Apocalyptic waste

Several times Li Muran impulsively wanted to tell Lin An about his abilities, and asked to join in the rescue of Song Yan, but in the end he endured it and decided to take advantage of these few days to step up the use of abilities and wait for confirmation Bring it up when you can help.

After realizing that it was difficult to get useful things out of the sick ghost's mouth, the three of Huang Hai knew that they were not good enough to stay, so they left within two days.As expected, the sick ghost stayed.It is also because of this that Li Muran has less worries when practicing the ability. He takes the children out every day, hunts zombies around to collect food, and at the same time practices the proficiency of the ability and finds out the number of people that can be carried.

Zhang Ruiyang knew that he was going to save the director's uncle, so he obediently stopped urging him to find his father.Or in other words, as long as the adults give him an affirmative answer, he won't do things like chasing after his butt and urging him over and over again.

At the same time, human beings are struggling to survive everywhere in the desolate wasteland, and the game of blood and escape is played every day.Fight against the sky, fight against people.

The slender and graceful blade reflected the flames, and silently harvested a dirty head. When the head fell to the ground, there was a hint of obscene smile on it.On the burning fire in the middle of the room, a large cauldron was steaming, and the smell of meat permeated the air, and even floated through the crack of the door into the yard outside.

Ignoring the pot of unusual broth, the handsome young man bent down and rummaged through the headless corpse, and found a piece of iron the size of a palm. The iron piece was dark and cold, and it seemed to be different from ordinary iron. With two ancient characters, there is a faint brilliance flowing under the firelight.

Xuan Er.

The young man clicked his tongue frivolously, shook his head and murmured: "The flood has rushed into the Dragon King Temple...it's a pity that it has fallen to this level." After finishing speaking, he took out a piece of toilet paper from somewhere and wiped the iron sheet , into the pocket.

His eyes searched the small room, and finally walked to the storage room on the side.The leather boots stomped on the ground, and then said clearly, as expected, he pushed away a broken table, squatted down, and saw a heavy lock, the Tang knife in his hand was cut out like lightning, and the lock fell with a loud sound to the side.The young man stretched out his hand to grab the handshake on the floor, slammed his horse, and pulled up a thick iron plate weighing two to three hundred catties.

A stuffy air mixed with the smell of excrement and urine came rushing towards the face with horrified screams, which made the unsuspecting young man turn pale, stepped back two steps, and vomited from the side of his face. Spit out what you ate at noon.

After scolding his mother, he instantly lost the desire to look around, put the Tang saber back into its sheath with a slap, turned around and left this place where he accidentally broke into but didn't want to bump into the descendants of the sect's disciples.Xuan Er returned to the throne, and the talents in the sect withered, it was time for grandpa to cry.As for the situation in the cellar and what the people in it were going to do, what did that matter to him?

He didn't know, and of course he didn't care. About half an hour after he left, half of his head poked out cautiously from the cellar. He didn't crawl out tremblingly until he was sure there was no danger. , and after a while there was another...

The three women wrapped up the clothes and quilts they found in the house, closed the door tightly, and fought over each other to finish the pot of broth. For the women who kept their breath, the joy of being reborn gradually faded, and how to survive was once again in their chests. You looked at me and I looked at you, and their faces turned gloomy.After a long time, a woman stood up abruptly, found a sharpened kitchen knife from the kitchen, walked back, and began to cut up the headless but fresh male corpse on the ground under the vigilant and terrified eyes of the other two.Her hands trembled, but they felt extremely firm.Not long after, the other two joined in.

At the same time, in Xiaojiezhai, Zhongzhou, hundreds of miles away, in the pigsty that was darker and colder than the cellar, it was time for the pigs to be harvested again.

Xu Jing distributed the sharpened stone flakes to the three of Routa Chen and asked them to hide them.Her fever has subsided, but her body has not recovered, and she is still far from the best state, but they can't wait any longer, otherwise, once the sports muscles are damaged too much and the tendon tissue is irreversibly damaged, even if the other party has a way Guaranteed that they will not die, they can only become human maggots wriggling on the ground like those who came in earlier than them, and finally because they can no longer provide meat, they are smashed to boil soup.

The stone flakes are the stones they took out from under the pig trough, smashed into several pieces with the lock on the iron chain, and then lightly polished on the wall for more than ten days before they became as thin and sharp as they are now.It is obviously a bit whimsical to rely on such a thing to escape from a group of supernatural beings and fierce Jie people.But they have no choice.Either desperately, seeking a chance of life in a desperate situation, or obediently being cooked as meat soup.

