Black

Qing Ling stayed in the hospital lobby and read all the newspapers she could find at a glance. Large-scale cemetery corpses, outbreaks of infectious diseases, blackened human bodies, and rabies-like crowds. . .etc.

After she read these intermittent reports, she finally sorted out the current situation, isn't it just a degraded version of Resident Evil, or a live version of The Walking Dead? What are the chances that her parents are still alive in these two months? , Are they still waiting for themselves at home? . .Everything is unknown, but how will you know if you don't try it.

After wiping the brains all over his face with the newspapers all over the floor, Qing Ling got up and pulled out the fire ax welded to the head of the zombie policeman, picked up his crutches, and staggered towards the black corridor.

I searched the hospital counter, and there were only these packs of chewing gum inside and out, a small laser flashlight for children to play with, and everything from there. . .I don't have any riot sticks looted from the body that died again, and the ax in my right hand.What are the chances of getting out alive?

China has this good point, guns are restricted, and when you encounter these things, you always fight hand-to-hand, ask for blessings, and wait for the special police. . .If I had a Gatling in my hand, I would happily go to see the zombie sister on the ceiling right now.

Haha, I can't walk to the place full of corpses just now, who knows how many zombies will come alive on the way, the two taels of meat on my body are not enough for several zombies.The loud noise before attracted only one zombie, which means that there should be relatively few such things on the way it came, and the chance of getting out alive is higher.

The wobbly Qing Ling chewed gum to dispel the stench floating in her nose and mouth, hummed the tune of devils entering the village, seemed to be crying and laughing, and walked towards the direction the zombies came from.

Fortunately, this journey was safe and sound, but the walls became less and less, and the smell of burnt and gunpowder replaced the smell of corpses filling Qing Ling's mind, here. . .Have feelings been crushed by tanks? . .Fortunately, the inpatient department is on the east side, otherwise, at this moment, I should have come out of the hospital chewing on human flesh.

Thinking of this, the taste of the chewing gum in his mouth suddenly changed, Qing Ling spit it out quickly, and squatted on the ground, as if he was about to retch again.

But this squatting made her see the walkie-talkie that had fallen to the ground not far away. There were still words on the screen, and she could vaguely hear the voice coming from it.Qing Ling scrambled to grab the walkie-talkie, but what she heard almost made her drop the damn thing.

'Back, a group. .Zombies, be careful. . . '

Your mother's balls hurt, I just said this, and I still use this broken walkie-talkie, the signal coverage is only 100 meters at most, can't you just shout, the zombies are already behind me ==||

Qing Ling could already clearly hear the whir wah wah wah wah from behind her, as well as the dense and fine footsteps.Ignoring the crutches, she crawled, rolled, and ran, saying that it was too late, but it was too fast. Qing Ling grabbed the walkie-talkie and ran to the huge trash can more than ten meters away in front of her. He took out the trash can, put on the lid, and fastened the anti-riot stick to the hidden buckle in the bucket.

After only a few minutes, huge knocking sounds came from all directions of the trash can, and countless figures dangled in the gaps, trying to squeeze themselves into this bucket, eating up Qing Ling's body. of meat.

Qing Ling couldn't breathe, and wanted to shrink inward, to stay away from these walking dead people, but slipped and fell in this small space, poked her finger into some hole, and took out the bag in her pocket. The small flashlight wanted to see clearly, but this sight made Qing Ling want to stand up violently in horror, (completely forgetting where she was) and slammed the top of her head against the lid of the trash can.

"Hiss...Your uncle."

"You are the uncle, be quiet, they will be led away by me immediately." A clear voice came from the walkie-talkie in his hand. It should be that the distance between the two has become closer, and the tone of the person in the microphone is somewhat familiar. But Qing Ling couldn't tell what was wrong for a while.

'Dangdangdang' There was a crisp bell in the distance, and the zombies lying on the trash can who refused to leave seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and they gradually turned around in groups and moved in the opposite direction, squatting on the trash can Qing Ling, who was accompanied by the rotting dead body, was trembling with nausea, but she had to be happy in her heart, but fortunately this thing was dead. . .I don't know how long it took, so long that Qingling was about to fall asleep (actually, he was about to faint)

'噗嗤' There was the sound of knives piercing people's bodies from outside the trash can, and those zombies who were still lying in front of the trash can, guarding Qingling and refusing to leave, finally succeeded in holding hands with the trash can, lying on the trash forever on the barrel.

"It's safe, come out."

"If I can get out, can I not move?" God knows what kind of strength Qing Ling used to run into this bucket. How long has she not eaten?If the glucose canister in her veins is considered eaten, then. . .She also has to miss a week and a morning's worth.The body is moving, relying entirely on her bouncing nerves. In one day, she saw a bunch of dead people, a group of living dead people, and killed a 'person'.At this moment, even the largest nerve should be broken. . .

