Zombies are self-improvement

It was night, the door of the house was opened, and a man in rough clothes came out tiptoely.

Immediately afterwards, the other houses also opened their doors, and most of the people who came out were elderly people of similar age.They gathered together and pointed to the direction of the fence at the entrance of the village?, and stretched their necks to look at? The other end was far away from their residence.

One of them, an old man in his fifties, said in a low voice: "A group of people entered the village today, and the village chief never lets outsiders in. What about us..."

Since someone in the village was infected, the old people worked together to drive out the young zombies? Village, are there any left? The infected old people tied up the old zombies and kept them around.

"We don't like that... Guangzong Yaozu returned home in fine clothes, the old man just wanted his children to come back more often..."

Yuan Yuandao lay beside Liu Wanlin with his eyes open, and moonlight streamed in from the window.

He remembered what the old man said this afternoon.

The old man frowned and smiled bitterly: "Isn't it true that I cursed that bastard to die before? I got it outside...but then I got such a disease. Good people turned into animals, so the old man The ancestors were right, everything is said to be good, and now there is no letter..."

"It's not as good as what he likes to do, come back every year to make us grow old? Let's see if we are fat or thin, and how we are doing..."

The village chief finally cried. The sixty-seventy-year-old man was crying silently to the sound of his wife "clucking" in the shed behind him, and his sadness was written on his face.

People around me are gone, old and homeless, without even a hope.

Nothing but despair.

Yuan Yuandao suddenly heard a corpse howl, and there was a faint fragrance of fragrance.

He hurriedly pushed Liu Wanlin, and said concisely: "There are zombies!"

Liu Wanlin suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out of the bed and pushed open the door. Xu An was putting on his clothes and kicking on his shoes, with a serious expression on his face, and said loudly: "There are zombies, fight urgently!!!"

Immediately after Zhu Wei and others rushed out, the skinny monk held a dagger in his hand, opened the door and rushed out.

So confusing.

Yuan Yuandao watched the scenes under the moonlight.

An old zombie still has scattered ropes on its body, pressing its former wife under its body and gnawing on it...

There are zombies chasing the old man around...

There are also old people holding ropes and trying to lure the zombies out of the fence...

Life and death, like a black and white drama, begins under the moonlight.

Seeing them coming out, the old people hurriedly said, "Don't shoot..."

Liu Wanlin pointed the muzzle of the gun slightly downward.

Suddenly, an unknown wife next to an old man rushed over, and the corpses were entangled with each other with a "plop", and the coarse clothes were covered with dirt.

Yuan Yuandao groaned secretly.

The zombie was frozen on the old man's body? Liu Wanlin understood it when he saw it, and took a few steps forward to kill it.

"Xiu Fen!"

I don't know which old man howled, probably the family of the zombie.The old man's voice was bitter, like the iron claws of an old eagle, hooking directly into people's hearts.

But at this time, I can't care too much.

Xu An said: "The lives of fellow villagers are the most important, be careful yourself!"

Several people started fighting.

In fact, the degree of difficulty is not very high. The corpses are all five or sixty-year-old old men and women. It is difficult because their wives do not agree.

Yuan Yuandao pulled it with one hand and was about to bite it? The old lady zombie of the fat old man on the opposite side, the fat old man is not out of breath? Panting evenly, he came over with a fist.

"Don't touch her!"

Yuan Yuandao was beaten so hard that his face was crooked. Before he recovered, he saw the zombie of the old lady rushing up to deal with the fat old man.

The appearance of daring to hit my boss and you being incompetent is quite feminine.

Yuan Yuandao grabbed the back of its neck, and the old lady bared her teeth, and almost howled "I want to eat meat".

The ideal is full, but the reality is more skinny.Facing the boss of the intelligent corpse, it is powerless to resist, and can only be tied up.

After a while of flying around, the zombies were tied up as quietly as chickens, and the ropes were in the hands of their original family members.

The thin monk was sitting on the ground, meditating and chanting, and the corpses lying in front of him were victims of the battle.

His wife was pulling Liu Wanlin's clothes and beating him with punches.

"You give me back Xiufen...you give me back Xiufen..."

The fist touched the flesh, it didn't hurt very much.Liu Wanlin just let him hit him like this, this time he learned how to behave, lowered his eyes, and said: "I'm sorry..."

Even if I'm sorry, I'll still do these things, he thought, so he added "I'm sorry".

Holding a flashlight in one hand and a rope in the other, the village chief brought his wife out, too. He looked at the mess and said, "What's going on?"

The old man stopped, and said angrily and painfully, "They beat Xiufen to death!"

He seemed to have calmed down a little, remembering who had let this group of people in, and angrily rushed to the village chief.

The village chief pulled his wife aside.

"Why did you let them in! We all agreed not to allow outsiders to come in, just wait? When will you die? In this village!"

The village head did not speak, but looked at his wife: "Liu Ming, do you see that they are still alive?" He said and put his hand to his wife's mouth.

The old lady's human flesh, which she had been craving for so long, reached her mouth, and she was so excited that she opened her mouth to bite.

