Chapter 55 Jingyuan and Xinfang

The fire burned all afternoon, and Jingyuan was not idle during this period. He began to clean up the scattered zombies from house to house. After hacking them to death, he dragged them to the "crematorium" where the flames were still burning and burned them. At the same time, he selected a suitable house.

It was best to have an empty house, that is, a house where no zombies had been active, otherwise it would always feel like living in a haunted house. Although he knew it was purely psychological, he still wanted to find a clean house to live in.

After walking around for a while, there were a total of forty-seven villas in the entire villa area, of which forty were single-family villas and seven were duplex villas.

Four of the seven stacked villas were burned by him. It was not because he burned the stacked villas intentionally, but mainly because the stacked villas were larger in size and the walls were taller and stronger. It seemed that the survivors gathered in the stacked villas.

Defensive measures were built, so after the zombie infection spread, the zombie swarms were mostly concentrated around the stacked villas.

After comprehensive consideration, he decided to live in a single-family villa.

After all, he lives alone, the house is too big, cleaning is very troublesome, and there are too many empty rooms, which gives people a very bad experience.

How to sing that song: "When the lights are turned off, they are all the same, a big room, a lonely bed~"

He doesn't even have an electric light now, only a few candles. The house is so big that he doesn't feel lonely, but he always feels like there's someone behind him and it's chilly.

In the end, he chose a small two-story single-story house with a yard of about 100 square meters. It was close to the east door, easy to enter and exit, had a wide view, and was far away from the four "crematoria".

I simply cut a wooden stick and stuck it at the door of the house as a house number to help him find his way around.

He took Xiaobai out of his travel bag, placed it on the grass, and walked inside together.

He had already checked inside the house beforehand, and there were no traces of zombies or human activity.

Because no one has taken care of it all year round, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the rockery has long since died. Patching moss is climbing on the surface. A black pine stands in the middle of the courtyard as a decoration. The tree is straight and has a layer of water accumulated at its roots.

Layers of rotten pine needles.

At first glance, it looks very dirty. Although it is a villa, it has been unoccupied for a long time and has no property management, so it has long lost its popularity.

Things like a house must be popular.

An old house like that in a rural area may be in good condition for decades if people live in it. But once people move away, within a year or two, it will become so abandoned that no one can live in it, and it will look like a haunted house.

The doors of this villa are locked, with large floor-to-ceiling windows and French doors. There is an empty garage next to the building. Looking at the diagram of the apartment at the door, the entrance to the basement is inside the room, and there is a small attic on the top of the second floor.

It is a design biased toward Western architecture.

Looking in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see a TV and a washing machine, complete household appliances, marble tiles on the floor, sofa, coffee table, dining table, and all the internal organs. You can tell at a glance that it is expensive and finely decorated, and there are hangings on the walls.

With oil painting, he has developed an artistic style.

Since the windows and doors were closed, not much dust accumulated.

He had been rummaging around in the property building before, and he was lucky enough to find a spare key, so there was no need to use violent means to open the door.

The door lock is an electronic lock that uses face scanning and a key, but the lock has long since run out of power. Although face scanning does not work, it can still be opened with a key.

Pushing open the floor-to-ceiling door, a turbid musty smell wafted out. Jingyuan led Xiaobai from the first floor to the second floor, opening the windows in every room for ventilation.

Standing on the balcony of the bedroom on the second floor, he leaned against the wall and looked at the fiery red light in the distance.

The sun is almost setting and the fire has not yet burned out.

A gust of hot wind blew into his face, and his windbreaker, trousers, face, and arms were all splattered with black blood, which came from the zombies he had hacked to death.

There is a lingering unpleasant smell on my body, and I really want to take a bath.

He felt very tired. There were too many activities today. It was fine when the sun was bright, but now it was getting dark. Fatigue was coming like a tide. His eyelids had begun to fight and his stomach was hungry. This body

His body eroded by mold urged him to eat and rest quickly.

It's better to eat the lame dog. It's better to eat one dog and eat 100 cans.

Fortunately, the molds can only affect his thoughts, but cannot control his consciousness like a remote control. If it reaches that level, he will become a walking zombie, just like those zombies.

He can control his desires, restrain and restrict himself, and this is the difference between him and those zombies.

He stretched and sat on the terrace to have dinner with Xiaobai.

There was no time to clean the house, he just wanted to take a hot bath and go to sleep.

Pour the remaining gasoline into the fuel tank of an agricultural tricycle until it is 80% full, then pour in cooling water, and drive the rumbling old tricycle to the creek at the foot of Zhoushan Mountain.

He almost recalled how to drive an agricultural three-wheeler. Fortunately, he had learned it from his grandfather in the countryside, otherwise he would have been completely blind.

Later, he had to do a detailed inspection of the agricultural three-wheeler. It was his only means of transportation. It could not only transport water, but also pull back the barrels of diesel from the gas station.

But it is much easier to use than a car. The trunk of a car is too small and cannot hold much cargo. This agricultural three-wheeler is also a bit slow, but its practicality is really high.

While it was on, he always felt that it lacked some meaning, so he stopped, took out the radio from his travel bag, and played soothing country music from the last century.

"Don't send me off, just say goodbye~"

"My hometown is behind me~"

The magnetic uncle's voice accompanied by the rumble of the engine made him feel much more relaxed.

He carried the dog and the bucket and headed towards the mountain as the sun set, his shadow stretched very long.

The buckets were found in the ruins of the survivor bases. There were 3 buckets in total and 2 large water tanks.

Fetching water was not an easy task. He could only hold a ladle and fill the buckets and water jars little by little. The water quality was not bad. It seemed to be melted snow water from the mountains. It was biting cold. Xiaobai touched it and his paws were wet.

Take it back suddenly.

Compared to the harsh environment in the city center, where there is even acid rain, the southern suburbs are simply a paradise.

After Jingyuan received the water, he didn't leave in a hurry. He went to the woods to cut three bundles of firewood and moved four large bluestones.

I became more and more tired. When I returned to the villa area, it was already dark, the four fires had been extinguished, and the air was filled with a burning smell, but it was very quiet.

He drove the agricultural three-wheeler into the garage, moved down four large bluestones, built a simple stove in the stone pavilion, placed a large water tank on it, put firewood on it, and started boiling hot water.

Don't worry about quality issues. These large water jars are originally clay jars made by fire. People in rural areas use them to boil water for making rice dumplings and bathing water. They are easier to use than iron pots.

He boiled a large tank full of hot water and wanted to take a bath in the bathtub, but the bathtub was too dirty, so he filled half a bucket of warm water with a bucket and stripped naked on the grass to take a shower.

He was completely naked. He lifted the bucket and poured it on his head. The warm water poured from the Tianling Cap to his toes, giving him a feeling of being reborn.

He thought that from today on, this villa would be his new house. Thinking of sweeping and mopping the floor and clearing weeds tomorrow, he didn't feel it was troublesome, but felt happy.

Because, he finally has a place to stay in this strange world.
Chapter completed!