sunset escape

Xiang Jiajun rested in the room for a whole day, and did not wait for He Chen to come back until the sky was getting dark.After much hesitation, I decided to go to the parking lot first.

Because the night was thick, he didn't wear the hooded coat. He simply took an ax and a flashlight and walked out of the room.When I walked down the stairs to the first floor, I found a candle burning in the living room.In the faint candlelight, several girls were sitting on the sofa, seeming to be chatting, but their expressions were not very relaxed.

These people didn't seem to have any bad intentions, they were Tian Man and the other two girls in the base.Seeing Xiang Jiayun's figure, the three of them stopped talking and looked at him openly.

He felt uncomfortable being stared at by the three ladies, he hesitated and asked, "What's the matter?"

Tian Man asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the parking lot to get something." Yes, to get the pet chipmunk.

The gazes of the three clearly showed their suspicion, but it was inconvenient to say anything, they just waved their hands to let him go.

Xiang Jiayun breathed a sigh of relief, and when he walked to the garden in front of the house, he vaguely heard someone say: "Everyone doesn't sleep at night..."

He was stunned for a moment.It's only past seven o'clock, who would go to bed so early.

But it was just an ordinary sentence, he didn't pay attention to it, and he forgot it behind him when he left the gate.

He turned the light of the flashlight to the darkest, and walked alone on the stone road in the ancient town.Without the comfort of last night, it felt like the atmosphere in a costume thriller, as if the gate on the street would open without wind in the next second.

He shook his head, let go of his rambling fantasies, and walked towards the parking lot.

Today's physical strength is much better than yesterday's. When he arrived at the parking lot, he was only slightly tired, and he recovered after resting against the fence for a while.

The positions of several cars inside the fence were not touched, and their jeeps were parked there properly.Another man at the base was guarding the convoy, sitting in the cab of the truck playing with his phone.

Xiang Jiayun had little contact with this person, and was not very familiar with him. He only remembered that Hou Zhicheng and the other three had no part in his affairs, and he usually followed Zhuang Fan silently.The same shaved head, but looks more aggressive than Zhuang Fan.

When the man saw him, he lowered the car window, stuck out his head, and asked him coldly, "What are you here for?"

"Take things." He pointed to the white jeep, and walked over without waiting for the other party to nod.

This person's position is hard to say, it seems that it has nothing to do with integrity or stupidity.But after he turned around, he could still feel the man's eyes closely following him, as if he was very wary of him.

Xiang Jiayun opened the car door with the key, and just when there was a gap, he heard the squeak of the mouse.The suitcase was in the back seat, covered with a blanket.

He pretended to pack some food in an empty cardboard box before removing the blanket.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the mouse seemed to be much more docile than the previous two days, it didn't bump around anymore, it just stayed where it was and kept barking.

A guess arose in Xiang Jiayun's mind, would it calm down after being infected for a while, or even return to its original state?

However, before he had time to rejoice, he heard people coming to the parking lot again.

Looking through the car window, I could vaguely see a man walking up to the truck with a flashlight, raised his head and said something to the man.Xiang Jiayun recognized the yellow hair and immediately became alert.

He secretly pushed the car door open a little, and heard a few sporadic words along the night wind.

"Brother Zhuang... the west... right now..."

The man hesitated, but nodded after hearing "right now".Then he opened the car door and jumped out, but left the parking lot with Huang Mao.

The yellow hair is gone too?Xiang Jiayun couldn't turn the corner, wouldn't this yellow hair come to seek revenge on him?

Soon, the parking lot was completely quiet, leaving only him and a mouse in front of him.

Looking down at the little white mouse again, he noticed a detail that he had overlooked before.

The rise and fall of its stomach was much slower than before, and it was limp. Although it was still neighing, all signs indicated that it didn't stay where it was because it became docile, but because it was extremely weak.

Xiang Jiayun's heart sank, and after a long pause, he stretched out his fingers and tapped on the transparent box, but his tone was calm and relaxed: "Why are you screaming, is it also because of your headache?"

What responded to him was a series of sharp creaking sounds. I don't know if it was his illusion, and he could even hear some pain from it.

"Then shall I feed you something?" He asked in a low voice.

Naturally, the little white mouse couldn't answer, so Xiang Jiayun unpacked a pack of biscuits on his own, broke off a small piece of crumbs, lifted the lid and threw it in through the gap.He closed the box again and watched the movement of the little white mouse intently.

