Chapter 43: Mirror Flower Water Moon

Chapter 43
In the dark canteen hall, a few bleak moonlights shine on the empty tables and chairs through the floor-to-ceiling windows. At the end of the moonlight, there was a blur of chaos. Only by adapting to the eyes of the night, can we see that there is a silent but terrifying suffocating chase.
Qi Yan has reached the end of the beating zone. The first two zombies attracted by him are less than five meters away from him, and ten meters away, the third zombie is facing in from the outside of the glass fence. climb.
Qi Yan quickly moved over the glass fence, and left the playing zone. He turned around and quickly glanced at Song Fei's direction. Apart from a zombie figure in the black hole, where the person can be seen, the TV screen is still black, showing no signs of activation.
When the two zombies saw Qi Yan go out again, they immediately supported the railing and turned out slightly stiffly.
The third zombie just crawled in, and after seeing it, he crawled out again.
Qi Yan thought no more. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Song Fei must have been hiding in the darkness, waiting for the opportunity to succeed with one blow. When Qi Yan, who was born of this trust, did not know it. When he realized it, it was already naturally determined.
The two zombies have turned out. Qi Yan took a deep breath and, according to the original plan, ran in the opposite direction to Song Fei!
In the distance, Qi Yan had just found the direction where no one could see him. Song Fei, who wore the cat on his waist, had crawled under a table about three meters away from the TV. Just a few steps away, he could jump on the table and press the main TV switch, and then walk up remotely.
But no.
The fourth zombie, who was originally heading in the direction of Qi Yan, stopped passing by the TV and wondered if she felt anything. Confusion usually looks around, and occasionally it smells on the nose.
Song Fei was very anxious, and there were always messy footsteps there. He hiding under the table could not see the situation at all, but knew that Qi Yan was already struggling to lure the enemy according to tactics!
do my best!
Song Fei climbed out of the table and stood up suddenly!
The zombies in the confused figure finally locked in on the target.
Facing each other, Song Fei shuddered with sweat. That is no longer a human eye!
The zombie rushed over, but there was a row of tables and chairs between it and Song Fei. With a bang, its waist slammed to the edge of the metal table!
Song Fei originally wanted to lead it away, and then ran back to turn on the TV with the advantage of speed, but this time he bumped into the other party, and also woke him up.
Quickly turn around and step on the chair behind you, then turn around and step over to the opposite table, the whole process will be in a flash! Suddenly, Song Fei had landed on the metal tabletop, and the bottom of his eyes was the top of the zombie's brain at the table. The chopsticks in Song Fei's hand were pierced mercilessly!
Which zombie is looking up, chopsticks poked hard into its mouth, and pierced out from the lower jaw!
Song Fei was too late to find the chopsticks, and the hand holding the chopsticks directly hit the zombie teeth!
He was shocked and almost instinctively withdrew his hand, even without chopsticks. And just when he retracted his hand, he heard a click, and the two rows of teeth that the zombies suddenly bite violently collided with a piece of metal chopsticks that remained outside. But whenever he shrinks for a moment, it will not be the chopsticks but his hand that is bitten!
The zombie felt the bite blocked, raised his hand in confusion, and finally found the chopsticks, but tried several times, but still couldn't hold it, let alone pull it out.
This is the same reason that they can't catch the rope. At least most of the zombies can't complete the fine movements that require peripheral nerve control.
Behind the zombie is the structural column with the TV, and the TV is above the zombie's head, with the height facing Song Fei's chest standing on the table. Seeing that the zombies were still entangled with chopsticks, Song Fei's heart rushed straight over!
As one hand snapped against the cold column, Song Fei firmly supported, and the other hand touched down the side edge of the TV at a rapid speed. Soon he felt a different feel in the lower right corner. Song Fei pressed hard !
The red light spot should be on the lower right corner of the TV!
Song Fei was so happy that he was about to retreat. He suddenly felt wrong and bowed his head. The zombie had already nibbled on his thigh!
At this height, the zombie is facing there!
Song Fei felt a pain. Fortunately, it was not bitten, but chopped by chopsticks. It was this piece of chopsticks that became a barrier between the zombie teeth and his skin.
But the zombies refused to give up, and even wrapped his arms around his thighs!
The horrible sense of numbness rushed from the sole of the foot to the hair, and Song Fei felt that his scalp was about to explode.
The zombies hugged each other and tried to bite again and again!
A kick.
A dead hug.
If you look at the silhouette from a distance, you are free, you are the wind, I am the sand, and you are bound to the horizon!
The loud Chinese fan is still resounding in the sky, Wang Qingyuan, Li Jingyu and Lin Dilei in the back kitchen guard the windows in the front, middle and back areas to prevent the zombie madness from climbing on the second floor. Layer windows come, it's bad. The remaining three people were all at the door, looking at the appearance through the door slit-
Luo Geng: "Qi Yan made us maneuver, this machine is too difficult to grasp."
Qiao Siqi: "I think now is the opportunity, the zombie seems to have fallen in love with Song Fei."
Monday law: "So, I go out, you two continue to stare at the stairs on both sides, beware of zombies running upstairs."
