Another week later.

Wang Lu took a plate of mustard, snorted and picked up the rice, and quickly finished eating. As soon as he put the chopsticks down, he wiped his mouth and said vaguely: "I'll go down the mountain today." ”

Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an were eating with their heads buried in their heads, and no one noticed Wang Lu's words.

Wang Lu coughed in embarrassment, and raised his voice slightly: "I'm going down the mountain today!" ”

Wang Bi'an was stunned, raised his head from the rice bowl, there was still a grain of rice stuck to the tip of his nose, and he immediately cheered: "There is meat to eat." ”

Chen Wei wiped off the rice on the tip of Wang Bi'an's nose and waved her hand lazily: "Go, go, go." "This dead fat man, he could have gone down the mountain a long time ago, last night, he touched his side and said that he wanted to "tickle" - God, Wang Bi'an slept beside him, in order to kick this guy off the bed, the two of them fought for a long time like a fork in the Peking Opera like a fork in the road, although Wang Lu was kicked out of bed by his own foot, but he was also tired and panting, more tired than "tickling".

Wang Lu felt that he was not taken seriously, cried and mourned, stood up, deliberately walked back and forth in front of Chen Wei a few times, and stretched the injured leg.

Chen Wei didn't even squint her eyes - a small sample, pretend, continue to pretend. The wound couldn't have healed better, and the new pink skin was as tender as the little BB's ass in the baby diaper commercial.

Wang Bian pestered Wang Lu: "Dad, I want to eat red sausages and hillbilly chicken wings, it would be better if I found some beef jerky from the supermarket." ”

Sure enough, the fat man was not pleasant, Wang Lu, who was disgusted by dogs, was gray, and after breakfast, he didn't rest for a while, sorted out the woodcutter, crossbow arrows, and walkie-talkie, and went down the mountain.

This time, the walkie-talkie was on all day. Chen Wei spoke: Is electricity important or life important? Walkie-talkie,It's for emergency help.,What a scheduled call.,It's a P.。

Wang Lu has been injured so far, and he has not told Chen Wei the reason, but Chen Wei vaguely guessed that it was related to the woman Wang Lu rescued from the town below the mountain that day - one moment he said that he would take her back to the mountain for dinner, and the next moment, Wang Lu was covered in blood and "crawled" back, and this answer was almost imminent.

But Chen Wei is a smart woman, and a smart woman is - when men stand in the way of their faces, they will never puncture their poor and innocent self-esteem.

When Wang Lu takes the initiative to say it, just listen to it again. Then again, no matter what happens, Wang Lu is still alive now, isn't he? That's enough.

As for that woman, her life and death have nothing to do with Wang Lu's family even a dime.

All the way down the mountain.

On the mountain road, Wang Lu was still lying on the cliff mouth where Chen Wei said, smashing the zombie down the mountain, and looked at Lu Xia for a while, trying to find the zombie with the arrow on his body. Naturally, I saw nothing but rocks and bushes.

Wang Lu touched the bag containing the arrows, okay, now there are only 10 arrows left.

The primary upgrade artifact clip was also lost in town.

You have to get the trap back before you can start work.

Wang Lu dragged his feet to the entrance of Yinjiang Town, and before he entered the town, he glanced at it from a distance - a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

On the street that had been cleaned up, zombies reappeared!

It's like mushrooms growing in the forest, and after a shower of rain, they all come out of thin air.

Wang Lu was dumbfounded for a while, until a zombie found Wang Lu's figure and screamed and pounced, then he ran away.

ran out of Yinjiang Town, ran to the boat by the river, untied the cable, and rowed to the center of the river, Wang Lu thought he was safe.

He quickly pondered the taste.

The new zombies on the street must have been attracted by their own blood that day and chased them from the center of town.

When the thunderstorm washed away the blood droplets, and the zombies lost their target, they wandered around aimlessly.

This is really, after half a lifetime of hard work, I returned to the pre-liberation period overnight!

Co-authored, I tossed the monsters for a month in vain.

Wang Lu remembered the memory of playing "Sword and Fairy Ranger" N years ago, after cleaning up a maze, he finally turned out, only to find that he forgot to blow up a certain prop, so he went back to the maze, and in the palace, a bunch of monsters were newly brushed out.

Wang Lu wants to cry without tears - Lao Tzu is not here to brush up on monsters and experience.

What's even worse is that this artifact beast clip was lost in front of the long-haired woman's building - such a long road, so many zombies on the road, Wang Lu didn't know what year and month it would take to retrieve this "lost artifact". ,

Damn, you can make a copy of this difficulty!

Although his face was sad and his mouth was babbling, Wang Lu figured it out and immediately took action-Wang Bian was still waiting for the meat to be eaten.

After confirming the safety of the perimeter, he rowed a boat to the shore and sneaked along the road through the town to the entrance of the town.

Front, it is the old farmer's house where Wang Lu killed his wife and committed suicide when he first went to the town to fight zombies.

Wang Lu trotted to the door of the small building, looked left and right, and no zombies found him - he picked up a flower pot on the left side of the door, touched his hand, and took out a key from under the flower pot.

Poke the key in the keyhole and turn it slightly.

The door creaked softly and opened.

This is not the only "back door key" left by Wang Lu, in fact, every time he searches and cleans a building, Wang Lu will try to find the door key - this is actually quite easy to find, every household will have a few spare keys, and usually placed in the living room, on the coffee table, at the entrance to the entrance, in the drawer of the TV cabinet, as long as you are careful, you can always find it.

Then, Wang Lu stuffed the key under the flower pot outside the door, under the bottom of the stone.

