I open a homestay in the last days

Chapter 38 Evolution Prologue 3
Throwing away the tattered poncho, Zhao Jun opened his car door, and under the steaming heat, his wet clothes and hair were dried.This ability does work.

Zhao Jun parked his car a few hundred meters away from the homestay. He was a little surprised to see the changed appearance of the homestay in front of him. Two cars parked at the door of the homestay.It seems that there are guests in the homestay.

He looked at the timetable on the car. At 1:[-] in the morning, this time is the time when most people are most likely to fall asleep. He checked the dagger at his waist, put on the spare raincoat in the car, and put his backpack on one shoulder. jump out of the car.

The courtyard lights in the homestay are on, which is very conspicuous at night.

He approached in the rain, looked up at the tall fence, and remembered the scene when he left his two brothers to escape alone.My heart ached, and I became angry again, the fire in my eyes seemed to be real.

There should be a lot of supplies in the storage room of the homestay, so first solve Tan Qiuyan, and then search for supplies.

I threw a rope to the top of the wall, but I couldn't hang it securely. I tried every corner, and finally I lost the strength to throw the rope, so I squatted in the corner and gasped for breath.

The boy was in his bedroom on the second floor, and his mental power covered him: "A mouse, or an interesting mouse." He watched him jokingly, but ignored him, looked away, and closed his eyes to himself. rest.

Tan Qiuyan still practiced unshakably every night. She had already learned No. 20 Dao Wen, and she could complete it in one go, but there was still a big gap from 365 Dao Wen.

Pixiu's face was revealed: "Master, do you want to eat this kid? Jumping and jumping is making a lot of noise!"

She just came back to her senses and looked at the Sea of ​​Consciousness. Outside the wall, someone came with disheveled hair and unshaven beard. He seemed like a tramp who came to steal something?She didn't even think about it, "Let him go, he can't get in anyway."

Pixiu hides.

Outside the fence, Zhao Jun, who had escaped his life without realizing it, stood up bitterly, looking for the keyhole at the gate of the courtyard, only to see that the smooth courtyard gate and the fence were like a whole, and he couldn't start.

I staggered back into the car, and got off to a bad start. This place is too evil, so I should go to a nearby village to find supplies instead.

Of the eight families in Yaojiagou, only one remains. Yao Rixin, who escaped from the cellar, was reluctant to leave his orchard. He took his wife and children to live in the original home, and re-strengthened the doors and windows.

I sharpened a few more sharp knives, and my wife took them with me wherever I went.

After a week of trembling, everything was calm.Only then did I slowly settle down.

As soon as he settled down, his son developed a high fever and tried to cool down with water-cooled compresses, but it didn't work.

I didn't dare to go to the town, because there are mountain roads along the way, and I was worried for a while.

The son was seven years old and hadn't gone to school yet. His little face was flushed with heat. He and his wife took turns keeping vigil until a car drove in.

Zhao Jun looked at the houses in front of Yaojiagou with the dilapidated doors open, and he was afraid that he had gone the wrong way. The Three Musketeers passed by here a while ago and bought some persimmon cakes.

The car stopped, found a room, rummaged inside, found some seasonings, and a bag of rice, he stared at the suspicious crimson marks in the house, and pulled out the knife.

With a knife in one hand and supplies in the other, he put them back into the car. He was looking for a place to spend the night, when he accidentally saw a light in the innermost room.

He walked over slowly.

Listen carefully, there is a woman talking: "Yaoer, wake up and talk to mom, mom is feeling uncomfortable!"

He pushed them, and the door was reinforced, locked inside.

He knocked on the door: "Sister-in-law, I'm passing by, can I borrow a night?"

A man's voice sounded: "How did you come here so late?"

"I was driving and lost my way!"

"How many are you?" the man asked again.

"I'm alone, you can look out of the window." Zhao Jun walked to the window.

His messy hair was tied up, and he changed his clothes again, looking much more normal.

The woman whispered: "He has a car. Let him take us to the town to see a doctor when it dawns. Are you right?" The man was silent, and finally nodded.

He opened the door, Zhao Jun signaled that he was alone, and the man felt relieved.

Zhao Jun looked at the facilities in the house, it was an ordinary farmer, and the man was not tall.

