Chapter 43: Gathering in the Clearing
After Yang Qian put away the emotion in his heart, he began to run towards the mountains along the cement road, and after encountering the clouds like cotton wool, he continued to rush towards the village after confirming that the road ahead remained unchanged.
As soon as he entered the clouds, the scenery in front of him began to become hazy and ethereal, and his vision was greatly blocked, Yang Qian had to reduce his speed, groping towards the village at a slightly faster speed than walking, and his body gradually lowered, and the whole person began to become more cautious, vigilantly looking left and right, to prevent the danger of sudden jumping out of the clouds.
If Yang Qian was wearing a Japanese military uniform at the moment, wearing a steel helmet and carrying a 38 cover on his back, his sneaky appearance would be like a devil entering the village.
The ubiquitous clouds and mist around him made Yang Qian feel like he was lost in the sea, just after entering the clouds and mist for a while, Yang Qian felt that the clothes on his body had a faint dampness, and there were even small droplets of water on his eyebrows, Yang Qian wiped his forehead, and his fingertips had a wet feeling.
"The humidity in this place is too heavy, I just felt like the whole person was going to get wet after a while, is it possible that people here take a shower and stand on the road as soon as they take off their clothes?"
Suddenly, Yang Qian had such a picture in his mind: one day, regardless of men, women and children, they all ran out of the house, they took off their clothes, and then wiped the shower gel, and the water droplets in the mist covered their whole bodies, and gradually the water droplets gathered more and more, sliding down their backs and chests, and flowing into the stone cracks on the road, and a group of people were rubbing and bathing on the street, scrubbing and scrubbing......
"Bang" Yang Qian woke himself up, "Damn, when is it, Dongzi and the four of them are uncertain, I still have time to think about this, hey, it's not a good thing to be too smart......"
Yang Qian shook his head vigorously, swept away some unhealthy thoughts, and continued to sneak towards the village on the mountainside, cautiously sneaking Yang Qian hardly barely made a loud sound, like a weightless ghost, constantly shuttling forward in the clouds.
After sneaking for a while again, Yang Qian finally saw a farmhouse, outside which was a narrow path, paved with white stone slabs one meter long and half a meter wide, and small unknown weeds grew in places that were not covered by stone slabs.
After officially entering the village, Yang Qian's vision in front of him was still blurred, and even the visibility was slightly reduced, it seemed that the more he went up, the heavier the fog, the more humid the air, and the lower the visibility, but where he entered, he could still see farmhouses lined up on the side of the path, spreading along the path into the distance, half of the farmhouse at the end of the line of sight was exposed, and the other half was hidden in the misty fog.
Yang Qian raised his steps and walked lightly on the path, the doors of the surrounding farmhouses were closed, and the whole village seemed to be silent, as if there was no trace of life, and the only life he could see was the chives, garlic and other crops in the square foam boxes placed on the outside of the houses, as well as some potted plants.
"It's really an evil door, why can't anyone see it, where have the villagers here, won't they be bitten to death by zombies on the day of the end of the world, that's not right, why haven't I seen a single zombie!"
The more Yang Qian walked, the more he felt that the atmosphere was weird, and the atmosphere around him made him faintly feel suffocated, sometimes people are not scary, what is terrible is to scare themselves, Yang Qian just wanted to take a look at the door of the farmhouse next to him, and a sudden strange sound in his ears made his nerves tense instantly, and he hid behind a farmhouse at a lightning speed.
Behind the farmhouse is a hillside at an angle of 45 degrees, Yang Qian is grasping a raised boulder at this time, the whole person is lying on the hillside, coupled with the fog barrier, if no one walks up to him to take a closer look, no one will find his whereabouts.
"Bang...... Snap ......"
As the voice approached, Yang Qian judged that it was the sound of human footsteps, and there was a sound of talking.
"Those two girls are really punctual, those ass and boobs, absolutely exciting to the touch......"
"Haha, it's cool now, after the sect leader gives them a taste of nectar, let them try the ...... of the two of us."
"This time I'm going to enjoy it alone, so I don't want to play 3P with you......"
"Get out of here, do you think Lao Tzu is willing......"
"Hahaha, let's go, call all the villagers out, the sect leader has spoken......"
Then a loud knock on the door sounded, followed by the chaotic footsteps and screams of the crowd, the peace in the original village was instantly broken, and the noisy sound made Yang Qian feel as if he was in a vegetable market.
"Sure enough, all the villagers should stay in their own homes, but why don't these people come out, the village is as terrifying as a ghost town, what is the matter with the sect leader in the mouths of those men, is there a sect here?" Yang Qian suddenly felt that there seemed to be more fog in his brain than the clouds here.
After a while of noise on the path, it gradually calmed down, and with a slight force under Yang Qian's feet, the whole person jumped up from the hillside, stood on the stone slab steadily, and then didn't stop much, walked in the direction where the crowd disappeared, and after a while, he saw a long queue.
If there is no thick fog in the villa at the moment, you will find that on a stone road between the villages, the crowd is like a long centipede, writhing in the direction of the entrance of the village, and the accompanying men are lined up around the crowd, looking at the villagers with cold eyes, sometimes scolding a few words, or kicking a few times, but none of the villagers dare to have any dissatisfaction.
Yang Qian was following behind everyone at the moment, changing positions from time to time, although the thick fog blocked his vision, so that he could not see the end of the team, and he could not estimate how many people there were, but it also provided him with natural cover.
The village is not very large, and the team has not walked for a few minutes before they have arrived at the entrance of the village. There is a small open space at the entrance of the village, there is a thousand-year-old tree rooted in the center of the clearing, the exposed roots are intertwined, the smallest is the thickness of the calf, the largest is the thickness of the waist, the thick branches spread out to the air like tentacles, the lush branches are dotted in the middle, and the whole old tree gives people a sense of vitality.
But the crowd gathered in the open space in front of the old tree ruined the atmosphere of this place, most of the crowd were young men and women, there were also some old people and children, but they all had dishes on their faces, everyone looked very thin, as if the wind could blow them down, everyone showed a panicked look on their faces, but there was no too strong fear, it was obvious that this gathering was not the first time.
Yang Qian leaned against a farmhouse closest to the clearing, poked his head out and looked in the direction of the clearing, where the fog seemed to be lighter and the visibility was higher. After a while, Yang Qian saw a man with a strong body and well-developed muscles walking towards the crowd and standing in front of the crowd, he was Zhang Daji.
Since Yang Qian was at the back of the crowd, he could not see the deep fear in the eyes of the female villagers and the anger and humiliation in the eyes of the male villagers when Zhang Daji walked in front of the villagers.
All the villagers who were swept by Zhang Daji's gaze lowered their heads tremblingly, not daring to look at him. After Zhang Daji swept through the villagers, he was very satisfied with the reaction of the villagers, and he waved his hand behind him and shouted, "Bring them all over." ”
Immediately, the four Dongzi people who were captured by Zhang Daji's men were pushed and taken to the open field, and the villagers saw the four Dongzi people with different expressions on their faces. Some people showed sympathy, some people looked surprised, some people looked numb, and even a few people gloated.
Yang Qian saw the four Dongzi people who were taken to the clearing, and confirmed that the four of them did not encounter zombies or mutant beasts and disappeared, but were kidnapped, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
"It seems that I guessed correctly, they didn't abandon me, they were really kidnapped."
Yang Qian could have rushed out to save everyone, and a hero came to save the beauty, but the curiosity in his heart made him stop his body that was about to move, and instead of waiting to see what would happen next, what the hell this sect was going to do.
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