acT189: The sun and the moon are like a stream, the white horse passes through the gap, and the end of the long road is far away, which is always farther than imagined.

On the day the team arrived at the coastal city, the sky was suddenly cloudy, thunder was vertical and horizontal, lightning and thunder, and before everyone could find a place to rest, the torrential rain came unexpectedly and fell.

Fortunately, the showers came and went quickly, and the dusty convoy encountered heavy rain when entering the city, and before it reached the center of the city, the heavy clouds cut through the gaps and leaked the golden light.

"Damn, the welcome ceremony is quite grand!" Jiao Ziqian leaned out of the panoramic sunroof halfway out, the roof of the car was flooded, his upper body was poured thoroughly, and his crazy long hair was wet and sticking to his face, but he couldn't hide his stunned joy.

The few people who were riding with him were all terrible, the downpour rain was surging down the skylight, and the good car was in a mess, and Ying Doudou and the others could only curl up on their seats, and the rain mixed with dust under their feet flowed in the carriage.

Lu Qian, who was driving, rolled her eyes and glanced at the mud spots on her snow-white clothes, and her heart ached. A few days ago, passing through the foreign trade mall, a group of people went into the city to loot, throwing away many rags and clothes, and replacing themselves with new ones.

Everyone has a love for beauty, the end of the world is depressed, full of devastation, it is also a beautiful thing to be able to dress up in your spare time, the team simply suspended for a long time, and all the staff entered the mall to rest, and once again experienced the pleasure of shopping for a long time.

The tourism industry in the coastal city is developed, driving the chickens and dogs from all walks of life in the city to ascend to heaven, and it is thriving, like a trendy city, and people and cars are full of fresh clothes and angry horses.

It's a pity that once it overturned, the rivers flowed backwards, and the bustling city finally became a passing cloud, leaving the ownerless city in vain, telling the past with ruins and broken walls, and the desolation and gloom overflowed with words.

The greater the flow of people in the city, the less adequate the control of the situation, and although the coastal city is far away from pathogens, it does not allow the residents and tourists to be spared.

The virus is spreading faster than you can imagine, and last night you were sitting on the beach basking in the sun with a draft beer, and the next day you may have been reduced to a pale walking corpse, pounced on your friends and companions who drank and talked with you yesterday.

The virus will spread with panic, people will despair, panic, and survival will be in an instant, and the lucky ones will climb the cruise ship away from the land before the dock falls, and the unlucky can only wander the city streets full of wild monsters, waiting in vain for rescue, or being intercepted by the walking corpses, and finally turning into a piece of flesh and stump.

In any case, everything has happened, and three years have passed, and the blood and tears at the time of the incident have long been covered by dust, leaving only a messy empty city, the walking corpses wandering in the city cannot speak, the ghosts shuttling through the buildings cannot express, the dead scattered into mud, the living continue to move forward, separated from each other by yin and yang, and there is no possibility of intersection.

Thirteen days, nearly half as long as expected. Song Jiu woke up from his sleep, rubbed his sleepy eyes, took off the lace bra buttoned on his head, and got up helplessly.

Luo Yu was driving, Yang Xiaomeng sat in the co-pilot, holding a stack of underwear and coats looted in the shopping mall, trying to twist his body in the narrow car, trying various styles of dress, and asking Luo Yu to give some opinions from time to time, and all the bad reviews were thrown to the back row, almost burying Song wine.

"You don't have breasts, don't hold your breath!" Song Jiu glanced at the thick layer covering his body, and said helplessly: "Leave these to those in need, and I'll find you a roll of footwraps tomorrow, and you wrap them slowly." ”

"Phew, thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, and there will be a counterattack day with a flat chest, can't the old lady get used to it first?" Yang Xiaomeng sneered at each other, put on a pair of tassel earrings in front of the mirror, and matched the smoky heavy makeup, no person, no ghost, no kind.

"......" Song Jiu was speechless, picked up a coat and threw it over, looking at Luo Yu, who was chuckling on his face, peeking at Song Jiu's expression from the rearview mirror from time to time.

"Where?" Song Jiu stretched his waist and looked at the street scene through the car window, the surroundings were wet, and it had just rained.

