Feng Haiqi flashed such a picture in his mind: in the kitchen of the café, a zombie was lying quietly on the ground, and a large puddle of gasoline was poured on the kitchen floor, at this time, the three young men on the cash truck vigilantly pushed the door in, however, they had not noticed the zombie lying on the ground, the zombie had already played the lighter in his hand, the gasoline was detonated, and the three young men were killed and burned to death without firing a shot.

Feng Haiqi stumbled to the parking lot, looking at the 5 corpses that had been gnawed to the point of only white bones, looking at the blast gun that was thrown aside and exploded by the bullets detonated by the high temperature of the fire, and his clenched fists almost pinched out the blood in his palms - that female corpse was the most terrifying corpse he had ever seen!

Under its leadership, the stupid zombies can actually make such complex actions and set such vicious traps! No, no, these actions are not complicated, if you break down each link in this trap, in fact, every zombie has to do a very simple action - lie on the ground, press the lighter, wrap the wire rope around the tree, and pounce in front of the windshield when the car passes by......

But such a simple combination of actions has become a five-person combat team with a cash truck and explosion-proof guns, and the team is wiped out in an instant!

Feng Haiqi remembered that Wang Lu had analyzed that the awakening of zombie instinct and wisdom was an unstoppable process, and the difference was only in the speed of this process. Could it be that the zombies are so smart now? No, this is impossible, the zombies that Feng Haiqi observed today, and even the IQ of the intelligent corpse is far from enough to lay such a trap, the only answer is the mysterious female intelligent corpse, it is under its command that the zombies have completed such a miraculous hunting operation.

What a terrifying female corpse!

Feng Haiqi was afraid for a while, but fortunately, the intuition inherited from the battlefield made him sense the danger, so he stopped and hid to observe, otherwise, it would be himself who was burned into a torch.

The flames of the café jumped in Feng Haiqi's eyes. Feng Haiqi mourned to death - such a terrifying female corpse occupied the café, so Jiang Lin'er and Feng Shiqi's mother and daughter, who were originally hiding here, had only one word of death.

Feng Haiqi had an impulse to run into the sea of fire to find clues that his wife and daughter might have left behind, maybe it was a piece of paper, maybe it was a word left on another mirror, but he listened to the crackling sound coming from the sea of fire. The sound of glass breaking, Feng Haiqi knew that even if there was any clue, it would be reduced to ashes in the fire.

Feng Haiqi felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart, no matter how strong his personal ability was, in this troubled world, he was just like a straw stalk, and he couldn't resist under the tricks of fate.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little envious of Wang Lu. This website editor who is not diligent and does not distinguish between grains and grains is simply a cloud of judgment compared to his own personal ability. But now, Wang Lu is leading his family to live a happy life like a pig in Yashan, surrounded by either relatives or friends, but he doesn't even know where his wife and daughter are.

Feng Haiqi dragged his feet, planning to leave the parking lot, return to the motor boat, and then think about finding his family.

At this moment, another explosion was heard in the café. The fire burst out all of a sudden, and Feng Haiqi subconsciously flashed into the woodland next to the parking lot, and his eyes suddenly froze - in the woodland. There is a small dirt bag.

The dirt bag is not big, and it is easy for people passing by to miss it, Feng Haiqi has been staring at the café from beginning to end, and he will not notice this small dirt bag in the forest.

But there was one thing in front of the dirt bag that caught his attention - it was a café-like base for a la carte menu, made of plastic, with a triangular bottom and two clear plastic on top, and menus were usually sandwiched between the two pieces of plastic. …,

The base of the la carte menu is crooked in front of the dirt bag, which is strange, who brought it here? Living? Or zombies?

Feng Haiqi took a few steps over, picked up the base of the menu from the front of the dirt bag, and between the two pieces of transparent plastic was a piece of white paper, on which a line of words was written, Feng Haiqi only glanced at it and was stunned.

The words are written in a red ballpoint pen, probably because they have been wet in the rain, and the handwriting has melted a little, but they are still legible.

The tomb of the loving mother Jiang Lin'er

Feng Haiqi's knees weakened, and he knelt down in front of the dirt bag, which was actually the tomb of his wife Jiang Lin'er!

