Dressing up as a fake zombie is okay in the Legendary Journey, but in this realistic world, no one knows if it can be done like this. With such a theory, Zhang Xiaodao decided to take a risk. The current environment dictates that we must also give it a try, otherwise we will sit back and wait for death, or run away and die, and be displaced, which is definitely not a way.

Although there is such a theory, but the action is risky, and now outside, there are many zombies, out of the road? Who knows if Lu Dao can come back! In the midst of makeup, Zhang Xiaodao's mood was seven up and eight down. In the midst of all the armament, a new price has emerged. If you don't want to be close to your body by the flesh and blood of zombies, you must be armed, once you are armed, the weather in the morning will already feel hot and dry. And the smell of these cosmetics is super unpleasant, and with such a shape, Zhang Xiaodao feels that this is really not a job that people can do! But! Have to! Bear with it! Gotta do it! Gotta wipe more! Thickly coated!

After all the smearing was done, except for his own nose, Zhang Xiaodao's whole body was almost a blood-red embarrassment! Strange smell! And disgusting! A raincoat outside! Wrapped his body a lot! Cover your face! It's terrifying! It's terrifying!

It's time to leave!

Zhang Xiaodao saw Han Qingfang standing silently on the balcony......

Looking at Han Qingfang bathed in the morning sun, Zhang Xiaodao felt that she was almost a lonely flower blooming in this world.

No one could understand Han Qingfang's mood at this time.

But Zhang Xiaodao can deeply feel everything in her heart.

At this time, Han Qingfang almost had nothing......

I don't have a safe house of my own. Without his quiet life, without the people he loves, without his parents and relatives, and even if it is a cup of hot water and a bowl of hot noodles, there is no more?

And the world of the world? Is such a world still worth having? To face it? For what? Is it pain? Is it parting? Is it to swallow your anger and be bullied? Han Qingfang felt vague and indifferent......

Han Qingfang stood in the morning breeze on the balcony, and the fluttering hem of her clothes gave out a lot of lonely and lonely tastes......

Zhang Xiaodao couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Said with his eyes. I'm out of the woods. Then he put on his sunglasses, quietly opened the door, and went out......

Han Qingfang quietly looked at everything in front of her, and there was almost nothing that was unacceptable. Listen to the lock of the gate. She looked at the newborn sun. I appreciated the taste of freedom......

Zhang Xiaodao went out.

There were a lot of zombies roaming the streets outside. But there is no sharp gaze in the eyes! And turn your head to pay attention! Worried about the first contact through. Zhang Xiaodao immediately plucked up the courage to walk out.

Come out and walk away. It's almost like brushing shoulders with zombies, and while the heart is pounding, there is also a taste of joy.

A fake zombie quietly walked out of the side street. He seemed to feel a taste of amazement.

If you want to walk in the world of ghosts, you may have to change into the appearance of a ghost. Occasionally, Zhang Xiaodao felt a taste of worry and fear. It wasn't himself who was worried and scared, but Han Qingfang who was standing alone on the balcony.

Walking through the streets here, feeling the drift and decline outside, Zhang Xiaodao alone considers the things in front of him and the feelings in his heart. I endured the heat of the stove and the unbearable smell of nausea, and the ultimate goal seemed to be to survive. And Han Qingfang dressed herself up noble and beautiful, and dared to shoot and stab terror, but she gloomy life and death, and looked down on the future. It seems that living one day is a day, how to be chic.

Zhang Xiaodao had to admit that Han Qingfang's spiritual realm had reached a considerable height. If you compare yourself to an amphibian, then Han Qingfang's situation is like a fish coming to shore from the water! Life without water! Struggle! Crazy struggle! Jump on the shore! Throb! Intense restlessness of the spirit! All of these things seem to be in gestation, but I don't know where she will choose to go next? One way is to die in a struggle! Chic, noble, beautiful death! One is to get rid of the painful torment and become an amphibian with hope of survival! The last road is the most terrible road! Then choose to live! A struggling fish! Change out of the legs! Change the claw! Sharpen your teeth! In this world! No one can bully themselves! After becoming a mutation! The queen who lives in the dark!

Zhang Xiaodao was scared because he had almost no ability to help Han Qingfang gain hope. And Han Qingfang's personality and current ability! Once dead, or mutated! It will be a gradual terror that will be born out of the calm.

Zombies are terrible direct!

But people. I don't know what kind of person I will be tormented by pain! You can become almost all of your unaware demons.

