Chapter 173: The Wanderer
In the heavy snow, there are several houses.
The rat, which was nearly a meter long, emerged from the snowdrift and shook its body close to the cold gray wall.
The door was closed, and the east window had a large hole, and it moved its little nose, as if it had smelled something, and suddenly became urgent.
Kicking on his hind legs, he jumped through the hole and through the corner covered by the rubble to a room on the left.
There is a small pot on the ground, which contains plump raw rice, which has enough luster and a rich fragrance.
The rat did not act rashly, and alertly exited the room, running around the house to make sure there was nothing abnormal, and finally turned back.
Heavy snow has blocked the roads, the food is hidden deep underground, and the smell is blocked by the low temperature, so that their sensitive sense of smell is useless, and it is difficult to find food.
This pot of rice can fill a hungry body, it has been hungry for several days, and it cannot resist the temptation in front of it.
The rat no longer hesitated, opened its mouth full of sharp fangs, greedily swallowed the raw rice, did not chew, and swallowed.
Soon, its flattened belly gradually plumped up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At this time, there was movement from outside the house, the sound of pushing open the door and walking in.
"Hooked...... You ugly guy, you're still eating. "There was a man talking, and he quickly walked to the door.
He was about thirty years old, with short hair, a black leather coat, and a slender machete in his hand.
In fact, under normal circumstances, a mutant rat can easily kill an ordinary human.
But instead of being afraid, the man stood aside with interest, as if waiting for the rat's reaction.
Despised, it slowly raised its head, flicked its tail, and its round eyes revealed a rich color of fierceness and greed.
Fresh human flesh is far more delicious than rice.
Charge up, pounce forward...... But suddenly there was a sense of powerlessness, and it fell to the spot blankly.
Consciousness blurred, as if it were staying on the side from the perspective of a bystander......
I watched as the human approached and used a sharp knife to slit his neck and bleed...... Then it cuts the belly.
The man skillfully peels the rat's fur, clears the heavy internal organs of the abdominal cavity, and then cuts off the claws, tails, and heads that are not needed, and the rest is fine meat.
He took out a thin plastic bag, wrapped the rat meat, and then nimbly got out of the house and walked seven or eight hundred meters through the long snow to the vicinity of another house.
There are traces of human beings here, the doors and windows are reinforced with steel bars, and the places that may leak are tightly blocked by plastic and canvas.
He tapped the tin lightly, waited a few seconds, and then the door opened, and he stepped inside, and then the door closed.
No matter how much wind and snow there is, they will be cut off from the outside.
The house was spacious enough, with a fire burning in the corner, black coals...... There were many piles of wood that had been split.
There is a smoke exhaust hole at the top, which can be cleverly modified to smoke the cigarette without air leaking in.
The door was opened by a young man, stout and crumpled in his clothes, carrying a double-barreled shotgun.
There was also a woman sitting by the fire, cooking something in a pot, and the white soup in it was tumbling, looking ...... It should be rice porridge.
"Did you get the meat?" The woman asked, her eyes fixed on the man's bulging arms.
"Yes." The man took out the large piece of rat meat, handed it to the man who opened the door, sat down by the fire, and roasted his hands.
"I gave a full dose of medicine, and it died peacefully."
After speaking, he turned his head to look at the man who was cutting meat with a knife, "Zhang Xing, get a piece and put it in the porridge, and bury the rest in the snow and eat it slowly." ”
The woman stirred the porridge in the pot with a spoon, sniffed the fragrance, and said, "Chop it up...... Alas, the rest of the sesame oil is used to feed the mice, and it would be nice to put a few drops in the pot. ”
The man picked up a burning wooden stick, put it to his mouth and lit a cigarette, smoked, and said helplessly: "Those ghosts are ruthless, it is difficult to tempt them without paying a price......
"The other monsters are too big and fierce, let's not talk about the idea of fighting them, it's hard to protect yourself...... Thankfully, there was a heavy snowfall. ”
With mixed feelings, the man sighed inexplicably, in these difficult years, the most homeless people think about every day, is what to fill their stomachs.
Zombies eat people, parasitic beasts also eat people, and people are so hungry that they can only eat them.
The woman stood up, melted a basin of water out of the snow, threw a towel inside, soaked it, and wiped the man's face and hands.
"Levi, have you thought about our future direction......
"Well, I thought about it......" Levi made a sound from his nose, took a puff of cigarette, and spit it out before squinting his eyes, "But, what's the use of thinking......"
He touched the woman's hair lovingly, his eyes sad, "Xiaoting, follow me...... I've wronged you. ”
"It doesn't matter." Said a woman named Xiaoting.
She is not very beautiful, but her face is delicate, her clothes are neat and neat, and her expression will inadvertently flow a little heroic.
Grabbing Levi's hand, looking into his eyes seriously, Zhengse said, "It can't be like this anymore......"
"They didn't kill the killers, they just drove us out, there is no need to take revenge, this is impossible......"
Levi's brows tightened, and he was angry in his heart for no reason, but he restrained himself very well, and his face remained silent...... He lowered his head and said nothing.
He couldn't do it to lose his temper with this woman.
Venting one's feelings of shame and hatred on others in a way of anger is a sign of incompetence.
What's more, since that day, she has been willing to follow her, even if she is hungry, she has not complained at all.
Zhang Xing cut the meat here, and a handful of red and bright meat foam was carefully sprinkled into the pot, stirred well, and then licked his lips.
"I think my sister-in-law is right, I can't eat enough, what revenge is there...... Now, it is the end of the world, and it is a time when many people will die, and how to survive is more important than anything else. ”
Zhang Xing washed his hands in the basin and sat down on the side.
"Big brother, I was willing to follow you because ...... You are capable and upright, and if it weren't for your half bowl of rice, I would have starved to death in the wilderness. ”
He took two cigarettes out of his pocket, handed one to Levi, and lit it himself, his expression full of silence.
"You're not like them...... Like, they are ruthless and don't treat people as human beings, so they mix well. You are merciful, so you will be targeted ......"
In the gurgling sound of the porridge boiling, Zhang Xing's tone was cold, "I'm young and can't tell right from wrong, but I know you're a good person...... I will never forget that you saved my life. ”
His gaze swept over Levi's rough cheeks and said sincerely, "I don't want you to die...... I hope we all survive. ”
Xiao Ting went to get the cutlery to serve the porridge, two large basins, a small bowl, and finally the residue of black sediment at the bottom of the pot was also poured into the small bowl.
Levi threw the cigarette butt into the fire and was silent for a long moment before shaking his head, "The reason why they left me alive was to keep no one else from having an opinion...... Those bastards, stabbed in the back and framed me, I don't take revenge, and I am not willing to die. ”
Xiaoting picked up a small bowl and drank porridge quietly, and wanted to say something more, but after hesitating, she chose not to speak again.
"Tomorrow, we go south, into the city, where ...... There are also powerful survivors, let's go to them. Levi sighed silently and made a big decision.
He can go his own way, but he can't gamble with the lives of Xiaoting and Zhang Xing.
It's not easy to survive, there's still a long way to go, and you have to survive as much as possible.
There was silence inside, and outside, a strong wind was blowing.
At the same time, a convoy of people sheltering from the wind and snow was also slowly approaching the position where the three people were.
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