Fragrant, made, soap, vomit bubbles after eating.
I ate the meal in a hurry, and after finishing it, it was already past one in the afternoon.
Coming out of the restaurant, Zhang Heng picked his teeth with a toothpick and told everyone: "No need to give them away, just go back and prepare money. If you have money, you can find a way. I will take care of the zombies, and I will ensure that they are all gone."
There’s not much left.”
The squires looked at each other.
I agree with my heart, but I am reluctant to part with the money.
Honestly refusing, but also afraid of the surrounding soldiers, it is really a straw to fight against a wolf.
“County Magistrate Fang, please.”
Zhang Heng made a departure gesture.
County Magistrate Fang did not dare to refuse, so he nodded and bowed and went to pull the car door.
Zhang Heng and the others got into the car, and the soldiers behind them quickly followed suit, shouting slogans: "Duck, duck, duck, duck, duck." There was no way, Cantonese was the official language of the southern government these days, so why did the generalissimo come from Xiangshan?
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Three hours later.
Because there were infantry behind us, it took three hours to walk the fifty miles.
Even so, County Magistrate Fang also expressed admiration and said: "The commander-in-chief really has a strong army and strong horses. After a rapid march of 25 kilometers, no one was left behind. It is really a strong army!"
“You can do this even if you eat four meals a day and practice for six hours.”
The personal guards around Zhang Heng are not the smoke soldiers under the warlords.
Not only do I eat and drink well every day, my training intensity is also top-notch. Today I practice bomb-throwing and shooting, and tomorrow I will do cross-country training.
Coupled with the fact that 500 people were selected from tens of thousands of people, in terms of physical fitness alone, they are not inferior to those of modern field troops.
“Adjutant Wu!”
Zhang Heng shouted behind him.
"have."
Wu Zhichong trotted up to him.
“Let the brothers rest where they are and wait for my order.”
“Yes, Marshal.”
Wu Zhichong went there in high spirits.
Zhang Heng actually quite likes Wu Zhichong.
Because he is a very simple warrior, and he has the drive to learn martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family.
As long as you don't fall, he will be your most loyal subordinate.
If you fall down, I'm sorry, we don't know each other well.
“Look, Tengteng Town is ahead.”
Standing outside Tengteng Town, No. 1 Mao looked proud: "In the past few days, I used my free time during the day to organize nearby villagers and built a three-meter-high wall around the outside of the town, sealing them all in."
“Of course, it only blocked ordinary zombies, and Hei Zong jumped over them instantly.”
"But fortunately, the number of black zombies is not very large, and they have the idea of using this place as a gathering place. They will come back after going out, which is quite magical."
"magic?"
Zhang Heng shook his head: "It's not magical, but it's comfortable to live here. It's so humid under the tomb that it's not as good as living in a house."
After saying that, he accelerated towards the wall, tapped his feet on the wall three times, and jumped up easily.
“How is it? Isn’t it scary?”
The First Mao followed Zhang Heng's example and climbed up the wall.
“The resentment is soaring to the sky!”
Zhang Heng looked toward the walled town.
At first sight, bones were everywhere in Tengteng Town, and the stench was overwhelming. Not to mention the humans, even the rats were probably eaten by the zombies.
“Let’s go in and take a look while it’s daytime.”
The first suggestion said.
“It’s okay to go in and take a look, but you have to put this on first.”
Zhang Heng took out two masks: "These are for epidemic prevention. Don't be careless, and don't touch things after you go in. I'm afraid there are more than just zombies here."
After a major disaster, it is often followed by a major epidemic.
Thousands of people died in Tengteng Town, and no one was cleaning up their bodies. There was no possibility of a plague spreading.
If you go in stupidly, zombies are fine, but the danger is in the open, but viruses hidden in the dark are difficult to prevent.
“Plague?”
Yi Mao slapped his thigh: "Why didn't I think of it? It would be terrible if I went in for a walk and got infected by the plague."
Zhang Heng did not answer this and put on the mask skillfully.
After doing all this, he flew into the town without waiting for the first messenger to greet him.
Creak, crunch...
As soon as he landed, Zhang Heng heard strange noises coming from the house on his left.
Looking inside through the half-open door, I saw a zombie wearing a gray coat. It looked like a small town resident who had been bitten and turned into a corpse.
Snapped!
The first one also jumped down.
He followed Zhang Heng’s gaze and shook his head slightly when he saw the zombie inside, sighing: “I don’t know whether to call it lucky or unlucky.”
Luckily, like other small town residents, they were not chewed up until all that was left was a pile of bones.
Unlucky, you will become a zombie after death, and you will not even be able to have peace of mind in death.
“It was also your good fortune that you met me.”
The First Mao kicked the door open, took out a corpse-fixing charm and stuck it on the zombie's head.
After doing all this, he flew up and kicked the zombie out. The zombie fell onto the street outside. When it encountered the sun, it began to spontaneously ignite and soon burned into a pile of white ash.
Creak, crunch!
Hearing the noise outside, there are more and more strange noises coming from inside the houses.
Zhang Heng looked at the houses on both sides of the street and made an inviting gesture to the first house.
Yimao looked at Zhang Heng, then at the endless houses, and shook his head repeatedly: "I don't have long hair and a kind heart."
Just kidding, there are at least a thousand or two thousand zombies in the entire Tengteng Town. If we clean up room after room, who knows how long it will take.
Furthermore, who knows if there is a zombie inside or a group of zombies gathered together.
In case of winning the head, there were a few dark stiffness hidden in it, and rushed in it and might leave it.
“There was a battle here.”
Walking forward, after passing an intersection, Zhang Heng found a lot of ashes on the ground.
These ashes are gray-white, like those left by destroyed zombies, and there are a lot of them.
“A group of monks came in before, they should have done it.”
The First Mao wandered around and soon found a sutra book and a broken Zen staff.
Ignoring the Zen staff, I picked up the scripture and took a look at it. Dai Mao suddenly looked disgusted: "These monks are so perverted. They actually used their own blood to write scriptures."
After saying that, he threw away the scripture in his hand.
"not that simple."
Zhang Heng glanced at the scriptures that were thrown on the ground: "I guess these monks may not have high levels of cultivation, but they are very compassionate."
“In order to deal with the zombies in Tengteng Town, they did not hesitate to use their own spiritual blood to bless the scriptures. Unfortunately, the zombies went crazy when they saw blood. They made the wrong calculation.”
Speaking of this, Zhang Heng added: "Of course, they are still very brave. Knowing that they cannot do something but doing it is a true hero. These are a group of eminent monks."
The First Mao sneered: "Why didn't the eminent monk get rid of the zombies in Tengteng Town?"
Zhang Heng glanced at him and said no more.
After all, not all Taoist priests were born in Maoshan, and not all monks came down from Mount Wutai.
In some small temples, the inheritance is incomplete at all, and at most people can practice to the early or middle stage of Qi training.
Their upper limit is so high, and they don’t even have follow-up cultivation techniques, so how can they be strong?
As for whether they are eminent monks or not, it depends on what they do, not just their strength.
A monk has a very high level of cultivation, but he commits all sorts of evil including murder and arson. Can he be considered an eminent monk?
Similarly, a monk who eats food and chants Buddha's name can lead people to do good deeds. Even if he has no cultivation at all, no one can call him a master.
This group of monks who entered Tengteng Town knew that they were not strong enough but they still came to slay demons, defend the Way, and help the people.
With such character, even if they are bald donkeys, they are still good bald donkeys.