The world of this purchase is a zombie movie.

Uncle Zombie.

This is the world that the store manager opened up a few days ago, he doesn't know how strong the store manager's ability is, but he has the ability to open a new world at will, he can't imagine the scene even if he hollows out his mind.

However, Song Ying is not a pessimistic person by nature, as long as he works in the supermarket, fishes for oil and water, and improves his strength, he will eventually rise.

Even if this is a world full of ghosts and ghosts, it is impossible for anything dirty to come out at noon when the sun is in full swing.

"Is that person a ghost?" Zhao Hong, a divorced woman, was obviously a little bold, pointing to the old man sitting in the melon field in the distance, and her voice trembled with her whole body.

"No, it's impossible" The little fat man He Qiushi trembled, he didn't doubt it at all now, the next moment a ghost would pounce out and want to eat him, and on the whole carriage, he would be the fattest and the most bloody,

He only hoped that the goblins didn't like to eat fat.

"Don't worry" Although Song Ying is in contact with the world of illusion for the first time, he is not worried, unless he encounters the thousand-year-old zombie king, otherwise he has a great chance to escape.

The most calm expressions were Wei Qing, migrant worker He Dazhuang, and the boy with his girlfriend in his arms, at least they looked calm on the surface, but their composure was soon completely crushed by Song Ying's next behavior.

He actually drove the carriage towards the strange old man!

At a glance at the boundless fields, there was such an old man sitting there motionless, no matter how you look at it, it was a little weird, and it was too hasty for Song Ying to rush over directly.

It's a pity that none of them can control Song Ying's action, and they want to stop it, but the carriage has come to the field and successfully attracted the attention of the old man.

"Hello," Song Ying jumped out of the carriage and said hello to the old man.

"You're from the city?" The old man stood up and smiled kindly, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

"He has a shadow, there is a shadow" The little fat man almost jumped up excitedly, it seems that this old man is undoubtedly human.

"Yes, we are from the city" Song Ying didn't care about the appearance of the little fat man behind him, but said, "Uncle, we are very tired from traveling, see that you have a melon field here, I want to buy a melon to eat to quench my thirst." ”

"You people in the city are polite when you speak" The old man turned to the ground, rummaged for it, and finally took out a big watermelon, "Look at you people, those with fine skin and tender meat, eat a melon to quench your thirst, don't need money, give it to you for free"

"How embarrassing is this" Song Ying raised her hand and knocked on the melon, it seemed to be well cooked.

"What's the matter, I'm relieved to see that you city people are living better than us countrymen, my grandson has been in the city for more than a year, and I'm still afraid that he will suffer." As he spoke, the old man wiped his tears.

"Maybe he's about to make a lot of money and come back to honor you," Song Ying was not polite, picked up the watermelon and returned to the carriage to put it down.

A large area of melon fields is owned by the old man, and it seems that his life should be not bad in this era.

"By the way, uncle, I want to ask you something" Song Ying turned back to the old man and took out a box of cigarettes, "This is foreign cigarettes, try it?" ”

The old man's eyes lit up, "They all say that foreign smoke tastes good, I'll see how it compares with my dry tobacco."

The two of them swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and the few people in the car couldn't stand it, they had been in a state of scaring themselves, seeing Song Ying chatting happily with people, the divorced woman Zhao Hong was the first to say, "This young man doesn't look as stable as that Brother Liu, it's been like this for a while, neither looking for us a place to live, nor taking us to buy goods quickly to complete the task, just know to follow Brother Liu." ”

It's just that instead of resonating, her words attracted the hatred of everyone.

The little fat man He Qiushi said, "You can go if you want to, don't forget, we are the ones who are left, besides, how do you know that Brother Song is not as good as Brother Liu?" Compared with Brother Liu, who is not smiling, He Qiushi still likes the approachable Song Ying.

"People don't owe you anything, right," Wei Qing frowned and said, "Don't forget that we are in a zombie world now, and if you are not careful, you may be caught by zombies and suck your blood!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the only two women present gasped and shivered.

"These two guys are right," He Dazhuang nodded thoughtfully, "It's better to follow Brother Song, don't be a moth." He is an honest man who doesn't know what it means to cross, and he hasn't graduated from the first grade of primary school, so how can he read, but he also knows that the supermarket where he works is very magical, and he is indeed in a world full of zombies.

