Zombie World: Helping the World

The night is late.

This time, there was no Qin Song to guide the front, and Ning Caichen didn't ask for the way. As a result, Ning Caichen lost his direction for a while on the way, walking in the barren mountains and ridges, not knowing how to get there Arrived at Lanruo Temple.

"Oh no, I'm so stupid! I didn't even buy a map, so I just came out. Brother Qin remembers the road, but I can't remember the road, what should I do?"

"There won't be any wolves in the mountains, right? Brother Qin killed so many last time, there shouldn't be so many again."

Ning Caichen walked tremblingly, holding a lantern in his hand, fighting with his fifteen teeth.

It was cold on the mountain at night, and a gust of cold wind would blow from time to time, making Ning Caichen even more frightened.

"Aww—" A long and furtive wolf howl came, scaring Ning Caichen to sit on the ground.

"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid I'm going to die in this mountain this time. It's all my fault for being sentimental, I insist on going back to Lanruo Temple to look for Xiaoqian, who knows if Xiaoqian is still in the temple now." Ning Caichen stammered My soliloquy.

What he didn't know was that there was a Qin Song squatting in the grass five feet away.

Qin Song took great pains so that Ning Caichen could return to Lanruo Temple to continue the plot.

Not only got mixed into the funeral procession ahead, but also got mixed into the onlookers in Changzhi Town, and even got mixed into the painting booth.

Ning Caichen didn't know that when he was looking at the painting, Qin Song followed behind him.

"Bah, bah, bah." Qin Song spat out the grass on his mouth.

"Squatting in the grass is almost squatting into a grass monster. I don't know when it will count. Ning Caichen has not returned to Lanruo Temple, so he has to continue squatting."

"I've already killed six or seven lonely ghosts along the way. I hope there won't be any more in front of me. I'm exhausted." Qin Song hid in the grass and complained.

As the old woman said before, there is an ancient battlefield nearby, and countless people have died in battle throughout the ages.At night, naturally many ghosts began to wander in the wild.

In order to prevent Ning Caichen from being harmed by these ghosts, Qin Song kept clearing them in the direction he was heading, and gained some experience by the way.

Seeing Ning Caichen lost his way again, Qin Song couldn't help shaking his head.

"You idiot, don't you really know how to buy a map?" Qin Song said.

Then he found out the clothes of an ordinary farmer in the package he was carrying, put it on, picked up a hoe, and stuck a beard on himself.

After he finished dressing up Qiao Zhuang, he went out of the grass and quietly touched Ning Caichen's back.

"On this road, no one can ask for directions. It's over."

"Besides, I even forgot the way back, what should I do!" Ning Caichen slapped himself angrily.

At this moment, he heard a high-pitched singing voice behind him.

"I climbed the hillside when the sun came out, and I wanted to sing when I reached the top of the mountain. The singing was wafted to my sister. She laughed when she heard my singing." The passionate and powerful singing voice rang out in the middle of the night, and immediately dispelled Ning Caichen's heart of fear.

He mustered up the courage to look back, and saw a bearded farmer wearing a farmer's hat, carrying a hoe, walking behind him.

The singing came from his throat.

Ning Caichen was overjoyed, and hurried to the farmer, cupped his fists respectfully and said, "Uncle, Uncle, hello, Xiaosheng is so polite."

The farmer uncle looked at him and said impatiently: "Go, go, what are you doing? You don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you walking on this mountain?"

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a ghost?"

Ning Caichen said with a smile: "Uncle, based on the songs you sing, it is not something that ghosts and ghosts can sing."

"Uncle, it's dark and the road is far away. Since you and I met on this road, it's fate."

"Who is destined for you? Get lost!" Uncle Farmer waved his hand impatiently and was about to leave.

Ning Caichen had finally come across a living person, and he seemed to be living nearby, so how could he let him go so easily.

Ning Caichen hurried to catch up, grabbed the bearded farmer and said, "Uncle, uncle, don't go. Let me ask the way."

"What way?" said the farmer.

Ning Caichen pointed to the front and said, "I want to ask, how to get to Lanruo Temple?"

The farmer said: "Go straight along this road, turn left at the first fork, turn right at the second, go forward ten miles, turn left at the next fork, and walk another five miles. almost there."

After hearing the bearded farmer's words, Ning Caichen was so grateful that he took out a piece of silver on his body and was going to hand it to him.

"Thank you, thank you very much."

He thanked him again and again and said: "The kindness of saving my life, I would like to express my gratitude, uncle, please accept it."

Unexpectedly, the bearded farmer slapped his hand away and said: "Who wants your stinky money! I eat with my hands and don't need your charity!"

After finishing speaking, the bearded farmer left with a hoe on his shoulder.

Ning Caichen looked at the three taels of silver that had been patted in the soil in astonishment, and was stunned: "Uncle, haven't I asked your name yet?"

The farmer had already drifted away, but he just turned his head and glanced at him, without saying a word, and then went away without looking back.

Ning Caichen looked at the movement of the farmer turning his head, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Forget it, don't worry about it, as long as we can find the way to Lanruo Temple." Ning Caichen said this, thinking that he might see Xiaoqian again, and the two confided in each other, he felt happy in his heart.

At this time, the bearded farmer who was walking in front turned around a corner and quickly squatted into the grass.

"Hu-hu-hu-"

"The beard is sticking to his lower face, and his breathing is a bit difficult." Qin Song panted.

He quickly took off all his clothes and threw them into the big package he was carrying. He took off his beard and threw them in too.

Under the moonlight, Qin Song's movements were busy and full of order.

At this moment, Qin Song suddenly turned his head and put the hat into the backpack behind him.Suddenly, he saw a pair of green eyes, just a few feet away from him.

A stench of stench has already hit the nostrils.

"Me!" Before Qin Song could react, he bit his neck with a bloody mouth.

"Clang".

Qin Song didn't dodge the bite that could break the neck of an ordinary person, but endured it.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of two teeth being broken and the sound of "swallowing".

Qin Song smiled and said, "With your teeth, you still want to bite me? Didn't you know that I have learned how to cover iron clothes with gold bells?"

At this moment, Qin Song had already seen the scene in front of him clearly through the firelight revealed by a burning talisman in his hand.

A vicious green-haired wolf with an astonishing figure was struggling desperately on the ground like a defeated dog whose legs had been broken.

Seeing this, Qin Song flashed a flying needle in his hand.