Jie people are very cruel, but they are also very cautious. Every time they cut, they will take the selected person up with shackles, lock them in the cutting room, and then guard them by two people, and one will handle the knife.The cutting room is divided into two rooms, the inside one is the bloody slaughter scene, and the outside is where the people locked up to be cut will be brought in one by one, and then brought back to the pigsty one by one after cutting.The reason for this arrangement is said to be to reduce the fear of the meat pigs so as not to scare people to death. After all, the fear of watching others being cut and waiting for themselves to be cut is too strong, and not everyone can bear it of.As for whether this is really effective in reducing fear, no one cares about it, but at least it can significantly reduce the sense of noise and confusion caused by the large number of people, and will not make the knife-wielder lose his temper due to his temper.

The knifeman is a person who is very skilled with a knife, but he is also a person with an eccentric personality. He doesn't like noise and people watching. This may be the reason that really divides the room.The cutting process is very simple. After the operator selects the part to be cut, he will wash the part with clean water, and then start to cut the required meat, and then quickly apply the ointment prepared on the side to the wound , the action is clean and neat, and there is almost no bloodshed during the whole process.I don’t know what their ointment is made of. It smells foul, but it has the function of stopping bleeding and promoting muscle growth, and the effect is amazing. It can make the wound scab in two days, and it will be completely healed in three days. Of course, the scar will still remain. , It is impossible to grow back all the lost meat.

After several cuts, Routa Chen and the others have silently remembered the whole process in their hearts. Of course, they also remembered the surrounding environment and the people they can come into contact with during the rare trip.Although that is not the whole Jiezhai, but if we wait any longer, we will not collect more useful information.

There were only three people in the entire cutting room.This is their chance.

"I don't know if Brother Yi has found Yang Yang." Routa Chen suddenly said.But what Pei Yuan and Jie Chen thought about was whether Zhang Yi and Nan Shao were still alive under the attack of so many rat birds, whether Zhang Ruiyang and Li Muran were still alive, so neither of them responded.

"A woman and a child, in such an environment where a single flower or grass can kill someone, do you think there is still a possibility of survival?" Xu Jing had heard him read Zhang Ruiyang's story many times, and heard that In other words, pouring cold water is very straightforward, leaving no room for luck.

"You are also a woman." Rou Tachen was unhappy, and retorted.

"You compare me with an ordinary untrained woman? You're out of your mind." Xu Jing said in surprise.Not unhappy, just pure accident.You must know that she has undergone special training since she was a child, guns, fighting, assassination... It's not that she looks down on Li Muran, but the fact that the two are not comparable at all.

"Ah... yes, I also feel that my brain is flooded." That's why I compared Sister Muran with you, a wicked woman.Rou Tachen murmured, but he didn't have the guts to say the last sentence, this woman was too terrifying, the three of them had to suffer from her before they came in.

He obviously followed his own words, but for some reason, Xu Jing felt something was wrong, her eyebrows twisted in the dark, and finally she lifted her foot and gave him a kick.

"Damn, what are you doing!" Routachen growled, and moved his body to the side, regretting that he shouldn't have saved a woman when she was sick, otherwise he wouldn't have been kicked all the time.

"You're scolding me in your heart, pretending I don't know?" Xu Jing whispered viciously.

Pei Yuan and Jie An silently backed away, continuing to pretend to be deaf and dumb.Routa Chen rolled his eyes, but fortunately no one could see it, otherwise it would have been another kick, "Sister, do you dare not to accuse others of crimes?"

"Shut up! It's coming, guys!" Xu Jing's ears twitched slightly, and she whispered. At the same time, she touched the stone flake in her palm, making sure that the weapon was fine as she did every time before making a move.

Hearing her warning, Routa Chen and the others quickly lay down, their faces becoming numb, just like the others in the pigsty.At the same time, the wooden cover above the head was opened, and an ancient oil lamp with a glass cover hung down on a hook next to the entrance. The not particularly bright light still allowed people to have a panoramic view of the situation in the circle.Seventeen or eighteen people were lying on the wet ground in disorder, some of them shivered in fear because of the noise, but more people had no reaction, which made people feel like they had completely given up fighting against love. Self-defeating, despair breeds unscrupulously here.

A wooden ladder was stretched down from above, put it on the ground, and then two people stepped down one by one, with a gun barrel protruding from above to face the crowd, in case of emergencies.Facing this group of people who dare not even commit suicide and are no different from real pigs, the Jie people have lost their initial defenses, but they are still careful to do everything right.Xu Jing didn't even need to look to know that she was the one who brought the gun.Jie people don't have guns. In Huaguo, whether it is before or after the end of the world, guns are not so easy to get.Zheng Kun's vanguard team was pure luck that time.

In order to extend the interval between picking meat and provide enough recovery time for the meat pigs, the number of people picking meat each time will not exceed five, so the people in the circle will be divided into three groups and take turns. This time it is the turn of the meat pigs Tachen them.However, the bad luck was that only Routa Chen and Xu Jing were mentioned, and Jie Chen went out, and the other two places were assigned to other people, and Pei Yuan was left in the circle.At the moment when the lamp was lifted out and the board was covered again, Pei Yuan's dull eyeballs moved and fell on the remaining ray of light, his eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.