Chapter 157: Zombie Army
The setting sun diffuses a strange halo at the city gate through the cyan clouds, circling and turbulent in the clouds, and also making the empty Yellow Dragon City even more mysterious.
Mo Cong stood not far from the city gate, looking down at the stiff arms and heads on the ground that had been scattered by himself, and the zombies immediately emitted a rancid smell after they fell to the ground, making him do evil.
"Hee-hee" looked at Mo Cong's stunned appearance, and Qin giggled on the side.
"What are you laughing at!" Mo Cong didn't know anything about zombies, but when he saw Yu Qin laughing more and more on the side, the princess shrugged her shoulders, shrunk her beautiful neck, a mouthful of jade-like white teeth in her bright red lips were neatly arranged, and a pair of dimples on her face were sweet and cute, completely losing her majestic and solemn temperament. Mo Cong looked at her stunned for a long time, and spread his hands helplessly, feeling that she was laughing for no reason.
"You still asked, your stupid appearance just now was ridiculous, didn't you notice? That zombie was turned into a bandit," Yu Qin smiled and said, "Let's go!"
"Let's go?" Mo Cong looked at the ruins in the distance and near the surroundings, it was not early at this time, I am afraid that it would be difficult to find a place to live for a while, and Liu Yun was likely to be in the city, he didn't want Liu Yun to be with those zombies, so he hesitated and said, "Let's not go to the city to have a look?"
"What else are you looking at? There must be zombies all in here," Qin looked at the corpse remains scattered on the ground, and said slowly: "Zombies wandering like this are the lowest level, if you encounter something more advanced than this, it will be difficult to deal with, and things seem to be getting more and more complicated" Qin didn't finish speaking, bit her red lip lightly, looked at Mo Cong and said: "Didn't your master send a general here named Mu Lei? Let's go find his camp first." ”
"What are you looking for him?" Mo Cong was confused, looked at Qin in a daze, and said, "We are here to save Liu Yun, and it has nothing to do with him." ”
"Alas!" Qin sighed softly, her pretty face was full of sadness, and said: "I didn't expect to cause such a big disaster this time, and bring you such a big trouble, let's go, talk as we go." ”
The piano didn't break, but from her tone, Mo Cong could also see that things were by no means as simple as he thought, so he was no longer stubborn and followed the piano on the same path when he came up.
The two walked side by side along the way, and Mo Cong wanted to ask the truth several times, but seeing that Qin had been thinking intently, he didn't dare to speak rashly. After traveling for dozens of miles, Huanglongcheng was left behind, and the two found that they had returned to the place where they had just met the old man. Before you know it, night is falling, and a fresh crescent moon hangs in the sky, as if hanging on the roofs of the ruins of those villages.
The two of them found an ordinary farmhouse that was still in good condition, and the doors and windows of the house were open and empty. Mo Cong lit the lamp and found that the furniture in the house was all set up, the beds and bedding were neatly arranged, and it seemed that the owner of the house must have fled in a hurry, not caring about taking away those things outside his body.
"You wait here, I'll see if there is any firewood and rice, catch some beasts by the way, let's make do with some food!"
"I'll go with you too!" Qin was also dizzy with hunger, but she had never cooked by herself, so she thought that cooking should be very interesting, so she also went with Mo Cong.
Ordinary peasant families don't have any decent kitchens, the bedroom is the living room, and the outhouse is the kitchen. The two of them don't have to look for it, there is still half a jar of white rice in the rice bowl, and there is all kinds of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on the windowsill.
"Haha! It's really a hot pot and a hot stove!" Mo Cong clapped his hands and smiled when he saw this: "I'll go to wash rice, Yu Qin, you light the fire." ”
Qin was stunned and asked timidly, "How can the fire be lit!"
"Just put the firewood under that pot and lead it. ”
Mo Cong casually pointed to the black iron pot, and for a while he forgot that Qin Nai was the identity of a princess of a country. When he went outside to fetch water and wash rice, he found that the fire was raging in the outhouse, and Qin was at a loss for what to do.
"Quick, quick, push the firewood into the stove!" Seeing that scene, Mo Cong broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly put down the rice washing basin in his hand, stepped forward and kicked the firewood with his foot.
The two of them were busy for a long time, and finally controlled the spread of the fire, and their faces were black.
"It's good that the house didn't burn down, so we won't have a place to live tonight. Mo Cong put the rice in the pot and smiled: "This firewood is enough to cook the rice, you see, when it burns out, you can push it in." After speaking, he smiled mysteriously: "I saw another chicken outside, I went to catch it and slaughter it, I can stew chicken, it was Sister Bao who taught me." ”
"Hmm!" Jean blinked twice and nodded. has always been responsive, but now she realizes that there are really things in this world that princesses can't do, such as burning firewood, which gives her a headache. Fortunately, Mo Cong came back quickly this time, otherwise a pot of rice would have been burned by her.
