Li Dashou looked back and saw me who was about to "retreat", but at this time I had already run thirty or forty meters away.
In addition to the zombies' final struggle to trap the beasts, they Xuanfeng Sect could not turn around to deal with me. . otbnkotgt It was quite quiet everywhere.
I walked around the village from behind the noodle shop, trying to find a police station on duty, or a station.
I'm not particularly familiar with this area, and there's only one bus station I know of, but that bus station is on the other side of Xuanfengmen and Zombies, and it's late now.
The bus drivers have already left work.
The shops all around were closed, and I wandered around but couldn't find the police station.
I had no choice but to find a place to hide, and then go home at dawn the next day.
Good thing.
There is also a small guest house in the village, and there is light inside at night.
I stepped forward and opened the door, and saw a sleepy waitress lying on the counter dozing off.
I was startled when I heard the sound.
His body trembled slightly, and he raised his head and looked at me.
I said a little embarrassedly: "Is there any room left?"
"Are you staying in a hotel?"
she asked, understanding what I meant.
"Yes."
The guest house seems to be in poor business and there are quite a few empty rooms.
I live in an inner room on the second floor, and there is no sound in the guest house.
Originally, it was not a good idea to open a guest house in such a remote village.
Besides, this place is not a tourist attraction, so how can there be so many people there?
"The boiling water room is in the innermost room on the second floor."
She told me after collecting the money, and then closed the door.
The room was quite large, but the bed and floor were not clean.
I reached out and touched it.
Fortunately, there was still a pack of cigarettes in the inner pocket of my coat.
I lit one and sat silently for a while, then took out the bottle of zombie blood.
The noodle shop owner was originally a living person, but he turned into a zombie after taking a sip of zombie blood.
Although the speed of turning into living corpses is very fast, the zombie we just encountered was a bit too powerful.
Even the thunder from the sky can't kill evil spirits, and the Tao can't last a thousand years.
In my opinion, the key problem still lies in this bottle of blood.
This bottle of zombie blood must have a lot of background.
If this bottle of zombie blood is the essence blood left by a zombie that has been around for five hundred or even thousands of years, then it may be possible.
Create such a monster.
I took a puff of my cigarette and thought about it carefully, thinking that maybe Yuan Zhu had underestimated this zombie's abilities.
He estimated that this zombie would have to live for 500 years, but if it could withstand the power of thunder, it might be longer than 500 years.
I couldn't tell the reason just by looking at it.
After thinking about it, I took the key and walked out of the room.
I asked the front desk to borrow a phone.
Only when I walked to the front desk did I realize that the waitress had gone somewhere.
There was a phone.
I picked up the receiver and put it to my ear, but there was no sound.
It took me a long time to realize that the phone was useless.
Eighty percent of it is bad.
"Damn, the phones are all broken."
I sighed, hung up the phone, and thought about getting something to eat at the front desk.
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After looking at it for a long time, I found a box of instant noodles.
"Instant noodles should be instant noodles."
In that era, instant noodles were still a good thing.
There were not so many experts who jumped out to say that this was bad and that should not be eaten.
Instant noodles tasted delicious, and they did not flow into China in the 1980s.
I left two dollars on the counter, then took the instant noodles back to the second floor and walked towards the water room.
There was no one in the boiling water room, but the boiler was quite hot.
I was waiting for the water to boil, so I leaned against the window of the boiling water room and smoked a cigarette.
Before I finished smoking this cigarette, there was a roaring sound outside.
Looking back, I saw two people also walking into the boiling water room.
One person is carrying a bag on his back, and the other is holding a hot water bottle.
Both of them are middle-aged men, about forty years old.
The one holding the thermos bottle has a mustache, and the other with a backpack has a bald head.
In the past few years, I have been in the circle, and my eyesight has improved.
Although there are no words on the faces of good people and bad people, my temperament can be clearly distinguished.
I just glanced at them casually and realized that these two people were not good people.
