Chapter 390:

On Ching Ming Festival, people in the entire city of B held incense candles to worship their dead family members. As long as they thought that the former family members died of a virus or became zombies, they could not help crying.
Especially when they think of a bright future, their hearts are even more sad and sad, and they are very confused about the future. Just like the smoke in front of them, they cannot see what the continent is ahead of them, and they are particularly worried and afraid.
Mu Yifan got up early in the morning, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and eat breakfast. Then, he left the Mu's building with the Qingming festival offering.
Since the city is now covered with flowers and trees, it has become a large forest, so it took several minutes to find the cemetery in N city, GZ province.
There were many tall weeds around the graveyard. It took Mu Yifan some time to find the body mother's graveyard.
The woman in the photo on the tombstone is very young, and her facial features are beautiful, but her eyebrows are stern and serious that do not correspond to her age. The black hair behind her is meticulously concealed behind her head.
"This is Mu Yifan's fuck?" Mu Yifan murmured.
He squatted down and removed all the surrounding weeds, exposing the entire graveyard.
Then put a bunch of lilies folded with white paper in front of the tomb: "Mu Yifan fuck, although I am not the real Mu Yifan, but I will treat you like a mother, I know that you were alive If you like lilies, you will find someone to make a bunch of lilies for you with white paper. I hope you don't hate it. It is not easy to find flowers in the last days.
Mu Yifan picked up another bunch of flowers and placed it in front of the grave: "This is a gift from Grandpa. Grandpa is old now, and it is inconvenient to see you. Also, this is the book my dad gave you, he I said that you loved these books during your lifetime, so I brought them here so that you can pass the time below. "
He put the book in front of the grave, and then he talked about some things, such as he is now with Zhan Beitian, hoping that this mother can be considerate.
Mu Yifan did not dare to stay too long. He was worried that the real Mu Yifan would come to see his mother today.
When he wanted to burn the books and flowers, a familiar feeling came from behind, startled, and even the flowers and the books could not care about the burn, and quickly left the graveyard.
He had just disappeared in front of the graveyard, and immediately followed, a figure appeared where he had stood before.
Zhan Nantian saw the cleared cemetery and the paper flowers and a few books placed in front of the cemetery, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly realized who had seen his mother.
"It's kind of intentional."
He waved and burned the flowers and books and paper money that had not yet been burned. Then, he squatted down and placed the fresh lily on the ground. This is why he came late, just to find Real flowers for his mother.
"Mom, I came to see you."
After Mu Yifan left the graveyard using the light ability, he came to the N city and realized that Zhan Nantian hadn't chased him. He sighed a little and whispered, "Although this Zhan Nantian is bad, he is still very filial. , At least did not forget to see his mother on Qingming Festival. "
After speaking, he looked around and found that he was in the city of N. There were a few teams of survivors on the streets of the city looking for supplies. No one paid attention to Mu Yifan.
Suddenly, a woman's scream came from the street in front: "There are zombies, there are zombies."
The survivor, who was looking for supplies in the house, rushed out and ran towards the direction of the cry.
Mu Yifan took a curious glance over the street and saw a zombie with long hair chased by seven survivors.
The survivors desperately used the power to attack the male zombies, and the male zombies screamed a few times: I am not a zombie, I am a human.
Mu Yifan frowned.
How did he feel the sound very familiar.
Various abilities hit the male zombies without any effect, just like scratching the male zombies, and did not hurt the male zombies, but the clothes on their bodies were not so lucky.
A strange fire burned out the clothes of the male zombies.
The male zombie could not care much about it, and speeded up and ran forward, and then a familiar face attracted his attention.
His eyes brightened and he made a scream: "Sir, it's me, it's me. Do you remember me?"
When Mu Yifan heard the word
Mr.
, he quickly thought of who the other party was, and saw that the other party ran towards him, worried that others would find out that he was also a zombie. With a flick, he left using the light power.
When the male zombie saw Mu Yifan leave, his eyes flashed, but he still ran in the direction that Mu Yifan left.
The survivors behind saw the male zombies chasing another human and stopped. "Let's stop chasing."
"Don't need to help that power?"
"We can't even care about ourselves, and we can't care about anyone else, and the psionicist is so fast that the zombies can't catch up with him, we are leaving here now."
Chapter 289
Mu Yifan left City N and returned directly to City B, and came to Zhan Beitian's camp.
However, Mao Yu was told that Zhan Beitian went to Qingming with his family and would not be back until night or tomorrow.
Mu Yifan had to go and see his wife was killed by zombie, and his son became Zheng Guozong.
Outside the door of the dormitory building, many survivors were burning incense paper for the dead family, which caused the entire building to be smokey, and the smoke soared into tears.
Mu Yifan came to Zheng Guozong's dormitory and saw that he was sad looking at the brazier. He drank every drink in the glass.
"quack."
Zheng Guozong looked back and smiled forcefully: "Mu Mu, why are you here?"
Mu Yifan looked at the brazier and went to sit beside him: "Thinking about Auntie?"
"Yeah." Zheng Guozong said for a while: "Unconsciously, my wife has been away for almost a year."
Mu Yifan put his hand on his shoulder: "Don't think too much."
What did Zheng Guozong think, he turned his head and asked, "Did you go to Funeral Longshan last time? Did you see Jiaming?"
"No, why do you think Jiaming is buried in Longshan?"
"Ask casually." Zheng Guozong sighed: "Mu Mu, I want to be alone now, so I won't greet you."
Seeing that he had no mood to speak, Mu Yifan didn't bother him. After comforting himself, he got up and left the room.
In the corridor, he carefully avoided the brazier and the pot full of incense candles and went down the stairs. When he was around the corner, he suddenly bumped into a person head-on, followed by the sound of 'pong' The sound of glass falling.
Mu Yifan immediately said sorry.