Miaoge doomsday tour

"Zombie..." The old man seemed to murmur softly, the wrinkles on his face made it impossible for Ming Yu to see his expression clearly, "outside...those...dirty...don't even think about...disturbing...the cleanliness."

Tang Junchen put his hand on Mingyu's back, and patted it lightly. He was a little confused, how could there be such a monk who looked like a monk now.Mingyu didn't think it was strange, the disciples of Shaolin Temple always took the lead and hated evil like enemies, and most of them here are also like this.

Tang Junchen looked at the old man carefully from behind Ming Yu. He was wearing a monk's robe, and he was leaning on a cane. He had one hand hanging down, so he couldn't see everything under the monk's robe , but it can be seen from the exposed places that it should have turned into a zombie, but the hand holding the cane is still a human hand. Although it is as dry as sticks and a bit black and rough, it can still be seen.They should be wearing the same shoes as the monk's robes. Although they are a bit worn out, they are of a traditional style and easy to identify.

From this point of view, this old man should be a former monk in this temple.

Ming Yu stopped worrying about whether this person was a zombie or not. Watching him walking in front of him step by step, he seemed to be dim-sighted and couldn't see how many of them there were.Just headed towards the firelight and passed through them.Lin Benyi held his breath tightly all the time. There was a rotten smell coming from the old man's body, which came from his zombie-like left hand.

It's not that they haven't smelled this smell, but the more they look at this old monk, the more frightened they feel.

If he didn't guess wrong, he was the one who rang the bell before. Ming Yu had seen that pavilion before. Although it wasn't high, it was for him. It is impossible for an old monk.He has probably been walking over since he rang the bell, and he has not arrived at the main hall until now.

Although Tang Junchen has never been to a temple to practice, he still knows that he always sings Buddhist scriptures after the morning bell and evening drum.

After the old monk passed through them, he stopped in front of the lit candlesticks. He seemed to want to take the candlesticks, but he was unable to stand without a walking stick. After hesitating for a while, he still took the candlesticks Candles were discarded.The old monk just walked slowly into the darkness where the candlelight couldn't reach.

Lin Benyi walked a few steps, as if he wanted to have a look.

Scruples knocked him once, and he became honest.

Ming Yu and Tang Junchen looked at each other, their steps began to lighten up, people began to move, they slowly stepped over the threshold and entered the hall.

Ming Yu took a candle lamp and illuminated a little bit of the road ahead, but the hall was still in a state of being invisible.I don't know if it's because the beams and pillars in the main hall are so high that you can't see anything at a glance. Lin Benyi felt his heart hang when he took a look.

In fact, they can know where the old monk is without looking over there. The rotten smell from his body alone is enough for Mingyu to determine his position.Before they saw the old monk, the sound of the old monk's crutches hitting the ground disappeared.

"Brother Ming." Lin Benyi suddenly became nervous.

Ming Yu raised his hand to tell him not to speak.

At this moment, the sound of wooden fish echoed in the hall.None of them had the leisure to knock on the wooden fish now, and the only one who knocked was the old monk.

Ming Yu took a few steps forward and then stopped.He could see the old monk sitting on the grass futon in front of him, and the human hand was knocking on the wooden fish that Lin Benyi had played with when he walked in.

"This master..." Tang Junchen called, and the wooden fish's voice stopped.

"You...want...to...ask...what...?" The old monk pressed his zombified left hand under his right hand and placed it on his lap.

"This is you?" Tang Junchen looked at Mingyu, then at Lin Benyi who was holding onto Mingyu's arm and would not let go.

"Kamma... calamity... can't be avoided..." A few words came out of the old monk's mouth, but Tang Junchen felt that he didn't understand anything.

The old monk didn't care about them, he just pushed back the sleeve of his left hand.

He heard Lin Benyi couldn't help but say "Damn!" He saw that the old monk's left arm was wrapped with Buddhist beads.It should not be said that it is full, it should be said that those Buddhist beads were strangled into the old monk's flesh, but what is more striking is that the upper and lower parts of his arms are different.The lower part has indeed turned into zombies, but the upper part has not yet. It is still human skin color. Although there are some age spots, it is still human.

"How could it be like this?" Tang Junchen didn't dare to touch it, but just looking at the beads, he knew that it should have been a string.The things that should have been hung around the neck are now all embedded in the flesh of the arm, and it hurts to look at it.

"Stain... dirt... remove..." The old monk's words were still intermittent, but now he combined this arm, and he guessed the general meaning.

Tang Junchen looked at Ming Yu in a blink of an eye, Ming Yu nodded at him, and then sat down on the straw futon next to the old monk, facing the old monk, not the Buddha.

