Chapter 253: The Singing of Cicadas in Winter (3)

Pale to the point of almost icy sunlight, it illuminated the white expanse of the ground.

But she didn't feel the warmth at all, the sun couldn't warm the world, and it couldn't warm her body.

It's cold, it's never been so cold like it is now.

She looked up with a shudder and looked at the building not far away.

The stakes were crudely planted in the ground, forming a circle of fences wrapped with rusty barbed wire.

Inside the fence are low, one-storey houses made of stone bricks, surrounded by mud covered with moss and snow, like fortresses inhabited by people in the polar regions.

Such a small house and door an adult had to bend down to get into, presumably a space had been dug in the ground, and the underground was the real dwelling, and they lived in a cave-like place, and the house was like a raised mound of earth on the ground, but it was only the entrance.

More than a dozen low houses are grouped together, like a village of dwarfs in fairy tales, and people feel that there will be dwarfs with big beards and pointed hats, coming out of the houses.

But there is no fairy tale atmosphere at all, the surrounding color is dark, and the drying poles made of branches and dried bamboo are fenced by houses, on which are hung with iron hooks of dried kelp.

In addition to the kelp, there were also some dried fish, which hung there unattended.

She stopped, stood outside the fence, stared at the drying poles, and a fear was born in her heart.

Of course she will be afraid, even if she has deduced the upcoming plot a hundred times in her heart, she will still be afraid.

After all, she was dealing with a group of murderers who didn't know her, so what if she was ready to talk about it?

She's just a weak woman, and maybe the murderers don't give her a chance to speak.

She was afraid to face this, although she was skinny and malnourished, women were still a scarce resource in this world, especially a young woman like her, who looked much better than the goods outside.

It was easy to think of what kind of treatment would be suffered by a weak woman like her, just like her sister, and she shuddered suddenly when the cold corpse that had been buried by her own hands last night appeared before her eyes.

Will she be like that?

All along, she has been attached to her sister, escaping from the dirty and terrible things outside, but can she still escape now? Where else can they escape?

There is no place for her in this world.

She exhaled a puff of white mist and pulled out the glass bottle in her arms.

A tiny glass bottle, once used for seasoning, now contains rotten black blood.

She bit down on the glass bottle, took a knife from her pocket and tightened it, closing her eyes and slashing hard at her wrist.

The large blood vessel was not cut, but the skin was cut slightly, and bright red blood seeped out of the breach.

There was little pain, as her hands were stiff and she was about to lose consciousness.

After cutting out the wound, she began to arrange her hair, tying together the ghostly hair that was scattered behind her, so that it would not cover her face and make her look less like a woman.

She doesn't want to be considered a female madman, and in the face of a madman, which gathering place will deal with it the same.

No one wants to talk to a madman, maybe it's an infection.

Tying her hair up and tied it around her head, she took another step forward, her trembling steps as if she were about to fall.

As she walked forward, she unscrewed the glass bottle, looked at the rotten black blood in the bottle, pursed her lips, and hid the bottle in her cuff.

The door to the camp was open, and no one standing guard could be seen, as if it were undefended.

But Tang Xue didn't dare to go any further, she stopped in front of the fence and shouted hoarsely at the seemingly uninhabited snow: "Let your leader come out, I have information on food, I am here to trade with you!" ”

"The woman in front! What the hell are you here for? Say it! ”

Suddenly, two gun barrels were pointed at her forehead, and there were people standing guard near the fence, and they came out of the blind spot of vision.

"I have food information, I'm here to trade with you!" She repeated.

The two guards looked at each other, and after a moment of exchanging ears, one of them ran back.

"You stand here, you are not allowed to move, if you dare to move, I will kill you."

A few minutes later, a man walked out, the man was dark-skinned, his face was full of stubble, he didn't look tall, he had a high nose, a necklace of teeth around his neck, he was wearing a robe, and he had a smoking gun tied to his belt, like a highland person.

His little eyes gave a sense of honesty and honesty, but the scars on his forehead were hideously twisted, and the knotted new flesh and the old flesh were glued together, not cuts, like burns, as if they had been scalded with a red-hot iron.

The man looked at Tang Xue through the fence, a long distance away from her, and smiled kindly.

"Little sister, where are you from?"

"Are you lost, do you want your uncle to send you back?"

Tang Xue took out the bottle in the cuff before talking to him.

At this moment, someone moved the gun over and pointed it at her.

The amiable man opened his eyes too, but no gunshots rang out, as she poured all the rotten blood from the bottle onto her wrist and smeared it on her wound.

Rotten black blood dripped down, staining the snow black.

Someone stepped forward to kill her, but the man stopped his men and squinted at her.

The smile on the man's face disappeared, he frowned, and took out the "smoking gun" from his waist, which was not a cigarette stick, but a modified pistol, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the snow next to Tang Xue.

Bang!!!

Smoke came out of the muzzle of the gun, and bullets were fired into the snow.

"Get out of the way, or I'll break your hands and feet, and don't think you can die happily if you fall into my hands."

It seems that he doesn't want an infected person to die near his house.

Tang Xue did not show any timidity and spoke calmly.

"There are four canning factories in Zhoushan City on Jieneng Road in Yangchang District, one of which received a large number of orders for foreign trade six years ago, and the estimated delivery date is January 4 six years ago, and the batch of goods has not yet been delivered, I know the location of the factory, only five kilometers away from here, in the border city area."

"It's winter, the living corpses are mostly dormant, it's the best time to go and loot, I can help you find the location of that factory, I remember the map, and I remember where the factory's warehouse is."

The man's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't seem to be touched by her words.

"Where did the madman come from! Do you think I'm going to believe you! ”

He put the gun away and cursed.