In countless sleepless nights, Feng Haiqi silently said to himself in his heart, everything must be resigned to fate, no one can guarantee that Jiang Lin'er and Feng Shiqi are alive, he has gone through thousands of difficulties and dangers, and found the urban area from the hinterland of Siming Mountain to find the mother and daughter, that is to do their best, and whether they can live or not, they can only obey the destiny of heaven, they cannot be forced, and it is useless to force them.

Feng Haiqi had already prepared for the death of his loved ones in his heart, however, when he really faced the tomb of his wife Jiang Lin'er, he still couldn't control himself, and in this city full of zombies, he sat on the grass and burst into tears.

Feng Haiqi's hands trembled, stroking the turf covered on the small dirt bag, and for a moment, he seemed to want to dig up the dirt bag with a pair of empty hands, and see his wife for the last time.

But he finally held back and let the dead rest in peace, all the suffering she had endured was over.

Feng Haiqi intuitively knew that the body of his wife Jiang Lin'er in the dirt bag would not be complete, because this tomb was not big enough to bury the body of an adult, and what was buried in it could only be a part of his wife Jiang Lin'er's body.

How Jiang Lin'er died, only her daughter Feng Shiqi knows.

That's right, this grave was piled up by Feng Shiqi.

Feng Haiqi looked at the base of the order menu in his hand, and finally felt a little relieved in the pain of losing his lover - this handwriting was his daughter Feng Shiqi's.

No matter how his wife Jiang Lin'er died, Feng Shiqi must be out of danger, otherwise, she would not have dug a grave for her mother, and she could also use the base of the order menu to make a simple tombstone.

So, where will Feng Shiqi be? She must have left the café, but where she went, she became a mystery again.

Feng Haiqi wiped away his tears and patted the turf of the grave - covering the grave with turf is a custom in the Yonggang City, and every year when going to the grave to worship the ancestors, people will dig some turf nearby and cover it on the grave.

Feng Haiqi muttered: "Old woman, you are still one step ahead of me, when you used to joke, you always said that you should go one step ahead of me, because it is too lonely to live alone." I said that you are younger than me, and I must have left first, but I didn't expect to fight and fight, or you left me first. I'm sorry, old woman, I can't come down to accompany you, our daughter still needs me to take care of you. If you have spirit, tell me. Guide me to my daughter. You can die, I can die, our daughter can't die, how young she is, she should live well. ”

Feng Haiqi stood up from the grave on his knees, and subconsciously clapped his hands, because there were a few grass stalks on the grave between his fingers, and the grass stems were half withered and half green, which were caught between his fingers when he was chattering and patting the grave bag.

Feng Haiqi was suddenly stunned. Stare at the grass stalks between your fingers!

The stalk of the grass did not wither completely. It's obvious. Feng Shiqi dug up the turf in the forest meadow, took out the soil, buried her mother's body in it, and finally put the mound on the soil and covered the turf with the grave.

This turf is a common dwarf Bermuda grass, which has long since broken its roots, although there is rain. But it's a hot summer, and it's impossible to survive for long, but the grass still has a little greenery. It shows that the root breaking time is not long, never more than a week. …,

In other words, a week ago, Feng Shiqi was still here!

Feng Haiqi was indescribably excited in his heart, his daughter is still alive, she must be alive, she is somewhere in this city.

Feng Haiqi suddenly turned around and rushed into the café, rushed into the kitchen with a fire, and after a while, he came out with a hand-held fire extinguisher and sprayed the fire.

He is actually putting out the fire, yes, Feng Haiqi wants to put out the fire in the café.

Because of this moment, he made up his mind to live in this café, in the place where his wife and daughter once lived.

This city is too big, this world is too big, it is impossible for me to look for my daughter who doesn't know where I am, but the tomb of my mother Jiang Lin'er is here, and one day, my daughter will come to pay respects to her, and at that time, I can see my daughter by sticking to the café. Although this trick seems silly, it is the only way he can think of it.

Maybe God blessed, there was a sudden thunderstorm in the world, and the rain put out the fire in the café a lot, plus Feng Haiqi found a few fire extinguishers from the kitchen, attacked inside and outside, and really extinguished the fire.