There's no need to ask for more concealment, anyway, zombies don't even have the IQ to find the key.

Entered the door and closed it with his backhand.

Wang Lu walked through the living room, went upstairs, and when he passed the door of the old man who committed suicide on the second floor, Wang Lu folded his hands - old man, I am disturbing you again - from the spare ladder, to the roof.

Standing on the roof of the building, Wang Lu looked at the green tile roofs of the houses in Yinjiang Town. He tightened the belt of his pants - Super Heavy Spider-Man, back.

Hour after hour passed.

It's really unwilling.

For a whole morning, Wang Lu climbed up and down on the rooftops of Yinjiang Town, but he didn't get anything.

It turned out that the valuable things in the homes that I had been there had already been looted clean.

I wanted to go downstairs to the storefront on the street to look for it, but the zombies on the street made it impossible for me to settle down.

That sorrow, almost sent out Wang Lu's hot sores.

In other words, people are in a hurry to get into bed and dogs jump over the wall, and Wang Lu came up with a bad idea - fishing.

Wang Lu is lying on the balcony on the second floor of a house facing the street, opposite a common small grocery store, and on the shelves inside, you can see bags of packaged convenience foods such as red sausages, chicken wings, and crispy corners.

Wang Lu raised the crossbow and aimed at a pack of red sausages on the shelf from a distance, and with a snap of his fingers, the arrow flew out, and with a bang, it fell short and shot on the shelf.

Wang Lu grabbed the arrow that bounced off the ground in the store and retreated casually - it turned out that he had tied the fishing line to the tail of the arrow so that the arrow could be recovered.

Retrieve the arrows, reload them, and straighten the fishing line so that they don't get entangled with each other when they shoot out.

Wang Lu aimed at the shelves across the street again, pounced, and shot empty again, this time on a bag of wonderful crispy corners, and the fishing line was pulled, and the arrow withdrew from the thin bag, and not even a single hair was caught.

Arrow after arrow, either missed, or because there was no barb on the arrow, it could not hook something, and when it was brought back, the thing that was shot slipped off the arrow again.

The zombies on the street came and went, and Wang Lu had to avoid the zombies from time to time, lest the fishing line at the end of the arrow get entangled in any zombie that did not open his eyes.

In a word, how much trouble to have, how boring to be how boring, to shoot, to carry back, to shoot, to carry back......

Finally, an arrow hit a bag of red sausages, and magically pierced the entire bag, and the whole arrow came out from the other side.

Wang Lu was so happy that he almost jumped off the balcony.

Hurriedly to the recycling line.

Because the tail of an arrow was jammed, the whole bag of red sausage was dragged out.

The red intestine is much heavier than an arrow, and Wang Lu is afraid that the action will be too big, so the hole will be widened, and if the tail wing falls off again, it can really be killed headlong, so he can only drag it on the concrete floor on the street and pull it back little by little.

Seeing that the red sausage had already crossed the center of the street, Wang Lu's eyes flashed, and he secretly screamed bitterly.

A zombie, swaying, walked towards the red sausage on the ground.

Damn, pedestrians - no, no, the walking corpse has to take the sidewalk, why don't you ignore the traffic rules and run to the motorway. Quality, quality!

Wang Lu hurriedly put down a large section of the fishing line, and let the line lie flat on the ground, so that the zombies would not be hung up.

But his heart was soon hung up again, and the zombie was stunned and rushed towards the red intestine, kicked on the red intestine bag, and walked away. ,

I'll circle you with a fork! Wang Lu was so angry that he was dizzy, he couldn't die, this kick was actually stepped on so accurately, you girl, why don't you go and play the national football team.

The red sausage bag was trampled on by this kick, and the corner where the arrow was shot opened wider.

Wang Lu muttered God bless in his mouth, and carefully pulled back, and when he pulled up the balcony, several red sausages fell from the hole at the bottom.

When Wang Lu stretched out his arm, he snatched the red sausage bag at the end of the fishing line under the balcony in his arms, and only half a bag of red sausage was left in the bag.

Chen Wei was busy at home, carrying water, sweeping the floor, washing clothes, drying, and calling Wang Bi'an to pick some fresh vegetables in the farmland at the bottom of the mountain.

Chen Wei couldn't help but want to press the button to talk to Wang Lu several times, but when she thought of what corner Wang Lu was hiding in the zombies, the walkie-talkie would ring as soon as it sounded, and it would become Wang Lu's life-calling.

Finally, not long after noon, the walkie-talkie rang: "I'm coming back." ”

It was Wang Lu's voice, and through the walkie-talkie, Chen Wei could also hear a burst of listlessness, whatever, Wang Lu just needs to be safe.

When Wang Lu returned to the Dragon King Temple, Chen Wei and Wang Bian were waiting for him to eat in the main hall, and there was a plate of fried greens, a plate of fried loofah, and a plate of fried leek sprouts on the table, but there was no meat foam at all.

Wang Lu looked at the dishes on the table with shame that the Koreans had to fight for the New Year, touched and touched, and found a bag of red sausages from the bag he carried.

Wang Bi'an cheered and snatched it, but immediately found that a corner of the bag was broken, and nearly half of the red sausage inside was missing from the hole.

Wang Bi'an snorted, but immediately grabbed a red sausage happily, bit it into his mouth, spread the plastic cover, and chewed it.

Wang Lu looked at Wang Bi'an's gluttony, a little sad, sad, and more unwilling.

Damn, the idea of obeying traffic rules is not deep enough in the hearts of the people - no, corpse hearts.