Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

But she still didn't dare to relax her vigilance. How could normal people run around outside in such a dark night.

After the Taoist priest came in, the mace in her hand was pointed at him vaguely.

Qingyang scanned the room, all the surrounding windows were sealed, only the one leading to the second floor upstairs was still empty.

There is a small flame burning in the center, and an iron pot hangs above the fire, and something seems to be stewing in it.

There were five or six people squatting next to the fire, and when they saw themselves coming in, they also stared at themselves closely with the six or seven people who came out together just now.

They all held a variety of self-made weapons in their hands, with doubts and vigilance in their eyes.

Qingyang didn't expect there to be people here, and there were so many people, it was indeed a bit abrupt to come here in the middle of the night.

So he gave a Taoist salute to them, and then said with some embarrassment: "Poverty Taoist Qingyang, I'm visiting late at night, I'm really sorry to bother you. I thought there was no one in this yard, so I ran in. I'm sorry, sorry."

The woman in charge still didn't relax her vigilance after hearing the words. These days, there are everyone, and she has seen too many people with human faces and beast hearts.

Looking straight at him, he asked, "Where are you from? Why did you suddenly appear here?"

The Taoist priest of Qingyang pondered for a few seconds when he heard the words, and then said: "I came down from Sanqing Mountain, and I am looking for my senior brother and the others now, um, have you ever seen a person wearing a Taoist robe?"

"We have never seen anyone wearing Taoist robes, this is our place, please get out." Hearing the Taoist's words, one of the majestic men with beards took a step forward and said with displeasure .

People came to strangers in the middle of the night, and said they were looking for someone, and they were still wearing tattered Taoist robes, which was so strange.

If you live in the same room, it will be dangerous if the Taoist priest harbors evil intentions. You can't trust strangers. If you meet them, try to avoid contact and stay away.

"Niu Gao! Don't be impulsive!" The woman in charge said hastily when she saw that Niu Gao was about to get rid of the Taoist priest.

Right now there are zombies outside, driving this Taoist priest away can only attract zombies, it will not do them any good.

"Hmph!" Niu Gao snorted coldly, turned his head and stopped talking.

"I'll leave at dawn tomorrow, sorry again."

After finishing speaking, the Qingyang Taoist put down his hands in an embarrassing manner, and then consciously stood in a small corner beside him. It seemed that the people here did not welcome his arrival.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to go over and chat with himself. After going down the mountain, he also learned to protect himself after suffering some losses.

Seeing that he didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, everyone felt relieved a little bit. The people who had stood up also slowly sat back to their original positions, but looked towards him half-heartedly, their eyes full of vigilance. .

The leading woman put down the mace, walked a few steps towards the fire, hesitated for a while, then turned her head and looked at the Qingyang Taoist carefully.

I saw Qingyang standing at the door, looking in the direction outside the door, as if worried about whether the zombies would rush in.

"Hey, little Taoist priest, are you alone? Aren't you afraid of encountering zombies?" the leading woman asked curiously.

Hearing this, Qingyang turned his head and said slowly: "Yes, I am alone, and I encounter relatively few zombies during the day, so there is no major problem."

Thoughts flashed in the woman's eyes, and she said with relief: "Don't worry, zombies can't get in, that wall should be able to stop zombies."

Qingyang stretched out his hand in embarrassment, there was still some wet cement in his hand and asked: "Did that fence just be built? I was not careful."

The woman said generously: "It's okay, the upper layer is wet, and the lower layer should be fine. You said you were looking for senior brother, do you know where your senior brother is?"

Speaking of this, Qingyang's mood dropped a lot, he shook his head and sighed, "I don't know."

"Hahaha, if you don't know, then you still run around, be careful that the zombies bite you." The man named Niu Gao said sarcastically after hearing what the Taoist said.

Qingyang shook his head with a wry smile, not knowing how to respond to the strong man's ridicule.

On the contrary, the woman next to her turned her head and stared at Niu Gao. After seeing Sister Lan's eyes, Niu Gao muttered a few words, and then closed her mouth.

Just now, Sister Lan had already warned herself that if she really wanted to make Sister Lan angry, she couldn't bear it and walked away.

Sister Lan looked at the little Taoist priest, and for some reason, felt that this Taoist priest was a nice person, even though his hair was unkempt and his Taoist robe was in tatters.

But his temperament, as well as his clear eyes, he was not surprised or disturbed by Niu Gao's ridicule, which was completely different from most of the people in the last days who would draw their swords at each other if they disagreed.

So Sister Lan thought about it, and said softly, "What's your plan next?"

Sensing the kindness released by Sister Lan, Qingyang raised his head and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Keep looking, you can always find it."

Under the firelight, Qingyang's smile is very beautiful.