Feng Haiqi wiped the rain on his face, looked at the café, and was still very satisfied, the fire only burned the soft decoration of the interior, and burned a few pieces of glass, but the overall building structure was not damaged, and it was no problem for the occupants. Moreover, there are many supermarkets around Yinzhou Park, so there is no big problem if you want to survive.

Of course, zombies in the city are a big problem, and a small café is not a strong fortress if there are a large number of zombies running into this park.

But Feng Haiqi is quite sure in his heart, he believes that for a long time, there will be no zombies in the park, the reason is very simple, because of the female corpse.

The female corpse with a very high IQ used to use the café as a base, and because of it, other zombies did not dare to come to the park easily, this is like a forest, the tiger's lair makes other animals retreat, and now although the female corpse has left with its men, but the surrounding zombies do not know the inside story, they will habitually avoid Yinzhou Park.

Therefore, thanks to the blessing of the female corpse, Feng Haiqi lives in the park, and for a long time, it is still safe. This time is enough for Feng Haiqi to find his daughter.

When Feng Haiqi was grief-stricken by the death of his wife in Yinzhou Park, Wang Lu enjoyed his rare and leisurely life in Yashan.

At this moment, Wang Lu and Wang Bian were standing in front of the sheets that served as the curtain of the bathroom door with wide eyes, and Wang Lu yelled: "I'll come first." ”

Wang Bi'an was not to be outdone: "Obviously, I came first." ”

"Let me go first. I can't wait. "Wang Lu Road.

Wang Bi'an jumped to his feet: "I'm about to come out." ”

There was no way, Wang Luyi stretched out his hand: "Fist paper, scissors." ”

Wang Bian punched, Wang Lu came out of the cloth, and Wang Bian, who lost, ran to the outside of the Dragon King Temple with his legs between his legs, Wang Lu smiled flatteringly into the door curtain: "Wife, are you okay?" ”

Chen Wei whispered inside: "You wait, I, I'm a little uncomfortable." ”

Hey, Wang Lu pinched his fingers, it seems that it happened to be Chen Wei's one who came these days-alas, it seems that last night's efforts were useless, but it's a pity that he still thinks about having another child--he handed over a lot of public food.

There was a small noise inside for a long time, and finally I heard the sound of the toilet pumping, and after a while, Chen Wei opened the door curtain and walked out. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his hands were still covering his lower abdomen.

Although Wang Lu was so anxious that he was in a hurry, he still asked doggedly, "Are you okay?" There are a lot of words, do you want me to rub them for you. ”

Chen Wei was just about to nod, but in a blink of an eye, she saw a figure hurriedly running in the courtyard, it was not Xie Ling, and hurriedly said: "No need, I'll go back to the room and lie down for a while, today's breakfast will trouble you." ”…,

Wang Lugang answered. Stretched out his hand to open the door curtain to enter the bathroom, the figure flashed, Xie Ling had already squeezed in from the side, and pushed him casually: "Hurry up and get out of the way." ”

Wang Lu stood in front of the still shaky door curtain in a daze: "That, I'll come first." ”

The sound of tidying up clothes came from inside, as well as Xie Ling's fierce voice: "It's annoying!" ”

It's so angry. Wang Lu touched his nose and suddenly thought that Xie Ling's one was synchronized with Chen Wei, so in this way, she also "came" today. No wonder the temper is so bad.

Wang Lu clamped his legs and followed Wang Bi'an's example. A smoke ran to the outside of the Dragon King Temple, the bathroom is not used for a while, we living people can not be suffocated by urine, unlucky, obviously there is a modern bathroom, why do you have to urinate in the forest, this urine is also counted. Every time I poop, I was bitten to death by grass mosquitoes.

This morning, Chen Wei and Xie Ling were lying in the bedroom because they were not feeling well. Only Wang Lu made breakfast for Wang Bi'an.

Wang Lu washed his face and asked Wang Bi'an, "What do you want to eat in the morning?" In fact, he asked casually, thinking that he would send Wang Bi'an away by burning a bowl of instant noodles and adding a red sausage.

Unexpectedly, Wang Bi'an looked at him and said, "Dad, I want to eat pancakes." ”

Tianjin pancakes and fruits, the grandfather and son did not eat less before, add eggs and crispy oil strips, add red sausages, tussah and spicy sauce, and eat a round belly.