Zhang Xiaodao walked quietly on the way to Xiao Baolan's house, thinking about what he was thinking, and accidentally closed his eyes helplessly. He didn't know how Han Qingfang could pass this level. ……

On the street, it is chaotic, and the arms and legs are almost just walking and seeing, and the zombies who stroll, bowing their heads, wandering around, there are men and women, old and young, the same color, is vicious. After marching into the community where Xiao Baolan's house was located, Zhang Xiaodao pressed his heart and prepared to go to Xiao Baolan's house again to see what the situation and clues were.

A fake zombie wearing a cyan raincoat, with a hat brim exposed, wearing big sunglasses that can't see his eyes, and a body full of flesh and blood! Mixed in the world of zombies, it is also convenient to walk. Occasionally, he would make some movements, exploring how he could swim like a fish in water in this world of killing.

The smell is all over the body, and the flies are buzzing and whirling. With a fake and real appearance, it is almost impermeable, although it really comes out, but the taste of this, only the fake zombies themselves know the way. And this price is worth paying.

When I arrived downstairs at Xiao Baolan's house, the glass of the building on both sides was broken, and the inside and outside were full of eyes! It's a dead color. If only it was under the moonlight now! Being in the ghost domain, the cold hair suddenly rose, and occasionally there were one or two ghost screams, thinking about this, Zhang Xiaodao almost shuddered.

Entering the corridor of Xiao Baolan's house, the door here was not closed, and when he came to this familiar place again, Zhang Xiaodao's heart shook a lot of waves, and now, things are wrong, those who have left have left, and those who don't know where they have gone. Walking to the second floor, from the sunglasses, the fake zombie saw the old lady who had stabbed himself with a stick, at this time, the old lady turned out to be a vicious zombie, half of the blood color has condensed and changed color, and now it is using its own head, one by one against the door of its former home, as if it wants to enter, or revisit the old place, or find its final destination.

The fake zombie carried a machete in one hand and his gun in the raincoat in the other, and he tried not to reveal his wheezing and scared look. Slowly walking past this zombie, he didn't make eye contact, but he was busy with his own things, going his own way, and not disturbing each other. Passing by, the movement is produced from time to time, but it is not observant, not disturbed, Zhang Xiaodao does not know how these zombies distinguish food from the same kind, maybe they still need to explore, maybe their own appearance, enough smell! Enough blood! Enough to fill them with the same viruses.

When I came to the door I had entered, I almost remembered the past! But it seems like a long time ago! It seems too far away! It's like a world away! Zhang Xiaodao entered Xiao Baolan's house in his own way. Slowly open the door. …… Yet inside...... Not a single one. And the food bag he once brought is still lying on the sofa here. ……

With a look, Zhang Xiaodao's heart was almost confused again? Where the hell have they gone? Why did you go? Is he? Can anyone tell me?????? ……

The door was shut.

Zhang Xiaodao was lying on the floor in the living room, he felt so tired, so confused, so he needed to breathe, gasping for breath, natural for breathing, and forgetting everything......

Wheezing for a while!

What did you feel gradually?

Zhang Xiaodao felt the price of impersonating a fake zombie!

I didn't feel it at first, but then I felt more and more that it stinked to death, it was simply a foul smell, and it was like a steamer all over my body, uncomfortable!

I didn't care about it, so I started to take off my clothes, and after taking off the outer skin, the clothes inside were inevitably contaminated with a smelly virus. Especially on the legs, almost all of them are covered with skin. Seeing all this in front of him, Zhang Xiaodao only felt that he couldn't go to death, but go? Every step is hard. I found a towel and wiped myself clean, and at this time, Zhang Xiaodao, except for his underwear, was almost naked.

The smell was pervasive in the room, and Zhang Xiaodao threw all his disguise to the balcony and closed the door. After opening a window, the air slowly improved.

The next thing, wash your hands, you can wash it six or seven times, although she is wearing plastic gloves, Zhang Xiaodao is worried about the virus. Fortunately, Xiao Baolan still has some water at home. After he got himself right, he immediately ate here, and he didn't eat anything for a day or two, and he didn't have any water to drink, and this feeling was almost like tormenting in a little bit of time.

After eating some snacks and drinking enough water, I felt much more comfortable. The weather is getting hotter. At this time, Zhang Xiaodao felt his head big at the thought of putting on that zombie costume again. Lying on the sofa, he rested while drinking and eating snacks.

The weather is hot, a section of the journey is quite mentally and physically exhausted, lying here, feeling Xiao Baolan's home, in the aftertaste, Zhang Xiaodao quietly fell asleep. …… (To be continued......)