Sister Lan's heart moved slightly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, and said with a smile: "You think very openly."

Qingyang hesitated for a few seconds, then pointed in the direction of Petroleum City and asked: "When I came over, I saw the lights over there. What's the situation over there?"

When Sister Lan heard the words, there was a trace of vigilance in her eyes, and she asked suspiciously: "What's wrong? You're talking about Oil City? Are you someone who knows Oil City?"

"No, when I was on the road, I was besieged by zombies. A helicopter happened to come over. They helped me open a way out of trouble in the air, and then I walked all the way in the direction they left."

The Taoist saw that the woman took the initiative to talk to him about this matter, so he simply asked about the situation.

"You know that, the place you call Oil City, is someone from the military? Are there any helicopters there?"

When Sister Lan heard the words, she exchanged glances with the people next to her and made eye contact with each other, as if they were all thinking about the credibility of the Taoist's words.

After all, they have cooperated with Petroleum City before, and even the food in their hands is given by them, although it has to be exchanged through labor.

But for people like them, it is really good for them to be able to exchange for this amount of food after a day of labor.

Therefore, most of them have a good impression of the new forces in this oil city.

What's more, they are still waiting for the oil city to send them new engineering tasks, which makes them naturally side with the oil city.

If someone wants to spy on Oil City, they don't want to tell. Unless that person gives too much.

Faced with the Qingyang Taoist's question, Sister Lan didn't know how to answer for a while.

So he practiced Tai Chi and said: "You can go to ask yourself tomorrow morning and you will know. We don't know much about the others."

After all, he is a stranger, and he talks too much. If it is not good for Petroleum City, he is also afraid of getting into trouble.

Qingyang was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and saw that this woman was not willing to reveal too much, and he could not force the question, so he nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

After finishing speaking, he looked around and found a cleaner floor, then put a piece of wood next to it on it, and sat on it.

When Sister Lan saw this, although she was a little curious, she couldn't say anything more about the oil city. If it was daytime, she might secretly send someone to notify the people in the oil city.

But now it is night after all, it is impossible to go out, walking through the night is tantamount to courting death.

slam-la-

The iron pot on the fire suddenly trembled, and the boiled things in it gurgled upwards.

"It's ready." A man beside the fire swallowed, then wrapped his hands with a piece of cloth, and put the iron pot off the fire.

Hearing that the man said it was ready, the other people around excitedly gathered around with various utensils.

Some are holding aluminum lunch boxes, others are holding a steel bowl.
Sister Lan walked to the front, then took out an iron ladle from her pocket, wiped it on the clothes, then scooped it into the hot iron pot.

As she raised her hand, under the light of the fire, the iron spoon was filled with a spoonful of yellow and green paste. This paste was some dry food allocated by the camphor tree base.

It is mixed with some dried vegetables, concentrated rice noodles, and even some oil and water. This is the favorite dry food that these people sent them to the camphor tree base, none of them.

Although the taste is not good, it is very satisfying.

For them, in this last days of food shortage, it doesn't matter whether it is good or not. When they are hungry to a certain extent, as long as they can eat any unpalatable food, they will find it delicious.

Sister Lan is very fair, everyone has a spoonful, no more and no less, and each spoonful is exactly the same.

A scoop is about the size of a grown man's fist.

After adding water and steaming, it is very thick.

However, since the noodles are soaked in water, only three pieces of noodles are enough to feed a dozen of them.

This is very food-saving.

As one spoon after another was dunked into everyone's rice bowl, everyone began to eat in small bites.

At the end, there was only less than a small spoonful left, and Sister Lan didn't complain, but poured some water into the iron pot directly, then put the iron spoon in it and stirred it, and finally put the sticky liquid in the iron pot , All poured into his own rice bowl.

Whether it is an iron spoon or an iron pan, there is no stickiness on it, and the top is hung clean.

Food is so precious in the last days, they are not willing to waste a drop of food.

Sister Lan looked at the Taoist priest sitting in the corner not far away, hesitated for a moment, then looked at her own rice bowl, the water was slightly mushy after adding it.

After struggling for a while, he was about to make a move.

But the Taoist priest took out some wild fruits from his bosom, wiped them on his body, and began to bite.

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Sister Lan curled her lips, then took a mouthful of the paste and put it into her mouth.

It seemed that the Taoist had something to eat himself.

night.

silence.

The fire in the center of the house crackled and crackled.

The roars of the zombies outside the wall, sometimes very close, sometimes far away, are all after the zombies came over and then left.

Some zombies pass by here.

The windows of the house were nailed to death by wooden boards without any gaps, which is one of the reasons why the Taoist priests did not find anyone inside outside the wall.

But because the house was crucified all around, the zombies outside did not find them.

