Chapter 811 Two Big Sinuses, so Harmful

But she still didn't dare to let down her guard. How could a normal person be running around outside this late at night?

After the Taoist priest came in, she pointed the mace in her hand at him.

Qingyang scanned the room and found that all the surrounding windows were sealed. Only the one leading to the second floor upstairs was still empty.

There was a small fire burning in the center, and an iron pot hung above the fire, and something seemed to be simmering in it.

There were five or six people squatting next to the fire. When they saw me coming in, they also stared at me closely together with the six or seven people who came out just now.

They all held various homemade weapons in their hands, with doubts and vigilance in their eyes.

Qingyang didn't expect that there were people here, and there were so many people. It was indeed a bit abrupt to come here in the middle of the night.

So he made a Taoist salute to them, and then said with some embarrassment: "I'm a poor Taoist, Qingyang, I'm here late at night. I'm really sorry to disturb you. I thought there was no one in this courtyard, so I ran in. I'm sorry."

When the leading woman heard this, she still did not let down her guard. These days, there are all kinds of people, and she has seen too many people with human faces and animal hearts.

She looked straight at him and asked, "Where are you from? Why do you suddenly appear here?"

Taoist Qingyang pondered for a few seconds after hearing the words, and then said: "I came down from Sanqing Mountain, and now I am looking for my senior brother and the others. Well, have you ever seen anyone wearing Taoist robes?"

"We have never seen anyone wearing Taoist robes. This is our place. Please get out." After hearing the Taoist priest's words, a majestic man with a beard took a step forward and said with a displeased look. .

A stranger came to me in the middle of the night and said that he was looking for someone. He was also wearing a tattered Taoist robe. This was very strange.

If we are in the same room together, it will be dangerous if the Taoist priest has evil intentions. We cannot trust strangers, and we should try to avoid contact and stay away when we meet them.

"Niu Gao! Don't be impulsive!" The leading woman said quickly when she saw that Niu Gao was about to get rid of the Taoist priest.

There are zombies outside right now. Driving this Taoist priest away will only attract zombies, which will do them no good.

"Hmph!" Niu Gao snorted coldly, turned his head and stopped talking.

"I'll leave at dawn tomorrow, sorry again."

After saying that, Taoist Qingyang put down his hand and stood consciously in a small corner next to him. It seemed that the people here did not welcome his arrival.

Naturally, he could no longer bring trouble to himself by going over there and chatting. Since coming down the mountain, he had learned to protect himself after suffering some losses.

Everyone felt a little relieved when they saw that he didn't seem to have any ill intentions. The few people who had stood up slowly sat back to their original positions, but looked at him vaguely, their eyes full of vigilance. .

The leading woman put down the mace, walked a few steps towards the fire, hesitated, then turned around and looked at Qingyang Taoist Priest carefully.

Qingyang was seen standing at the door, looking in the direction outside the door, as if worried about whether zombies would rush in.

"Hey, little Taoist priest, are you alone? Aren't you afraid of encountering zombies?" the leading woman asked curiously.

Hearing this, Qingyang turned his head and said slowly: "Yes, I am alone. I encounter relatively few zombies during the day, so there is no big problem."

Thoughts flashed in the woman's eyes, and she said with relief: "Don't worry, zombies can't get in. The wall should be able to stop the zombies."

Qingyang stretched out his hand with some embarrassment. There was still some wet cement in his hand and said, "Was that wall just built? I was not careful."

The woman said generously: "It's okay. The top layer is wet, but the bottom layer should be fine. You said you were looking for your senior brother. Do you know where your senior brother and the others are?"

Speaking of this, Qingyang felt a lot lower, shook his head and sighed: "I don't know."

"Hahaha, you don't know, so you are still running around, be careful of zombies chewing you." The man named Niu Gao said sarcastically after hearing what the Taoist priest said.

Qingyang shook his head with a wry smile when he heard this, not knowing how to respond to the burly man's ridicule.

On the contrary, the woman next to him turned around and glared at Niu Gao. After seeing Sister Lan's eyes, Niu Gao muttered a few words and then closed his mouth.

Sister Lan had just warned herself that if she really wanted to make Sister Lan angry, she would not be able to eat and walk around.

Sister Lan looked at the little Taoist priest. She didn't know why, but she felt that this Taoist priest was a good person, even though his hair was unkempt and his robes were in tatters.

However, his temperament and clear eyes made him unfazed when faced with Niu Gao's taunts. He was completely different from most people in the apocalypse who would draw their swords at the slightest disagreement.

So Sister Lan thought for a while and said warmly: "What are your plans next?"

Feeling the kindness released by Sister Lan, Qingyang raised his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "Keep looking, you will always find it."

Under the firelight, Qingyang's smile was beautiful.

