Chapter 63: The Dead City of Mass Corpses Crossing the Boundary

"I didn't say anything." The blood's giggling laughter faded away.

"Yes!"

No. 14 slowly stood up and glanced at the stone house next to the front hall, a chill in his eyes swept through like lightning, and Xue Liang carried a fierce hatred......

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The hotel in Lao Cai has been temporarily closed since last night, and Uncle Long solemnly posted a notice outside the gate for this reason: "There are major events in the family that need to be cooked, so the store will be closed from now on, I hope all new and old guests will know about Haihan!" Informer: Praise the leaves than the fall. ”

"Uncle Long, look at him...... Something is wrong with this! ”

Satsuki and Oda were busy, occasionally passing scissors, gauze, cotton wool, and all kinds of hastily ground herbs inside and outside the house. The shadow was now nervously changing the cold towel on Mu Qingyang's head one by one, his forehead was frighteningly hot, and at the same time, Uncle Long was squinting his eyes and slowly sewing up his wound with tweezers and needles and threads. I don't know why, Mu Qingyang's wound didn't heal as quickly as before this time, not only that, but he even fell into a deep coma and a continuous high fever.

"I have to inform my sister-in-law now, Qingyang's appearance is definitely abnormal!" Shadow was already panicking, every towel was so hot from the high heat that he couldn't keep up with the rhythm to change it in time.

Uncle Long lowered his head and only cared about his own work, he couldn't take care of the hairy kid beside him, he was short of time now, the two apprentices in the middle were still in a coma, he still needed to go in to check them after doing this, even so, a bad premonition still hit his heart unexpectedly......

It's a kind of intuition that comes from his heart, and this subconscious perception reminds him that something bad is about to happen......

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On the empty streets, the sunlight is a little dazzling and brilliant.

Mu Qingyang staggered alone on the concrete road, and he pulled the hood on his T-shirt to the front of his forehead, so that the extra edge of the edge could shorten his vision a little, so as to avoid the strong light so as not to stab his eyes.

It's been two whole days, and his plan today is to inspect the southern part of the city, and if there are no accidents, it should still be the result of nothing. In fact, he was lucky, and in a small supermarket that had apparently been looted, he found a few boxes of biscuits and two large barrels of mineral water, as well as a whole box of 36 canned luncheon meat.

Looking at these things, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

Once upon a time, he actually began to worry about the handling of these things? Falling into this kind of field is really inseparable from his bad luck.

Two days ago, in the middle of the night, he woke up from a severe coma, only to find that he was the only one left in the hotel, and the three of the innkeepers, Xiao Yue, Xiao Tian, and even the innkeeper's master and apprentice were gone!

He only remembered the time when he was entangled in mid-air with the man with the bat-winged man on his back, and he had no impression of how to get back here, not to mention the current situation, he was even more of a monk, and he couldn't figure it out.

He tried to use his cell phone to make contact, but there was no signal at all, and the phone and Internet did not even respond, and then he thought of using the blood sense of their sacrifice in the Monster Record to recall them. But what made him cry and laugh was that damn Sullid actually fell the chain again at his critical moment? No matter how much he concentrated his thoughts, how he called out, how many times he prayed, that elusive broken book was as unheard as if it had sunk into the sea! This situation is the same as in the ancient cave of Shennongjia, he has gone through this experience, so his first reaction is that he has gone wrong again!

Secretly running the demonic power, I only felt that there were dark wounds everywhere in my body, and the warm heat flow that was originally running as I wanted was only shrinking in the lower abdomen dantian, and it was not moving at all!

This conclusion suddenly made Mu Qingyang fall into a desolate situation where the house leak happened to rain overnight.

It suddenly occurred to him that he should look around for it, so he reluctantly collected his depression and walked out of the door. There is a half-remnant notice on the greasy old-fashioned safety door, with the words "temporarily closed" on it, which seems to have been pasted by Uncle Long, but I don't know if the child pulled it in half, and the back is missing along with the payment, but this shows that this should be a change that happened in the past two days, because the paper is still very new, and there are not many stains on it.

I don't know if it's in the middle of the night, there is no one in the black hole on the street, and it's scary quietly......

It seems that everything needs to be solved in the morning, but these few are more or less ordinary people, and they probably don't need Mu Qingyang's injury number to worry about them.

Nothing was said all night until dawn......

Mu Qingyang slowly got up from the bed, his whole body hurt so badly that he even had a hard time getting dressed. However, he is not a very complete gentleman himself, and most of his childhood was raised in orphanages, and the children who came out of that environment were basically like cockroaches - very hard!

Therefore, he did not feel sorry for the predicament in front of him, and understood in his heart that all the problems were only whether he had tried to solve them. Of course, if he was only defeated by these setbacks in front of him, he probably wouldn't be alive today. Since he was born, he probably hasn't been a smooth worker, only in the short years after graduation, he has temporarily worked in a restaurant for a while, which can be regarded as a comfort. However, thanks to the experience of those years, he has good cooking skills, so naturally he will not let his stomach suffer.

However, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and there is not much food in this store.

This old shop is only responsible for providing accommodation, regardless of food, and the ingredients in the kitchen are usually only three days or two or three days reserved by Uncle Long's master and apprentice, and they have not been purchased at all in the past two days, so this situation is not unexpected.

But this was a big headache for Mu Qingyang, he didn't know how long he had been lying on the bed, his stomach was rumbling with hunger, so he immediately hurried out of the door......

I have to inquire about the news, but I have to feed my stomach first.

"Hey! Anyone? Open the door! ”

Mu Qingyang kept knocking on the roller shutter door of the small restaurant opposite, he was very strange, the people in this ghost place were so lazy that they didn't open the door to do business at more than nine o'clock, not only here, but at a glance, the streets were deserted all day long, and every house was closed, in short, there was not even a ghost shadow.

