The fish smells fragrant, and it is already mouth-watering before eating it, but it is delicious and exclusive, just like traveling alone in Mingchuan, except that it is more lonely and uninteresting.
After dark, Luo Tiegu was even more silent, I ate, and suddenly stopped chewing:
A chill slowly rose from the bottom of my heart, Ming Han and the others should have arrived, logically, why haven't they come yet? If they can't come by any accident, am I alone
At this time, in Wan Lai's silent Luotie Valley, I suddenly discovered that I might not be as strong as I thought.
Every day from now on, I carried my fishing rod to the Mangyang River, waiting for Ming Han and others to appear suddenly, and passing the time. Fishing is the most time-consuming thing.
In such a day, unconsciously, a month's time has quietly flowed away!
I finally understood that Ming Han, Wang Teng, Alice, Zhuo Huina and others would never appear again.
Together with this thought, I felt even more desolate in my heart, what happened to them.
At night, I lay in bed, thinking and thinking, and finally decided, the day after tomorrow.
Luotiegu is located in the middle of Mang Mountain, surrounded by verdant peaks, like a deep well. If you stay alone for a long time, you will become a frog at the bottom of the well sooner or later.
Yes, no matter how dangerous the outside world is, I don't want to end old Luo Tiegu and let my youth wear out in idleness.
Because in this world, I am sure that there is something more precious than life.
The next day, I searched in every wooden house, made preparations before sending out, and packed up a backpack of various survival tools as before.
At night, I made another bag of fish and vegetable rice balls, and in the early morning of the third day, I left Luotiegu.
The raft was still on the bank of the river. I pushed the raft into the water, then jumped up, and drifted down the vast Mangyang River.
The flow of the river is not slow, but one day has passed and it still hasn't floated out of the Mangshan Mountains. Near the evening, a two-story building appeared on the right bank.
There used to be rafting activities on the Mangyang River. This building was a rest stop. I tied the raft aside and jumped ashore, planning to spend the night here tonight.
Time
It was also late autumn, and it had been three years, one month and seventeen days since the corpse transformation.
More than a thousand days and nights passed, the doors and windows of the rest station were dusty, and the walls were covered with vines. It was convenient from the road in Luotie Valley, and the things that could be moved in it were moved to Luotie Valley a long time ago.
I checked upstairs and downstairs, sat on the bare bed, took out rice balls to eat.
While eating, the window suddenly darkened. Turning to see, a giant mutant spider, colorful, climbing up the window, a pair of fangs clamped a hare. The huge body shape blocked the entire window. .
There was a poisonous gland opening at the tip of the spider's teeth, and the rabbit was so limp and motionless, it was already poisoned to death.
The spider should have escaped from Luotiegu. I never let go of such a disgusting guy. I stabbed its bright breastplate with a hunting knife. Who knows that the breastplate of a large spider is hard, but there is none. Poke in.
I switched to a crossbow. Two crossbow arrows pierced the breastplate, and the spider fell off with a snap.
After a while, I only heard the sound of chewing coming from downstairs. I stretched my head from the window and saw that a zombie emerged from nowhere. He was holding on to the undead spider and chewing.
I wanted to destroy the zombies with a crossbow. After thinking about it, I put down the sun-shooting crossbow. Spiders and zombies were natural enemies of each other, and let them hurt each other, which might not be a good thing for the whole world.
After a night at the rest station, we continued to set off after daybreak. At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the raft drifted out of the mountainous area of Mangshan and drifted for a while. The water slowed down, and after turning over a river, the flow rate became slower.
At this moment, I suddenly found a place along the riverbank on the left, discarding a lot of rice bags, clothing and other sundries. I hurriedly supported the raft and leaned over to see that there were a lot of sundries. Once I slap my head, Shaw and the others must be here. To the shore.
I thought, Shaw and his team of thousands of people will definitely leave traces along the way, follow the traces, hehe, maybe you can find them.
I put on my backpack and jumped to the shore. The raft was no longer useful, so I let it continue to drift down the water.
I followed the sundries all the way, and an hour later, I came to a mountain road, but after jumping on the road, I couldn't see any sundries anymore.
I just don’t know when I go left and right,
Suddenly, there was a big arrow on the ground. The white paint had been painted, but the paint had not faded.
I moved in my heart and immediately thought that this may be a mark left by Xiao Bo's orders. If the hundreds of people who have died in Luotiegu would change their minds and follow the arrow, they could also find Xiao Bo and others.
This refreshed me and strode in the direction of the arrow.
It has been more than a month since Uncle Xiao and his thousands of people left Luotiegu, and most of them have reached the destination. Naturally, I can't catch up again, but after knowing the direction, I feel more cheerful.
After walking along the arrow for more than half an hour, I came to a crossroad.
I stood in the center of the intersection and saw the arrow pointing to the road on the right. Going straight was to a city. It seems that Shaw and the others are marching to avoid the city where the living dead are rampant.
Xiao Bo is naturally cautious, which is in line with his usual style of behavior.
I walked towards the highway on the right. In the evening, I saw a dark courtyard on the side of the highway. A wooden sign was hung at the door of the courtyard with the words "Family Area of the Second Geological Exploration Team" written on it.
I walked in and saw that the ground was full of ashes from the fire, a total of forty to fifty piles. It was obvious that Shaw and the others had camped here.
There are six buildings in the compound, all of which are seven-story residential buildings. When I walked into a house, the living room was in a mess. There were a few cigarette butts on the ground. It seemed that the breath left by everyone had not completely dissipated.
I checked several rooms, closed the door and saw a small candle on the coffee table, so I lit it with a lighter.
A group of orange lights gave the deserted living room a little warmth. I drew the curtains, and after eating dry food, I walked around the room.
The girl in the small bedroom is wearing a sky blue school uniform. There are discarded books everywhere on the floor. There is a bicycle at the end of the bed. The tires are vacuum tires that don't need to be pumped up. I thought to myself that there will be transportation tools tomorrow.
Lying in **, the candle on the coffee table in the living room lit up suddenly, and it should be about to burn out. After a while, the whole room fell into a cloud of darkness and silence, and the whole world seemed to disappear.
There was no dream for a night. The next day I launched my bicycle and drove on the road. The houses on both sides of the road gradually increased. After riding until noon, I saw a small county seat in front of the road.
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