Sister Lan's heart moved slightly, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile: "You are quite thoughtful."

Qingyang hesitated for a few seconds, then pointed in the direction of Oil City and asked, "When I came over, I saw the lights over there. What's going on over there?"

Hearing this, Sister Lan showed a trace of vigilance in her eyes, and asked a little suspiciously: "What? Are you talking about Oil City? Are you someone who knows Oil City?"

"No, when I was on the road, I was surrounded by zombies. A helicopter happened to come over. They helped me open a way out of the trap in the air, and then I walked all the way in the direction they left."

The Taoist priest saw the woman taking the initiative to talk to him about this matter, so he simply asked about the situation.

"Do you know that place you call Oil City, are you from the military? Are there any helicopters there?"

Hearing this, Sister Lan and the people next to her looked at each other, making eye contact with each other, and seemed to be thinking about the credibility of the Taoist priest's words.

After all, they had cooperated with Oil City, and even the food on hand was given by them, although it had to be exchanged for labor.

But for people like them, it is really good for them to be able to get this amount of food in exchange for a day's work.

Therefore, most of them have a good impression of this new force in the oil city.

What's more, they are still waiting for Oil City to assign them new engineering tasks, which makes them naturally side with Oil City.

If someone wants to spy on Oil City, they don't want to tell them. Unless that person gives too much.

Faced with Qingyang Taoist Priest's question, Sister Lan didn't know how to answer for a while.

So he did Tai Chi and said, "You can go over and ask yourself tomorrow morning and you will know. We don't know much about the rest."

After all, he is a stranger, and if he talks too much, he is afraid of getting into trouble if it is not good for Oil City.

Qingyang was slightly startled when he heard this. He saw that this woman was not willing to reveal too much, and he couldn't force her to ask, so he nodded and said, "Okay, thank you."

After saying that, he looked around and found a cleaner piece of ground, then he put a wooden board next to it on it and sat on it.

When Sister Lan saw this, she was a little curious, but she couldn't say anything more about Oil City. If it had been during the day, she might have secretly sent people to notify people in Oil City.

But it was night after all, and it was impossible to go out. Walking through the night was tantamount to seeking death.

Crash--

The iron pot on the fire suddenly trembled, and the cooking contents inside gurgled upwards.

"It's cooked." A man next to the fire swallowed, then wrapped his hand with a piece of cloth and put the iron pot down from the fire.

When the man said it was ready, the others gathered around excitedly with various utensils.

Some people are holding aluminum lunch boxes, while others are holding a steel bowl.

Sister Lan walked to the front, then took out an iron spoon from her arms, wiped it on her clothes, and then took the iron spoon into the hot iron pot.

As she raised her hand, under the light of the fire, the iron ladle was filled with a spoonful of yellow and green paste. This paste was some dry food rationed by the Da Zhangshu Base.

It is mixed with some dried vegetables, concentrated rice noodles, and even some oil and water. This is one of the favorite dry foods given to them by the Da Zhangshu Base.

Although the taste is not great, it is very satisfying and filling.

For them, in this apocalyptic world where food is scarce, it no longer matters whether it tastes good or not. When they are hungry to a certain level, they will find it delicious as long as they can eat the most unpalatable food.

Sister Lan is very fair, everyone gets a spoonful, no more, no less, every spoon is just right.

A scoop is about the size of an adult man's fist.

After adding water and cooking, it becomes very thick.

But because the bread is soaked in water, only three pieces of bread can feed a dozen of them at a time.

This is a great saving in food.

As one spoon after another was poured into everyone's rice bowls, everyone started eating in small bites.

At the end, there was only less than a small spoonful left. Sister Lan did not complain, but poured some water directly into the iron pot, then put the iron spoon in it and stirred it, and finally removed the paste in the iron pot. , all poured into their own rice bowls.

No matter it was an iron spoon or an iron pot, there was no paste on it, and it was clean.

Food is so precious in the last days, and they are not willing to waste a drop of it.

Sister Lan looked at the Taoist priest sitting in the corner not far away, hesitated for a moment, looked at her rice bowl, and added some light paste in the water.

After struggling for a while, I was about to take action.

But I saw the Taoist priest take out some wild fruits from his arms, wipe them on his body, and bite them.

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Sister Lan curled her lips, then took a mouthful of the paste and put it into her mouth.

It seems that the Taoist priest has something to eat.

night.

silence.

The fire in the center of the house was crackling with firewood.

The roars of zombies outside the wall are sometimes very close and sometimes very far away. These are all after the zombies come over and then leave.

There are some zombies passing by here.

The windows of the house were nailed shut with wooden boards, leaving no gaps. This was one of the reasons why the Taoist priest did not find anyone inside the wall.