Years of experience tell He Dazhuang that if you don't have the ability, you can shrink your head, and the most unaccustomed thing to God is that people who don't have the ability and love to pretend to be forced.

As soon as the dispute on the carriage stopped, Song Ying ended the exchange with the old man, and finally left a box of cigarettes as a thank you for sending melons to eat.

"Walk slowly," the old man looked at the cigarette in his hand happily and waved goodbye to the carriage that was gradually moving away.

"The weather is hot, eat some melons to cool off" Song Ying smashed a few palms on the melon with her right hand, the watermelon seemed to have been cut by a kitchen knife, and it was not big or small.

This is his own internal force, palm, strength, have achieved a thorough understanding, if it is replaced by his previous self, a palm down, it will become watermelon juice.

Everyone was naturally amazed when they looked at this hand, and they fantasized about how far they would reach after working in this supermarket for a month.

"Brother Song, do we have any plans?" After Wei Qing ate a piece of melon, he asked Song Ying.

"Ten miles ahead, I heard that there is a very capable Taoist chief, see if he can replenish the goods for us, if he can, after negotiating the price, we can go back"

"It's that simple?" They didn't believe it, didn't they come to the world of zombies, they shouldn't have encountered an army of zombies, escaped death, and finally succeeded in getting the goods they wanted in the supermarket, and went back one by one with serious injuries.

Now it's become, just find someone to buy it, and leave after buying, isn't it too simple?!

"It's easy to say, it's hard to say whether the road on the road is smooth or not" Song Ying didn't bother to popularize science to this group of people, and he still remembered Uncle Niu's teaching method deeply.

Don't say anything, just experience it for yourself.

My own personal experience is more reliable than the "three prohibitions" given by others.

The carriage carried a few people across the sheep intestine path, through a large bamboo forest, and finally two small bamboo houses appeared in front of everyone.

A young man who was carrying a bucket of water saw a large carriage rushing over, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop, "What are you doing?" It's my house in front, so you can't mess in. ”

"Hello" Wei Qing was clever, seeing Song Ying sitting in the car with his eyes closed and not speaking, he poked his head out and said, "We heard that there is a true Tao near here, our carriage touched something dirty last night, and we want to come over to pay respects, of course, the price is easy to say." ”

"Is there a true way? Although my master usually picks the door and has a bad temper, but the spell is really powerful" The young man nodded, "You should be talking about my master, but he went out to do business, he is not at home today, and he should be able to come back tomorrow morning." ”

"Can we take a break from the neighborhood for a while? After all, there are still female dependents in the car, and I am tired from driving."

The man thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, you can go to the house and sit, but don't go next door, it's our neighbor, a Buddhist master, and we don't want to go to the east house, it's full of guests." ”

Wei Qing nodded again and again, and agreed.

A few people got off the car, and the group changed into the clothes of this era early, and the group of seven people got out of the carriage, and the man was dumbfounded.

Without him, most of the women of this era don't know how to dress up, where is it as graceful as the two women in the carriage?

To be honest, the two of them are in the middle of the average in the current society, but they are in this place where no one can be seen in the deep mountains and old forests, and they are still accompanied by zombies every day, and this young man drools without looking at the sow, which is already good.

"This is our shopkeeper, Boss Song"

Song Ying's identity was drawn up at the beginning, and the others were all buddies, handymen, or family members.

"Boss Song, I'm Qian Jiale, the heir of the orthodox Maoshan Taoism" The young man also made an introduction, and Song Ying was sure that he had met the protagonist of the movie.

"Excuse me" Song Ying rubbed two walnuts with her hands, and she looked good to be the boss.

"Let's go inside, please."

The small bamboo hut thatched house naturally has nothing to look at, but after guessing that this might be a zombie movie they have seen before, a few people can't stop thinking carefully.

In the movie, the Taoist priest invited the gods to come up, and instantly became a strong man, and the zombies he fought were all over the ground looking for teeth.

Watching a few people discuss passionately, Song Ying turned around and walked out of the room, and he didn't interfere much by personal chance.

"Drink! Ha! Walking a short distance around the bamboo forest, Song Ying saw a bare monk practicing in the stream.

Every time you punch, you must make a splash!

This is a person whose martial arts are still at the level of a grandmaster, and in the martial arts world, he can start a sect.

And Song Ying also found that this person didn't know how to do internal strength, and his strength was all based on his body, but his body was thin and like, and he didn't look like he could exert a thousand catties of strength at all.