Chapter 4: You're too fierce
Qin Jue's eyes were numb and black, and he almost hit the wooden door frame when the world was spinning. She thought that it would be good to find some alcohol to disinfect temporarily, and just as she was thinking about it, she clearly identified a smell of wine from the complex taste of vegetables, fruits, and sauces, and followed the taste and went straight to the innermost room.
There are a lot of brown and white glass bottles on the shelves against the wall. Her eyes were blurry, and the dim light and the reflection of the glass bottle pierced her eyes. There was a strong smell of alcohol mixed with various sauces, and her head buzzed strongly.
She blinked vigorously and saw clearly the red label "Erguotou" on the white transparent glass bottle.
Qin Jue hurriedly grabbed a bottle down, and the shelves were hit by her with a ping bang bang. She unscrewed the cap, and the knuckles on her hands were a little white from the exertion.
A strong aroma of wine rushed to her brain, thinking that she might die soon, and she hadn't drunk much in peacetime, so she poured two large mouthfuls directly into the bottle. The spicy taste of alcohol was very pungent, and the temple of the five internal organs warmed up in an instant, and people were also refreshed. Her hands were shaking with sweat, and she grabbed the bottle and poured the rest of the wine on her entire blue arm.
The intense pain fiercely pierced Qin Jue's nerves, like a shot in the heart, making her eyes suddenly clear. The itching sensation that scratched my heart and cheeks just now was offset by the severe pain. She only vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she didn't have time to dig into what it was.
"You're too fierce." Wang Yiyi rushed over, tore the bandage with a bang, quickly wrapped the wound on Qin Jue's arm, and carefully tied a beautiful bow.
"Alright, for now." Looking at the bow he tied with satisfaction, "I'll go see if there's anything else I can take away." Wang Yiyi was about to turn around, Qin Jue grabbed her arm, and she turned her head to look at Qin Jue inexplicably.
Wang Yiyi in front of him was already grayish-white, her red lips had long faded, her eyes were bloodshot, and her eyes were a little cloudy. Qin Jue was a little shocked: "You...... Also hurry up and disinfect with alcohol. Wang Yiyi's head shook like a rattle, "You spare me, I'll die first." He got up and went outside, looking around at the little market that was left.
Qin Jue leaned against the shelf and gasped, looking up to see a light bulb hanging from a wire on the ceiling, and the dim light was only about 60 watts. As soon as the wind blew, it swayed, and on the gray cement wall, light and shadow pulled and swayed back and forth in this narrow space, as if her heart was pounding at the moment.
Looking sideways, I found a separate red lacquered wooden door next to the spirits shelf, mottled with paint, revealing the color of the log. Old houses usually have such a structure, the front room is used as a façade, and the back room is used for resting, or stockpiling.
Her eyes were clear for only a moment, and after the pain passed, the itching began to spread again. Something is going deeper, gradually, into her body, making people can't help but want to go crazy, and the violent air seems to be just a piece of paper.
She didn't want to give up like this, but she couldn't bear the weakness after waves of resistance.
"Yiyi, I probably won't last long. We need to find a place to rest. Qin Jue propped his knees, his normally nimble limbs felt extremely heavy now, and his voice was only exhaling.
Wang Yiyi opened a snakeskin bag by the vegetable stall with a "bang", anxiously looking for something to eat at night. Suddenly, there was a sound of "bang la la" outside the vegetable market, as if the metal was squeezed by something, and it made people's teeth ache.
At this time, the sunset had sunset, and the deep blue night sky had only a trace of afterglow, a little purple, and something was more than a shadow.
Wang Yiyi paused, the hairs on her hands stood up because of something, and then ran to Qin Jue's side like crazy, dragged Qin Jue to open the wooden door next to her and got in. After entering the house, he pulled Qin Jue to squat against the wall and closed the door with a bang.
The room was extremely quiet, except for the staggered and rapid gasps of the two men.
Because it's so quiet, any sound sounds extra noticeable.
Woooo Something was scratched on the concrete wall.
Neither of them could see each other clearly in the dark, but the voice was in the room. Wang Yiyi slowly squeezed towards Qin Jue, holding her breath, opening her eyes wide, and staring hard into the darkness, hoping to see something clearly.
Qin Jue was already a little dazed at the moment, and he could faintly see red points of light in the darkness, sometimes dots, and moments like spots of light, moving. Wang Yiyi couldn't see anything, but grabbed Qin Jue's arm helplessly with both hands, and the more she squeezed it, the tighter she became.
The sound of clucking is getting closer and closer, as if it is the sound of footsteps, but the rhythm is not normal. In the smell of sauce and liquor, Wang Yiyi also smelled a rusty smell, which became more and more intense.
