acT58: The moss moonlight is cold, and the deserted city is silent. In the darkness, there was a soft sound of a sharp weapon entering the flesh, and the heavy object fell to the ground, raising a puff of smoke and dust.

Song Jiu poked his head out from the corner of the street, waved the hacksaw blade, and the fake Taoist priest behind him sneaked out, carrying a coat and running into the path quickly, standing at the T-junction and looking for a while, then turning back and gesturing to Song Jiu.

"Looks like your old friends are still around." Song Jiu approached him, and the two of them hid behind the rusty mailbox, carefully observing the wandering walking corpses at the entrance of the street, and whispered: "If there is nothing in the city, the walking corpses will not wander for a long time." ”

"How do you know?" Lin Qiangu looked puzzled, and asked suspiciously: "The walking corpse still has ideas?" ”

"That's all that attracts the walking dead." Song Jiu raised his left hand and counted: "Smell, temperature, you see that you haven't encountered much along the way, right?" The deeper you go, the more walking corpses there are, indicating that there are living people in the center of the city. ”

"How do you know?" Lin Qiangu still looked confused.

"I'm talking nonsense." Song Jiu was speechless, said casually, and said, "Can you help?" Don't just look at it. ”

"No, I'm bleeding." Lin Daochang looked serious and said, "I have to close my eyes when you kill the walking corpse." ”

“……”

"Two more blocks over here." Boss Lin pointed to the road on the right and said in a low voice, "There is an overpass there." ”

"Right there?" Song Jiu cheered up, grabbed the saw blade and took the lead in touching it.

"No, you can rest for a while at the overpass, the stairs are blown up, people can climb up, but the walking dead can't go up."

“……”

"Let me tell you, there is a military garrison command in the city, I have always wanted to go over and have a look, do you say there are guns in it?"

“……”

"By the way, what are you talking about in the hospital, why can't I understand?"

“……”

"I'm telling you, it's not right for you to transfuse blood like that."

"Oh."

"Huh? So what is a living corpse? Who is chasing you? ”

"Shut up!" Song Jiu's brain was dizzy for a while, and with a shake of his shoulder, he pushed the chattering fake Taoist priest next to him, and the saw blade in his hand picked up a full moon and slashed down, cutting the head of the walking corpse in two like a watermelon with a sharp blade, and the brain was mixed with blood and splashed all over the ground.

"Gross." Lin Daochang was about to vomit.

"Bear with it!" Song Jiu forcibly suppressed his sullen breath, dragged up the fake Taoist priest who was squatting on the side and ran wildly, the walking corpse at the intersection had already noticed something strange, and the wandering figures turned around one by one, and roared towards the backs of the two who had escaped.

"You're too fierce to kill without blinking!" Lin Dao's long beard was stained with some vomited acid water, tangled into a lock, and he didn't stop running, and gave Song Jiu a thumbs up.

Song Jiu had the intention to cut him, but because he didn't know the way, he had to continue to endure it, gritting his teeth and throwing out a sentence: "I really can't figure out how you have lived alone for so long." ”

"There's everything in the temple!"

"What the are you going to do when you encounter a walking corpse?"

"Run!"

"What if you can't run?"

"No!"

“……”

"That's right, you see we're not running now, the walking corpse can't catch up!"

“……”

"But we guess it's going to be a hassle on the way back."

“……”

"You're going to protect me, aren't you?"

"I'm going to stab you right now."

"No conscience!?"

"Shut up!!" Song Jiu was extremely annoyed, the temple clearly saw that he looked innocent and had few desires, even if he pretended to be good, why did he become a Tang monk as soon as he left everyone's sight?

？ Lin Daochang was still a little displeased, pursed his lips and stopped talking, and ran out of a few streets behind Song Jiu, slamming on the brakes.

"How?" Song Jiu was sweating profusely, and he was counting the streets, but he hadn't arrived at the place he had just mentioned.