The old monk didn't look at Tang Junchen, he lowered his eyes and stopped looking at anyone, and then began to chant scriptures and worship Buddha. His hands were very stiff, but knocking on the wooden fish brought out the charm. "Boom...boom...boom..." The sound of the wooden fish kept on going all night.

Tang Junchen and the others fell asleep to the sound of the wooden fish, and Mingyu let Tang Junchen lean on him. He kept looking at the old monk without closing his eyes all night, but Lin Benyi and the Gu family brothers slept peacefully in the sound of the wooden fish being knocked.Because the old monk is here, Mingyu has already visited other places before falling asleep, and there is only this old monk in such a large temple, so he didn't go to guard the peony afterwards.

After one night, the sky gradually turned brighter. The old monk read the scriptures and Buddhist scrolls all night, but there was no trace of fatigue on his face, and even compared with the previous day, there was no change at all.

When Tang Junchen and the others woke up in the morning, the sound of the old monk's wooden fish hadn't stopped.

"How is it?" Tang Junchen was the first to wake up, and he was next to Ming Yu.As soon as he opened his eyes, he could see that Mingyu was beside him, as if he had noticed his movements in advance, and was staring at him non-stop.

Ming Yu shook his head, this old monk just sat there all night chanting sutras and worshiping the Buddha, never took a step away, never drank a sip of water, never said a single unnecessary word to him.

Tang Junchen turned his head and glanced at the old monk who was still chanting sutras. He didn't speak again, but his movements were very light. He first went to the back to look at Peony.Of course, the peonies are still intact, but the lotus flowers in the two jars have grown back overnight, and none of the flower mouths are missing compared to yesterday.

When he came back, both Lin Benyi and the Gu family brothers woke up.Ming Yu gave them all the food from his backpack, and then he heard the old monk who had been ignoring them all this time suddenly say, "The main hall... is full of energy... food... leave..."

Tang Junchen guessed that the old monk probably wanted them to go out to eat, and it was really not very good to eat in front of the Buddha.

Tang Junchen and the others all brought their breakfast to the courtyard, although there were no other mutated plants here except for the two vats of mutated lotus that looked a bit dangerous and their own peonies.Probably even if there were some in the first place, they were all eaten up by these flower mouths.

Tang Junchen and the others finished their breakfast with these mutated plants, and Ming Yu also brought out a portion, which was for the old monk, but who knew that this portion of vegetarian food was not sent out.The old monk didn't seem to need to eat to replenish his strength at all, which was quite similar to a zombie.

Ming Yu held back his stomach full of questions, and after a thousand words, he wanted to ask, what exactly is this old monk?He can't be regarded as a human being or a zombie in this situation, but he has combined the common advantages of the two. He hasn't eaten for so long, and although he doesn't move fast, he has the thinking ability of a human being...

They ate breakfast in the courtyard, and after breakfast, it was time to pack up and start on their way.

Who knew that just before Ming Yu and the others were about to leave, that old monk who was walking with a limp took them to see a tree.That's right, it's still a tree, not mutated like the mutated plants outside.It still maintains the appearance before the doomsday, but its size is very large, probably two people can't hug it together.It was a ginkgo tree.The branches and veins of the ginkgo tree are very luxuriant, and now the ginkgo leaves have turned yellow, and even some ginkgo leaves that have completely turned yellow have begun to slowly fall down.

"Where is this ginkgo tree?" Tang Junchen and the others patiently followed the old monk and came here. Seeing that the tree had not mutated, they naturally associated it with the old monk.

The old monk is now a half-corpse man, half zombie, half human.Although his urge to eat human flesh and bite people has slowly formed in his brain, but because of his firm belief, he can always appear as a human instead of a monster.

"Hundreds of years... the age of the tree..." The old monk could still hear his words, but he really didn't know very well, but he had already become like this, so what else could he say.

Tang Junchen looked at the ginkgo tree, but he didn't find any ginkgo fruit on the tree. This is an ordinary tree, and the only strange thing about it is its age.But it is cherished now, the more ordinary and ordinary things are the more precious in the apocalypse.Why are other plants mutated, but this ginkgo tree is still safe and sound?Why didn't the old monk become a zombie just by wrapping his arms tightly with the string of Buddhist beads?

Tang Junchen carefully observed these things. Maybe in the future, when he wants to develop drugs to restrain zombie viruses, this thing will be a valuable material.He even deliberately took some leaves and bark, and asked Ming Yu to pack them into his backpack.Maybe these things can be studied in the future.

The author has something to say: It's one o'clock, I will replace it after one o'clock, I am also very drunk!Good night everyone, go to sleep now.I continue to struggle!