ACT53: The Taoist priest descends the mountain

Three years ago, Lin Qiangu completed the counterattack from a tally clerk to a supermarket owner, before the opening of the branch, he deliberately went to a temple in the city with a lot of incense to ask for a good auspicious time, and brought the sexy female assistant who had a dewy relationship to the branch manager, clearing all obstacles for his plan to hide Jiaojiao in the golden house. On the morning of the auspicious day of the opening, Lin Qiangu wore a suit and leather shoes, carried the sign begged in the temple, boarded the newly purchased four-wheeled car, Ben San's face was proud, and drove all the way into the most prosperous commercial street, feeling the vigorous vitality of the second-tier city, Shi Shiran went to the branch in a superior location to prepare to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Twenty minutes later, the complacent Boss Lin encountered the most terrifying traffic jam in history, looking at the long traffic jam that stretched to the other end of the city and the panicked crowd of people fleeing, Boss Lin fell into a deep dazed.

Lin Qiangu was unlucky, he thought that today was an auspicious day for his life to enter a new peak, but he never thought that fate would play a joke on him, and cruelly extinguished the flame of victory that had not yet been ignited.

Lin Qiangu was lucky, a representative of entrepreneurs who appeared on TV was disemboweled by a crazy monster in front of his eyes, and the well-made suit was turned into a shred under the minions; A beautiful woman who let him have a lot of money and didn't dare to get his hands on it jumped off the viaduct in a panic and fell into a puddle of tomato pies; Countless young people who should have walked into the company to clock in have stepped into the end of their lives in just a few minutes, with no funeral, no mourning, only the last glimpse of panic...... But Boss Lin is still alive.

Boss Lin did not hesitate to abandon the new car that had not yet been licensed, threw away the co-pilot's brand new briefcase, and ran all the way in leather shoes, fleeing the bustling commercial street before those human-eating monsters stretched out their claws to him. It takes half an hour to run from the side road to the new store location, provided that you are alive. Boss Lin didn't know what else would happen in these thirty minutes, he didn't know what the city would become in thirty minutes, he just wanted to take a look at the place where he had worked hard in the first half of his life, just one glance.

In addition, Boss Lin felt that the sexy female assistant must be very panicked now, and he should appear there as the boss and use the boss's chest to shield his subordinates from the wind and rain. It is undeniable that Lin Qiangu is a young entrepreneur with feelings and ideals, but his ambitions have not been rewarded.

At night, the prime commercial area that should have been lit up plunges into a dark and dead silence like never before, and the air is filled with the acrid smoke of burning vehicles and a familiar and unfamiliar smell.

Lin Qiangu remembered the small mountain village of his childhood, where the villagers would kill chickens and pigs during the New Year's holidays, and the blood flowing from the stomach and intestines on the ground would use this smell to attract countless flies and insects.

Boss Lin couldn't reach the branch within thirty minutes, but he still came, and twelve hours later, Lin Qiangu, who was lucky enough to not die, pushed open the carefully selected revolving glass door and saw a purgatory scene that he would never forget.

The neatly arranged shelves collapsed and toppled like dominoes, the brand-new cash register at the entrance was covered with dazzling blood, the white tile floor was gurgling with a liquid that should not be here, and everywhere as far as the eye could see, there were all stumps and broken arms that had fallen to the ground, and there seemed to be many figures lingering inside the mall that could not be penetrated...... Boss Lin knew that these figures were definitely not here to procure.

The sexy female assistant was nowhere to be found, Boss Lin didn't have much time to look for it, and he couldn't identify which beach on the ground belonged to her, her red car was still parked in the parking lot outside the door, and a somewhat familiar silk scarf was hanging on the street lampstand, flying in the wind.

In the days that followed, Boss Lin was a sneaky thief, played a fierce robber, when everything was boring, he went to the temple that shook out the sign, smashed everything that could be smashed, knocked down the Buddha statue that could be knocked down, and originally wanted to burn down here, but then the walking corpse was attracted to it, and Boss Lin could only give up.

Later, Boss Lin returned to this temple, spent several months pulling out weeds, scrubbing blood, cleaning the messy hall, straightening the clay sculptures that were overthrown by himself, shaving off the tangled long hair, changing into the robe of the host, treating himself as a great monk, watering and planting vegetables behind the temple every day, going to the meditation room to chant and chanting Buddha in his spare time, and purifying his heart and few desires for half a year.

Later, Monk Lin felt that it was better to be Boss Lin, so he cleaned a small supermarket opposite the temple, cleaned it inside and out, and put all the food, clothing, medicine, and bedding he had collected from everywhere on the shelves. Fearing that exiled survivors would break in, he also posted a large letter in front of the door, saying "Red Cross Fundraising Center".

A street, on one side is the first half of life, and on the other side is the second half of life.

After a few more days, the hair grew and the beard was thick, and the monk was enough.

Boss Lin found a dilapidated performing arts props store, and found a pile of dusty costumes from a warehouse full of cobwebs and the smell of dead bodies. He took the spoils back to the temple and compared them to the calendar he had made, becoming emperor on Monday, general on Tuesday, eunuch on Wednesday, and concubine on Thursday.

