Hui'an entered Pingliu Town, and the number of infected people he encountered really increased, and there were still three groups of five wandering ghosts on the outskirts of the town, which could be dealt with casually. Later, there were dozens or hundreds of groups wandering the streets, and Hui'an had no choice but to retreat and take a detour.

Gradually, coming into the town, Hui An approached the corner of the street, and suddenly heard a low hoarse roar characteristic of the infected and a low-voiced cry for help.

This was the first survivor he had encountered since the end of the world, and Hui An's spirit was immediately uplifted. But he has been in the rivers and lakes for a long time in his previous life, and he has also tasted the heat and coldness of the world in this life, and his understanding of the world's Tao and people's hearts is extremely profound. He knew that this cataclysm would inevitably lead to the collapse of the original social order, and those who were infected were certainly dangerous, and the surviving human beings were not much safer because they had lost their original laws and morals.

Because of this, although Hui An was anxious to see the person who called for help, his pace slowed down a little, raised his vigilance to twelve points, tiptoed to the corner, and leaned against the wall to go out to watch.

The situation was quite strange, and even in this situation where danger might be encountered at any time, Hui An almost laughed out loud.

A young man climbed to the top of a telephone pole on the side of the road more than 30 meters from the corner, holding his hands and feet around it like a large koala. Underneath the telephone pole, there were seven or eight infected people, who obviously had no ability to climb, but they refused to let go of the large piece of delicious food on it, all of them stared at the man with their heads tilted up, and let out a low roar full of greed, and they jumped high and scratched with their arms under their feet. The person above was obviously terrified, but probably worried about attracting more infected people, so he could only lower his voice and shout for help.

Hui'an didn't rush forward, anyway, looking at the situation, the person wouldn't be in any danger for a while. He hid behind the corner and carefully observed for a while, and after making sure that there was nothing unusual around him, he walked out with the iron rod.

As the saying goes, "quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit", after a long time of careful observation and finally decided to make a move, Hui'an no longer has the slightest bit of mud and water. With the force under his feet, he swept over a distance of more than thirty meters as fast as the wind, and the iron rod in his hand struck twice in a lightning bolt with the force of the forward rush, shattering the heads of the two infected people who had not yet had time to turn around.

Only then did the other infected react, and they all abandoned the man on the telephone pole and turned to pounce on Hui'an.

Hui An shifted his position, the iron rod in his hand was uncertain, and every blow was sure to be rewarded, killing a total of eight infected people in less than three minutes.

"This dude, there is no danger anymore, you still don't come down?" Hui An stood in the middle of the corpses that had been shot in the head all over the ground, and shouted at the man on the telephone pole.

The man had been stunned when Hui An made a move, he had been able to survive in a town with more than 20,000 infected people so far, and naturally he had some experience and insight, but he never thought that someone could kill eight infected people on his own. What's more, looking at the relaxed appearance of the person below, it is obvious that he still has spare strength.

Hearing Hui'an's words, he came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I'll come down now." As he spoke, he slipped down the telephone pole.

"Thank you...... Oh, this big brother," the man landed on his feet, looked at the corpse at Hui'an's feet, and was a little timid to step forward, and bowed to Hui'an from a distance. Although he saw that Hui'an was wearing a high school uniform and was not very old, with the strong strength shown by the other party, he did not dare to slack off in the slightest, so he changed to a title that included respect, "If it weren't for the big brother, I would have died this time." ”

Hui'an waved his hand and said, "It's not worth mentioning. You ......"

"You are the little abbot of Hui'an of White Deer Temple?" Halfway through Hui An's words, the man cried out in surprise. Now that Hui An has short hair on his head, and after the abnormal changes in his body, his appearance has changed somewhat, and the man is frightened, so he didn't recognize him until this moment.

"It's the poor monk, donor, ......" Hearing the man shout out his identity, Hui'an habitually put his right palm on his chest and bowed, looking at the other party with some doubts.

The man seemed to be so happy that he forgot for a moment the horror of the corpses all over the ground, and came up to him and said, "You don't know me?" My family is also in Pingliu Town, and when we were children, we both went to elementary school in the town, and I was three years older than you. By the way, I opened a grain and oil store in town, and you visited it once last year! ”

Hearing what the other party said, Hui'an looked at this person and was a little familiar, recalled it carefully, and finally remembered that there was indeed such a thing, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be you, the poor monk remembered that your name was Fang ......"

"Fang Xiaodong!" Seeing that Hui'an finally had an impression of himself, the man reported his name with excitement on his face, raised his thumb and praised, "We have known each other for so many years, but we didn't know that you were actually a hidden martial arts master!" I don't know what sect you belong to, little abbot? Could it be the legendary Shaolin sect? ”

His words were originally a joke to bring the relationship between the two sides closer, but Hui'an nodded solemnly and said: "The donor guessed well, the martial arts of the poor monk are indeed in the Shaolin lineage!" ”

Fang Dongxiao was so scorched by this sentence that he didn't know how to interface for a while, and only laughed a few times after a long time, and said a little comically like learning the tone of the characters in the martial arts drama: "It turns out that the little abbot is actually a Shaolin master, no wonder killing these zombies is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables." ”

"Zombies?" Hui'an pointed to the corpses of the infected all over the ground.

Fang Dongxiao explained: "Because these people infected by the virus are very similar to the zombies in 'Resident Evil', people are now used to calling them zombies. ”

Hui An was stunned, and then quoted this term in a kind way, and asked, "What is the situation of the zombies and survivors in the town now?" ”

"Very bad." Fang Dongxiao replied with a bitter face, "On the day of the catastrophe, most people turned into zombies. A small number of people who are lucky enough not to be infected with the virus have also suffered heavy losses due to zombie attacks these days. Now the number of living people in the town is probably less than five hundred. ”

Although Hui'an expected it, he didn't expect the situation to be so bad. He frowned slightly: "Only such a few people survived?" Do you get together? ”

"How is that possible?" Fang Dongxiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, "At the beginning, some people thought about uniting the power of all the survivors to protect themselves. However, the issue of subordination could not be resolved, and later several groups clashed over supplies, and when they heard that there were deaths, no one mentioned the matter of the union again. ”

Hui'an sighed in his heart, the deep-rooted bad habit of human beings to compete for power and profit, even in this precarious last days, there is a big market. He asked, "What's the matter with you?" How about being stuck here? ”

"It's unlucky!" Fang Dongxiao immediately spat out bitterness, "I don't want to join the team to be cannon fodder for others, I'm running a single gang these days." I came out to look for food today, but I didn't expect to be targeted by this group of zombies, but fortunately, my ability to climb trees when I was a child was not unfamiliar, so I could get the little abbot to save your life. ”

"I see," Hui An nodded, "Do you know what's going on elsewhere?" ”

Fang Dongxiao's face was depressed: "Nowadays, all communication channels are almost completely cut off, fortunately, someone thought that the radio station might be operating, and found the radio to carefully search for the band, and sure enough, I heard some broadcasts one after another." As you know, although those broadcasts all made the situation better, everyone automatically listened to it at a discount. Then it is estimated that the situation is similar everywhere, and no one is much better than the other. These things can't be explained clearly for a while, little abbot, why don't you go back with me first, and I'll explain it to you slowly. ”

"It's fine." Hui An groaned slightly, nodded and agreed.

"Little abbot, come with me!" Fang Dongxiao was overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around to lead the way in front, but when he turned around, an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on his face.