Song Yueli's worries seemed to be a little redundant, the convoy drove safely for four hours, this mountain road is remote and has the advantage of remoteness, there is no car jam, no zombie interference, and I am happy.

Soon, it was time for lunch, which everyone was looking forward to.

Zizi!

The sound of grease splashing echoed overhead.

Zhong Jiuqing gently rubbed her stomach, leaned towards the root of the tree behind her casually, looked at the blue sky through the crack in the tree, and said with a smile:

"It's so comfortable!"

"Yes! I never thought there would be such a leisurely day. ”

Yu Linglong echoed. Drinking bone broth in small sips, leaning against the roots of the tree as Zhong Jiuqing reclined down, his face rarely showed a relaxed attitude.

After the end of the world, you can survive if you want, and don't talk about any quality of life.

Everyone is under heavy pressure, and she never thought that one day she would lie in the shade of a tree to bask in the sun, such a beautiful life she only felt in her dreams.

When I was there, I felt unsettled.

Zhao Li's posture was wild, and she was still sweeping the tail work, muttering:

"It's most comfortable to be able to eat meat and drink soup!"

On the side, Wang Helin smiled and handed Zhao Li barbecue.

At the end, I didn't forget to add some bone broth to her bowl, so that she wouldn't choke too quickly, and the service was very thoughtful, and everyone next to her was speechless for a while.

If you indulge Zhao Li to eat and drink like this, aren't you afraid that Zhao Li will grow into a big fat girl?

"Brother Shen, did you find anything from your patrol just now?"

Song Yueli threw a box of sandwich biscuits to Lu Fengjing, turned her head to look at Lu Shen and asked.

Hearing this, Lu Shen sat up straight and replied:

"There are no traces of beasts in the vicinity, and there are not even many zombies, but I accidentally found many fruit trees."

"Uncle Fu?"

Song Yueli's gaze fell on Fu Qingming and asked.

"Pretty much the same, there are no traces of beasts by the stream, there are not too many threats in this area, and you can move around at will."

Fu Qingming said calmly.

When fetching water, he circled the neighborhood to eliminate possible threats.

found that there was basically no danger in this vicinity, and with their strength, they were not afraid of the scattered zombies.

"Why don't we go collect some supplies?"

Lu Fengjing ate the biscuit and made a suggestion.

Their supplies are not endless, otherwise Song Yueli would not have deducted and searched everywhere she went.

Song Yueli was reluctant to let go of the fresh fruits hanging on a tree, the previous ones were almost exhausted, and they hadn't eaten them for a long time.

People die for money, birds die for food, so what if she fights today?

Song Yueli commanded:

"Okay, I, Lu Shen, Zhao Li and Uncle Fu will go, and if there is a situation, they will withdraw immediately, and Zhong Jiuqing and Uncle Wang will be responsible for guarding the camp and responding."

They simply packed up the tent, and then Song Yueli and the four of them began to explore in the mountains and woodlands.

Everywhere they went, Song Yueli would leave all kinds of marks to prevent them from getting lost.

"Hawthorn trees, apple trees, pear trees, tsk, it's worth the trip."

Zhao Li carried the foam box provided by Song Yueli, and cooperated with Fu Qingming, who climbed the tree, to quickly collect all kinds of fruits.

Fu Qingming's hand picking the fruit paused, and shouted below:

"Hey, Commander, is there fog around?"

He stood in a high position, so he could notice the abnormality for the first time, and without hesitation, Fu Qingming flexibly jumped back to the ground.

Suddenly, Song Yueli stood still and stopped Lu Shen from continuing to walk forward.

His eyes stared coldly at the suddenly rising mist, wisps of it, which looked extremely terrifying from afar.

"The fog?" Zhao Li exclaimed.

Song Yueli protected Zhao Li, looked at Lu Shennunu, and said coldly:

"Stand back, step back."

As you speak, you can clearly feel the temperature starting to drop.