Some people proposed to directly lock the three doors of the hall when they originally discussed the plan, but they were quickly rejected because no one knows how much zombies remain on the second and third floors. If there are too many, closing the canteen door will make them a turtle in the urn. In addition, with the door open, if the zombies are really afraid of the cold, then they will come back after the singing stops. In a sense, they help clean up and reduce the external zombies. If the future situation changes, they need to leave the cafeteria, or even just Going out briefly will make it more convenient and safe. Later, some people proposed to clean up the zombies directly, but everyone thought left and right. Considering the large number of living people, it is easy for the zombies to howl, and the battle is also easy to stimulate them to mad howl. Going down, instead of gaining more than gain, so finally settled on Qi Yan to lure the enemy, Song Fei turned on, and the rest of the partners' plans.
But now Song Fei has started the battle mode, and the friends can't stand idly by. On Monday, Lu held his sushi gun tightly, and his figure flickered out silently!
At the same time, the TV screen suddenly turned on!
In order to protect everything, Song Fei did not dare to take the remote control directly in his hand. What I thought was that I pressed the main switch first, and then I was entangled by the zombies after pressing the main switch. Now it is difficult to take out the remote control in the entanglement!
On Monday the footsteps of Lu Qiang's footsteps, Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi in the door gap also widened their eyes, everyone's heart mentioned the throat ...
The picture is finally stable and clear. The rapidly flickering messy snowflakes, like countless gray-white bacteria, crowded the petri dish of the TV screen.
Song Fei used all his energy to kick the cruelest kick from the beginning to now, and finally kicked the zombie away! Just as the zombie's back slammed into the pillar, he pressed the remote control madly and tuned a dozen stations in a row.
Still the same.
The dense flashing snowflakes are like this campus after the virus outbreak, confused, crazy, and desperate.
Song Fei finally stopped his thumb and lost his mind for a moment.
It's not that I never thought about this possibility. But he tells himself over and over again, TV and mobile phone should not use the same signal, right, TV uses set-top box, the mobile phone has no signal, TV may not necessarily. In the end, he almost no longer has any doubts. This kind of perseverance is not so optimistic as self-hypnosis. It seems that if you believe that the straw in your hand can save your life, it will really save you.
In a desperate situation, people always need a hint of hope.
It's just that it bursts a little bit, and it's almost unexpected.
"Be careful--"
Suddenly a yell of Monday's law came from afar!
Song Fei only felt that the shadow below was coming, just conditioned to kick, but the zombie suddenly hugged his legs and pulled hard!
He lost his balance directly and sat down on the table all at once, his buttocks about to fall into eight petals!
Severe tingling came from the tail vertebrae, Song Fei was unable to relieve for a while, and the zombie had rushed to nibble on his stomach!
Fortunately, Song Fei was wearing cotton clothes, and the zombie only gnawed a cotton cloth in his mouth!
But this is enough to make Song Fei frightened with a cold sweat-then the zombie somehow got the chopsticks out!
Monday's roar also caused Qi Yan, who was still circling around the zombies at the other end of the hall, to look over with reflex, and saw Song Fei sitting on the table and fighting with the zombies!
There are already zombie heads in the staircase, I don't know if I heard a shout or a fight.
Since the TV is snowflakes, Qi Yan no longer loves to fight, jumped directly onto the table, and ran all the way from the desktop to Song Fei.
When he arrived, Zhou Lu had poked the knife into the head of the zombie. Of course, before it was killed, it had been beaten to death by Song Fei.
The three of the meeting didn't need to communicate. They smeared the oil on the soles of their feet in a tacit understanding.
Qiao Siqi and Luo Geng, who had been waiting at the door, opened the door without losing time, and after receiving the comrades, they quickly closed the lock.
After Song Fei and Qi Yan ran into the door, they sat down on the ground. The former is tired of fighting with zombies, and the latter is walking with zombies.
The three men guarding the window saw them return and immediately came over to ask the situation.
Li Jingyu: "What does the news say?"
Lin Dilei: "How?"
Wang Qingyuan: "Is there a signal?"
Three issues and three attitudes, from optimism to neutrality, from neutrality to reality.
It ’s not that I did n’t think about the possibility of being bad, but no one wants to say it until it has been confirmed. So only after the dust has settled will the question be so straightforward.
Song Fei was reluctant, but still could only shake his head slowly, trying to give his friends a less bitter smile: "No signal."
"Ah?" Li Jingyu was surprised, and then disappointed with words.
Lin Dilei and Wang Qingyuan were calm, although they were also lost, but it was not too hard.
Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi already knew the result in the crack of the door, but shrugged helplessly.
"Yeah, upstairs!" Lin Dilei suddenly whispered.
This was how everyone reacted. Class 2 was still howling, and his voice was almost dumb as a heavy metal rock.
Lin Dilei ran to the other end farthest from the windows of Class 2 and after confirming that there were no zombies in front of the window, she quickly opened the window and yelled, "The action is completed-
Lin Dilei's voice has a special texture, which may be related to the pronunciation of the host. Without screaming, it is very penetrating, and it punctures the overwhelming Chinese fan.
The chorus finally stopped, and the night returned to tranquility, leaving only the zombies gathered at the bottom of the window, making some noise from time to time.
"Fuck, my throat is about to smoke," Zhao Heyang sighed for a long time, exhausted, "This intensity has caught up with singing a night KTV."
The buddies felt sore in their throats that they didn't want to say one more word, so they nodded violently and expressed their sympathy with life!
Huang Mo is relatively less tragic, at least he can ask the distance aloud: "How—"
Soon, there was a small mine's answer diagonally: "No signal, all snowflakes—"
Huang Mo lowered his eyes, as expected.
Zhao He is not as calm as Huang, if he is not blocked by his friends, he can jump directly: "Don't pull me, I will kill them !!!"