The world is full of malice

"They ran away?" Han Liqiu was a little surprised.

Qingchen shook his head: "Surely not, how could a person who can do such a thing give up a good site without zombies so easily, they are going to hide in a safe place, and when I am besieged, they take advantage of the chaos up the mountain."

Because the speed of the zombies was slower than that of the disabled, they deliberately chose a location that was not too far away and left Qingchen behind.

Qingchen came down the mountain to buy vegetables, he took out his wallet and didn't bring anything with him, he fumbled all over his body, only the key on his body could barely be regarded as a weapon, and at this time the zombie closest to Qingchen was crooked came behind him.

The zombies opened their mouths wide and exhaled a stench, their eyes were blue and white like evil spirits surrounding Qingchen, and the little Taoist priests who had never seen anything in the market were completely frightened by the group of monsters emitting a foul smell.

Seeing more and more zombies surrounded him in all directions, he could only close his eyes in despair.

At this moment, he heard a roar: "Idiot! What are you doing standing up, squat down!"

Qing Chen didn't recognize whose voice it was at first, but when he opened his eyes, he realized it was his master!

The old man with a rather strong body was holding a stick he picked up from nowhere in his hand, and with two sticks he directly killed the zombie closest to Qingchen.

The old man came over and threw Qingchen on his back, and ran fast, spreading some dust while running, just to see that the zombies covered with dust were so fixed!

Qingchen was stunned, and stared at this miraculous scene with wide eyes. When he came back to his senses, he and his master were already on the way up the mountain...

Of course, after being rescued, he was inevitably scolded by his master all afternoon. When he asked about his younger brother, Qingchen explained in detail what happened to them when they went down the mountain. People have performed a great ritual.

When Han Liqiu heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched silently.

He thought that this is indeed a Taoist priest, with a strong heart, knowing that if he runs out of food, there is a high possibility of being plotted against by others, and he still has the mind to do the seven-day ritual.

"Aren't we too silly and sweet at that time... I started to have a fever the day the ceremony was completed. To be precise, it should be the awakening of the supernatural power. The master took care of me and told me what he knew about the disaster. Let's chat."

Of course, there are some speculations of his master, but in fact, by this time, the wish is not important anymore, it is impossible to take out these research results to give a speech to the zombies.

"My master thinks that this disaster is due to the accumulation of devilish energy in the world, and those zombies are affected by the devilish energy. If you want to save them, you need to evolve their energy." Qingchen said, and began to talk A bunch of religious terms that most people don't understand at all.

Anyway, all the people in the car were waking up with dazed faces. The little Taoist priest had already changed several positions and curled up on the chair. He probably didn’t want to explain much, so he just talked a lot by himself. The central idea is that this world is still There is hope.

But his master also said that with their meager strength, they can't save this spiritual smog, so he told him, who may be the only remaining apprentice in this world, to remember to maintain the righteousness in his heart, so that Only then can there be a chance of survival.

At that time, Qingchen was burned to death, and he didn't care about anything, so he agreed to his master quite perfunctorily.

After another week like this, Qing Chen's fever gradually subsided, and his master gave him the method of making special charms.

At the same time, there was also a set of swordsmanship that was passed on to him. It is said that he was beating zombies, Beling. At that time, Qingchen felt that he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he should just practice, so he practiced swords in the yard every day, regardless of what his master was doing. As a result, one day In the morning, his master said he would go down the mountain to have a look, but Qingchen felt something went wrong when he hadn't come back at night.

"Brother Han, don't look at me like that. I used to think that my master is the reincarnation of Zhang Sanfeng. He is supernatural and omnipotent. He is perfect except for his temper. He has a weird temper, so I dare not ask more questions. Ah." Qingchen sighed.

Han Liqiu shrugged and signaled the little Taoist priest to continue. The story has been told intermittently for half a day, which relieved most of the anxiety.

But in fact, Han Liqiu didn't listen to the story very seriously. He always felt that something was wrong. After driving for a long time, why did he become more and more unfamiliar with this road.

Wouldn't it be reversed...

He looked back at Dongfang Jin, Dongfang Jin fell asleep, Shi Xiaobai also closed his eyes and nodded his head bit by bit, only one little Taoist priest was left chattering, in order not to let himself sleepy, Han Liqiu also paid attention The focus continues to be on the story.