"If you go down this street and turn a corner, you will be the garrison headquarters, will you go?" Lin Daochang took a breath, and when he saw that Song Jiu seemed to be about to beat him, he hurriedly said: "I don't want to help you, I can't use a knife, I can't use a gun!" I used to go to shooting clubs a lot! ”

"Gun fart! What the is this? Where the are there guns waiting for you??? Song Jiu scolded a few words, seeing that there were more and more walking corpses on the street behind him, obviously coming at them, and he didn't care about talking nonsense with the fake Taoist priest, and asked for the direction and ran again.

I have to say that although this fake Taoist priest is unreliable, there is really no mistake in pointing out the road, saying that there is an overpass in front of him, saying that there is a conservatory around the corner, and sure enough, there is a conservatory around the corner.

The two of them gasped and hid in a KFc with a broken door and window across the street from the conservatory, hid themselves with the help of the counter, and waited for a few walking corpses to walk past the store before they breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground.

"Let me tell you, I have two big supermarkets and a new store, not far from here." Lin Daochang basically did not be disturbed by the walking corpse from beginning to end, and he was always chatting with Song Jiu with great interest, and he didn't care whether Song Jiu liked to listen to it or not, and his eyebrows danced.

"Dao Chief, you've said it three times, shall we get down to business first?" Song Jiu really didn't have the strength to scold again, and said weakly: "I know that you have been alone for three years and lonely, don't worry, as long as you can find a doctor, I will accompany you for the rest of your life, okay?" ”

"I'm not lonely." The look of the interested fake Taoist priest instantly fell a lot lonely, and he could see that the joy in his eyes suddenly dimmed.

Song Jiu was a little surprised, staring at his face that was not old for a while, estimating that he should have accidentally stabbed the sore spot in his heart.

In fact, this kind of person Song Jiu has not never seen it, and he has lived alone for a long time after encountering changes, and his mental state will change a little, and he will not look unusual, but in fact, his heart will be much more fragile.

Some people have become violent, while others have perverse personalities and chatter, and Lin Daochang obviously belongs to the latter.

Somehow, seeing him look like an injured child, Song Jiu softened his heart a little, and comforted: "Not lonely, not lonely, I'm very happy to hear you say this, but now is not a good time for us to chat, go back and let's have a drink and chat, I call everyone together, let's open up, what's up?" ”

"I've got a lot of wine hidden!" The look in Lin Daochang's eyes rejuvenated, and he said happily: "Words count." ”

"A must."

"No..."The excited fake Taoist priest suddenly felt lost, and muttered, "Someone is chasing you, and you are still in a hurry to leave." ”

"Who told you you were leaving?" Song Jiu smiled dumbly, and for a while he actually liked this crazy guy, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "If you don't bomb us, we won't leave, okay?" ”

"What if your enemy comes after you?"

"Then if you go with us, where is the world so big? Staying in one city for the rest of your life, don't you hurt? ”

"Huh? Can I join you? ”

"W- I'm fucking flashing!" Song Jiu's eyes widened angrily, and his afterglow caught the reflection of the mirror behind the counter, and he turned over the moment he pushed away the fake Taoist priest, and turned over the counter with his injured hand, and slammed into the eye hole of the walking corpse that came in silently, and with a twist of his wrist, he pried open the head of the walking corpse, and kicked it out of the glass door with a flying kick.

"Day, I'm patronizing and messing with you, hurry up, change the way, the walking corpse is coming!" Song Jiu was angry and funny, and he couldn't shout when he was scolded by a fake Taoist priest, so he was very happy and said with emotion: "It's not unreasonable that you can live for so long,, lead the way!" Lin Daochang grinned, rolled his eyes, picked up an overturned seat and smashed the window on the other side, and beckoned, "This way!" Get around! Song Jiu did not doubt that he had him, and when he saw the corpses of Wuyang Wuyang rushing over, he grabbed the fake Taoist priest and jumped out of the broken window, and ran wildly along the dark street, but after two streets, he was blocked by the walking corpses wandering at the corner of the street.

