on the road to the countryside.

Lin Xuan sat on the back of the second donkey, holding the willow god branch in his hand, and passed the time by sobbing the second donkey's ass for a while.

There are not many cars on the country roads, and zombies are very rare. Occasionally, if the head rushes out, it will be cooked by Lin Xuan at will.

Roar!

No, as soon as he finished speaking, a female zombie with a small height rushed up from the field by the side of the road, wanting to hunt with her teeth and claws.

Lin Xuan saw that it was an ordinary zombie like a minions, so he didn't look at it anymore, and directly waved the willow god branch in his hand and pumped it over.

Syllable!

Bite!

Congratulations to the host for killing a first-order normal zombie and gaining +1 energy points.

The instilled energy-infused Liu Shenzhi was like a steel whip, and with Lin Xuan's terrifying power, it broke the zombie's neck with a single blow.

After many enhancements, even in the face of second-order special zombies, Lin Xuan at this time could solve it from the front.

Although it can't be crushed like an ordinary zombie, it will definitely not be as reluctant as the first time, and it needs to be handled with the help of foreign objects.

The second donkey looked at the zombies that fell to the ground, and there was no fluctuation in his heart, because this kind of thing, it had seen a lot along the way.

He has seen the scene of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and smashing the zombies, and a situation like this to kill a zombie really can't cause it to fluctuate.

As we approached the countryside, the road became more and more difficult to walk, and the previous concrete road slowly turned into a mud and sand road.

Coupled with the heavy rain in the previous two days, the road was very muddy.

If you are driving, this kind of road is a very challenging one.

But for the second donkey, the vehicle is very easy, the hooves seem to have buoyancy, even if the ground is soft, it will not sink in.

And it doesn't stick to the mud, which is similar to the properties of lotus roots.

Lin Xuan naturally discovered this vision, but he didn't care.

Divine beasts, some visions and rows are normal, otherwise how can they be called divine beasts?

The reason is very strong, but it is indeed this principle, this ability is the talent of the donkey family, the talent of the wind system: out of the mud without staining.

Not only does it not stain the mud, but the rest of the sticky stuff can't stick to it.

For example, spiders' webs, special effects glue and the like, have no effect on the second donkey with this talent.

In the real murderous red dust, get out of the white blade and run away properly.

As a mount, two donkeys are sufficient.

As for the battle, Lin Xuan never counted on it, because he had deliberately left an ordinary zombie for it to deal with before, but it disappointed Lin Xuan.

An ordinary zombie couldn't deal with it, but was chased everywhere, Lin Xuan was very angry at the time, fortunately, he still had the talent of mounting, otherwise he would definitely be in the pot.

Half an hour passed slowly.

A village in the distance slowly entered Lin Xuan's field of vision, the village loomed at the foot of a large mountain, and the houses were built between the tall trees.

The name of the village lives up to its name.

Looking at the stone tablet with Huangcun written at the entrance of the village, Lin Xuan smiled slightly and said, "When I used to work in the factory, there was a colleague from Huangcun, I don't know if he is still alive now. ”

"You've ever worked part-time? Didn't you say you're an entrepreneur? The second donkey on the side heard Lin Xuan's emotion, and said with some doubts.

On the way, Lin Xuan was a little bored, and boasted to the second donkey that he was an ideal entrepreneur before the end of the world, and he was also the kind of big entrepreneur who almost went out of the country.

This is naturally bragging, but Lin Xuan didn't look embarrassed when he heard this, and replied with a smile: "This is what you don't know, to be able to achieve the identity of an entrepreneur, you naturally have to endure hardships at the bottom and gain some experience." ”

Saying that, he looked into the distance, and then spoke: "Otherwise, how can you control your identity?" Do you rely on guesswork with YY? ”

As soon as the second donkey heard the reason, he nodded undeniably, "Well, the master really deserves to be an entrepreneur, and what he said is convincing." ”

Lin Xuan pretended to be modest and said: "Low-key, low-key, this kind of thing should not be too public." ”

"Okay, thank you master for teaching."

The second donkey is a newborn baby after all, even if the system instills a lot of information into it, but it is still a bottomless child.

There is no knowledge, but no discernment.

For people like Lin Xuan, who brag and don't make drafts, it is even more indistinguishable.

In this way, a man and a donkey walked towards the Yellow Village not far away without saying a word.

Not far from the Huangcun Brigade Headquarters.

In a building that has just been built.

A middle-aged man in his forties frowned as he listened to the report of a young man with dyed yellow hair in front of him.

"Village chief, that monster has come out again, Uncle Ziliang, who wanted to go to the city to find his son today, was eaten, you should find a way to kill that monster, otherwise we will all die."

The young man looked very anxious, and when he spoke of the monster, there was still a slight fear on his face.

The middle-aged village chief thought for a long time after listening to it, and only spoke after more than ten minutes: "National soldiers, Uncle also wants to organize everyone to kill that monster, but the shotguns in the village can't kill it, but it kills two people, Uncle really has no choice." ”

"What then? If this continues, everyone in our village will die. The young men's national soldiers were even more anxious when they heard this.

The monster hovering near the village, even the village chief who led everyone to exterminate the zombies in the village was powerless, and he was really desperate now.

At this time, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy beside the village chief suddenly spoke: "Dad, how about you say that we dug a trap in advance and then brought it over to concentrate all our forces to surround and kill?" ”

"Trap?" The village chief's eyes lit up.

The boy nodded, "Yes, it's a trap, just like the big wild boars that were hunted in the village before, using traps and fire to deal with them." ”

The village chief's eyes were brighter, and his heart was a little moved, but he didn't agree immediately, but lowered his head and groaned.

The boy didn't urge, just waited quietly, but with a strong confidence on his face.

He firmly believes that his father will definitely agree, and he himself will once again show his strength to the people of the village.

Thinking of his own abilities, thinking of the admiring eyes of the object of his heart, the boy's heart was full of fighting spirit.

"Good!" After careful consideration, the village chief suddenly waved his fist and said, "That's it, use the trap to clean up that monster." ”

When he made a decision, he was very resolute, and he instructed his son on the spot: "Guoyu, you go to prepare a trap with the villagers of the militia, and you must not lose anything." ”

"Yes!" The young man answered with a straight face and strode away.

Seeing his son leave, the village chief said to the young man in front of him: "National soldiers, you go and collect all the gasoline in the village, take as much as you want." ”

"It's the village chief!" The young people also took the order and left, and the same fighting spirit.

After the village chief finished his assignment, he walked to the wooden table to the side and began to polish his weapon.

The weapon is a Guan Gong knife, which is made of metal as a whole, and it weighs at least forty or fifty pounds.

It's a hard thing to pick up, let alone play with it.

But the village chief who had finished grinding it danced it like his own arm, and the cold and shining knife light brought a strong wind, blowing the workbook on the table and flipping.

Obviously,

This is the master!