Wang Lu couldn't cry or laugh: "You kid really think, how can I make pancakes and fruits for you to eat?" There are no tools. ”

"Who said no, there are tools." Wang Bian said.

There are really tools, a complete set of Tianjin pancakes and fruits, iron plates, bamboo dragonflies, shovels, brushes, scrapers - Wang Lu was dumbfounded, and asked Wang Bi'an for a long time: "Where did this come from?" ”

Wang Bi'an said: "Uncle Zhou sent it up the mountain last night. ”

In the past few days, Zhou Chunyu took Shen Mugu and Qian Zhengang to Yinjiang Town to fight zombies to collect materials, and the materials he got were usually Yashan, the Health Center, and Mingfeng Villa in triplicate.

The things sent up the mountain have always been cleaned up by Wang Bi'an, and then stored in the grotto, there are all kinds of messy things, but I didn't expect that now even the pancakes and fruits have been got-this, isn't this life a little too ridiculous?

In fact, it's not bad to relax and live a ridiculous life once in a while, Wang Lu decided, just make pancakes and fruits, we are now living a landlord's life, pancakes and fruits have to beat eggs, one is not enough to get two.

Wang Lu also tried to make pancakes and fruits at home before, but he used a frying pan, but now he has a full set of household goods in hand, and he is also a little itchy, so he decided to show his hand in front of Wang Bi'an.

After rummaging in the kitchen for a while, I found small bags of mung bean flour, millet flour, soybean flour and high-gluten flour, and now whole grains are very popular with the concept of healthy eating, so even in the Jiangnan area, where rice is the staple food, all kinds of cereals are popular in supermarkets, which is not uncommon.

Wang Lu mixed all kinds of noodles together in a 1:1 amount, stirred with cold boiled water, beat an egg, only took the egg white and mixed it in, and finally added salt, monosodium glutamate and five-spice powder.

Next to him, Wang Bi'an had already cut the green onions, the tussah foam, a few red sausages that had been peeled and packaged, and a piece of tofu milk was taken and mashed to serve as a sweet sauce.

Wang Lu added a handful of firewood to the stove, pressed the low fire, put an iron plate with a diameter of 40 centimeters on the stove, smeared fragrant peanut oil on the board, and then scooped a spoonful of multigrain batter, poured it on the iron plate, and flattened it with bamboo dragonflies. The hands are a little raw, the batter is a little sticky, it is a little soft when it is spread, and there are holes in the dough, Wang Lu hurriedly beat an egg, spread it to repair the hole, quickly sprinkle the green onions, turn it over with a shovel, and then sprinkle the oak cabbage, red sausage, smear the bean curd, and finally wrap it up, and it is done.

I didn't master the heat well, and the cake was a little burnt, but although it didn't look good, Wang Bi'an ate very happily, and actually stayed by the stove, ate three times in a row, and then hiccuped, licked the corners of his mouth and said: "If only there were fritters and thin crispy." ”

Wang Lu doesn't know how to make thin crispy, but he once made fried fritters, because he was scared by adding Mingji and laundry detergent outside, and fried fritters in the gutter, so he once tinkered at home, and the fritters were just fried noodles, the key was that there was more oil, so I was heartbroken and didn't dare to do it again after doing it a few times.

Wang Lu also understands a little why the hawker uses gutter oil, and the one with a better conscience also uses overnight old oil, which really can't afford to hurt, it's too oil-intensive. After Wang Lu fried the fritters, he was reluctant to pour all the old oil, so he still used it for stir-frying, and it took 5 or 6 days to use it up.

It's a little too late to make dough dough today, Wang Lu smiled at Wang Bi'an and scolded: "You boy, okay, I'll make you fritters tomorrow." Again, what we have now is money, isn't it oil? In the back mountains, peanut oil, tea seed oil, rice bran oil, and olive oil are barrels and barrels, and no one eats genetically modified soybean oil.

Wang Lu Ba'er made two more pancakes, and sent them to the bedroom with the newly squeezed goat's milk - hurry up, now is a good time to pat the lady's concubine's ass......,