That evening, Qingchen felt that something was wrong, so he hurried down the mountain to have a look, but he met a group of people on the way, and his master was among the group of people, as a hostage.

"Xiao Daoist, I haven't seen you for so many days, you won't forget us." The middle-aged man who spoke was the guy who threw him as bait that day, and the group of people still hasn't left.

Qingchen didn't know what method those guys used to live at the foot of the mountain for two weeks, and when his master came down the mountain, he was knocked unconscious and kidnapped.

They want to stay in the Taoist temple, otherwise, they will kill his master.

At that time, Qingchen felt that his master was a master, and when he was caught, these people must have conspired against him. When his master woke up, all these guys would be finished, so he readily agreed.

I took people back to the Taoist temple, but I didn't expect that group of guys started smashing and looting directly, and they didn't find food for a long time, so they arrested Qingchen and asked, Qingchen was taken care of by the master these days, what could he know, so he took them Furious half dead.

Then they locked Qingchen and his master together. At that time, Qingchen already felt that there was something wrong with his master, but he still didn't know how his ability was operated, so he could only keep the feeling in his heart .

He was still waiting for his master to wake up and kill all directions, but who knew that what he waited for was the mutation of his master...

"Your master was bitten?"

"No, he changed it himself...in order to infect those people..." The little Taoist lay uncomfortable on the left and right, and finally sat up. He scratched his back: "I was about to fall asleep that day, and it turned out I suddenly felt uncomfortable, opened my eyes and saw the master fell to the ground grabbing his collar."

His face was completely gray, and his eyes gradually became cloudy. The master finally only said to let him and me go, and then he completely mutated.

After finishing speaking, Qingchen paused for a long time: "... That night, I felt the breath of the zombie at such a close distance, and then I used the charm given to me by the master to immobilize him, and then killed my master."

After he killed his master, he suddenly realized that there were still zombies in this yard!

It was that group of people who mutated in the house and came out slowly after smelling people. It was winter at that time, but Qingchen felt that it was not just the weather that was cold. There would never be a day like this day colder.

"I was forced to master the survival skills that day, and I killed a whole room of people by the way. Later, I found the reason for his mutation in the master's room. At some point, the old man had already gone astray on the road of cultivation... "

Qingchen breathed a long sigh of relief: "He wants to seek longevity, so he wants to work hard on the zombies, which leads to confusion in his body, long-term persistence coupled with the influence of the outside aura... Before he went down the mountain, he had already discovered that something was wrong with his body. I don't know if my master bit those people, or if the devilish energy on his body affected them..."

"So, in fact, I'm not a Taoist now, even the master is no longer a Taoist." The little Taoist was a little depressed, and Han Liqiu wanted to comfort him. When he turned his head, he saw the fundamental dude.

He tilted his head and thought for a while: "No, didn't you say that you encountered the end of the world when you went down the mountain to attend a party? You lied."

"Being forced by the situation!" Qingchen said calmly: "I didn't dare to tell the truth at that time, but you should know it with your toes. There are so many things to go."

"Tsk, why are you telling the truth now?" Han Liqiu felt that this guy was untrustworthy.

Unexpectedly, the little Taoist's face turned serious: "This is the point. I think the purpose of that organization is the same as my master's."

"Your master...you mean, they are pursuing immortality?" Han Liqiu responded before saying, Qingchen nodded: "And it's not just that organization, but also the person who rescued us, I feel it in him Although my master's aura seems to be a little different."

"But so what, we've escaped now."

"Brother Han... have you listened to my story? You think, this kind of persistence can turn a person into a zombie, which means that this kind of emotion has a great influence on people."

Han Liqiu frowned: "So, you said they will become zombies?"

"...I mean, it's impossible for them to let it go!" Qingchen felt a pain in his stomach: "After all the hardships and arrests, can it be enough to draw a few tubes of blood at the end? I thought for a long time and found it impossible , so I have a guess—maybe we didn't escape."

"What do you mean?" Dongfang Jin turned over and sat up.

This startled Qing Chen, he almost jumped up from his chair, but obviously the other party didn't want to apologize for this, so he had no choice but to continue: "Everything here is left by them, maybe there is some monitoring equipment, maybe there are people listening in..."

"speak English!"

"That is to say, maybe we are still the experimental products of those guys so far." Qingchen tried to use a mentally retarded look to counter Dongfang Jin's tough attitude, but obviously he still lacked the fire.