The sky above Lin'an is dotted with stars, and the liveliness of Buyefang only increases, but a scolding voice tears apart the harmonious night sky.

Su Minghua was furious and scolded: "Shameless, shameless!" I used to think of him as a hero for sweeping away the epidemic, and he's a complete hypocrite, disgusting! ”

After speaking, he secretly felt sad again: "I'm sorry, I also ran out after listening to this, which worries you." ”

Yan Qing was a little amused when he saw him so indignant, pulled him back and rubbed his hairy head: "I don't blame you for this, you were still young at the time." ”

Su Minghua shook his head, his eyes were also red, he really didn't understand: "So, hasn't he been helping them all the time, why is he still scolded by them?" ”

Yan Qing withdrew her hand, leaned back slightly, her eyes dimmed instantly, she took a sip of wine and slowly took a sip before saying: "A beam of light enters the tower, and the filth in the tower is revealed, and this light is guilty." ”

"Huh?" Su Minghua scratched his head, "Why?" ”

Yan Qing smiled, turned his head to look at him with burning eyes, and said softly: "Little Huahua, can you do me a favor tomorrow?" ”

Su Minghua's little face was already a little red, although he was a little dizzy, but he still remained vigilant: "What do you want to do?" ”

Yan Qing said: "Tomorrow you help me entangle the eldest sister, and I will take you to the long-arm master, how about it?" ”

Su Minghua's eyes lit up, obviously he had ignored the first sentence, and only noticed the latter sentence: "Really? ”

"When have I ever lied to someone?" Yan Qing raised his chin, dissatisfied with his questioning.

Su Minghua's eyes rolled around, and he muttered in a low voice, "Have you deceived less?" ”

"Little brat!" Yan Qing slapped his head, then got up, and looked down from this rooftop, the lights of the Thousand Jialan and the Ten Thousand Temples in the Nightless Fang, I haven't talked about these things with outsiders for a long time, and I actually have a sense of open-mindedness, she exhaled deeply and jumped down from the rooftop, "West Street, keep up, otherwise, it will not be outdated!" ”

The voice drifted away in the wind, Su Minghua's heart tightened, and he hurriedly poked his head out to look, and saw that she had landed steadily on the tea shed below, the tea shed was sunken, and the guests under the tea shed were scared to run around, and a fat woman wearing an apron ran out of the tea house, holding an abacus bead and scolding at Yan Qing who was far away: "Fang Qing, you want to die!" ”

"I'm coming!" The corners of Su Minghua's mouth hooked up a smile, and his eyes chased after him brightly.

Walking, in front of and behind him are a face or blue, or elegant, or strange, or strange, some people walk with a limp, and look carefully to know that it is equipped with mechanical legs; Some people sit directly in a mechanical wheelchair, but they can also move freely; Others look peaceful, but when he turns his head, you see his lifeless eyes, turn them mechanically, and then pull out a strange smile.

Su Minghua swallowed his saliva, controlled his expression that was about to lose his temper, and turned his head silently.

At this moment, a small insect buzzed in his ears, Su Minghua grabbed it curiously, and saw that the little insect "squeaked" and turned into a small robot, opening its chin like a puppet and shouting: "Let go of me!" Let me go! ”

Su Minghua gasped in shock, and a child with a sky-high bun rushed out, snatched the little insect in his hand, and then glared at him viciously, turned around and ran.

"Huh!" He wanted to call the child and ask where the talking little worm was bought, but suddenly remembered the agreement with Yanqing, sighed in his heart, and then continued to run towards West Street without stopping.

"Fine baby, the sweet taste of the cow is like soup, can you make a bowl of gas?" Suddenly, a woman dressed as a woman stopped him, spoke a local dialect, and smiled at him like a flower, Su Minghua hurriedly waved his hand, "Thank you, no need." ”

The sound of buying and selling on the street is getting louder and louder, the sound of bargaining is continuous, in the restaurant, Xiao Er is shuttling quickly with wine and food, and from time to time there is the sound of guessing fists, talking and laughing, and the sound of cups colliding.

Su Minghua, who had been wandering outside for a long time, had really not seen this grand occasion for a long time, and his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

There was a call at the entrance of the street, and Yan Qingzheng beckoned to him: "Huahua, this way!" ”

Su Minghua hurriedly ran over: "Is the long-arm master you said here?" ”

"That's right, I'll take you to meet Mr. Sanqing, almost all the machinery you have seen since you came in from the Nighthouse are from his hands," Yan Qing took him and instructed, "I'll behave better later." ”

Su Minghua nodded, a little curious about his title, why did he call a person who was cast in iron as Mr.? In his impression, it should be some burly men with long beards who deal with iron all day long.

The moment he saw "Mr. Sanqing", all Su Minghua's doubts were dispelled, the man in front of him was wearing a raven-colored robe, the sleeves were tied around his neck with his shirt, a cannon was placed in front of the table, his head was wrapped in a scarf, Ruyu's knuckles were holding a screw to look at the candlelight, the back of his hand was clear and slender, but the smooth muscle lines could be faintly seen.

is different from the bookish gentleman in the private school, and unlike the man who struck iron and sweated in the shop, it can be said that he is not like the people in this sleepless shop at all.

