"Ahh Doudou, who was pulled up the branches, was so frightened that his voice became distorted, making a sound like a wolf and a pig.

The buttocks are tightly clamped with tails, and the ears are drooping at the sides of the head.

Let Fu Hongyang carry it, quickly through the canopy, and came to the edge of the tree house. There is a small platform for storing miscellaneous items, propped up with a wooden plank, and Doudou can be placed on it.

"I'm afraid of wool, stay here honestly, don't move."

He was speechless, and the dog he wanted should be the kind of dog that rushed directly when there was danger and struggled to protect his owner. Instead of encountering danger, he was so frightened that he clamped his tail, and he almost didn't pee. I have to say that Doudou's appearance is very powerful, and he looks energetic among thin dogs, but he is too small and cowardly.

I didn't dare to let go of the rope, for fear that Doudou would accidentally fall.

And try your best to reassure it, so that it will stop calling, so as not to attract more zombies. But even if Doudou gradually subsides, it can't change the situation of more and more zombies. The wooden planks planted under the tree full of imp umbrellas have been trampled into mud by zombies, and I don't know if the queen ant has been trampled to death.

Thinking of it, the big black ants were fleeing in all directions, and slowly retreated into the newly dug burrow in the corner.

"Roar!"

One by one, zombies surrounded the trunk of the black tree, waving their arms wildly. As Beanie stopped calling, the sound in the canopy subsided, and they could not find any sign of life, so they scattered in twos and threes, and rushed down the collapsed wall to the tree, hugging the trunk below.

"No, I have to find out the scented fruit from the tree, otherwise the zombies won't disperse!" Fu Hongyang has no fear of zombies.

In those days, he was almost separated from the zombies by a wall, getting along day and night, and he was already numb.

You can even smell the rancid smell of zombies.

Even if they don't look like the rotting zombies in the movie, their skin is too pale and dull, and their bodies are getting thinner and thinner, and they still smell rancid.

"Don't move, don't call, understand?"

"Woo ......"

Doudou was still trembling and making a slight sobbing sound, as if he was crying. This guy went up the tree for the first time and seemed to be really frightened.

"Waste dogs." Fu Hongyang shook his head and walked along the branches to the canopy of the tree.

Looking at the zombies surrounding below, at least more than twenty of them were gathered, all wearing cotton clothes before they died. At the beginning of the haze, it was still the cold season of spring, but now it is as warm as early summer, and Fu Hongyang only needs to wear a shirt and a coat to feel warm.

"Roar!"

When the zombie saw Fu Hongyang walking in the canopy, he shouted even more excitedly.

"I didn't see the uncle, I don't know where the uncle went." Fu Hongyang sighed gloomily, thinking of the acquaintances among the zombies. He carefully searched for the fragrant fruit of the tree, and some of the fruit grew on relatively small branches, and he had to break the branches to judge whether the fruit was fragrant or not.

This will seriously deplete the number of fruits on the tree, but only such a stupid method can eliminate the possibility one by one. Anyway, the tree is still growing, and when a batch of fruit goes, new fruit will hang up again.

An hour later.

The zombies were still tirelessly shaking the tree, and Fu Hongyang had already identified eight fragrant fruits. He even did an experiment to verify whether the zombies were coming for the fruit.

He threw down the lightly scented fruit of the tree.

In the blink of an eye, the group of zombies frantically pounced on the fruit, squeezing one by one, snatching the fruit of the tree. After a while, the zombies roared unwillingly and got up, leaving only a little red juice on the ground. I don't know which zombie grabbed the fruit, or if it was eaten.

"Roar!" They still don't let up around the tree.

Fu Hongyang picked another fruit that did not emit a special fragrance and threw it down. Hit a zombie, but the zombie only turned around and slapped the zombie on the side, causing a small riot. But there were no zombies to compete for the fruit of the tree that was lying quietly on the ground.

"Sure enough, only fragrant fruits can attract zombies...... They are all fruits of the same tree, what is the difference? ”

"And it seems that I have been eating the fruit of the tree for the past two days, but I have not dreamed that there are saplings in my body." He's a bit of a divergent thinker.

