I practice tea art in Nvzun World

Chapter 74 The City of Twilight
Zhao Wuyou smeared mud on his face indiscriminately, and took a photo facing the water, his face was covered with black mud, only two pairs of clear and bright eyes remained, and his hair was coiled in the broken hat. After thinking about it, he Tear off a relatively clean piece of cloth and tie it on the head, and pull it down just enough to cover the left eye, so that he becomes a one-eyed dragon, and finally feels a bit like a refugee.

The blue face is troublesome, there is no white silk to protect him anymore, and he has no strong strength. With this alluring appearance, it will only arouse the concern of the thieves. After dressing up, he is going to take a look in Xianyang City.

Xianyang City, as an ancient city that suffered many wars in history, has a towering ancient city wall. Because of this, the people in the surrounding villages and towns encountered catastrophe, and they all fled to Xianyang City.

On the dilapidated city wall, there are soldiers guarding the city. Outside the city gate are blood-stained slanted wooden stakes. Around the city wall, countless wooden houses are being built. Occasionally, a carriage transports goods into the city. At this time, the gatekeeper The Chengding will pull the wooden stakes for the carriage to pass, and then quickly put the wooden stakes back in place.

Ragged civilians came and went. Many civilians were carrying large bags and talking to Cheng Ding, but judging from Cheng Ding's indifferent expression, it was probably useless.

In addition, there were many people lying on the ground in groups, and beggars interspersed among the pedestrians to beg for rations.

Someone was cleaning up the corpse, someone was crying and howling, and someone was lying numb on the ground.

Zhao Wuyou couldn't see the scene inside Xianyang City. From the outside, he felt as if he had arrived. Hell can be described in three words: the air was filled with a faint smell of rotten flesh. Actually gave birth to the illusion of wanting to escape from here as soon as possible.

"Touch!" Someone bumped into him lightly, and he quickly moved aside. It was an ordinary shelf truck, and all the corpses were transported in the truck. Some of them were already rotten, and some were still moaning weakly. They were obviously not dead yet. through.

The coachman bumped into him, his numb expression remained unchanged, and he continued to push the cart towards the deep pit in the distance. There was still a raging fire in the deep pit, which was probably used to burn the corpses.

"That scares you? Young man."

Someone talked to him, Zhao Wuyou turned his head, it was an old woman leaning against the wooden fence, waving at him.

Zhao Wuyou walked over cautiously, and looked at her suspiciously.

"Just here, young man?"

Zhao Wuyou didn't answer anymore. The old woman was dressed dirty, but the expression on her face was full of intentions. It always reminded him of those old aunts who sold young ladies in front of the train stations in third- and fourth-tier cities in his previous life.

"They were all burning corpses. Those people were either infected by the corpse poison, leaving only one breath, or they had already turned into rotten dead people with their chests turned to the sky. There is nothing to be afraid of."

Zhao Wuyou nodded lightly, maybe his performance was too conspicuous, everyone here obviously had a commonplace expression, only he stared blankly at the corpse on the car.

"Is there anything to eat, young man, I haven't eaten for a day..." The old woman struggled to stand up while holding onto the wooden railing. Only then did Zhao Wuyou notice that her left leg was bent strangely, as if broken.

He hesitated for a moment, walked up to her, and carefully took out the remaining half of a potato. This was the only dry food left on his body, and it was the one that Bai Ling handed to him, which he hadn't finished eating.

The old woman's eyes lit up, she grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth, as if she was afraid that Zhao Wuyou would regret it.

"Are you dumb?" the old woman asked in surprise after swallowing it whole.

Zhao Wuyou nodded.

"Hands and feet are healthy. For people like you, it's better to join the gang here. You can hide in the burrow they dug at night. Wait a minute, my niece is looking for food and will be back soon. She knows Qinglong Members of the gang, when you go to join together, you can have a way of life and take care of each other..." The old woman said urgently, as if she was afraid that Zhao Wuyou would go away, so she looked earnestly thinking about Zhao Wuyou.

Unexpectedly, after listening to her, Zhao Wuyou's face changed slightly. How could this old woman's routine be a little familiar.

Regardless of the old woman's verbal obstruction, he quickly walked away. He was unfamiliar with the place, and he couldn't believe anyone now, and he had an intuition that it would be difficult for him to leave when the niece she was talking about arrived.

Zhao Wuyou walked to the gate of the city and lined up with other civilians. He noticed that every civilian in line was carrying a bag of things, only he was at the back of the line with empty hands.

Every time a person passes by, the city guard on the side will tie a red rope around his right arm.

"Weigh the food here, and go to the next level to check the wound."

"Yes, thank you, my lord!" The man clasped his fists in return, and shook Cheng Ding's hand quietly, as if passing something over.

That Cheng Ding's face did not change at all, but his expression eased a lot, and even his stiff tone had a little more emotion in it.

"Go, as long as there are no weird wounds on your body, I won't embarrass you."

"Thank you sir!"

"Let me go to the city, let me go to the city, there are zombies biting me, I want to go to the city to see a doctor!" While Zhao Wuyou was queuing up, a middle-aged man suddenly rushed into the city gate and ran through the queue to the city , looking crazy.

"Pfft!" The sergeant guarding the city swung his knife down, blood spattered three feet, and there was no movement at all.

"This..." The people next to him all looked familiar.

"Do you know Zhao Mingyue, General Zhao?"

When it was Zhao Wuyou's turn, he spoke in a low voice.

"Where's the food?" The Cheng Ding asked in surprise, seeing Zhao Wuyou's hands were empty, his face turned indifferent instantly.

"I'm looking for General Zhao. She is my second sister. Is she in Xianyang City? Can you inform her for me..." Zhao Wuyou asked cautiously.

"Crazy! Get out of here! Take a good look at the notice!" The city guard pulled Zhao Wuyou out and pushed him to the ground.

"If you want to enter the city, if you don't obey the rules, it doesn't matter if your sister is the king of heaven..." The city man walked away cursing.

Zhao Wuyou got up and patted his clothes, walked to the city wall and looked at the notice, "For military meritorious service, you must pay military rations to enter the city?"
He wanted to find a place to sneak into the city directly with the invisibility technique, but he hesitated for a while, Zhao Wuyou thought about it and decided to forget it, it is better to understand the situation here first.

He is not sure if his second sister Zhao Mingyue is in Xianyang now, and those who enter the city have special red strings tied to their arms. He has nothing now. If he sneaks in and is found, will he be chopped off? die?
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