The time in the zombie plane is 1925, a time of warlord rule.
Cars during this period were still new in China, and all of them, including gasoline, had to be imported from foreign countries.
The car owned by Ren Tingting's family is a Ford Model T sedan known as the car of the century. It can seat four people including the driver. This kind of car is not even modern, not even seen in the Republic of China in 1940. It had been eliminated by that time.
Already.
But after all, a car is a car. The distance that Uncle Ying could cover in three to five days could be reached in one day.
night
"Uncle Zhong, are you here yet?" The car was driving in the night, and when she saw the darkness outside, Ren Tingting couldn't help but ask.
The driver was an old servant of the Ren family, surnamed Zhong, who was about fifty years old. After hearing the sound, he replied: "Miss, we are almost there. After passing this mountain and walking a few miles, we will reach Baijiazhuang.
"
"Hurry up, I feel so uncomfortable!" Wencai felt a little motion sick and leaned against the car door with a pale face.
Ren Tingting frowned in disgust and ignored Wencai's miserable look. Instead, she turned around and said, "Do you still have the chocolate? Give me another piece. I'm a little hungry."
Wang Xu opened his eyes slightly, took out two pieces of chocolate wrapped in tinfoil from his pocket, and handed them out silently.
Ren Tingting took the chocolate, ate it in small sips, and said to herself: "Cars consume a lot of gas, so the chocolate you gave me should be considered as your travel expenses."
This time we went to see Uncle Ying. A total of three people went there. In addition to Wencai and Ren Tingting, Wang Xu, who was idle and bored, also followed.
Hearing Ren Tingting's muttering to herself, Wang Xu shook his head slightly. Sure enough, the princess's disease was incurable, and she could even ask for food so arrogantly.
"Hangchi, bangchi"
The car climbed uphill hard, and after half an hour, we finally arrived at Baijiazhuang.
Baijiazhuang is also a large village, similar in size to Renjia Town, and has a very dense population.
As soon as we entered Baijiazhuang, a different kind of atmosphere hit us. We saw that every door of the house was closed, and there were no houses with lights on, let alone pedestrians.
"It's so depressed. It's only eight o'clock in the evening. Is everyone asleep?" Looking at the silent town, Ren Tingting looked strange.
Wang Xu didn't say anything. He swept his eyes across the street and suddenly said: "Stop!"
Uncle Zhong stepped on the brakes and the car stopped on the side of the road.
Ren Tingting was about to ask what was wrong when she saw Wang Xu push open the door and walk out, heading straight to a house.
"What did you go to do?" Wang Xu went out and came back, which only took a minute.
Ren Tingting looked at him blankly until a piece of paper was stuffed over her.
"Announcement, Baijiazhuang has been attacked by zombies. Twenty-seven people have been killed. Please close the doors and windows tightly and do not go out after dark." Ren Tingting read each word one by one. After reading, she suddenly woke up and asked: "
Are there zombies?”
Wang Xu nodded slightly, such a notice was posted openly, obviously the zombies were not fake.
Wang Xu muttered for a moment. He tricked Uncle Ying into coming to Baijiazhuang because he knew Baijiazhuang was the place where musical zombies appeared.
But he really didn't expect that the Musical Zombie would appear at this time. He lured Uncle Ying to come over, but he just missed the mark.
"Music Zombie, this zombie is one of the best in Uncle Ying's zombie film series. I remember that it was just an ordinary zombie at first. It was stolen by foreign doctors for experiments and turned into a flying zombie.
Existence. The foreign medical scientist injected a chemical component into the zombies, which made the zombies completely reborn and no longer afraid of Taoism and sunlight."
Thinking of musical zombies and chemicals that can make zombies more powerful, Wang Xu felt hot in his heart without any fear.
The musical zombie is very powerful and can easily fly to the sky and escape from the earth, but it has a fatal weakness.
This weakness is nothing other than the fact that the foreign doctor accidentally awakened part of the zombie's brain during the experiment, allowing the zombie to maintain a human habit.
Musical zombies are not afraid of sunlight or Taoism, and they have no scruples about sucking blood and killing people.
