readx;? The three of them took a brief rest and walked out of the small western-style building. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The Skinny Monkey looked up at the scorching sun overhead, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. Under the scorching sun, the vitality of zombies will be greatly reduced, and the safety of rushing will be greatly improved.

The three of them didn't say much, knowing that time waits for no one. They all quickened their pace and ran towards the goal, but they encountered some zombies along the way, but it was just a piece of cake. There wasn't much time wasted.

At a distance of 5,600 meters from the target, the thin monkey suddenly raised his hand. The two of them quickly stopped, took up their weapons and secretly guarded. The skinny monkey took out a hand-drawn map and gestured for it.

"We're not far from where we last met the puppies, be vigilant. We slow down and move forward one step at a time. ”

The two gestured OK to indicate receipt.

"When the time comes, be careful and don't be impulsive. ”

The two nodded, but did not speak.

"Check the equipment, dig a hole and bury the excess. Dig a few more simple traps, make a few markers, and we're ready to go. ”

Song Zheng was dumbfounded, he understood digging a pit and burying things. However, let a promising young man living in a steel city make a trap. That's ...... Nothing to do with him.

Dagui and the thin monkey skillfully dug the pit and buried the excess things, and then the thin monkey looked left and right. Like Mr. Feng Shui, I babbled for a long time. Finally, he pointed to a grassy place and a few wide places: "Dig here, here, and here......"

Song Zheng was stunned for a long time, and finally learned to dig a pit in a dagui in a dagui. It's almost time to dig. The thin monkey came over to take a look, and he was furious. "You dig a grave!"

Song Zheng looked white: "Isn't that so?" I saw that Song Zheng dug a pit in all directions, and the most strange thing was that there were artificial "ladders" to help people trapped in it to get out easily.

The thin monkey covered his face, completely speechless at Song Zheng, a fool with only brute strength--what a wonder!

The skinny monkey didn't say much, pointing to the grass and bushes not far away. "You go pull the weeds, I'll dig ......"

Song Zheng was pulled out of the pit by the thin monkey like this, and then driven to pull the weeds, Song Zheng scratched his head. Forget it, it's better to leave professional things to professional people, and it's better for him, a layman, not to join in the fun. Well, it should be better not to add to the mess.

Song Zheng had no choice but to run to pull the weeds, and when he came back after pulling a pile of grass, he saw the trap dug by the thin monkey. I was ashamed of myself.

The trap dug by the thin monkey is in the shape of an inverted triangle, with some simple spikes at the bottom, and the surface is relatively smooth compared to Song Zheng's. Although it is simple to make, it can be seen at a glance...... Song Zheng really dug up the grave......

After laying the grass on top, the three of them checked their gear. Body armor, weapons. Check it out, let's go!

......

The village is large, covering an area of 8,000 square meters. It is also a medium-sized village, and there is a straight cement road in the village. The concrete road is lined with rows of houses, and this is the only way to identify the entrance and exit of the village.

It is rumored that the original body of this village was the old Huaguo, and a Taoist priest spent 7749 days to arrange a maze array in order to kill the little devil. Later, the new Chinese state was established. In order to commemorate their deceased ancestors, the descendants of Taoist priests established villages on the original foundation.

Song Zheng listened to the thin monkey tell the ethereal legend, and listened to it in the clouds. Whether it's true or not, Song Zheng doesn't know. But it's true that this village is really crowded. Originally, outside the village, Song Zheng could still see the general scope of the village clearly when he stood on a high place, but when he entered this village, Song Zheng was a little confused.

Slow is a very easy road, take a few steps and come around a bend. If you change someone else and go around a few times, it's not dizzy.

Song Zheng thinks, isn't this......

The three of them walked cautiously on the path in the village, the thin monkey walked in front, Song Zheng walked in the middle, and Dagui walked last. The two intentionally or unintentionally protected Song Zheng in the middle.

Just when the three of them thought they were fine, Song Zheng's back suddenly felt cold. A feeling of being targeted burst from the bottom of Song Zheng's heart. Song Zheng shook his body and clenched the iron pot.

And then...... A chicken appeared in Song Zheng's field of vision. Yes, a chicken. A rooster. It was on the wall in the direction of Song Zheng at 11 o'clock.

Song Zheng knocked on the thin monkey and signaled the rooster at 11 o'clock. The thin monkey looked at the rooster, and Dagui also stopped. The three of them looked at the rooster in unison.

Dagui stretched out a hand in the shape of a claw, and Song Zheng extended a thumbs up to Dagui. The skinny monkey waved his hand in disagreement.

It turned out that the zombies were sensitive to sound, and the three agreed on a simple gesture to communicate. To use a very professional name, it is tactical sign language.

Dagui was in a hurry, and kept motioning to grab the. The thin monkey tugged at the corners of his mouth and put a foot on Dagui's leg. Dagui pouted, so he had to give up. Looking at the rooster and drooling non-stop.

The thin monkey rolled his eyes and led the two of them to dodge left and right. Go to the path 10 meters away from the rooster and hide behind a house.

The skinny monkey poked his head out and looked at the rooster carefully. The rooster stood firmly on the wall without a trace of superfluous movements, as if it were a wooden carving.

The thin monkey looked up at the scorching sun hanging in the center and thought for a moment. I looked at the carved wooden rooster again.

Dagui looked at the appearance of the thin monkey's inkblot and scratched his stomach anxiously. Song Zheng looked at the thin monkey's constant frowning, and put his index finger on his mouth. Signal Dagui to be quiet. Dagui looked at the awkward appearance of the two, as long as he stayed quietly behind the two with a dead face.

Song Zheng frowned and released his spiritual tentacles, constantly approaching the rooster. This is also another wonderful use of Song Zheng's discovery of spiritual tentacles, and the spirit of zombie-like creatures is violent. As soon as the spirit tentacles are close, a slight sense of rage can be felt.

It's like...... It's like...... The aura of people is the same. As long as people are alive, they will release radiation. And the spiritual tentacles can receive this "radiation".

When the rooster was about 2 meters away, Song Zheng frowned. He topped the thin monkey and Dagui, pointed to his eyes, and then made a throat-slitting motion.

The skinny monkey shook his head and gestured against the wall - no, rooster, something was wrong.

Song Zheng then compared to the rooster, the zombie, and the kill.

Dagui was completely desperate, and finally saw a rooster. It's actually a zombie, the way of this pit father. I also let the foodies live.

While the three of them were arguing about whether to kill the rooster or not, the rooster raised its head and let out a high cry at the scorching sun.

"Gurgle, cluck, cluck, ......"

This particular cyborg crows and then disappears, as if it had never been there.

The three of them looked at each other, unable to understand what was going on.

Just when the skinny monkey poked his head out again to see the situation.

"Roar!!!" a hoarse roar came and went.

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