"Tsk, trouble, that is, you met my brother and me, a good man in the new century." As if thinking of something, the bearded man smiled wryly, new century, how funny.

Prying open the gap in the body of the barrel, the man took out Qing Ling who was curled up in a coma. The scene in front of him made him frown beautifully. She stayed with this bunch of dead people for an entire hour, but she didn't make a sound. . .Really kind.

The sound of 'crackling' flames bursting in the firewood awakened the sleepy Qing Ling, who sat up violently from the quilt, her hands and feet were cold.

"Are you awake? There's food in the bag over there, take it yourself." The man turned his back to himself, scratching his face with a dagger, as if he was shaving his beard.

"...Thank you." It's rare that Qing Ling didn't have the strength to be rude, quietly took out the contents of the bag at hand, tore off the tin foil on the package, swallowed the hamburger in big mouthfuls, choked, and then heroically He picked up the mineral water next to him and stuffed it into his mouth desperately.

"My aunt, slow down, I won't fight with you, this is my three-day ration, just be gentle and leave me some scum." The man on the other side of the fire pulled his shoulders, A look of discouragement.

Has anyone ever liked to do something like this before?And this tone, who came from it. . . . . .It's him?But this size?

"Cough...uh...cough cough...Yang...Pippi?" Qing Ling, who was swallowing something, muttered indistinctly, as if talking to himself or asking, this sentence , but the eyes of the man on the opposite side shone brightly.

"You know me. Let's talk after you finish eating. Who did you mention just now?" The man was half-shaved, and moved his face closer excitedly.

"Yang Pippi?!" The big piece of chicken cutlet in his mouth fell back onto his crotch, how excited he was! !She saw clearly the face above the fire, it wasn't the skinny 'ball' who it was! ?Although only half. . .You have to smell scum when your best friend is turned into ashes, even if the other half still has a beard. . .Qing Ling still recognized the guy in front of him.

"Who the hell are you, and why do you know me!" Yang Pippi simply stopped shaving, and his whole body stuck Qing Ling with such force that he wanted to pinch her into a ball.

"It's me! Qing Ling!" Qing Ling poured the bottle of water in his hand onto his face, rubbed it for a long time, and pulled the hair that was mopping the floor behind him. Yang Pippi saw it clearly this time her face.

Pippi immediately embraced Qing Ling excitedly, and the bear threw herself to the ground, crying like a mother, and couldn't stop whining, touching and rubbing.

"If I didn't know that you are gay, I would have chopped off your hands." Qing Ling pulled Yang Pippi off her body in disgust, picked up the chicken chop on her crotch, and continued to eat.

"Good boy, it's you! Aren't you a vegetable? How did you escape? Why did you become so thin? Do you know about zombies? How did you meet them? How...how..."

Qing Ling stuffed the half-bitten chicken chop into Yang Pippi's drooling mouth, clapped her hands, picked up Yang Pippi's shaving knife, and began to shave off the excessively long hair.

"There's so much nonsense, I'm not here." How much this life has destroyed the flowers of the motherland, Yang's ball has become so thin, a real male god. . .Finally, I can understand why the masses lose weight. . .

"It's good that you're here, it's good that you're here." As he said that, Yang Pippi started to cry, he quickly covered his mouth, stuffed the chicken chop into his mouth desperately, sobbing but didn't dare He made a sound, the tears were like big beans, constantly splashing, how long has it been since he cried, if he wants to survive in such a world, he must be strong, after all, tears are a sign of weakness. . .

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☆, find a way, go home

After finally calming down, Yang Pippi shaved Qing Ling's hair with snot and tears.

"Next, what's your plan?" Yang Pippi asked abruptly.

"Of course I went home, after all, my parents are still waiting for me." Looking quietly at the three thousand threads of trouble falling at her feet, Qing Ling didn't speak again, as quietly as a statue.

"Pippi...how is your family?" Qing Ling dragged the M77 sniper rifle hidden under the quilt by Pippi, and began to fiddle with it.

There was a sound of 'clicking' the clip, and Yang Pipi paused for a while, then handed her the loaded M7 in his hand.

"Dead... This is what I got out of a policeman's car. There are fifteen rounds of magazines. There is still a box of ammunition here. You carry it on your back. There are about forty rounds left. Don't open it unless it is absolutely necessary." Guns, those things will be attracted by the sound, and there are a lot of zombies in that area, try to walk in the building, check the dark places, and don’t be bitten. You also bring the supplies here... "Yang Pippi was still listening to Wuwu with a crying voice, but his hands kept busy.

