The strong man let out another breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead and face with his hands, and then bent down to pick up the steel gun that had fallen to the ground.

After picking up the gun, he turned to look at the busy farmers, and his eyes flashed with a hint of danger.

He was thinking about whether to kill these guys who saw his ugliness!

When those farmer men saw his expression, they didn't know what he had in mind?

There was no need for anyone else to greet them, they all ran away in unison.

Looking at the crops fleeing like birds and beasts, the strong man spat to the side, and then walked behind the haystack to lie down again, and rubbed the joints of the index finger and palm of his right hand with his hands.

He was tired of walking just now, and wanted to rest here for a while, so that he could start again at any time.

But now, he had to wait until the swelling and pain in his index finger disappeared before he dared to go to Zhengjia Village.

Otherwise, don't look at this injury, but it is very likely to affect your right hand, in case of bad luck, you touch that zombie, your right hand suddenly can't be used, then it's a big trouble!

Don't die at the hands of that guy just now, and then die at the hands of that zombie because of this injury!

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Wang Yu took the old donkey and continued to walk forward, and after walking for about an hour, he could already see the village in front of him.

Getting closer, approaching the entrance of the village, looking at the scene of Zhengjia Village, Wang Yu narrowed his eyes.

Unlike Hejia Village, where there are still many people who have leisure and leisure, squatting at the entrance of the village and chatting, Zhengjia Village can be regarded as gloomy and bleak.

Standing in his current position, looking inside from the entrance of the village, not only was there no one at the entrance of the village, but even in the village, there were few people moving around, even if there were one or two people, they were in a hurry, and they disappeared after a while.

It seems that the zombie has caused enough harm to the people of Zhengjia Village, and in broad daylight, the villagers dare not go out.

Wang Yu shook his head, sighed in his heart, and was about to go into the village to take a look, but he pulled the reins, but found that he didn't pull it.

The old donkey is reluctant to move forward?

The last time this happened, I met a vixen and wanted to go home with her, so what's wrong with it this time?

He turned his head to look at the old donkey, but realized that he was thinking too much.

The old donkey, who has always been drooping his head, is holding his head high at the moment, and he is also throwing his head to the side, Wang Yu looks puzzled, and he doesn't know what it is doing at all.

After thinking about it, he still couldn't guess what the old donkey meant, so he simply let go of the reins in his hand and let the old donkey move freely.

The old donkey, who had lost his restraints, turned a little and walked slowly towards the right side of the entrance to the village.

Wang Yu raised his eyebrows, and now he probably understood that the old donkey wanted to let him follow it, so he followed.

The old donkey, with a slightly stiff step, walked slowly to a small courtyard at the far edge of the village, stepped up the steps skillfully, opened the hidden door with his head, and went in on his own.

And Wang Yu, who was following behind it, did not walk in for the first time, but stood at the door and looked left and right at the small courtyard.

The courtyard looked to have been abandoned for a long time, and both the stone steps at the entrance and the walls of the courtyard were covered with thick moss.

However, due to the prolonged drought, without the moisture of rain, these mosses lost their moist luster and became dry, and the originally developed root system also lost its adhesion.

The old donkey's hooves trampled several pieces of moss off the steps of the doorway, revealing the stones below.

The door frame at the entrance of the courtyard was covered with cobwebs stained with dust and small insect corpses, and the top door frame even broke off a corner and became tilted under the corrosion of time and termites.

The wooden gate was also covered with dust and insect eyes, and even if it was only pushed by the old donkey, it was already crumbling in disrepair.

After looking at the periphery of the courtyard, Wang Yu also raised his feet, walked up the steps covered with moss, and subconsciously stretched out his hand towards the wooden door, but he glanced at the wooden door, hesitated, and still took his hand back.

He was really afraid that if he was not careful, he would break this broken door.

Walking into the courtyard, he looked around and found that the courtyard was full of all kinds of stones and woods of different sizes and of uneven thickness.

The stone was better, except for the same moss as the steps.

Wood is different, after years of wind and rain, broken, rotten, basically there are few good wood.

Wang Yu turned his head and looked back and forth several times, but he didn't see the old donkey who came first, so he walked a distance ahead, and finally saw a wooden shed behind a pile of rocks, in which the old donkey was eating withered grass.

Seeing that the old donkey looked familiar from entering the door, to entering the shed, and then to eating, Wang Yu didn't know that this house with a yard was where the original Wang Li lived before!

Old donkey, it's home!

Wang Yu stepped forward, took off the package on the old donkey's back, as well as the spear and hat, put it aside, and then walked towards the house.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the house, he subconsciously covered his mouth and nose with his hands, but strangely, the dusty and musty sight he expected did not appear.

Compared with the cluttered yard, although there are not many furnishings in the house, there is only a bed with a futon on the bed, a table, and a few chairs, and it even feels poorer than the fox demon's house, but it is clean and tidy, as if someone has been living here.

Burglar?

This is Wang Yu's first reaction, after all, the yard is so dirty and messy, how can the house be so clean? Unless someone cleans it!

But in an abandoned yard, except for the "thieves" who are staying here, who will be idle to come here to clean it?

But he didn't care too much, after all, he was not a thief who could provoke him now!

Wang Yu still has to thank the thief, if it weren't for him, would he have been able to sleep in a clean and tidy bed?

He stretched and walked towards the bed, wanting to lie down and rest for a while.

However, he had only taken two steps when an orange object "swished" out from under the bed, ran to his feet in the blink of an eye, and then came up to his feet.

I didn't see what it was, but when he saw that the other party was coming at him, Wang Yu subconsciously wanted to kick it over, but the moment he looked down and saw it, he forcibly took back the foot he had raised.

It is a yellow-and-white orange cat with an orange color that goes up from its forehead to its back and then to its tail; The nose down, from the chin to the abdomen, is pure white.

It is said that "nine out of ten orange cats are fat, and one is overwhelmed by the kang", but the orange cat in front of him not only does not have a little fat and strong body of the same kind, but even other kinds of cats are not comparable, so thin that only one skin and bone remains.

Fortunately, the hair is relatively clean, there is no smell on the body, and there is no disease.

It was leaning against Wang Yu's feet, rubbing its head against his feet constantly, and its mouth was still screaming "hey, hey, hey", but its cry was very weak, and it looked like it had been hungry for a long time.

Wang Yu looked at the orange cat that kept rubbing his right foot, squatted down, and stretched out his right hand.

The orange cat immediately gave up his right foot, rubbed his hand with his head, and leaned on his hand.

Wang Yu touched the fluffy cat's head with his hand, and pinched the cold cat's ears.

The orange cat didn't resist either, and let his hand run around his head.

Looking at the cat leaning at his feet, Wang Yu sighed.

If this cat is Wang Li's cat, it is the cat that Wang Li kept at home before leaving Zhengjia Village, and according to the background story, Wang Li has been away from his hometown for seven years.

That is, this cat, here, waited for him for seven years!

From the size of this cat, it can also be seen that no one pities it, sympathizes with it, and gives it food.

It lives without a meal, without a meal, and may even be without food for several days.

But even so, it is still here waiting for its master to return!

In the face of the master who abandoned itself and forgot about himself, not only did it not get angry and did not leave, but even as soon as the master returned, it came up and used its body to please the master, as if to say: "Master, do you think I am well-behaved?" I've been waiting for you to come back! ”

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yu couldn't help but sigh again, and sighed in his heart: How many seven years can a cat have?