At that time, if you want to enter the Nightless Fang, you must have some ability to settle down, either be able to do business, or practice medicine, or sprinkle and sweep the laundry and cook before the court, or be able to defend with martial arts.

And this "Mr. Sanqing" was rejected as soon as he got started, not for anything else, but because he looked too thoughtful, and the kind of temperament he carried, like a noble family with a bright breeze and a bright moon, so what's the use of asking this young master who can't carry his shoulders and can't lift his hands to come in?

Yan Qing took the lion's head at that time, and the people in the Buyefang almost survived by relying on a few of them, so she naturally had a veto power, she only glanced at Sanqing roughly, and then waved her hand and said: "The Buyefang doesn't look at the face, the son should choose another good habitat." ”

"Girl and slow," the elegant young man in the pure white Confucian shirt bowed as if he was consciously abrupt, like a cloud of clothes fluttering lightly in the air, and silently restrained, because his back was straight, and he was tall, so he did it, and he was able to do it smoothly, which can be called a model of etiquette Zhou Quan, but there was no pedantic and sour, his tone was plain and clear, "I don't know if I can allow a walk around this nightless shop?" ”

Yan Qing was shaken by his righteous color, and Fang Yiqing next to her coughed to remind her, she lowered her head and scratched her nose in a little panic: "Son, please poop, as long as you don't rely on it." ”

After speaking, she didn't plan to pay attention to it, turned around and wanted to leave, and the moment she stepped out, she still took it back and said one more word: "There is a pharmacy at the entrance of Nanjie, report Fang Qing's name, and someone will treat you for you." ”

Sanqing was stunned for a moment, and his right hand was tucked into his sleeve, he thought he had covered it up quite well, but he didn't expect to be discovered, and then he smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

After returning to his worries, Yan Qing planned to continue his sleeping career, but half an hour later, Fang Yi sent a very complicated design drawing: "That person gave it, saying that meeting is fate, and I gave it to you as a gift." ”

Yan Qing looked at the drawings, his heart surged for a while, and he grabbed Fang Yi and asked, "What about others?" ”

"It should have just come out of the Nightless Fang," Fang Yi said and sent a peanut to his mouth, "What's wrong?" ”

didn't answer him, Yan Qing chased out, and didn't see anyone outside the night shop until he didn't see anyone, at this time the sun was scorching, it was the most active time period for zombies, she was a little nervous in her heart, such a white-faced scholar, afraid that something was going to happen, pinching the picture, a layer of fine sweat broke out of her palms, and she was about to go out to find it, when a voice came from behind her.

"Fang Qing!" Fang Yi's face was cold, "Let's go, something happened on North Street." ”

Yan Qing suddenly turned around and hurriedly followed: "What's the matter?" ”

"There's an intruder."

Outside the Nightless Place, some unobtrusive danger is getting closer, bringing with it an air of restlessness and restlessness.

Bang Dang!

The gate made of high-speed rail was pushed open a small opening, and the dust ran in a hurry, and the hem of the black robe flew up as he walked, and he said in a condensed voice: "Eight hundred meters away." ”

Yan Qing was calm, and his perception spread in all directions, and suddenly his pupils were slightly compressed-

"Auntie!" Mu Xiaoba slid down from the lookout and rushed like an arrow, "Suddenly more than a dozen survivors from the north are rushing to this side, extremely attracting zombies!" ”

"It is estimated that there are hundreds of zombies nearby, and they are following them this way!"

Fang Yi scolded: "What kind of fragrant dumplings actually caused the zombies to go out en masse?" Fucking they're going to kill you! ”

However, Yan Qing didn't give everyone any time to panic, and in a short period of time, she had already issued a series of clear instructions:

"Everyone has gone up to the lookout, Fang Yi, you go and call everyone up and enter a state of combat readiness."

"Bring the carriage here, I'll go and lure away the zombies, and Hachi will bring a water bomb with me."

"There are only a few hundred zombies, those who can hold it, don't panic!"

All the survivors who could reach the Sleepless Fang had experienced nine deaths, and after they were at a loss for a short time, everyone quickly took action, bringing out axes, hoes, shovels and other tools from their homes, and guarding the direction where the zombies came.

Three red horses galloped in, their legs were tied with spikes like wolf teeth, this is the iron horse left by Zhao Chuyun, after some special modifications by Yanqing, there is a large black box attached to it, and there are several shocking holes in the box, as if it was smashed out by some heavy object.

The horse didn't slow down at all when it ran over, and the moment it passed by, Yan Qing grabbed the saddle and stepped up, while Fang Yi grabbed the iron ladder in the rear compartment, and Mu Xiaoba jumped up and jumped directly onto the top of the carriage.

Three fierce horses roared out from the north gate, and countless slender vines grew on Mu Xiaoba's face, and began to plant water bombs on both sides of the road, which were made of a special membrane cloth, and would break when the temperature reached a certain level.

Luo Chengan and the others began to carry the water jug to the city wall, the water jug was very large, almost half a person high, he held a huge spray gun, and shouted: "Hurry up! ”

The screams of the crowd and the roar of the monsters were clearly audible, and the black pressed the zombies forward in groups, grabbing and tearing the last two or three women, and the screams pierced the sky.

Yan Qing's pupils constricted slightly, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from the corner of his jaw.