As the temperature drops, the mist that rises in mid-air is like a fog snake swimming in the wind, sometimes hovering, sometimes twisting, and people can't help but shiver as they pass through their bodies.

Cool, a kind of coolness that comes out of the depths of the bones.

Cold, cold to the extreme.

Cold, mixed with cold.

It's like a gate to hell that suddenly opens, and it's covered in sweat and hair.

"I remember the location of the camp from here, it should be about three miles from here." Lu Shen said seriously.

Song Yueli held the evil in her hand, carefully followed Lu Shen on the other side, protected Zhao Li and Fu Qingming in the middle, and carefully retreated with Lu Shen on the left and right.

"Left, 100 meters."

Lu Shen said decisively.

Song Yueli didn't hesitate and said, "Keep up." ”

"Right, fifty meters." Lu Shen's expression was solemn, and when he retreated, each step was neither long nor short, as if it had been measured.

Two hours later, Song Yueli and his party withdrew from the misty forest soaked wet, a deviation of 300 meters, but they could still see the camp.

At this moment, the sky is filled with layers of fiery clouds, which are strangely beautiful.

"Whew!"

The four of them gasped, lying on the ground at will, not caring about whether they were clean or dirty, and their faces were filled with the fear of escaping death.

Obviously, I didn't see the exact physical threat, but only after experiencing it myself, I could realize this horror, and I had clearly left the fog.

However, the coldness and chill that penetrated deep into the soul still remained in the deepest part of Song Yueli's body, and it was difficult to get rid of it in a short period of time.

"Uncle Fu, did you notice anything unusual in the fog just now?" Song Yueli asked.

When leaving the fog, Fu Qingming's expression was a little subtle.

This made Song Yueli, who was always paying attention to the two of them, suspicious, so she couldn't help but ask.

Lu Shen and the others all looked at this question.

Fu Qingming licked the corners of his mouth and hesitated:

"I'm not sure ......"

"How?" Song Yueli raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I seem to see fog grass in the fog."

Fu Qingming hesitated, and after half a sound, he said, explaining:

"Fog grass, also known as psychedelic grass. It is highly toxic, and at dawn and dusk, it will release a large amount of mist, forming a mist miasma.

If a person strays into the growing area of psychedelic grass, he will be poisoned by inhaling the mist miasma. Produces peculiar hallucinations, which are likely to cause the person to go insane, fall into irritability and madness.

Fog grass is a very scary plant, however, it is also a plant that has been extinct for almost half a century, so it will appear here. ”

Fu Qingming is still a plant lover on weekdays, and after retiring from the army, he once took the self-examination for the botany major of W University.

Song Yueli squinted, with a solemn look rippling in the depths of her eyes, and she asked thoughtfully:

"We retreated quickly, so the poisoning is not deep?"

Fu Qingming nodded and said:

"That's right, the mist miasma released by the fog grass is highly poisonous. It can make people poisoned without knowing it, and then lose their minds.

But there is also a limitation, that is, the toxin needs to accumulate, and if it is inhaled for a short time, it is fine. ”

"Uncle Fu, are you sure that fog grass grows in the mist?" Lu Shen said seriously.

"Nine times out of ten. After all, it is not easy to form such a fog, but if it is a fog grass, it is not surprising that the mountains and forests are surrounded by fog all year round.

The fog grass releases fog at dawn and dusk every day, and it is normal for it to envelop the entire mountain forest in the long run. ”

Fu Qingming explained softly.

Just now, if he hadn't been alert in time.

They are afraid that they will be completely lost in the fog, suck too much fog miasma, fall into an illusion, and then kill each other.

"So, how do we avoid the fog?" Song Yueli frowned and said, "The road we are going to take is obviously in the depths of the fog, after all, we are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case." ”

Her eyes looking at the mountains and forests were full of solemnity, who would have thought that behind this sparse and ordinary jungle, there was a killer who killed people without seeing blood.

Psychedelic grass? Could it be ...... It mutated.