"It's really unlucky, I was in a good mood, I wanted to play twice, and I sent you a piece of meat, but it turned out to be a dead madman."

He raised his hand, turned his back to the fence, and the person behind him immediately stepped forward and aimed his gun at Tang Xue's head.

Tang Xue could see that the man's heart was moved, he just didn't trust himself, and felt that what a crazy woman who didn't know where she came from couldn't be trusted.

He must want that batch of canned food, otherwise he wouldn't hesitate so much, his raised hand didn't let it go for a long time, his little brother was waiting for his order, once he put down his hand, the bullet would shoot through Tang Xue's head, but he hesitated, he hoped that what Tang Xue said was true.

Just make your words credible, and he'll definitely turn back.

"You have at least 40 people to live in, a total of 18 low houses, two are cellars, used to store food, a total of 28 dried fish to dry outside, according to two catties each, only 56 catties, it has been 43 days since the first snow of the year fell."

"Those dried fish must have been made by you in advance, not in the warehouse, deliberately all taken out to dry, in order to be bait, this year's winter came earlier than usual, your food is probably very tight, not enough to support 40 people through the winter."

"But finding the processing plant is different, the cans in the food processing factory were originally planned to be transported by cruise ship, and it is impossible to empty the cans there by personal power.

If the cans were brought back, there would have been a large-scale circulation of the cans as currency in the settlement, but no, it means that the survivors haven't found it yet, and you can just move some of the food there and it will be enough to survive this winter, not only this winter, but next winter unharmed. ”

The man turned around, walked to the front again, glanced at Tang Xue indifferently, and then turned to look at his little brother.

"Whoever has slept with this woman, stand up, and now I can still let him go."

He still didn't believe Tang Xue, thinking that one of his younger brothers had made a skin and meat deal with Tang Xue, and revealed this information in a daze, or maybe he regarded it as a scam, and someone joined forces to cheat something from him.

"No one has slept with me, and I know that there is a national tradition of hanging the skulls of prey on the door of the storehouse where the food is stored, thinking that this will scare away the thieves, so I can see that you have two warehouses, and the rest of the information is what I deduced through observation, you are the leader, you must know better than me how much you have in stock, and you know better than me, whether you need this batch of cans or not."

The man turned his head to look at her: "When a man speaks, a woman should not interject." ”

"I'll show you the way tonight and take you around that canning factory to see if what I'm telling is true."

The man was silent and looked at Tang Xue deadly.

It was a long time before he spoke.

"Where did you get the information about canned food?"

"I have a knack for memorization, and this thing has been in the news and newspapers, I saw it in the newspaper six years ago, so I wrote it down, and the map of the city of Zhoushan was also in my head, and I knew where every road leads."

"You said you read it in the newspapers?"

"Yes."

The man turned back and said a word to someone, who went back to the room with a few men, and when he came back, he brought with him two large stacks of newspapers, very old newspapers, which were so unneatly stacked that they were almost crumpled into paper balls.

"Get that newspaper out so I can believe you."

They threw out two stacks of newspapers, and threw them so high that they scattered and fell to the ground.

There is a repetition of the reading materials that seem to be found by this group of people to relieve boredom, and they do not cherish these newspapers at all, and many places have become tattered and blurred.

They had no respect and threw newspapers in the snow everywhere.

Tang Xue bit her lower lip and rummaged through the messy pile of newspapers.

She remembered what issue of the newspaper it was, but she wasn't sure if there was one, or maybe not at all.

But she had to look for it, because she had nothing, and she didn't even have proof that she was telling the truth.

She could only prostrate herself in the contemptuous eyes of these murderers, her dignity falling to the ground like a newspaper, and she knelt down in the snow under the contemptuous eyes of these people, and picked up the newspaper one by one with her frozen hands to see if there was the one she was looking for.

"This is it." She tore the page off and passed it through the gap in the fence.

"Throw it on the ground." The man had no intention of taking it.

Tang Xue did so and threw down the page,

The man walked over, picked up a twig, and tossed the paper in disgust.

He saw what he wanted to see and finally looked up.

"I remember, you said you were here to trade, what do you want in exchange? Tell me what you're asking for first, let me hear it, and then make a decision. He smiled, and returned to his kind and honest appearance.

"Help me kill three men."

"Is it the leader or cadre of another gathering place?"

"It's not."

"They have something to do with the chieftain?"

"It's okay."

"You have a grudge against them?"

"I don't want to say it."

"It means that the three men you want to kill are powerless, powerless, and helpless, and even if they die, there will be no one to avenge them, right?"

"Yes."

"Give me their names and characteristics, and take us to see the canning factory."

"No, I can't wait that long, they will take the coastal road to the beach to fish today, before dark, you bring their heads back, I will take you to the factory, I can be your bait, attract the attention of the living corpses for you, you will not have any risk."

"Yes."

The man suddenly laughed.

"I know, it must be those three bad men who bullied you, I can't get used to this kind of thing the most, I must let them apologize to you!"

"You can leave this matter to me at ease, and I will definitely let you vent all the depression in your heart!"

Tang Xue looked at his face full of a sense of justice, and only felt that it made her sick.

"Come in and sit down, little sister, it's so cold outside, warm up with a cup of tea, Xiao Li, go and clean up your room and give your little sister a rest."

"Don't let people get tired, it's really not easy, it must be very hard to walk so far in such thin clothes."

The door opened, and she was ushered in, led into a separate warm cavern.

The fire burned quietly in the fireplace, and the temperature here was more than ten degrees higher than outside, and there was warm tea, but she still felt very cold, and she couldn't warm it up.

(End of chapter)