On Friday, Boss Lin tied a mixed yuan scarf to his hair, tied a yellow crown, put on a coat, stepped on his face shoes, and inserted a branch hairpin. looked in the mirror, with long hair and long beard, he really looked like a master, but he lacked a peachwood sword. remembered that there seemed to be a dragon crutch in his supermarket, so he planned to take it and fill it up and pretend to be the head of Yunyoudao.

At the beginning of May, the morning was still a little cool, Boss Lin climbed the ladder behind the wall to take a look, there was still barren grass all around, and there was no trace of the walking corpse, but ...... How many cars do you seem to have?

Boss Lin picked up the shovel behind the door and jumped out, tiptoeing through the street, several messily parked pickup trucks were empty, and there were blood stains in the cab.

"Day, there are really gods and ghosts who don't recognize them." Boss Lin was a little nervous, and at the same time a little expectant, in three years, he hadn't seen many survivors, and a team came here today?

Behind the scrubbing bright glass door, there was a poster of the Red Letter Society donation, and he couldn't see the scene inside the door, Boss Lin went to the window to take a look, and the curtains were drawn. Scratching his ears and cheeks and thinking about it, Boss Lin had the courage to push the door...... There is no lock. So he gently opened a gap and leaned his head over.

A cold muzzle of a gun hit the door of his head, bringing back the glimmer of expectation in Boss Lin's heart.

"Come in, put down what you have in your hand." A not-so-friendly female voice came.

"Don't be impulsive, woman." Boss Lin obediently put down the shovel and raised his empty hands at the crack of the door, and before he could react, the tied Taoist crown was grabbed by the woman, and then the whole person was pulled in.

Boss Lin fell to the ground without any dignity, and before he could stand up, several muzzles of different shapes were pointed at him.

"Don't don't, don't be, all good men spare your lives, I am a good citizen." Boss Lin was sweating profusely, he had actually practiced some fist and foot kung fu, but in the face of the swarthy and shining murder weapon, he could only raise his hands high.

Boss Lin looked over and was dumbfounded.

The neat and clean little supermarket was a mess again, the ground was full of black footprints and mud and sand from nowhere, and the brocade satin that I had bought was spread on the ground, and more than a dozen women and a few children were sitting there with frightened faces; On the other side lay some men, two women who couldn't see their eyebrows busily around them, open medicine bottles and blood-stained gauze all over the floor.

The woman who pulled herself in wasn't as old as herself, with a ponytail and frost on her face.

Boss Lin felt that she should smile, it would be more beautiful.

"Daoist?" Someone on the other side of the women's pile asked suspiciously.

"Aha... Poor Road ...... Not. Boss Lin turned his gaze, and a pair of eyes burst out with a bit of fine light, wow, this super beauty is several streets more beautiful than the sexy female assistant she used to be

"What do you see, what are you, what are you doing here?" The beautiful girl who made the fake Taoist priest move his heart came over, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she had a unique charm when she was angry~

"Poor Road"

"Poor fart, be honest"

"Well, I'm a good citizen, this supermarket is mine, and all those bedding, medicine, and food you use...... It's mine too. Boss Lin's impression of this beauty was a little worse, and he still raised his hand in surrender, but his words were a little harder.

"Mengfan, you go and help Sister Jia." On the wounded stood up a young man, wrapped in a thick layer of gauze in his left hand, and walked over with a frown.

"Hello, my name is Lin Qiangu." Boss Lin took the first step to say hello, he didn't know what the situation was with these people, but it stands to reason that if you take people short and eat people softly, you are so polite, so you have to give a few thin noodles, don't you?

"Hello......" Song Jiu choked, glanced at Luo Yu, and made a circle of militiamen put down their weapons.

"This is your place?" Song Jiu asked.

"Yes, and the other side, which is also my place." Lin Qiangu saw that this young man was the leader, glanced at the wound over there, and asked, "Have any of you been bitten?" ”

"No, just some injuries." Song Jiu opened the curtain and looked at the ancient temple opposite, and said suspiciously: "Temple? Taoist? ”

"Ahem, if you come a few days earlier, I will still be the emperor." Boss Lin smiled awkwardly and took the initiative to hand out an olive branch: "Do you need my help?" ”

"Thanks, we've already taken matters into our own hands before we get your permission." Song Jiu thought this person was very interesting, and pointed to the messy shelves: "I'm sorry." ”

"Long live the rivers and lakes in emergency, understanding, understanding." Lin Daochang got up from the ground, his mouth was understanding, but he muttered in his heart.

"You're the only one here?" Song Jiu opened the cigarette case and handed him one, wiped the match and helped him light the cigarette, look at him like a fairy wind, it is really indescribably funny.

"Presumably, you are the first wave of living people I have seen this year." Lin Daochang coughed twice, this broken cigarette is too choking, and it is better to smoke the Yungui tobacco leaves that he prepared in the meditation room.

"There are no walking corpses in the city?"

"Yes, there are more in the city center, and less here."

"How long have you been here?"

"Twenty-five years."

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