The rain washed away the thick dust on the floor, revealing a bright building, the sun was shining, the doors and windows reflected the light, except for the lack of people, everywhere was full of life.

"It's almost time to get to the center of the city, Cao Zheng and Dai Wei took the first step, saying that they knew about a yacht rental warehouse." Luo Yu responded lightly, took out a well-sealed cigar from his hand and threw it to him, this is all the harvest of the past few days, I didn't find much food in Qingshui, and there are a lot of useless consumables.

Song Jiu nodded, opened the window to let in the air, the speed was not fast, slowly swept through the street, and several cars behind followed at a constant speed, and the roof of the car revealed half of Jiao Ziqian, who was saying something with a happy face.

Song Jiu was in a relaxed mood, cut open the seal, put on a wooden cigar, took two sips on the fire, inhaled nicotine and nicotine into his lungs and turned around, and slowly exhaled a green smoke.

A skyscraper in the northwest stands proudly, the big characters on the top of the high-rise building shine with dazzling golden light, and the clouds fly across the sky, and the sky is clear and boundless.

From last night to now, the convoy has not encountered a large group of corpses, and the street congestion is not as serious as imagined, which makes everyone happy for a long time.

Crossing the Central Plains, the hardships of those days are insignificant, and the plains have simply become the base camp of the walking corpses, from the big cities to the villages and villages, where the footsteps pass, the walking corpses are raging, and the dense human heads are terrifying, and there will be goosebumps when you see it from afar.

During this period, it was inevitable to experience several fierce battles, but fortunately there were no casualties, and the main reason was that Wu Wentao was willing to break the bank, and the gasoline consumed by setting fires along the way was almost more than that used for driving.

Far away from the ancient city, Wu Wentao's heavy mood is also much lighter, maybe he has been with their gang for a long time, this tough guy who only stared out of the window in a daze when he first saw him also learned to gag and joke, driving a dusty tanker truck, completing the transformation from a fierce field service to a big man with his feet, big vest, big pants, unkempt hair, stubble, open his mouth to strangle his mother, shut up and fuck your mother, the change is staggering.

However, this kind of Wu Wentao is obviously more popular, at first, except for Song Jiu and them, the rest of the people were reluctant to share the car with Wu Wentao, because he was too stuffy, and he could only be in a daze or sleep in the same car.

However, the image of Wu Wentao did not last long, near the end, the cold field Wu Wentao returned, changed into a military uniform, swords and guns were close-fitting, meticulously cut his hair, shaved off his beard, and turned into an iron-blooded tough guy.

Song Jiu knew his thoughts, the journey along the way should be one of the few easy moments for the team, he was a living person after all, his spirit had been tense, and no one could stand it, so he gave himself a vacation.

Now, the holiday is over, and the vigilance and caution that should be returned to the post without the slightest slack. As for the others, they are basically the same, nothing more than the strangeness has faded and they have become more familiar with each other.

In order to protect themselves and not to lag behind, men and women all cheered up, and seriously followed Wu Wentao and Jin Bo to learn to shoot and learn to wield knives.

Song Jiu is also conscientiously performing the duties of one of the team leaders, it turned out that he only remembered the names of the core team members, and now the situation of the other team members is also well understood, more than 20 people have gradually transformed from the mixed team when they left the ancient city into a cohesive new team, full of spirit, uniform pace, full of new demeanor.

In his spare time, Song Jiu chatted with those team members, watching the changes of men and women, and he was also honored to be the shopkeeper.

What is especially amazing is that among these eight people, there are people from various camps.

There are female dependents who came out of the camp on the riverbank, natives around the island, logistics on Wu Wentao's train, heroines captured in caves, and young people under Jin Bo...... Tsk, it seems that they are the top people in each team, and their luck is good.

While feeling that life is wonderful, Song Jiu is also a little lost in his heart, except for Luo Yu and Jiao Ziqian, there is no one left in the lineage he brought out of the camp.

One night, Song Jiu couldn't sleep, so he got up and changed guards with Fang Fei, sat by the bonfire and chatted with his right-hand man for a night, without too much bitterness and entanglement, just chatting at night.