But precisely because the house was surrounded by nails, the zombies outside did not notice them.

The smoke from the burning firewood drifted toward the steps leading to the second floor.

Although the surroundings of the house were sealed, a space similar to a patio was left above for ventilation, so that they would not suffocate due to lack of oxygen in the sealed house.

Taoist priest Qingyang didn't feel full after finishing the wild fruit in his hand. He just padded his stomach a little to relieve the burning sensation of stomach acid.

He glanced at the people around the fire not far away, and it happened that Sister Lan was also looking at him.

The two people's eyes just met, Qingyang nodded politely, but Sister Lan felt a little guilty for no reason, so she also nodded.

Qingyang closed his eyes, raised his ears, and fell asleep.

The people beside the fire not far away were chatting quietly.

"You said what that Taoist priest just said is true?"

"I don't know, who knows, but have you seen the sword in his hand? It seems to be of good quality. Do we want it?"

"Don't make trouble. If he dares to run around alone in the apocalypse, he must have two brushes. Maybe it's a hard board."

"Lao Ma is right. No one who can survive to this day is a simple thing, let alone such a lone wolf."

"Hey, do you think this person really knows those people in Oil City? They really have helicopters."

"Do you think it's possible? It's not like you didn't see those Wannian people that Mr. Li killed before. Oh, maybe you didn't see it. Huamao, you were on the other side at the time. Sister Lan, Brother Niu and I were watching It is clear that Mr. Li is really strong.

Five people came together, and he knocked them down with a bang. Real cowhide.

How could Mr. Li still save people despite his ruthless tactics? Are you kidding me? "

"Listening to what you said, it's true. It makes sense. Then this Taoist priest is either lying to others, or the person he met is not from the Oil City."

Sister Lan, who was standing next to her, couldn't stand listening anymore. She turned her head and said to them, "I think what this little Taoist said is very likely to be true."

Niu Gao sneered and said: "Sister Lan, you are still a young Taoist priest, so you have fallen in love with me. Sister Lan just wants the old cow to eat tender grass."

"Hehehehe, Brother Niu, what you said is wrong, it's the old grass who wants to be eaten by the calf. Gagaaaaa"

Bang bang!

Niu Gao and the younger man suffered from two large sinuses, and looked at Sister Lan with the left side of his face red.

The blush is not because of shyness, but because of being slapped.

Sister Lan's face was expressionless, but her eyes were as sharp as knives. Under direct gaze, Niu Gao and Niu Gao did not dare to resist, so they obediently lowered their heads and closed their mouths.

There is no way, the leader of these people is Sister Lan, and more importantly, Sister Lan is a very loyal person. Many of them might have died if it weren't for Sister Lan.

A life-saving grace.

Coupled with the fact that Sister Lan is fair in dealing with things, she has extremely high prestige and strong combat effectiveness among their small team.

Although he is not very good-looking, he is deeply trusted by people like them.

After going down the two sinuses, I saw that Niu Gao and his two men were no longer being mean.

Sister Lan whispered: "I think it is possible, there is a reason.

Think about it, we were originally treated as slaves by the motorcycle gangs, how did we get out later? It's Mr. Li's group.

Where does the food we eat come from? Don’t you naively think that we work hard and they give us food? Is it really reciprocal?

They can definitely give us less food, even one-fifth of what we have now. We will do it all the same, why? Because he will starve to death. But they still gave so much.

Food is already scarce, and with so many people escaping from the motorcycle gang, the people in Oil City will definitely not be able to feed us.

I think this exchange of labor for food and tasks for food is not only to meet their own needs, but also because they cannot accept all of us.

Having said that, those people in Wannian are really damned. They are so heartless that people in Oil City may have a worse impression of us.

Having said so much, the summary is the same: Although those people in Oil City are ruthless, they are much better than the motorcycle gang.

So they were on the helicopter and rescued the little Taoist priest.

It's very possible. "

Sister Lan’s analysis.

After everyone pondered for a long time, they felt that it made sense.

However, the truth depends on the performance of the little Taoist priest the next day.

They took turns on duty as usual, but in addition to being wary of the zombies outside, they would also simultaneously supervise the little Taoist priest sitting by the door.

Qingyang had suffered a lot, so he didn't dare to fall asleep, so he just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Just now he pricked up his ears and eavesdropped on some content, which gave him a little understanding of the oil city.

However, after all, Sister Lan and the others spoke in a low voice and were a bit far away, so many of the contents were not heard clearly.

However, at least Qingyang understood one thing: there were helicopters in that oil city, and the person who rescued him a few days ago was probably there.

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Time is a bit tight, I can’t finish writing before 12 o’clock, woo woo.

The next chapter will be at two o'clock in the middle of the night. Don't wait any longer. Go to bed early and watch it tomorrow.