He looked at the child lying on the kang again. The woman looked very young, and was touching the child's forehead with one hand, and holding a towel in the other.

There is no one else.His hand moved slightly.

The childish voice rang out: "Uncle, do you want to kill me?" At some point, the child on the bed opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and penetrating.

"Yaoer, you're awake!" She excitedly kissed her son's face, glanced at Zhao Jun, then lowered her head embarrassedly and told her son: "Don't talk nonsense, this is the uncle who came to stay overnight."

"Uncle, don't kill my father!" The child didn't listen to his mother's explanation, but still looked at him with wide eyes.

Yao Rixin took a step back, and picked up the knife in the corner.

Zhao Jun laughed loudly, walked a few steps closer and lowered his head to ask the child, "What about now?"

"You won't kill us, thank you uncle!" The child just woke up, seemed very tired, glanced at his mother, closed his eyes, and fell back into a deep sleep.

Zhao Jun's heart was shaken, and the child heard his heartfelt voice.

He turned around and said to the man sincerely: "I'll just stay for one night, and I can send you to the town to see a doctor in the daytime. Lock the door."

This time he really didn't have any malice, he spread out his empty hands to show the man.

This night, he lived in the inner room. The countryman was simple and honest, and he didn't really lock his door.

All night.

Until the early morning, the woman rubbed her numb hands and looked up at the bed.There was a gold bar on the bedside, she exclaimed: "The head of the house, Yao'er!"

In the off-road vehicle, the little boy was lying on the front seat, fastened with a seat belt, still sleeping.Zhao Jun was driving.

All the way south.

Early in the morning, the patrolling staff of Dacun, Fengshan Village, found seven living dead on the outskirts of the village. They staggered and circled around, looking for a way into the village. Five mutated wild dogs were squatting at the intersection, with saliva in their mouths. , scratching the ground with its claws.

He roared from time to time, and the sharp teeth gleamed coldly in the big gaping mouth.

The gongs and drums sounded quickly, and urgent matters were broadcast on the radio in a short while. Several foreigners who refused to stay overnight in the grain drying field closed their car doors tightly and dared not make a sound.

A living dead man crawled near the car, seemed to smell something, stood up, and smelled one car after another, then suddenly roared and pushed the car vigorously.

Several other living dead also crawled over upon hearing the sound.A child in the car exclaimed.

The mutated wild dog also rushed over.

Dacun's patrol team, a few men with knives, pointed to what happened outside and asked Village Chief Feng who rushed over.

"To save or not to save?" Village head Feng was in a turmoil. No matter how much the outsiders tried to persuade him, he refused to stay in the village, and even scolded himself for earning black-hearted money.

If something happens, it deserves it, but these are real lives!He looked at the young men in the village surrounding him, "I can't save you!" He choked out two words.

These are his own people. If there is any trouble in order to save others, he will have no face to face his ancestors.

A patrol team of eight people.There were seven undead outside and five mutated wild dogs. Although people from other classes also rushed over one after another, they were still too dangerous.

A few young people couldn't help hearing the cries for help outside. After discussing with the eight of them, they still asked to go out, and seven people from the other class jumped out to ask for help.

Village head Feng was helpless: "If you can't fight, run back quickly, don't be a hero!"

Except for the first one near the vehicle, these undead people had just become undead, still adapting, and their movements were a little uncoordinated.

They were young and strong, although they waved their knives in a disorderly manner, they aimed at the undead and cut off their heads, but they hit by mistake. The fifteen people were very powerful, but they repeatedly chopped down the undead on the outside. Unaware of fear, he jumped up, followed the sound and opened his huge mouth to bite.

The living dead closest to the car roared to attack the battle group. It was unexpectedly powerful. Cooperating with wild dogs, it swung a sharp claw of a villager who accidentally fell down, and tore a piece of clothing from the shoulders of the fallen villager. Big mouth, blood rushed out.

"Retreat, retreat! Huzi is injured!" Several young and strong men retreated while fighting, and the injured Huzi who fell to the ground was supported by a villager and quickly retreated into the checkpoint.

The undead who smelled the fresh blood roared louder... and there were figures in the wild lying on all fours, or staggering towards them...

(End of this chapter)