"Where are you guys from?"
It happened that the boiler water was out of the barbecue.
I used the last bit of hot water to make noodles, so the two of them could only wait nearby.
The two people seemed very alert after hearing my question.
The man with a mustache and a thermos bottle said, "It's from Zibo, Shandong."
I kept sneering in my heart.
You two are less than 1.7 meters tall, and you add a voice with a strong southern accent and say that you are a big man from Shandong.
The more you try to hide it, the more problematic it is.
I smiled.
Said: "Zibo, it's a good place.
I went there to do business a few years ago.
But the two voices don't sound like Shandong accents."
"Eat your noodles and stop fucking meddling in other people's business."
The other bald man looked a lot more grumpy and didn't want to talk nonsense with me.
He started yelling when he opened his mouth.
I shrugged.
Individual travelers in the world are very vigilant.
Everyone is warm and welcoming.
Many of them have weird tempers and don't like to interact with others.
The other party opened his mouth to curse like this, but I didn't get angry.
I looked at the instant noodles and walked out with the noodle box.
At the entrance of the corridor, some small sounds suddenly came into my ears.
After I succeeded in refining my qi.
The ears are much sharper than ordinary people, and they can hear many sounds that ordinary people cannot hear.
Standing on the stairs, what I heard was the voices of two people talking in the boiling water room.
"Brother, do you want me to kill that guy?
He saw us, we have to kill him."
The voice came from a bald man, saying that I should be the one to be killed.
This statement made me stunned for a moment.
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What a fucking weird logic that someone would kill someone just by chance.
"You are stupid."
As expected, another man with a mustache said, "We have a secret mission.
If we kill people, we will inevitably arouse suspicion.
It doesn't matter if he sees our faces.
If we kill him, we will be discovered.
If you reveal your whereabouts and damage the organization, then both you and I will suffer a lot."
It sounds like these two people have an ulterior secret, but I'm not a charlatan, and I'm not interested in this kind of thing.
As long as they don't think about "destroying the earth," I'll eat my food, and I'll have to rush in tomorrow morning.
Go home.
I went back to the room and ate a warm bowl of noodles, feeling quite comfortable in my stomach.
I felt a little sleepy while lying on the bed, and fell asleep in a daze.
I was supposed to sleep until dawn, but I didn't expect to be woken up by the noise not long after.
I rubbed my eyes, and there was constant noise in my ears.
I frowned and walked to the door and listened close to the door.
There seemed to be strange sounds outside, which sounded like fighting or quarreling.
The sound was chaotic, as if there were more than one person.
There weren't many people in this guest house originally, and since it was already late at night, the girl at the front desk probably hid somewhere to sleep.
So no one cares about this mess.
I opened the door, exposed a small crack, and took a look outside.
There seemed to be some movement at the end of the corridor, and soon I saw a figure running down the corridor.
I didn't want to cause trouble, so I was about to close the door and go back to sleep, but at this moment, the figure walked towards me quickly, not too slow.
I was shocked.
When I was about to close the door, I found that the door was held by someone from the outside.
It couldn't be closed for a long time.
"Who?"
I asked.
"Can you let me in?
I'm in trouble.
Someone is chasing me outside."
The voice sounded like that of a girl.
In this case, I instinctively didn't want to cause trouble, but it sounded like she was a girl after all.
Moreover, it would be unreasonable to ask for help late at night if I didn’t help.
When he was hesitating, the girl outside said even more anxiously: "I am not a bad person, but a bad person wants to catch me.
Please help me and let me in."
I frowned, sighed and opened the door, only to see a long-haired figure walking quickly into the room.
I quickly closed the door, and when I looked back, I saw a figure of about twenty.
A girl about 18 years old with long hair and wearing jeans stood in front of me.
There were no lights on in the room, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but she had a good figure and her curves were quite pretty.
"Thank you."
She sat on the bed in shock.
I reached out and turned on the light, and only then could I see her face clearly
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