rotten first year

Chapter 2 The First Day

At dusk, the autumn wind blew across the desolate weeds and dying bushes along the bank, accompanied by mournful roars and the fighting sounds of blunt weapons.

"Second brother, hurry up and see how he is doing!"

With a burst of anxious urging, the man who kept urging was waving the shovel in his hand, and suddenly smashed a head that was screaming more like a monster than a 'human'.

"Hey, hey, wake up, wake up!"

Behind that person, a middle-aged man with a bald head was constantly patting the face of a pale boy with chapped lips, trying to wake him up.

With another muffled sound and more and more wailing sounds, the burly man holding a shovel knocked down a wailing 'person' again.

"I can't do it, second child, drag him away, go, go! There are more and more monsters!"

With another muffled sound, the strong man holding a shovel in front once again solved a monster, and turned around anxiously.

"excuse me!"

After finishing speaking, the bald uncle grabbed the fainted boy's arm and was about to put it on his shoulder.

But the moment he grabbed the boy's arm, the boy's arm twisted and deftly countered the bald uncle's arm.

Seeing the astonishment in the uncle's eyes, the next second he felt his neck was cold, and he looked down at a gleaming dagger against his neck.

Before the bald man could react, he saw the boy withdraw his dagger and a carp straightened up and stood up.

The boy's first reaction after waking up was to look around with puzzled eyes. There were five or six roaring monsters slowly walking towards him, as well as a burly and muscular man who was fighting the monster with a shovel. A bald and greasy uncle.

Before the boy looked carefully, he heard the burly man yelling anxiously.

"Go, wake up and go!"

After finishing speaking, the man put away the shovel and hurriedly ran towards the boy, pulled the greasy uncle up, and asked the boy eagerly, "Can you still walk, little brother?"

"can."

"Go that way!
There was no extra nonsense. After finishing speaking, the burly man pointed with his finger. The boy and the man were about to leave, but with a howling sound, five monsters surrounded them at the same time.

Different from the panic that flashed across the faces of the two, the boy who had just woken up was as pale as a sheet of paper, and the corners of his mouth were twitching slightly while his brows were furrowed.

"These people are as likely to become the living dead as the mission target."

The boy had no time to think about it.

As the five monsters got closer and closer, the man yelled "呔" and the shovel in his hand had already stabbed forward forcefully in the chest of one monster.

At the same time, the boy also moved, and he sprinted.

Seeing that he was about to collide with the monster, it was too late to say it, the boy lowered his center of gravity, and his body shrank into a ball the moment his head touched the ground.

Hearing the sound of rolling across the grass, the boy passed through the monster's crotch, turned over, and stood up in one go.

The boy turned around and kicked on the monster's back, and the monster fell forward with a 'plop' under the force. Without giving the monster a chance to struggle, the boy immediately leaned forward and slashed the dagger across the monster's neck.

The boy feebly shook the blood on the dagger, and the monster's head rolled away to the side.

Following the rolling of the head, the young man heard a roar coming from behind him. The pale young man pointed the dagger in his hand, raised his arm and turned around without muddling.

'pooh'

With the sound of the dagger piercing into the flesh, another head fell to the ground with the blood spilled from the sword.

The teenager looked up at the last monster in front of him, squatted down, stretched his legs, and spun.

"Pretty!"

As the monster tripped over the boy's sweeping legs, there was also a very appreciative compliment from behind the boy.

Looking back, I saw that the two monsters behind me had also been dealt with separately.

The monster on the ground wanted to struggle up with a ferocious face, but what greeted him was only a cold dagger.

"Brother is very skillful!"

Following another burst of praise, the two with smiles on their faces walked quickly towards the boy.

"I need food now, and water."

The pale-faced young man spit out such a sentence towards the smiling two people walking towards them expressionlessly, making the two of them stiffen.

The man holding the shovel put his shovel on the ground in embarrassment and said, "No problem brother, this place is not far from my house and we will arrive in a while. We saw you lying on the bank on the way back from the town. .”

"Now the town is full of zombies that bite everyone, my brothers want to take you with me."

Seeing the young man's face softened slightly.

The man paused, scratched his head in embarrassment, pointed at the yellow-haired uncle beside him and said, "There are only two brothers in my family, my name is Zhuang Zi, and his name is Er Zhuang, in my family."

"My name is Chen Mo, please lead the way, I'm not in a good state right now."

Chen Mo, whose face was as pale as paper, interrupted Zhuangzi's words, but looking at the two brothers who were once again embarrassed, the bald head couldn't help but open his mouth with displeasure.

"Hey, I said why are you like this!"

As soon as the voice of dissatisfaction fell, Er Zhuang was about to move forward and try to grab Chen Mo's collar.

"Sorry little brother, my brother has a bad temper. You and I come to my house to eat and drink first. Now my town and village are not peaceful, and there are zombies eating people everywhere."

During the speech, Da Zhuang looked dignified and at the same time stretched out his arms to stop Er Zhuang, and motioned for Chen Mo to follow him.

Chen Mo nodded, and ran forward behind the two brothers.

As the scenery changed along the way, Chen Mo looked at the withered trees and grass around him, and saw a few zombies feasting on people's corpses from time to time, panic flashed in his ever-changing eyes.

"Hey, I want to ask you, why did you pass out on the bank of the river?"

On the way to trot, Er Zhuang, who didn't give Chen Mo a good face, turned around and asked Chen Mo.

"On the way back from my trip, the fish in the water started to bite my boat's engine frantically. The boat's engine was damaged. I started to drift on the water until I was about to dehydrate. When I woke up, I saw you." Chen Mo then replied blankly .

"I'm going uphill to my house!"

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, Zhuangzi said with a little excitement.

'squeak'

With the ear-piercing sound, the two iron fence gates about two meters high slowly opened.

The three of them walked into the yard slowly, and what they saw was the dilapidated courtyard. The yard was about [-] square meters. Although it was not big, it was also desolate.

As the three of them entered the brick house, the dark room gave off a gloomy feeling. As the energy-saving lamps hung on the roof were turned on, Chen Mo frowned and looked at the pile of old furniture and an old antenna TV in front of him. .

Before Chen Mo could open his mouth, he saw Zhuangzi walking towards him with a basket of steamed buns and a can of water.

　Ten chapters will be moved out today, and the remaining ten chapters will be updated tonight.

　　
　
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