The smoke from the firewood burning drifted up the steps leading to the second floor.

Although the surroundings of the house were sealed, a space similar to a patio was left above for ventilation, so that they would not suffocate due to lack of oxygen in the sealed house.

Qingyang Taoist felt that he was not full after eating the wild fruit in his hand, so he just padded his stomach a little to relieve the burning sensation of stomach acid.

He glanced at the people around the fire not far away, and it happened that Sister Lan was also looking at him.

The eyes of the two just met, Qingyang nodded politely, but Sister Lan nodded inexplicably guilty.

Qingyang closed his eyes, pricked up his ears, and took a nap.

The people by the fire not far away were chatting quietly.

"You said that Taoist priest, is what you just said true?"

"I don't know, who knows, but have you seen the sword in his hand? It seems to be of good quality, do we want it?"

"Don't make trouble, he dares to run around in the end times by himself, he must have two brushes, maybe it's a hard board."

"The old horse is right. No one who can live to this day is a simple thing, let alone this kind of lone wolf."

"Hey, do you think this person really knows those people in Oil City? They really have helicopters."

"Do you think it's possible? It's not like you didn't see the Wannian people that Mr. Li killed before. Oh, maybe you didn't see it. Huamao, you were on the other side at the time. Sister Lan, Brother Niu, and I were watching." Clearly, Mr. Li's strength is really great.

When five people went up together, he knocked them all down.Real leather.

This Mr. Li is so ruthless, how can he save people, what are you kidding? "

"Hearing what you said, it's really true. It makes sense, then this Taoist priest is either cheating, or he met someone who is not from Petroleum City."

Sister Lan, who was next to her, couldn't take it any longer, she turned her head and said to them, "I think what this little Taoist said is very likely to be true."

Niu Gao said with a sneer: "Sister Lan, you are still a young Taoist priest, you must have taken a fancy to him. Sister Lan wants old cows to eat tender grass."

"Hehehe, Brother Niu, what you said is wrong, it is the old grass that wants to be eaten by the calf. Quack quack"

clap clap!

Niu Gao and the younger man had two large sinuses, and looked at Sister Lan with flushed left cheeks.

The red is not because of shyness, but because of being fan red.

Sister Lan's expression was expressionless, but her eyes were as sharp as knives. Looking directly at them, the two men, Niu Gao, did not dare to resist. They lowered their heads obediently and closed their mouths.

There is no way, the leader of them is Sister Lan, and more importantly, Sister Lan is very loyal, many of them might have died if it wasn't for Sister Lan.

A life-saving grace.

Coupled with the fact that Sister Lan is fair, she has high prestige and strong combat effectiveness in their small team.

Although he doesn't look very good-looking, he has won the trust of them.

The two big sinuses went down and saw that Niu Gao and the two of them were no longer guilty.

Sister Lan said in a low voice: "I think it is possible, there is a reason.

Think about it, we were originally slaves by the motorcycle gang, how did we get out later.It's Mr. Li's gang.

Where did the food we eat come from? Don’t you naively think that if we work hard and they give us food, is it really equal?

They can give us less food, even one-fifth of the current amount.We will do the same, why?Because you will starve to death.But they still gave so much.

Food is already scarce, and with so many people escaping from the motorcycle gang, the people in Oil City must not be able to feed us.

The labor-for-food exchange and task-for-food exchange I think is not only for them to meet their own needs, but also because they cannot accept all of us.

Having said that, those people in Wannian are really damned, they don't have enough hearts, and maybe the people in Petroleum City have a worse impression of us.

Having said so much, the summary is just one meaning: Those people in Oil City, although they are ruthless, are much better than motorcycle gangs.

So they rescued the little Taoist priest on the helicopter.

is very possible. "

Sister Lan's analysis.

It made everyone ponder for a long time, and felt that it was quite reasonable.

However, what the truth is, we have to wait until the performance of the little Taoist priest the next day.

They took turns to be on duty as usual, but in addition to being vigilant against the zombies outside, they would also simultaneously monitor the little Taoist priest sitting by the door.

Qingyang suffered a lot, so he didn't dare to fall asleep, but just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on something just now, which gave him a little understanding of that oil city.

It's just that, after all, Sister Lan and the others spoke in a low voice, and with a little distance, they couldn't hear a lot of content clearly.

However, at least Qingyang understands one thing: there is a helicopter in that oil city, and the person who rescued him a few days ago is very likely to be there.

(Ask for a monthly pass)

Time is a bit tight, I can't finish writing before 12 o'clock, woo woo.

The next chapter is going to be two o'clock in the middle of the night, everyone, don't wait, go to bed early, and wake up tomorrow to watch it. (end of this chapter)