"Hey! Where have all the people died? There's no more gasp! Mu Qingyang deliberately shouted loudly, he planned to provoke the people inside to open the door and come out, of course he would sincerely apologize and solve his eating problem by the way, but although he kicked and shouted for more than an hour, there was not even half a figure, and there was not even a single idler around him who came out to take a look...... At this time, he realized that it seemed that the population here was missing, just like a few of his companions, walking silently, without even saying hello.

His head began to buzz, and in his panic he didn't care if it was appropriate, so he went back to the inn and brought a hammer, and with two blows he pried open the door and broke in......

The shop was well organized, there was no fire on the stove, and there was no cooked food in the refrigerator, but this was difficult for Mu Qingyang, he saw that there was no one in the whole store, so he used his hands and feet to cook for himself, and it didn't take much effort to bring three hot dishes to the table.

When your stomach is full, you need to think about the problem at hand.

This situation really made him wonder very much, he had just tried the mobile phone signal again in the shop, and by the way, he also looked at the date, it was only three days since he last went up the mountain, which means that it happened completely shortly after he came down from the mountain, so what made the people here leave silently? And there was no trace of a fight, it seemed to be completely orderly, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't gone to the first few to see, maybe there would be some other developments?

As he ran all the way down the street, he finally found the first unusual trace.

This is the supermarket at the corner of the street, next to the bank, in the coming station and shops, these few without exception have been shattered by some external force to the glass doors and windows, even the advertising board at the stop sign, the ground is full of debris and broken glass ballast, and there is no one else, but it finally confirmed his guess just now - it seems that something big has happened in this place!

Mu Qingyang understands that he can't panic at this time...... But when it came to the end, he still couldn't restrain the fear in his heart and began to scream......

"Is there anyone! Is there anyone who ...... Anyone else? Someone doesn't! What about people...... Where are they all dead! People ......"

This pointless questioning and arguing continued until he reached the heart of the city.

This is the location of the county's cultural and sports center, the only and largest stadium in the city, which has also been bombed and in shambles. The conclusion was inevitable, for some purpose Lao Cai was not affected by the catastrophe, but other places were in disarray, and he even found signs of looting at the bank counter, full of bills and scattered coins, but this was also the worst affected place, as if it had been completely bombarded with a bomb, and the building completely collapsed, leaving only the rubble and a few corpses smashed underneath.

He walked up to him and took a closer look, and there was a police officer in a police suit, and there was an armed police officer in full gear. His eyes were wide open, his face was full of unwillingness, and he was still clutching a grenade tightly in his hand, and the pull ring had already bitten into his mouth, but before he could throw it, he was buried by countless collapsed bricks......

It can be guessed that there is an unimaginable chaos that has taken place here, which is why these people appeared, and it can be seen from the heavy weapons in their hands that they must be facing a situation that is difficult to control, so that they will take such extreme measures.

"Was it a terrorist attack?"

Mu Qingyang muttered to himself, but it didn't look like this...... Apart from these few people and sporadic bloodstains, there were no other bodies on the ground, not even mutilated limbs. He had seen Liao Qin's poisonous men besieging the bar a few years ago, and it was much more chaotic than this situation, when the ground was full of stumps and broken flesh, so he didn't continue to think nonsense, but just continued to observe all the remaining clues. He knew that this accident was by no means so simple, and there must be something behind it that he didn't know was manipulating it all behind it.

Time passed quickly, and the sun set unconsciously, and the sunset surrounded the setting sun, showing a blood-like red color that fluttered back and forth from time to time, reflecting the eaves of the northwest city tower with some sad feelings......

Mu Qingyang walked alone on the way back, some of the street lamp pipelines were still running, in the beep flickering, after the last touch of the sunset faded, one after another. It may be that the voltage is not very stable, and one or two light bulbs suddenly burst and sparked sparks, like brilliant fireworks in a festival, and after a short period of brilliance, a dull darkness followed.

He was now heading to the old street, for only the inns he had stayed in had been neat and unspoiled in the few streets he had walked through, and for whatever reason, it was always more soothing than the ruined streets.

Whoa!

Sparks also began to emerge from a substation box passing by, and the blue flames licked the outer skin of the cable, looking dangerous. Mu Qingyang immediately bypassed that neighborhood from a distance, and under unknown circumstances, he took a very wise approach......

Click!

There was a crisp sound coming from behind the electric box, like a branch that was broken after being trampled, and at the same time, Mu Qingyang suddenly felt a little stinging in his eyebrows......

He took a few quick steps back vigilantly, his eyes were firmly fixed on the corner that was blue by the electric light, the black shadow flashed away, and then the sound of his nails scraping the iron sheet, which was so heart-wrenching that Mu Qingyang immediately covered his ears, but his nerves were also tense at the same time!

Click, click, click......

The sound of small footsteps gathered from all directions, Mu Qingyang immediately turned around, around him was a bend in a street, where there were many broken shops, and further ahead was a pavilion decorated with green plants, which was the entrance of the old street......

Black shadows, he only saw countless figures as fast as lightning disappearing from time to time not far around, especially near the electrical box at the door of the shop, and he knew that Suosuo's voice was gathering more and more, he could almost see through the blue light that those iron-blue faces were expressionless, and their cheeks were deeply collapsed, as if a skull had a skin on it, and it shrank to the limit, and these "people" were approaching, their ragged clothes exposed their limbs like hemp rods and protruding ribs, All of those guys, without exception, were all emaciated and trembling slightly, as if they were ready to attack at any moment......