But just playing music can make it soothing. I especially like to listen to the song "A Bird Fell into the Water".
"Uncle Zhong, drive to the Taoist temple in the town. Uncle Ying should be inside the Taoist temple."
"Oh, Uncle Zhong is my servant, why do you order him?"
After hearing Wang Xu's words, Ren Tingting issued a warning with dissatisfaction.
Uncle Zhong is an old man. He glanced at the rearview mirror, as if he were looking at his new uncle, and said cheerfully: "Miss, where are we going?"
"Go." Ren Tingting was speechless for a moment and said in frustration: "Go to the Taoist Hall, it's important to find Uncle Ying."
Along the way, Ren Tingting often quarreled with Wang Xu. Uncle Zhong saw this in his eyes and took it to heart, wondering if he should talk to his master after returning home.
It's a pity that Ren Tingting didn't know what Uncle Zhong was thinking, and Wang Xu didn't want to know, so the misunderstanding continued like this.
Ten minutes later, the Taoist Hall at the west end of the town, the only building with lights on in Baijiazhuang, arrived.
The Taoist hall is brightly lit at night, and red lanterns are lit at the door, which sounds very lively.
"I have already fought against this zombie. The Eight Diagrams Mirror, the Copper Coin Sword, the Yellow Talisman, and even the corpse rope are all ineffective against it. Fortunately, you are smart and know how to ask for help. Otherwise, after a while, Baijiazhuang
Thousands of people are not enough for it to kill."
"Who asked you for help? You can solve your own problems by yourself. Without you, the sun will shine out. Do you feel too good about yourself?"
"You didn't ask me for help. So what happened to the beggar who delivered the letter five days ago?"
"What beggar, I don't know what you are talking about. This zombie has only been out for three days. Who knows what it was doing five days ago!"
Before he walked in, a quarrel broke out, and Wang Xu knew what was going on.
He pretended to be a beggar to lure the tiger away from the mountain, but Uncle Ying, who was transferred away, really found a powerful zombie here, and the fake became real.
There was a bit of a smile on Wang Xu's face, maybe it was just a coincidence.
"Master, there's a car coming outside!"
Uncle Ying's senior brother Mamadi also had two apprentices, one named Ahao and the other named Aqiang. Their level was higher than Literary Talent, probably at the level of Qiu Sheng.
Hearing the words of the two disciples, Uncle Yuying stopped bickering and said impatiently: "I have a guest here. Let's talk about it first. This is my Taoist hall. You are just a guest. Don't be the same as last time.
It’s as if I am the guest and you are the host.”
"Uncle Ying!"
"Master"
As soon as Mamadi finished speaking, Ren Tingting and Wang Xu walked in. As for Wen Cai, who was motion sick, he was still retching in the car.
"Hey, it's you!" Uncle Ying looked up, with a smile on his face, and said to Mami: "This is my friend Wang Xu, and Ren Tingting, the daughter of a friend in the town, which one do you think is the one?"
Your guest?"
"You!" His face turned pale with anger. He and Uncle Ying were brothers in the same school. When they went to the mountain to learn martial arts, Uncle Ying was the darling in his master's eyes. Instead, he was scolded as a fool by his master all day long.
Over the decades, the two quarreled as soon as they met. Unfortunately, Ma Ma's skills were not as good as those of others, and he was never as good as Uncle Ying. When they met, his confidence was weakened by three points.
Now I just want to say something sarcastic to Uncle Ying, but the guests who come are still looking for Uncle Ying. Is there any justice in this?
"Why are you here?" Uncle Ying turned to Wang Xu and asked without looking at Mamadi's face.
Ren Tingting opened her mouth to explain, expressing her desire to take Uncle Ying back.
Hearing this, Uncle Ying smiled bitterly and said: "I can't go back for the time being. There is a very powerful zombie here, at least the level of a purple-haired zombie. Maybe it won't even be a flying zombie."
Impossible. If we don’t get rid of this zombie, if it gets more heat, I’m afraid it will endanger the world.”
"Uncle Ying, how long will it take you here?"
"It's hard for us to say this"
"Uncle Ying, it's not good, the zombies have gone to the quarry, and many people have died there!"