Like Song Jiu, Ziqian and Luo Yu also have a strange feeling as if they were in another world, remembering that when they left the camp to look for the little girl, everything seemed to happen yesterday, counting the time, in fact, it was not long, no more, no less, two months.

There are feelings, laughter, and bitterness, these two people are not good at expressing themselves, and they are actually in a daze after a long night, according to Jiao Ziqian, they are communicating with their hearts.

Regardless of the many words and few words, after this night, the mood of the three people has changed, very subtle, difficult to express, as if the knot in the heart has been untied, and it seems to have unloaded the burden, in short, there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

…… Song Jiu came back to his senses, his mind withdrew from his memories, and he took out the map from Yang Xiaomeng's 'fitting room', and compared it to the street markings, feeling a little calm in his heart.

I have to say that Cao Zheng and Dai Wei contributed a lot to this trip. Song Jiu's earliest plan was to go straight to Zhoushan, turn back from the place where Jin Bo landed and they landed, and after leaving the camp, Song Jiu did not hide it, and informed Cao Zheng of their thoughts, after all, they had run all over the country in the poor countryside, and they should know more about the road.

It turned out that Song Jiu was right, Cao Zheng listened to their plan, studied the map for a while, and the first sentence when he looked up directly vetoed the route they formulated.

"The purpose is to go to sea, right?" Cao Zheng said. Song Jiu and Wu Wentao glanced at each other and nodded, Song Jiu has always had a limited range of activities and has no right to speak, although Wu Wentao also runs all over the world, but the itinerary is set by Rca, he only cares about the end point and never pays attention to the route, so there is not much valuable reference, mainly relying on experience.

"Do you have to go to Zhoushan?" Cao Zheng flipped the map over, compared the route with the two of them for two days, and said: "If it is not necessary, then it is not necessary, it is too far to go to Zhoushan." We can go directly to Shandong and go to sea from Rizhao Port, where I am very familiar with the old generation, and it is convenient to get a boat. Song Jiu didn't speak, Wu Wentao only asked

"Are you sure?" Cao Zheng didn't ask for it, and went to negotiate with Dai Wei seriously, and the next day, the two appeared at the same time and gave a positive answer.

So, the route changed. Later, the first car became Cao Zheng and Dai Wei, the two of them made a car, acting as a pioneer, in the case of a leading party, the rear car only needs to follow, and before you had to stop and go to plan the route, and then the whole province, the two live point maps are comparable to gPs, easy to use and convenient, or artificial intelligence.

"They're back." Luo Yu slowed down the car, turned around and knocked on Song wine, and said with a smile: "It seems that there is good news." Song Jiu looked out the window when he heard this, and the two people who drove the raptor all the way straight to his side, the two cars met, and they stepped on the brakes together, and they could see the joy on Cao Zheng's face through the window.

Song Jiu peeled off the pile of clothes pressed on his body, opened the car door and jumped down, took a hard breath to fresh the air, and touched his fist with Cao Zheng, who got out of the car.

"It's rare to see you like this, hurry up, what's the good news?" Song Jiu snuffed out the cigar and stuffed it into the box, raised his hand to say hello, and Dai Wei in the car turned the head of the car and slowly stopped over.

Cao Zheng grinned, his ecstasy was irrepressible, and he ran to the window of the car to probe his hand, and Dai Wei inside picked up a hinge from front of him and handed it out.

Everyone in the back car also came down to rest, and saw that the three of Song Jiu were mysteriously together, and they all gathered around to join in the fun.

Cao Zheng saw that everyone was together, he opened the hinge with joy, held it up in front of everyone like a treasure, and said happily: "Eighty percent of the new catamaran yacht!" All in one boat! The onlookers looked at each other, impotent in their ecstasy for him.

Cao Zheng was very dissatisfied with this reaction, and pouted: "What about applause? ”

"What do you mean?" Song Jiu scratched his head, he hadn't sat on the yacht yet, and the yacht photos in the hinge ...... I have the impression that they are all good places to have a **party.

"......" Cao Zheng looked frustrated, sighed resentfully, and had to say simply: "The boat has been found." ”...