Some people only look at the surface of the problem. In fact, if you look at it from another angle, you will find something different. From the beginning of the zombie massacre to the present, all problems only revolve around the zombies themselves, and killing them has become the first priority.
Mission, precisely because of this, the simplest thing is ignored. Why do zombies go to Wangtuling?
If the zombie is just to avoid being hunted, there is no need to travel long distances to Wangtuling. There are various signs that Zhuang Yan'e still retains a certain amount of wisdom after becoming a zombie. According to this explanation, everything it does must have a purpose, and what exactly does it want to do?
?Xu Qing fell into deep thought. At this time, he seemed to have jumped out of a quagmire. After falling, he found that he had stepped into another deeper quagmire.
Huang Pulan frowned and said nothing. She was also thinking about the same question in her mind. Why did the zombie run towards Wangtu Ling at all costs? Is it just a simple escape?
Dong Dong Dong - someone knocked hard on the door, and both of their thoughts were interrupted at the same time. Xu Qing glanced across the door and found Lin Pingzi standing outside the door. Why was she here in the middle of the night? Her hand
There was also a large bottle containing some kind of solution, in which two pieces of red meat were soaked.
He got out of bed, put on a coat, walked over and opened the door. Lin Pingzi immediately held the bottle in front of Xu Qing and said anxiously: "Xu Gongfeng, take a look at this."
Xu Qing frowned and glanced at the pieces of meat floating in the bottle, and asked in a low voice: "You picked this up from the big pit in the north of the village, right?"
Lin Pingzi's eyes flashed and he nodded quickly: "Yes, I spent a long time digging in the pit to find these two pieces of meat. If you look carefully, you will know what happened."
Xu Qing grinned and said, "Isn't it just two pieces of human flesh? What's so special about it?" He stepped aside half a step and gave way to the door. After all, it was better to go inside and talk about this kind of thing.
Lin Pingzi walked half a step forward with the bottle in his arms and stopped. He glanced timidly into the room and lowered his head. At this time, Huang Pulan had already put on his clothes. The relationship between her and Xu Qing was no longer the same in the Chinese Wuhun.
What's the secret? Everyone agrees that the two are a couple. These days, if you fall in love and sleep together, you will have a harmonious relationship. If you don't sleep together, there will be a gap. There is a saying that goes well, sleeping because of love is a normal thing.
Just such a normal thing like picking your nose and using your fingers made Lin Pingzi feel awkward for a while. After she saw Huang Pulan, she stood at the door with her head down and the bottle in her arms, refusing to come in. Her face flushed as if she was familiar with it.
It looks like a transparent tomato. If you sprinkle some cold water on it, steam will definitely come out. I don’t know how embarrassed she is?
Xu Qing frowned and glanced at her, then said in a deep voice: "If you have something to say, why are you so stupid?"
Lin Pingzi then walked in with the bottle in her arms. Perhaps she hadn't smoothed out the relationship between Xu Zongfeng and the captain yet, so she walked straight to Huang Pulan and said, "Sister Lan, I plan to go back to Xu Zongfeng after notifying Xu Zongfeng."
I'm telling you, I didn't expect you to sleep here..." At the end of her sentence, her voice was as thin as a mosquito singing, and she could hardly even hear it with her own ears.
Huang Pulan smiled generously and said: "It's better this way. It saves trouble. Come on, if you have anything to do, sit down and talk slowly. I'll get you a glass of water." After saying that, he glanced at the wooden sofa aside and turned around.
Go to the low cabinet with the white porcelain teapot on the other side.
Lin Pingzi walked to the sofa and sat down with the bottle in his arms. He reached out and placed the bottle on the coffee table in front of him. He took a few deep breaths before his face gradually returned to normal.
Xu Qing closed the door, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, walked over and sat on the sofa, pointed at the pieces of meat floating in the bottle and said, "If you have something to say, just say it, don't hide it."
Lin Pingzi swallowed, took out a linen bag from her pocket and opened it on the coffee table. Inside was a pile of beige powder, and she took out a roll of metal wire from her waist, with a small hook on one end.
, looks a bit like the items used when fishing for shrimp in the countryside in the past.
Xu Qing held a cigarette in his mouth and watched her tinkering with interest. He didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in the gourd, but he saw her open the bottle, put the hook end of the metal ribbon into the bottle, and quickly hooked a piece of meat.
When I came up, Huang Pulan came over with a water glass, put it down, and sat sideways.
Lin Pingzi pulled out the metal wire holding the meat pieces from the bottle and whispered: "On the surface, the two pieces of human flesh look the same, but in fact they are completely different. They are made from the old glutinous rice I bought from the villagers."
Rice flour, mixed with old rice wine and dried, you see." As she spoke, she put the meat on the hook into the glutinous rice flour and dipped it, it looked like rice cakes dipped in sugar.
Both sides of the meat pieces were covered with powder, and there was no abnormality. This appearance reminded Xu Qing of a dish that his hometown often cooks during the New Year and festivals, steamed pork with rice noodles. A large piece of pork belly is dipped in fried rice noodles and placed in a bowl.
Add salt and MSG, put it in a steamer and steam it over water for an hour. It will be so fragrant when it comes out!
Gudong! Thinking of the delicious taste of steamed pork with rice flour, Xu Qing couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit, which made Huang Pulan next to him glare at him and said in a low voice: "Who are you? This is human flesh!"
Xu Qing smiled awkwardly and said in a low voice: "Sorry, I thought of the steamed pork vermicelli in my hometown. It's a bit like that. Continue!"
Lin Pingzi pursed his lips, shook off the meat pieces from the hook and placed them in the corner of the linen cloth. Then he put the hooked metal wire into the bottle again, and did not forget to explain: "If the zombie's meat pieces are leaving the body,
It will remain active for a long time, so it is best to put it in a liquid environment, ordinary mountain spring water will do."
While speaking, Xu Qing had already hooked the piece of meat in the bottle. Xu Qing found that the piece of meat in the bottle seemed to be stinging. He actually twisted on the hook a few times, but was quickly pulled out of the mouth of the bottle.
Lin Pingzi glanced at the two of them while holding the wire, then placed the piece of meat on the hook onto the pile of glutinous rice powder.
Tsk! There was a soft sound from the surface of the piece of meat that had just been dipped in powder, and a puff of white smoke came out like a raw steak being slapped on the bottom of a red-hot pot. Then the piece of meat twisted violently as if it had come to life in vain.
Lin Pingzi started to move, trying to break free from the hook on the wire, but Lin Pingzi ignored it and turned the piece of meat around to hit the glutinous rice noodles again.
Chichi—the sound of frying steaks kept reaching my ears. The surface of the meat on the hook quickly turned into a brown color. The meat that was still bouncing at the beginning gradually became quieter. As the meat was dipped in
As the rice noodles increased, the color changed from burnt yellow to burnt black, and finally turned into a mass that resembled charcoal lumps.
Lin Pingzi put down the metal wire and said with a serious face: "You have all seen that the active zombie meat will become like this after being repeatedly dipped in glutinous rice flour. If it is ordinary human flesh, it will not change at all. So,
It can be inferred that the broken corpses in the pit were not left by two zombies, but by a zombie carrying the corpse of an ordinary person..."