After being busy for a long time, the hot rice and chicken soup with good color and flavor were brought to the table, Qin looked at it with a smile, smoked the bridge of his nose twice, sniffed it, and said with a smile: "What you made is really fragrant, I'll taste it!"
"Needless to say, Sister Bao taught me the craft to ensure that your palace chef made it delicious. ”
Jean gently bit a small piece of chicken, took another sip of chicken soup, swallowed slowly, lowered her eyes and nodded, "Hmm!
"You see that even the princess said that my food was delicious, who would dare to say that it was not good!" Mo Cong's mouth was full, and he puffed out his cheeks and said: "When you go back, you have to give me a gold medal imperial chef, hehe!"
Qin's eyes rolled and said, "Then you have to do it for me every day!"
Mo Cong also knew that Qin was joking, and said with a smile: "Then you can't eat such meals every day, you will get tired of eating too much." ”
"As long as you do it, you won't get tired of it. ”
The two were talking, when suddenly there was a faint sound of footsteps outside.
"Shhhhhh The guqin had already been set up.
Mo Cong casually pulled out his sword and asked out the window, "Who is it?"
After a while, the footsteps had already jumped to the outhouse, Mo Cong was stunned, and when he jumped to the door to look, he was taken aback.
Outside the house came an old man, dressed in a gray shabby jacket, with a wrinkled face, a raised forehead, sunken cheeks, and only one front tooth in his mouth. The old man looked old, but his steps were still vigorous, and he twitched his nose as he walked, and when he passed by Mo Cong, he muttered: "It's so fragrant!
Words have already sniffed the table. He didn't look at Mo Cong or the piano, but he picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up the bowl of rice from the piano, and sat down to eat.
Mo Cong recognized at a glance that this old man was the crazy old man who begged them for food during the day, and at this time there was no burden behind him, and his body was straight.
When Mo Cong saw him coming up, he picked up the rice bowl of the qin, and he was a little dissatisfied in his heart, and complained: "Grandpa, I don't object to you eating, but why don't you ask too!"
Qin knew Mo Cong's thoughts, she had never liked others to use the tableware she used, and said with a smile: "Forget it, just eat, I'm full anyway." ”
Mo Cong's mouth moved, because he saw the old man showing his pace during the day, he knew that the old man was a master, and the kung fu on his feet seemed familiar, and then he remembered that it was Yingbao's footwork that he passed on to him, and he didn't know what the connection between this old man and Sister Bao was, so he only glanced at him and didn't dare to say anything.
The old man glanced at Mo Cong's face, lowered his face, and said, "Little thing, do I still have to ask others when I eat at my own house? I think you are not as sensible as your daughter-in-law! ”
Mo Cong was unconvinced, and said angrily: "How can this be your home?"
The old man ignored it, finished the half bowl of rice, looked at the pot of chicken on the table, and said to himself: "Tsk! Such a good dish, how can you do without wine!" The old man's voice was hoarse but sonorous.
Mo Cong saw that he was commanding Qin Yi, and the boss in his heart was dissatisfied. Qin didn't care, and when he went to the outhouse, he moved the rice jar and found that there was indeed a jar of good wine buried under the rice jar. A jar of wine weighs a hundred pounds, but the piano is carried easily and freely, and it is placed in front of the old man.
The old man poured a bowl for himself, and then poured another bowl for Mo Cong, and said to himself: "Oh, this wine is the safest to hide under the rice tank, but whenever a hungry ghost comes, he will definitely not think that there is still wine under the rice bowl after eating my rice, hehe! Come on, boy, let's do one." ”
Mo Cong secretly pondered in his heart, but didn't he scold himself for being a hungry ghost? Qin also heard the hidden meaning of his words on the side, and looked at Mo Cong and sneered.
Seeing that Mo Cong didn't move, the old man smiled and said, "Since you are willing to drink my wine, then forget it, you and the girl should go outside to have a look! After speaking, the old man took a sip of himself, but the wine was fragrant and rich, and the old man drank it twice, and praised in a hoarse voice: "Ah!
Mo Cong and Qin looked at each other, went out of the courtyard, jumped on the ridge of the house, raised their eyes, and found a large group of zombies on an official road heading southwest.
Hordes of zombies are overwhelming, jumping over the ridges, and there are countless of them. However, Mo Cong found a strange phenomenon, the zombie group looked scattered and unruly, but in fact it was very regular, divided into three columns, the front team was wearing black robes, although the forearms were also extended, but they did not jump, and their feet were less than half a foot from the ground and flew leisurely, and the speed was extremely fast. The team in front passed, followed by another team, but this team was wearing yellow robes, and their size was several times larger than the previous one, Mo Cong couldn't see their faces clearly, but he could know from his walking gait that this thing was terrifying. At the end were the bouncing zombies that Mo Cong had seen at ten o'clock in the evening, those guys were very unruly, and the team was not neat, but the places they passed were like locusts, and many houses were eaten away.