The sound of flesh and blood being chewed.

Yuan Yuandao didn't? He didn't expect the village chief to pull back his hand. At this time, everyone's eyes were focused here, and he couldn't be exposed anymore. He was about to step forward and tear people away.

However, the village head pushed his wife away by himself. The left arm was bloody and there were obvious signs of corpse.

"They're all dead? Lah, are you still planning to release them? To spoil other people..."

A group of old people began to wipe their tears.

"Have we lived to this age and still can't see it? The dead are the big ones, and the buried is safe. If you are alive, you burn us and bury us in the back mountain. We are not afraid that the children will not find their way home here. It's..."

The village chief looked at the village under the night, how many years? After generations, he thought he could live for another few decades, and live a part of Changshou Village's reputation.Live until Gua Wazi calms down and comes back, live to call his grandfather’s little Gua Wazi out to roam around, and finally he is too old to open his eyes, so he takes his wife’s hand and lays down in the coffin for two people, the coffin is closed, This life has come to an end.

The old man convulsed and fell to the ground? His teeth were clenched, and he suddenly seemed to see his wife in a floral dress. His wife looked like a young man, with shiny braids hanging on his chest, smiling at him with narrowed eyes. ...

The old people let go of the rope and turned their backs.

The sound of several sharp weapons piercing into flesh sounded one after another in the dark night.

I don't know which old man cried? A burst of sobbing sounded, like ups and downs of mourning, echoing in the mountains.

A bonfire was lit, just as the sky broke and the red sun rose.

Zombies, old men and old ladies were put on new clothes and slowly turned into powder while lying in the flames.

And the old man and old lady who survived had red eyes, and their faces were full of traces of time.

Liu Wanlin and other people persuaded them to go back to rest first, but they didn't listen, and they still stood all through the night, standing like vigorous old pines in the morning light.

Sheng Yuan couldn't stop laughing either, and stood aside, his face still a little tired.

He is very clear about the situation of these left-behind elderly people. Two elderly people live in a house and half an acre of land to help each other day and night. The rest of the time is nothing more than looking forward to their children coming back to see more.

It also includes his parents.

Under the nest, have the eggs finished?

This is just a microcosm of the last days.

"grandfather……"

A clear and crisp child's voice pulled everyone out of their depressed mood.

A child with a crooked woolen hat on his head timidly walked over and tugged at the hem of the old man's clothes: "I... I'm hungry."

The old man patted his head, picked up the child, tears dripped on the child's forehead, and said: "Look at Grandpa's memory, he forgot about our baby..."

The old man walked to his home with the child in his arms.

The child turned his head to look at the crowd and the burning bonfire, and said, "Where's grandma?"

"...Grandma...Grandma is looking for your father."

"Has the rope on grandma's body been untied? If you don't untie it, it will hurt very much, and you won't be able to go far..."

The old man stopped, lifted the child up, hugged him, and opened his mouth like a sigh: "It's untied..."

An old lady wiped her tears and said, "I'll go help with the cooking, the child can't be wronged..."

After breakfast, Liu Wanlin and others escorted the old people down the mountain.

The child was held by Min Jin at first, but in the end Min Jin handed the child to the skinny monk.

The crying child put a pair of small hands on the skinny monk's bald head, and finally calmed down, sniffing and touching curiously.

"Why don't you? Have hair?"

The skinny monk said as he walked, "Because I liked to cry when I was a child, but my hair disappeared when I woke up."

The child withdrew his hand to cover his mouth, didn't he? After a while, he touched the top of his head again, and found that his hair was still silently red with his eye circles, and he didn't dare to make a sound at all.

Yuan Yuandao looked at the black line on his face, bullying children so a sense of accomplishment?

But since he was on a mission, in order not to attract zombies, he could only wrong the children.

Wen Jing said that there are dozens of people left, after such consumption, there are only a dozen people left.

After going down the mountain, it was almost dark.

Xu Anzhu, who went down the mountain ahead of time, was leaning on the car he had found? Seeing that everyone was coming, he opened the car door.

Xu Andao: "I found two cars, and the ones that took us out were three in total."

Liu Wanlin nodded: "Let the fellow sit in the middle one, you are in the front one, and I am in the back."

Xu An nodded.

Three cars lined up and drove on the road at a constant speed.In the car, Yuan Yuandao was leaning his head against the glass window? Looking through a layer of window film, the sky and the earth were all gray.

Liu Wanlin reached out to touch his cheek, and the touch was cold.

Yuan Yuandao turned his head, and only when he saw Liu Wanlin's eyes did he realize that he was asking him if it hurts.

Yuan Yuandao shook his head, the sky outside the window became dark, and stars flashed in the night sky.

There are always times when you are obviously very tired, but you are still walking forward.

But go very at ease.

If those who have already left are the reason why he has to leave, then Liu Wanlin is the existence that supports him to go on.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year!Cough cough, the little cuties who read the article wish you a better year ahead, and your wishes come true (*￣︶￣)