The darkness was like a surge, gradually overwhelming her head, and she couldn't breathe.
Her back was pressed against the wall, her heartbeat sounded like a loud sound, her eyes filled with tears, and her lips trembled uncontrollably.
At this moment, there was a clattering sound outside the wall behind him, and something hard was scratched from the wall all the way to the wooden door. A slight vibration sensation came from the clinging back.
Wang Yiyi finally closed her eyes tightly, and tears rolled down.
Qin Jue opened her eyes in an instant, and she only felt that part of her body was becoming cold, and part of it was so hot that it was about to burn. The force of the stinging, like a steel needle piercing from her arm into her body, penetrated into the center of her body without stopping, encroaching on her consciousness. It's just that this "steel needle" didn't spread around under her strong resistance, and finally condensed into a hot liquid, like a heartbeat.
She could clearly feel her heart beating weak, not beating at any time. This hot liquid had the energy to replace her heart, and the feeling of power brought by the hot mass of her heart even made her feel comfortable. She patted Wang Yiyi, who had been clutching her arm tightly, and she felt that she could gradually control this power.
Qin Jue stood up slowly, Wang Yiyi grabbed her wrist, and didn't dare to sit on the ground and move behind her.
This time, Qin Jue could see clearly that there were three zombies in front of him.
Maybe I was locked up in the house and couldn't get out. At the head was a woman, standing in front of her, a few steps away.
The woman was not tall, her plump round face was half gone, and one side of her teeth and cheekbones were exposed. She was wearing a short-sleeved dress with red and white dots, and a cyan plastic apron hanging from her chest, and her short sleeves framed a pair of white arms. She opened her mouth like a black hole, her eyes were gray, and she stretched out her hand like a claw, grabbing Qin Jue.
All this was as clear as slow motion in Qin Jue's eyes.
Qin Jue no longer felt scared at this time, she stretched out her slender fingers and touched the forehead of the zombie in the red dress that was still intact, and suddenly a scene appeared in front of her that she had never seen before: when the sky was still bright, the woman drove a small blue three-wheeler here to come out of the stall, loading and unloading fresh vegetables, up and down more than a dozen times, and she was alone.
When the sun rises, she takes out a white long-sleeved sunscreen and a yang hat from under the stall and puts them on, and haggles with the customers in a loud voice, quickly stuffing a few handfuls of free green onions or garlic for the regular customers, shaking the white flower's arms, and warmly beckoning people to come back tomorrow. When I was free, I loudly showed off my bright new dress with the aunt in the stall next door, and gently asked my son, who was in his first year of high school, on the phone if he wanted to eat the sweet and sour pork ribs she made.
Looking at only half of her face and her blue complexion, Qin Jue only felt that her heart was sour, and the gray eyes of the zombie in the red dress looked at Qin Jue and became so quiet.
At this time, the other two zombies behind her suddenly looked at the door and roared fiercely.
Wang Yiyi, who was curled up on the ground, couldn't help but bury her head in her knees, cover her ears, and crying overflowed from her mouth.
The wooden door was torn apart with a thud, and a tall monster stood outside the door.
Yes, a monster.
It is more than two heads taller than the average person, with long hands and feet, and sharp claws. The sternum protrudes, and there is a bright red opening and closing in the abdomen.
It poked its head into the low doorframe and looked in, saliva dripping down the concrete floor, an unspeakable stench in the air. Wang Yiyi cried and buried her face in her knees and curled up in the corner.
Qin Jue turned his head to look at the monster, and the zombie in the red dress also turned his head to look at the monster at the same time. Qin Jue's hanging fingers moved slightly, and the fingers of the red-dressed zombie also moved slightly, and then she rushed towards the monster violently, and slammed it into the outhouse with the force of her shoulder. The moonlight penetrated into the inner room like this, and Wang Yiyi, who was huddled in the corner, didn't dare to stand up, but saw two zombies following Qin Jue out of the faint light outside the house.
Wang Yiyi landed on all fours against the wall, crawled to the edge of the wooden door, and quietly stuck out his head to look out.
The moonlight was exceptionally bright tonight, and the road outside the vegetable stall was covered with silver gauze.
The bald monster reflected the luster of human flesh and skin, and under the moonlight, it raised its head and screamed twice from time to time, staring at Qin Jue in the center of the field walking back and forth anxiously.
Wang Yiyi tightly covered her mouth that had grown up in surprise, and there were tears in her widening eyes that didn't have time to roll down, and a small figure with long hair flying was reflected on her pupils.