"You fucking make it clear, both Uncle Yang and Aunt Qun are dead?!" Throwing away the pistol in his hand, Qing Ling grabbed Yang Pippi by the collar and pulled him to bow his head. (Don't ask me why I didn't lift it up, I've never experienced lifting someone up ==)

"I said dead! Fuck all dead! Is it alright!!" He roared without lowering his voice, causing Qing Ling to loosen his clothes.Qing Ling, who wanted to continue asking why, was choked up by Pippi's dark and blue face, and couldn't speak. He didn't want to mention the past, so why did he ask himself.

"Where are they buried... Before I leave, I have to go and see them." Qing Ling has been wondering why Yang Pippi is not willing to leave this building, even to go home, he is so emotional people, never return home. . .In the end, is he guarding his parents' tomb here? Really. . .

"...Backyard, be careful, I'll go out with you."

"Success." He put the M7 in his trouser pocket, but he didn't expect that after taking two steps, the gun slipped from the trouser leg of the hospital gown to the ground.

Forehead. . . . . .silence for a while

"Puff ha ha ha" the two laughed loudly, as if they remembered something, they covered each other's mouths again.The gloomy atmosphere before was swept away. The two squatted on the ground covering their stomachs, crying and laughing, sometimes loudly, sometimes softly, until they both fell to the ground laughing and couldn't get up again.

"Okay, look at your clothes, why didn't I notice it before, which mental hospital did Xiao Lingzi escape from just now?! Yanjiang District Mental Hospital?" He said, shaking his body with emotion, Roll your eyes.

"Say it again, I'll kill you with one shot." Qing Ling looked at her attire, threw the slippers far away in disgust, smelled the smell on her body, and pretended to take off her clothes.

"Wait... wait a minute, I'll find you two clothes. Although you don't have a good figure, I can't let you go out naked. It's not very good for the ideological education of zombies." Yang Pippi laughed and prepared to go back to the house to search for the package.

"Fuck you, gay." Throwing the clothes soaked in unknown liquid on Yang Pippi's head, Qing Ling snapped her fingers and danced a happy tango.

"Yo Yo Chek is making trouble~ the ball has been scored~ yo yo."

"You make a fuss, keep making a fuss, and you will know how to write crying when you meet a zombie attracted by you on the road." Putting away the smile that hadn't appeared on his face for a long time, Yang Pippi put away the smile in his hand The clothes were thrown in Qing Ling's direction with his backhand. . .It even includes panties ==!

This change of clothes is over. . .Time to face reality. . .

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The lit cigarette, the smoke wrapped around the fingertips, drifted for a while, and then dissipated in the air. Qing Ling adjusted from kneeling on the ground to sitting on the grass, and handed the two lit cigarettes to him. Yang Pippi who was silent at the beginning.

"If I could be quicker, then they wouldn't..." Qing Ling could hear the forbearance in Yang Pippi's tone, and Qing Ling held Pippi and motioned him to sit next to her.

The two lay side by side on the grass, puffing out smoke rings together, "It's not your fault, you have done everything you should do, and Uncle Yang's wish has been fulfilled for Aunt Qun to lie here."

"Hmm." There was another silence.

The name Yang Pippi was chosen by Aunt Qun for Ball in this Zihe Park. The reason is that this kid was too naughty to jump into the river to catch fish with him, and almost killed himself in the river.

"Do you still remember what happened when you were hit?" Yang Pippi stroked the rough stone tombstone and spoke suddenly.

"I don't really remember, why?" Why did I suddenly think of this, what does this have to do with Aunt Yang Shuqun's death?

"The driver was driving recklessly, but he was actually bitten by someone who turned into a corpse...and that zombie who turned into a corpse...is my mother." Speaking of this, the cigarette in Yang Pippi's hand was broken into two pieces by him.

"...It's not a big deal for me... My condolences." Qing Ling was startled and trembled, exhaled, and patted Yang Pippi's head as a comfort.

"She had a heart attack that morning to buy fried dough sticks for my dad's breakfast, and she just went there... This damn virus made her jump out of her seat and attack the medical staff, if it wasn't for her, or it ...You won't, you won't become what you are now, if only I would die in the hospital, and I would be like that instead of you, if it were me."

'Kuang' Qingling slapped the backpack on Yang Pippi's face directly, patted his buttocks and stood up.

"Aren't I fine? What are you worried about? Such a chaotic world is not enough for you to die. Let me run through with you and give your life a handsome ending, okay?" Qing Ling turned to the skin Pi stretched out his hand, with a naughty smile on his face.

Under the sun, Yang Pippi couldn't keep his eyes open from Qing Ling's side face, hehe, isn't she that kind of person, no matter how desperate the situation is, she can always take you through it happily, like Wherever there is her, there is a road. When I wanted to commit suicide, she held my hand and said, "If you are dead, who else will love him for you?"

Now he still chooses to hold the hands in front of him, isn't that what my buddy said.

"Clean up, let's find our way home together."

"That is, anyway, I have to find a way to get home."

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☆, fall to the ground, help or not