After eating the scented black tree seeds, I dreamed that I had black tree saplings growing in my body.

I have also eaten the fragrant fruit of the tree, but I have not dreamed that there are saplings in my body; I've been eating the fruit of the tree for the past few days, and I haven't dreamed of it once.

"I don't understand!"

With a sigh, he continued to identify the fruit of the tree.

Half an hour later, he found two more fruits with a faint fragrance, and at this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of another wave of zombies under the tree. Coupled with the zombies before, there were about forty zombies gathered under the tree, unrecognizable, and they could no longer recognize the appearance of humans.

I don't know if there are any relatives and friends in the village.

"Hiss!" One zombie quickly caught his attention, this zombie was very thin, but very tall, half a body taller than the other zombies.

He was thin and tall, like a bamboo pole, and his limbs were equally thin and long.

The original cotton jacket was loose and loose, and the trousers and sleeves were a lot shorter, apparently due to mutations that caused it to be ill-fitting.

It wandered around the periphery of the zombie herd a few times, suddenly stretched out its hands and supported the zombie in front of it, and then bounced on its hind legs, like a weird frog, and jumped onto the trunk of the tree. Lying on the trunk of the tree, with his head held high and his mouth open, he stared at Fu Hongyang in the depths.

"I'll go!"

Fu Hongyang was taken aback, the zombie could frog jump, and it seemed that it was easy to climb the tree. This gave him a great sense of crisis, and he reflexively rushed out of the canopy of the tree, rushed into the canopy of the black tree, picked up the machete from the edge of the treehouse, and returned to the canopy of the tree.

"The canopy is my territory, if you dare to come up, you will be hacked to death!" There is no fear, only an erection to fight, and the improvement of his physical fitness over the past few days has given him too much confidence.

Zombies are mutating.

I haven't mutated.

Holding the machete in his hand, he was suddenly full of pride, and saw the slender zombie that could only frog jump, still lying on the trunk of the tree, trying to jump up from time to time. It did learn how to climb trees, but it was slow and uncoordinated—a difficult climb for zombies.

I don't know how they come back from the dead, but the brain should have deteriorated, and without the ability of human thinking and control, many difficult movements will naturally not be skillful.

I saw the frog jump zombie a few times and didn't come up yet.

Fu Hongyang simply jumped down from the top of the canopy and gradually came to the bottom of the canopy.

"Hiss!" Seeing Fu Hongyang approaching, the frog-jumping zombie let out a snake-like roar, suddenly reached out and grabbed a branch, swung himself up, and threw it at Fu Hongyang.

Fu Hongyang's heart was full of enthusiasm, but his attitude was very calm.

One hand grasped the branch, the other hand held the machete tightly, when the body of the zombie swung over, his body leaned forward directly, and then raised the machete to jump at the frog The zombie is a move to split Huashan.

Poof!

The zombie's slender legs were slashed by the machete, and under the huge impact, the deep rift was directly broken. Black-purple blood splattered, spilling a large patch. But the zombie seemed to be unconscious, and there was no reaction at all, still swinging its body, hooking a branch near Fu Hongyang.

Then bring your whole body with you.

Before the frog jumping zombie could stand firm, Fu Hongyang brandished the machete again, slashing his head indiscriminately. He had eaten the fragrant fruit, and his strength had become greater. Even the water tank can be lifted with one hand, not to mention a woodcutter, just like the master of the pork case chopping a big bone.

Pop, pop!

The machete slashed indiscriminately, the dirty blood was splashed indiscriminately, and only the frog jumping zombie was used as a piece of pork. The splash of purple-black blood sprinkled Fu Hongyang's head and face. But he had already entered a kind of ecstasy-like euphoria, and he didn't care about dodging at all, and slashed out more than a dozen knives in one go.

"Hiss......" The frog jumping zombie could still roar at first, but it was soon chopped by a machete and the bones were broken, and the most critical of this was that even half of the head was chopped off.

The hands that grasped the branch were weakly released, and like a rag, they kept falling from the branch.

Bang knock.

Fell on the cracked concrete road and became a puddle of mud.