Chapter 118: A Coincidental Encounter

When Lin Mo left Diao Hongxin's side, the sky was already completely dark, and there was a full moon hanging at the end of the world, and the night of the city inside the isolation net was not as dead and silent as the darkness outside the isolation net, but the people lying on both sides of the street were almost motionless, only looking at the passers-by with a faint and indifferent gaze, half of their bodies and faces were hidden in the darkness, like the dead corpses staring at everyone in the darkness.

Lin Mo suddenly remembered a movie called "Swiss Soldier" before the apocalypse, about a person who wanted to find death and picked up a dead body that could speak, the movie had not yet been released at the end of the world, Lin Mo had only seen its trailer, but he looked at the people in the shadows of the surrounding streets, and thought that the two were not much different.

The most terrible thing is the complete loss of hope in life.

Lin Mo walked aimlessly on the streets, suddenly he didn't want to go back so early, he had been in Mukden for a long time, but he didn't know much about most of the city, in fact, he had never wandered around the only large post-apocalyptic survivor city.

Street lights have been restored, but only two of them are often kept bright on a street of a few hundred meters due to power supply problems.

He stood in the shadow of the dim glow of the two streetlamps at opposite ends of the street, thought for a moment, and turned to the other side of the street.

He walked under the gaze of his people who watched silently, towards the noisy streets of the city.

And as he walked, in the darkness and dusk, a slender and immature voice asked him in the darkness and shadows, "Brother, do you have anything to eat?" ”

Lin Mo turned his head and looked, he saw a piece of darkness in that direction, it was just a darkness for a normal person, but he was silent for a while, didn't say anything, but continued to take steps, step by step.

And in the darkness, the childish voice never sounded again.

After turning a few corners in a row, there were people like this on the road, and when they saw Lin Mo walking over, there were only a few low calls occasionally.

Lin Mo just turned a blind eye, he was not a saint, and he didn't want to be a saint, although he basically didn't have any plans for his future, but he was sure that becoming a saint must not be his wish.

Then he saw a white figure in the darkness and dim light.

It was a man in a white robe, Lin Mo had never seen him, but he knew the sign on the other party's back.

It was a criss-cross sword that burned with fire.

Holy Judgment.

Lin Mo didn't want to see the people of the Holy Judgment in Mukden, that man should be just a low-level missionary, with a look of compassion on his face, holding a few small pieces of bread in his hands, all the way over, distributing to people in the darkness and shadows, each person could only get a small piece of bread in their hands, but despite this, in the shadows, countless pairs of blackened arms were stretched out to touch the man who distributed bread, but no one made any sound.

The scene is somewhat eerie and permeating, like an oil painting with a single tone and absurdity.

Lin Mo only glanced at it before retracting his gaze and continuing forward.

A city has its shining side, and it also has its shadows.

And Lin Mo was stepping from the shadows into the light, and he came to a street with real voices.

When he turned the corner, there was even a tightly wrapped girl on one side who threw him a meaningful wink.

Lin Mo squinted at her, and felt that the delicate face was a little familiar, as if it was a third- or fourth-tier female star who had appeared on TV.

But Lin Mo was not interested at all, he only shook his head at the other party, and turned from the narrow streets before to the main road.

The street lights here are still only stingy and stingy, but the light is not weak at all.

It's almost a small night market, and the streets are full of people with all kinds of stalls, and at night, it's essential to have a little light source to light up your stalls.

Lin Mo took a look, most of the things sold in these stalls were messy, basically all of them were supplies, which was diametrically opposed to the fact that food was sold everywhere before the apocalypse.

Lin Mo wandered around here aimlessly for a while, but unexpectedly found an acquaintance.

The man was originally wrapped in a black dress and hurriedly walked past Lin Mo, not paying attention to him at all, but was discovered by Lin Mo, who was still super strong in night vision.

Lin Mo reached out and grabbed the man's arm.

The man was obviously slightly taken aback, his whole body trembled slightly, and instinctively took a step back.

But when the other party raised his head and saw Lin Mo, he showed a relieved look.

That's Yu Zimo.

Lin Mo didn't expect to see this young man at this moment and in this situation.

At that time, although Yu Zimo and other survivors could not join the so-called Awakened People team like Lin Mo, they could also enter Fengtian City and become ordinary survivors because of the relationship between the Awakened People.

And the other party was obviously equally surprised, Yu Zimo saw Lin Mo, his face changed slightly, and his expression seemed a little wrong.

Lin Mo glanced at him and said, "What's wrong?" In such a hurry? ”

To be honest, Lin Mo's impression of Yu Zimo is still good, whether it is because of the common silent character in the names of the two people, or because of the young man's temperament.

Lin Mo is not a fool, but from Yu Zimo's hurried appearance, he can see that the other party is only afraid that he is in trouble.

But Yu Zimo hesitated, bit his lip, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Now, Lin Mo confirmed this even more - this young man was only afraid that he was in trouble.

Lin Mo frowned slightly, he hesitated, and finally sighed in his heart and asked, "Are you in any trouble?" ”

When he asked this sentence, Lin Mo had already made up his mind, if he asked this time, the other party still didn't say it, then he wouldn't care anymore, he Lin Mo was not a saint, how could he be nosy to this extent.

However, after hesitating for three seconds this time, Yu Zimo gritted his teeth and said, "Someone wants to kill me." ”

Lin Mo couldn't help but wrinkle, in the last days, a big fart could rise to the point of murder, and he still knew the character of the young man in front of him, if he wanted to say that he caused something, then even Lin Mo himself didn't believe it.

Therefore, Lin Mo was really a little curious - what did Yu Zimo do before someone wanted to kill him?

Lin Mo asked, "What's going on?" Who's going to kill you? ”

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