest, so he followed Luo Yu's question, and said: "There used to be a few places of refuge in the city center where the survivors were concentrated, but later because of the large number of people, they were all gone. I'm a little off here, but I'm also safe. On weekdays, the mountain gate is closed, and the walking corpse only scratches the wall. ”

Luo Yu directly blocked his voiceover and said, "That big temple, there should be a lot of walking corpses in the early days of the accident, right?" How did you clean it up? ”

"What I have is time." Boss Lin stroked his long beard, time is his best friend, he used to be busy chasing the stars and the moon, and now he can do whatever he wants.

"Didn't think about it... Receiving more survivors? Mengfan blinked his eyes wide, and made a few autumn waves without showing a trace: "How lonely a person is." ”

"Ahem, yes, it was stuffy at first." Boss Lin avoided Meng Fan's hot gaze, his side face was a little red, and said: "Later, what did I do to find something for myself, go to the Tibetan scripture building to read scriptures, meditate and read in the meditation room, carry water and clean, and occasionally go to Tallinn to box...... It's not bad, it's good to get used to it. ”

"Oh, it's good to be self-sufficient in food and clothing." Meng Fan nodded as if he didn't understand, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he asked, "Then you don't want women?" ”

"Poof......" The fake Taoist priest sprayed a mouthful of white rice all over the table, choking on a violent cough.

A table of militia boys snickered, all looking like cormorants, and their shoulders twitched.

Song Jiu couldn't help laughing, patted Boss Lin's back, and chuckled: "This girl is not used to blocking her, don't pay attention to her, eat and eat." ”

"Why don't you ignore me?" Meng Fan was not happy, so he simply picked up the dishes and chopsticks and squeezed away the militia sitting next to Boss Lin, leaned over and asked, "I don't think Lin Dao is too old, and it must be quite suffocating if there are no double cultivators, right?" ”

The fake Taoist priest's face was flushed, he used to think that the sexy female assistant was the best in the world, where did he think that there was a mountain and a mountain high, wiped his mouth in embarrassment, and begged for mercy: "I am poor...... That, Buddhism is pure, don't tease me, little beauty. ”

"I didn't tease you" Meng Fan still didn't give up, and looked serious: "I heard that the Taoist priest originally had a double cultivation method, is it true?" Do you need to rip turtles every day? Isn't there a famous prostitute in your Daomen? ”

"......" Boss Lin was completely defeated, he was a fake Taoist, how could he know so much, hurriedly picked up two mouthfuls of food and got up to say goodbye: "Poor Dao will go back to the room first, everyone eat slowly, and if you need to go to the meditation room to find me." With that, he fled and left the hall, leaving the hall full of laughter.

A group of militia boys were so happy that tears came out, and it was common for Mengfan to tease others in the past, but how could there be such innocence, in the past, those who either wanted to take advantage or thought they could take advantage, and they didn't need Mengfan to tease more, and they couldn't wait to strip her naked on the spot. On the other hand, this fake Taoist priest is really pure and outrageous, and that fairly handsome face is estimated to be able to spread eggs.

"You're fooling around again." Luo Yu also chuckled, poked Mengfan's brain, and said angrily: "Why are you bullying people." ”

"Are you distressed?" Meng Fan laughed and avoided the chase, cut his hair, threw a flattering look at everyone, and said with a smile: "Brothers and sisters, use it slowly, I'll go and go back." ”

"Mengfan, don't make trouble." Song Jiu was helpless, and hurriedly grabbed the girl: "Hurry up and eat, I will ask him for help in a while, don't annoy people." ”

"Don't worry." Meng Fan smiled sweetly, and dropped a sentence before running out of the door: "Later, I will even take the temple with my surname Xin." ”

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