A gloomy sky pressed down on the empty wilderness, and faint lights could be seen in the far distance on the horizon.
Ge Shu panicked, knelt on the ground and raised his head to look at Li Kui.
The sparks on the cigarette butt showed the man's stern face, which was uncertain between light and dark, and he pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Uncle, if not... just treat me like a fart."
"Do you still want to go back?"
Li Kui flicked the cigarette ashes, took out a straw doll from his arms, with a strong Yin energy lingering on it, threw it into the car window with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you will be chopped into meat paste when you get back.
What a dead rat!"
Huh...huh...
Ge Shu sniffed subconsciously, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he lowered his head with a pale face.
Yang Qi... living person!
Li Kui smiled unscrupulously.
He has a Youtong that can absorb the Yang energy from his body. Just in case, he exchanged it for a Yin object to ensure that his identity will not be exposed. This is also the confidence that he dares to walk in the ghost market unscrupulously.
"You lead the way and act as a guide. If you behave well, I will spare your life. If you try to play tricks, you will end up like that Tiger Lord!"
"How do I know if it's true or false?"
"If you believe it, you can live a few more days. If you don't believe it, die now!"
"..."
Ge Shu accepted his fate!
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In the wilderness.
The two beams of light pierced the darkness like sharp swords, the wheels rolled over the gravel, and the billowing smoke dragon chased behind.
"Uncle, where are you planning to go?" Ge Shu was sitting in the passenger seat, his hands bound by soul chains, full of anxiety.
"Black Mountain City!"
"That's a day's journey!"
Bang!
A stray Yaksha was violently hit by the front of a car!
The car body tilted slightly and quickly sped away.
Li Kui supported his chin with one hand and held the steering wheel with the other, and asked: "Are there many yakshas?"
"ah?"
Ge Shu didn't react for a while, and said without thinking: "Of course there are many. I have seen millions of Yaksha attacking a city before. The scene...it was a scene of flesh and blood flying everywhere!"
It's over... If you talk too fast, if you talk too much, you won't be killed, right?
After saying this, Ge Shu regretted it and wanted to slap himself. He glanced at Li Kui secretly and found that the latter was frowning and didn't seem angry. He breathed a sigh of relief.
This is a ruthless man and cannot be offended.
I couldn't help but mutter for a while, and the man asked what he meant by this.
the other side.
Li Kui sighed inwardly.
He is still very curious about this world, but every time he learns more about it, he feels more depressed. Perhaps because he is a human being and witnessing such a doomsday scene with his own eyes, it is inevitably a bit heavy.
Judging from Ge Shu's reaction, that sentence should not be false. Just imagining it makes my scalp numb. Millions of yakshas are so terrifying.
"How much do you know about the situation outside? Tell me everything!"
"ah?"
Ge Shu glanced at Li Kui, not daring to offend the ruthless person. He thought about it and said cautiously:
"Humanity is almost unable to hold on anymore...except for scattered gathering places and teams, there are only two major forces!"
"Which two?"
"One is the City of Hope reorganized by the former army, and the other is a fortress led by new humans!"
"Fortresses and Hopes, Organization and Leadership."
Li Kui muttered softly, in a calm tone: "Listening to a name like this, do they only have a few cities left to defend?"
"Yes, the fortress is only Pingling City, and the City of Hope also has two neighboring cities, Jingbei City and Damen City!"
"You know a lot!"
Ge Shu smiled.
He was always uncomfortable answering questions like this. He was afraid that his head would fall to the ground in the next second, but if he didn't say anything, he would die faster.
"What about your side?"
"There are endless things to say, there are tens of thousands of them, large and small, but generally speaking, the main ones are Youdu, Corpse City, and Night City."
As he asked and answered questions, Li Kui became more and more familiar with this world.
Similarly, Ge Shu became more and more curious about the identity of this ruthless man, and asked the most basic and thought-provoking questions.
It felt to him as if he had emerged from some mountain nook and knew nothing, but the world had become like this. How could there be any mountain nook where he could escape from the world.
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A few hours later.
The taxi stopped on a hillside.
Li Kui looked at the empty landmarks on the map, and then looked at the small town in front of him, and said in a playful tone: "This map of yours... doesn't it mark that there is only one village on the way to Heishan City? Isn't there only one village over fifty years old?
Only the Yaksha group?"
"How come we have already encountered three Yaksha groups of over a hundred people and two abandoned towns along the way?"
thump,
Ge Shu knelt down neatly. He didn't know whether he was crying or smiling. He really looked like a living mouse. He said in a tearful tone: "Master, Yaksha and the others are wandering around, and this little one doesn't even know."
"Oh? What's the town's explanation?"
"This...this was all painted twenty years ago!"
Anyway, I finally told the truth.
Li Kui shook his head helplessly, but he wasn't too angry.
His original intention was just to change the map and continue to spawn monsters. If the two abandoned towns were not too close to the Yasha group with a size of over a hundred, he would have stopped there.
Suddenly.
The map suddenly turned red. Looking up at the night sky, a red flare slowly rose, blooming with dazzling light.
The fleeting sound of gunfire.
What followed was...the rising and falling roars of each other.
There is a clear difference from Yaksha's roar.
"Uncle...it's a living corpse!"
"Living corpse?"
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The timeline moves forward slightly.
The center of town.
In a dilapidated pharmacy, several men were fully armed and holding flashlights in their mouths, rummaging through boxes and cabinets in search of remaining medicines.
"Brother Huo, I found it, it really exists!"
The speaker was a man in his early twenties with a pale face. He took out a medicine box from the bottom of the cupboard and used the light to see clearly that the shelf life was forty years. There was a look of joy on his face that could not be concealed, and he lowered his voice.
With a voice, he said excitedly:
"Brother Huo, everything you said is true!"
"Keep your voice down."
Brother Huo, as the young people call him, walked over. The dim light showed his appearance. He had a Chinese character face, gray hair, and a stable and mature temperament. Only the dark circles under his eyes were thick, and his right eye was even more bloodshot. Just look at his appearance.
There seemed to be no discomfort.
“Why do the medicines here have such a long shelf life?”
Hearing this question, Brother Huo smiled silently, waved to the young man to come to the storage room, and gently closed the door.
"Because the things here are gifts left to us by people who died in the past."
"Gift?!"
Brother Huo took out a handful of tobacco from the pocket and rolled it up in white paper. The match was drawn across the side of the box, and the phosphorus rubbed together to create sparks.
call--
"Little Yang, you haven't been out of the base, so it's normal that you don't understand. We realized a long time ago that key materials such as medicine and food do not have a sufficient shelf life. We may not wait for those monsters to kill us.
I’m going to starve to death first!”
The sparks that continued to burn from time to time allowed Xiaoyang to see clearly the expression on Brother Huo's face, which was a kind of helpless sadness.