"Really give it to me?" Yang Ke'er fiddled with the sniper crossbow happily, a little incredulous, but she was clumsy and couldn't operate it.

"You're not right, you should ...... like that" Zhang Xiaoqiang taught her how to wind, how to load steel balls and crossbow arrows.

"Click" Yang Ke'er took aim with a good crossbow arrow, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the first zombie that Yang Ke'er killed, to be honest, the zombie was quite pitiful, the biggest key head was that the skin was not broken at all, from the head down to the waist up, there was not a single complete bone, all of them were smashed by Yang Keer, which was worse than the ancient Ling Chi.

"Uncle! Will you leave me and run away? Yang Ke'er asked casually, but the sniper crossbow in his hand aimed at Zhang Xiaoqiang from time to time.

"Goo-toot!" Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva nervously. Looking at the sharp arrows of the crossbow arrows, the calves trembled slightly.

"This ......" Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat was a little dry.

"Huh?" Yang Keer was a little puzzled.

"As long as you can keep training and have the courage to face the zombies alone, I will definitely not leave you." Zhang Xiaoqiang said solemnly, but he was slightly sweating on his forehead.

"Well, I will definitely continue to work hard" Yang Keer smiled happily.

"Whew" Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a sigh of relief.

After resting for a while, the two of them went on the road again, Zhang Xiaoqiang rode on the bicycle, and Yang Keer sat on the beam.

As I rode it, the bike began to shake, and when I got out of the bike, I realized that the front tire of the bicycle had been scratched and had been deflated.

"Kao, unlucky" Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded secretly.

"Change the car, come down," shouted at Yang Ke'er.

"What kind of car? Uncle," Yang Keer asked, staying firmly on the beam of the bicycle.

"Route 11," Zhang Xiaoqiang said to her as he took off the jerky from the back shelf.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked on the country road with dried meat on his back, Yang Keer followed with a sniper crossbow, and a lonely bicycle in the distance behind him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was panting with dried meat on his back, and Yang Keer shouted on the side that he was tired and wanted to rest. I looked at the sky and it was a little dark, and it was not far from night.

Not far away, a small two-story western-style building sits alone on the edge of the farmland, surrounded by no obstacles, and naturally there are no ubiquitous corpses.

Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to spend the night in that small western-style building tonight, until the last time he was blocked in the house by D2, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a sense of rejection in the house, but after the bonfire attracted mutant beasts at night, he still felt that the house was safer than the wild.

It was a typical peasant house, the small building was a few years old, the white exterior tiles were no longer bright, and the foundation under the corner was covered with withered and yellow moss. The cement floor in front of the building has many narrow and tiny cracks.

The stainless steel doors and windows of the small building were locked tightly, "dang, dang, dang" Zhang Xiaoqiang hammered the door a few times, and then stuck to the iron door to listen to the movement in the house, and the room was quiet.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few steps back and looked at the small building, trying to find a place to turn in.

"Uncle, what are you looking for?" Yang Keer looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang's movements and asked.

"Don't bother me, don't you see I'm trying to figure out how to get in?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little annoyed.

"If you can't do it below, just from above!" Yang Ke'er angrily pouted at the second floor.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the second floor, there was a balcony above the door, there was a glass door behind the balcony, and it was not clear on the first floor that the door lock was not locked, even if it was locked, it didn't matter, didn't there be a hammer?

Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Keer to step on his shoulders and climb up, go inside, go down to the first floor and open the door again.

"Uncle, there may be a monster in it!" Yang Ke'er's expression was a little evasive.

"Are you still afraid of zombies?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked rhetorically.

"Oh, I'm not afraid now." Yang Ke'er remembered that he fought against the zombies today and won the victory.

"Look at the dot, step on my face."

"I'm sorry, it's just a little bit close, it's really just a little bit close!"

"Forget it, you step on my head, count me unlucky!"

"Uncle, I can't reach it, or if I come down, you will step on me, right?"

"Just your little body got me? Ready, up! Zhang Xiaoqiang held Yang Keer's soles and lifted them up.

Yang Ke'er's feet disappeared after a few blind strokes in the air. "Uncle, you wait for me, I'll open the door" Yang Ke'er's voice was still outside, and the person had disappeared behind the glass door.

The iron door of "Ka Cha" was opened, "Uncle, it's so dark inside, I'm so scared!" Yang Keer said to Zhang Xiaoqiang with palpitations.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored her and entered the house in a flash, she was not popular for a long time, and the room seemed a little cloudy. Inside is a hall room, on the wall facing the door hangs a portrait of the birthday star, and on the cabinet next to the portrait there is also a porcelain statue of Mao and the chairman that can no longer be seen. The decoration is very ordinary, and the white tiles on the ground are a little discolored and yellow.

Zhang Xiaoqiang went around on the first floor and found the kitchen, all the kitchen was empty except for the water tank, there was no oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and rice, and even the rats came in tears when they came in.

There is a passage next to the kitchen, which leads down the corridor to the back of the building, and there is a small courtyard at the back, with several earthen rooms on both sides, one is a carport, and there are some tire tools scattered in the corner, and the other is a firewood room. There are also two rooms, one is a pigsty and the other is a fire cage room, and there is naturally no bacon in the countryside where cured meat is smoked. There was an iron fence gate in the small courtyard leading to the back of the hill, and the iron gate was locked by a general.

"The homeowner escaped the virus and fled in a car with food supplies. There is still time to lock the front and rear doors," Zhang Xiaoqiang guessed.

The downstairs room is the bedroom for the elderly, and it is full of old furniture and wooden beds. The rest were used as storehouses, and a little rice was scattered on the floor.

On the second floor is the living room, a living room with three bedrooms, a living room with wooden floors, a queen size sofa, and an upscale home theater. The three bedrooms are covered with quilt covers, so you can sleep straight away.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer had dinner, boiled the bath water in the big pot in the kitchen, and took a bath happily.

"You sleep inside, I sleep in the living room, pay attention to whether there is any movement at night, don't sleep too hard." Before going to bed, Zhang Xiaoqiang explained to Yang Keer.

"Got it, wordy, oh, it's been a long time since I've slept in a bed!" Yang Keer cheered into the bedroom.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the sofa and covered the quilt with his eyes closed, the saber was placed in his hand, the sofa was soft and comfortable, so that Zhang Xiaoqiang relaxed and soon fell asleep.

An iron pipe stabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach, Zhang Xiaoqiang was unconscious, scratched his hand and continued to sleep, the iron pipe slapped Zhang Xiaoqiang's face again, Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes violently.

A dazzling flashlight shot from the opposite side, shaking Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't open his eyes. A figure is behind a flashlight.

It took a while for Zhang Xiaoqiang to get used to squinting at the situation in front of him, an earthen shotgun pointed at him, and the light of the flashlight patrolled around him to find the hidden weapon.

"Who are you?" The figure on the other side asked, listening to the voice should not be very old.

"I'm a survivor! Take refuge here for the time being! Zhang Xiaoqiang said honestly.

"I don't care if you're some damn survivor or not, why are you in my house? Say! The figure was a little angry.

"You put down the gun first and listen to me, I'm not a bad person." Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded.

"You told me to put down my gun in my house? Yes? You deserve to die. The man broke out, and the butt of the "bang" gun smashed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, and Zhang Xiaoqiang covered his face and wanted to continue to persuade.

"Don't move, I will kill you if I move again!" Yang Keer also came out with a sniper crossbow to join in the fun.