It stretched out its nose and sniffed, slowly crawled over, and began to eat lukewarmly.

Xiang Jiayun stared at the way it was eating, and sighed, "Maybe it's exhausted from starvation, so eat more."

As he spoke, he took off the cap of the empty bottle and poured a bottle of water into it.

He felt that he really had a pet. Although this pet was carrying a virus and loved to bite people, it looked cute this way.The bad mood was swept away a lot, and his attention was easily brought to the good things, so that when he suddenly heard the familiar growl, he didn't even react.

Xiang Jiayun raised her head in a daze, and looked in the direction where the roar came from.In the darkness, only a human figure could be seen stumbling towards here.

In an instant, he finally realized that it was a zombie.And it's that kind of ordinary zombie, otherwise the footsteps wouldn't be so soft that he didn't hear them just now.

The body reacted before the mind, he turned off the light of the flashlight, picked up the cardboard box and walked out.

He couldn't stay in the car, and if there were other zombies in the future, he would only turn himself into a turtle in the urn.

He put the little white mouse on the front of the car, and while taking out the ax, he walked around to the rear of the car.Sure enough, the cry of the mouse attracted the zombies.The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they went straight to the front of the car.

Xiang Jiayun gripped the ax tightly and rushed out in the darkness.

His eyes adapted to the dim environment, and he could distinguish the outlines of cars and zombies under the moonlight.The zombie had already walked to the front of the car, roaring to find the source of the sound, but the mouse's box was placed on the ground, and the zombie didn't know how to bend down, so it could only rest on the spot.

The head cannot be chopped off. With his current strength, chopping on the head will not cause much damage.It's better to behead directly and cut off the zombie's head.

He raised the ax and slashed directly at the zombie's neck.But the touch was much harder than he had imagined. Amidst the roar of the zombies, he realized that he had slashed sideways, probably hitting the head.

Cursing secretly, Xiang Jiayun turned sideways to avoid the attack of the zombies, holding the handle and trying to pull the ax out.However, his strength was limited, and he failed after two attempts. Instead, the zombie's teeth brushed against his skin repeatedly, and he had to let go of his hand and take a few steps back.

Damn it, is he really useless?

He was the only living person within a [-]-meter radius, isolated and helpless.He had no choice but to grit his teeth and rush to the side of the zombie again, fumbled for the handle and quickly held it.

"You... your head is fucking iron." With all his strength, he flew to kick the zombie's abdomen, and pulled the ax out of the zombie's skull forcefully by the reaction force.

He staggered a few steps due to inertia, lost his footing and fell to the ground.However, the zombie came looking for the sound, so he could only get up immediately with his weak body, pinpointed the position, and slashed up again.

With such force that the handle flew off, he threw himself aside and fell heavily to the ground.

The moment he fell to the ground, he felt severe pain in his arm, and he gasped, but he still paid attention to the movement beside him.

Fortunately, after the ax fell, the zombie fell to the ground without a sound.

Xiang Jiayun turned over and lay on the ground, involuntarily let out a pained moan of relief.His left arm might be dislocated, but he didn't want to worry about it.

A crescent moon suddenly appeared in the field of vision, hanging on the deep night.

Isn't it... It's time to ask for gifts again.

When this thought came to him, he suddenly gained strength and got up from the ground.Patting the dust off his clothes, he bent down and picked up the box with his right hand and closed the car door, ready to go back to Mr. He for a gift.

What would you like, why not open a can of luncheon meat.

Xiang Jiayun walked slowly towards the exit, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure appearing from the other side of the wall, and then disappeared quickly.He blinked, suspecting that he was dazzled. After all, he didn't turn on the flashlight, so everything was blurry.

Impossible, just solved a zombie, and another one?

Or, is that figure a human?He thought about it carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the figure from the back was about the same size as the man with glasses.

When he thought of this level, the premonition in his heart surfaced again.It seems that the intuition preserved in the evolution of human beings often appears when there are wild beasts watching behind them.

He quickly leaned against the wall, pressed his back against the wall, and listened attentively to the movement around him.

Unsurprisingly, he heard footsteps approaching, disorganized and as heavy as yesterday's bloated and rotting zombie.

The author says:

Misfortune never comes singly