Seeing the messenger staggering in, Uncle Ying and Mamadi's expressions changed drastically.
The quarry is located on the Xishan Mountain outside Baijiazhuang. It is quite large. There are hundreds of people quarrying on the mountain during the day, and many workers who do not go home stay at the construction site at night.
If a zombie goes to a quarry, you don't need to think about it to know what it is going to do. Those powerful quarry workers can stop the bandits but not the zombies.
"You guys stay in the Taoist Hall, I'll go take a look first!" Uncle Ying was a man of action and was the first to rush out of the Taoist Hall.
Seeing that Uncle Ying was leading the way, Mamadi ordered his apprentice not to be left behind: "Copycat, let's follow him too!"
Uncle Ying and Mamadi walked quickly and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Ren Tingting pulled Wang Xu in shock and fear, her delicate little face turned pale, and asked fearfully: "There are zombies, what should we do?"
"This is a Taoist hall. Zombies won't like it here. You and Wencai stay here, and I'll go take a look too." Wang Xu saw the excitement and was not afraid of trouble, and chased Uncle Ying and others in the direction they were leaving.
Ren Tingting was so scared that she glanced at the literary scholar who was so weak from motion sickness and the old and frail Uncle Zhong. She gritted her teeth and said, "Wait for me, I want to go with you too!"
How fast Wang Xu is, even the 100-meter champion can't outrun him.
By the time Ren Tingting went out, he had already disappeared in the night, and there was no way to chase him even if she wanted to.
"Hey, where did Uncle Ying go?" Wang Xu chased him for a while and soon saw a fork in the road.
The two intersections lead one to the west and the other to the north. It was so dark that it was difficult to see what was ahead.
Wang Xu looked around blankly and suddenly heard movement on the north path, thinking it must be Uncle Ying and the others.
ten minutes later
The further north we ran, the denser the woods became, and there was no way behind us.
Wang Xu slowly realized something was wrong. Uncle Ying was not that fast. At his current speed, he could run several miles in ten minutes. It was no worse than a motorcycle in a short period of time. There was no reason why he couldn't catch up with Uncle Ying.
Several people.
Could it be that the noise he heard did not belong to Uncle Ying? Who could it be?
Looking at the vast night and the dark woods, Wang Xu fell into a dilemma.
And just when he was thinking about returning the same way, he heard footsteps again in the silent night, as if someone was walking in the dark forest.
"Uncle Ying, is that you?" Wang Xu frowned slightly. Although there were questions in his mouth, he made a parrying gesture with his hands.
Because he also knew that at this time, Uncle Ying could not play tricks with him.
So here comes the question, if it’s not Uncle Ying that I’ve been chasing for a long time, who else could it be?
"Roar!" Just as Wang Xu made a gesture to parry, a black shadow rushed forward.
Fast, it was too fast. Wang Xu only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and an irresistible force hit him.
In an instant, Wang Xu flew out, and with the help of the moonlight above his head, he saw a ferocious face.
"Music Zombie!" Wang Xu fell heavily to the ground and took seven or eight steps before stopping. He murmured in his heart: "Isn't this guy in a quarry? Why is he here?"
Wang Xu actually didn't know that the musical zombies came with the messenger.
As a zombie, the musical zombie is very intelligent and can even communicate. Its intelligence is no worse than that of an eight or nine-year-old child.
Tonight when we were at the quarry, the musical zombie had a good meal. It was bored and came back with the quarryman who reported the news.
Even after it had finished its big meal, it did not attack the person who reported the news. Instead, it hung back in boredom, wanting to see who the person who reported the news was looking for.
Later, it discovered that the person who reported the news was looking for the Taoist priest in yellow, which it hated the most. It was not fun, so it left to mind its own business.
Unexpectedly, when it was walking in the woods, Wang Xu actually followed it, mistaking it for Uncle Ying and his party.
"Ha!" The musical zombie exhaled heavily and did not launch a second attack, but continued to walk deeper into the woods.
Wang Xu looked at it and suddenly had the illusion that it was an old man walking in the back garden after eating, not a vampire zombie.
"Tianshi Qian once said that after a zombie sucks blood, it will have a relative calm period like a full snake. During this period, its desire to attack will be greatly reduced. The wisdom of the musical zombie has reached the level that it can
To the point of thinking, it was more like threatening me than actually attacking me!" Wang Xu looked at the zombies walking in the woods under the moonlight, and felt as if ten thousand alpacas were running through him in his heart.
Zombies that have reached this level cannot be treated with common sense.
Wang Xu even suspected that music zombies have their own preferences and can be regarded as another intelligent species when they are not hungry.
"What a ghost. Is this still a zombie?" Wang Xu backed away slowly, with no intention of going up to say hello.
The moment they fought, he discovered that the musical zombie was more powerful than the black-haired zombie, and speed was no longer a weakness.
In comparison, the music zombie was faster than the cat-faced old lady Wang Xu saw. When it exploded, he could only see a shadow. It was definitely not something he could fight against now.
"Roar!" Just when Wang Xu was thinking about whether to leave quickly, the music zombie changed again.
I saw it let out a rapid roar, as if it had remembered something, and strode towards the mountain to the north.
Walk, just walk. There is no jumping around like ordinary zombies. Musical zombies walk very quickly step by step.
Wang Xu looked at its back, and after careful consideration, he followed it from a distance.
One person and one zombie, hundreds of meters apart, walked towards Beishan.
Beishan arrived half an hour later. The music zombie looked around as if he was recognizing the way. He pointed to the left first, then to the right, and then walked to the right.
Wang Xu followed it quietly, watching the musical zombie walk into the mountains, and also watched it pick a jujube from a wild fruit tree and eat it.
If you don't know its identity and just judge from its movements, it looks more like a traveler hiking in the mountains than a zombie that has just committed a massacre.
"Pfft, pfft, it tastes bad." The zombie took a mouthful of wild jujubes and spat it out twice with an ugly face. Obviously, jujubes were not in line with its taste.
Wang Xu's eyes flickered slightly. If he heard correctly, the zombie seemed to have said something unpalatable.
"You can talk now!" Wang Xu swallowed and looked at the music zombie who left again, as if looking at a treasure.
What does it mean to be able to speak and be wise?
This means that it can communicate and is not just driven by desire like ordinary zombies.
"In the movie Musical Zombie, it seems that it can only speak corpse language and not human language. Why, it can speak human language here? Could it be that it has killed more people and is more intelligent than in the movie?
?" Zombies can evolve by sucking blood. The more blood they suck, the higher their intelligence will be.
Wang Xu suddenly thought that the musical zombies in the movie seemed to have only killed six or seven people.
And here, it is conservatively estimated that dozens of people died in its mouth, and its strength is definitely stronger than in the movie.
"What is it going to do?" Under Wang Xu's gaze, the musical zombie stopped and walked, and finally stopped at the door of a mountain hut.
Wang Xu followed quietly and looked inside under the moonlight.
As soon as you enter, you will see an operating table, medical equipment, and a photo of a foreigner in a photo frame on the wall.
Seeing this familiar scene, Wang Xu suddenly realized, isn't this the place where foreign medical scientists transformed musical zombies? Why did the zombies come back here again?