"Hide, hide!" The fake Taoist priest seemed to have suddenly opened his mind, and he didn't talk nonsense, and dragged Song Jiu, who was about to go desperately, into a dilapidated convenience store, where the store was in a mess, the shelves were overturned everywhere, and there was a layer of blackened and dried blood on the cash register.

"It's a dead end, get out of here!"

"There's a road ahead!" The fake Taoist priest hurriedly moved the shelves to block the door, pointed behind the cash register and shouted, "Inside! Climb the window! Song Jiu hurriedly rushed in to take a look, and it was true, a small room with a bed and a windowsill window wide open.

"Let's go!" The two of them hurriedly blocked the doorway, climbed onto the windowsill one after another, flipped out, and fell heavily on a rusty protective net, almost breaking their tail bones.

Song Jiu's injured hand was numb, but this fall opened the wound again, kicked the guardrail angrily, and scolded.

"Run!" The fake Taoist priest was energetic at this time, helped tear off the trouser leg hanging on the guardrail, glanced left and right, and ran towards the left laneway.

Song Jiu was also tired, so he didn't care about investigating the situation, he just ran with his head bored, thinking that this guy could be in the city for three years, and it was estimated that it should not be so easy to lead.

Who knows that this run is another marathon, the fake Taoist priest has no intention of facing the walking corpse at all, even if there are only two or three walking corpses wandering at the intersection, he immediately turns the direction, regardless of the smooth road ahead or the vehicle blocking the road, if he can run, he will run, and if he can't run, he will climb, in short, he will not confront the walking corpse head-on, and he will be on standby for a long time.

The fake Taoist priest ran in a hurry, Song Jiu's intestines were about to come out in the back, how many years have not run like this, Rao is Song Jiu's physical strength is also a little unbearable, seeing that there was no walking corpse for a while and a half, he hurriedly shouted to stop: "Don't run!" Take a breath! ”

"You can't run?" Boss Lin turned back and hugged Song Jiu, and said, "You're not in good health?" ”

"How many hours have you been running away from the hospital? Are you all running to save your life? ”

"That's right."

“……”

"Come on, let's go over there and rest for a while, it's almost there after a few circles." The fake Taoist priest finally showed mercy and stopped the pace that he couldn't keep up with for years, crossed the green belt with Song wine and weeds, looked left and right, and walked into a store.

The store is not big, there are a few seats by the floor-to-ceiling windows, the long table of a fast food restaurant, a few one-legged seats poked on the side, two transparent cabinets in the center are obliquely placed, which are full of black and black things, like spoiled pastries, and the walls on both sides are painted warm pink.

There was a corpse on the counter, Song Jiu accidentally stepped on it, and the position of the broken chest cavity 'clicked', and a row of ribs broke in response.

"Rest for a while, it's almost dawn." The fake Taoist priest pushed the glass cabinet to the door to block it, and when he turned around, he saw Song Jiu standing behind the cashier counter in a daze, holding something in a daze.

"Don't worry, it's less than twenty minutes from here and it's those people's territory." The fake Taoist priest took off the mixed yuan scarf and shook the dust on his head, and said, "If those people are still there, maybe they will send a car to take us back-huh?" What happened to you? "Song Jiu didn't angrily denounce the fake Taoist priest as before

"Shut up", did not roll his eyes with him, as if deaf to his words, all attention was attracted by the thing in his hand.

Lin Daochang didn't know what to do, tilted his head and looked over, and saw that he was holding a dusty photo frame in his hand, and there were two young girls in the picture, and two bright smiles full of youthful flavor bloomed at the camera.

The girl on the left has short hair to her ears, and the girl on the right has long hair and a shawl, and the photographer captures the moving picture very well, with the flying hair brushing through the dazzling sunlight and casting overlapping shadows on the ground.

Song Jiu's nose was sour, his eyes turned red for a moment, and the intact hand wiped the dust off the photo frame, revealing a line of small characters engraved below.

"Xiangdu Yaoque, Shaohua is just right." A hot tear fell on the mirror, blurring the smile and blurring the eyes.

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