Vol 2 Chapter 246: The impulse of Huang Quan 1/5 more

Gazing at the Yiyanglin, which is tens of meters away from the river beach in the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the sky. At this time, it was at dusk, the most beautiful time of the sunset, the sky of the blue sky was like a sapphire, the sunset was high, and the red sun seemed to I consumed too much heat during the day, not as dazzling as the afternoon, but deep red. Under the wind of the river, I watched the sunset with a hint of poetic and artistic conception. I walked on the flat and wide land and looked at it. Looks like endless vegetation, like walking in the grassland, really should be the desert and the smoke, the long river falls, two ancient poems.
I can't walk for a long time. There is a trail in front of me. I saw a lot of people in my heart. They are completely immersed in the beautiful scenery of the plains of the plains. When they see the road, they jump back from the wild and return to reality. The conversion made most people lose their hearts. Then they thought that they were not in the autumn, but in the end of danger, carrying out the unknown tasks of life and death.
On the path, the two sides are full of reeds. Last year, the reeds have not been harvested. This year's reeds have grown up again. A large piece of old reeds fell on the side of the channel, like a pile of graves, dead graves. Among them, the new reeds are lush and seem to prove the meaning of life.
The two sides of the road are the most short trees, the trees are not high, just stand alone under the tree and jump, you can climb to the highest branches, not tall trees, a huge nest, look carefully, are intentional Yang The dead branches are built. The bird's nest is the same as the abandoned family after the end of the world. The birds go to the nest and don't know what birds are left. Naturally, they don't know whether these birds are mutated or eliminated by the last days.
Looking up, I couldn't find the village building in the first place. Zhang Xiaoqiang was curious. Before the end of the world, apart from the ridiculous next door and the uninhabited wasteland, there was no open space left by the big city, and he was far away. At the end of the road, a small grove saw a lot of wall tiles on the corner.
With the construction, there is no need to set up a tent on the wasteland. The wall surrounded by red bricks is safer than the tarpaulin. Zhang Xiaoqiang took people to the village, but saw Huang Quan with five people turning out the buildings hidden in the woods, to Zhang Xiaoqiang. The led team came along, Zhang Xiaoqiang swept a circle and found that Chen Ye and five other teammates were absent, and wanted to come and explore elsewhere.
One large, one small and two people joined in the middle of the road. Huang Quan quickly walked to Zhang Xiaoqiang and stood upright, then reported:
"The village on the other side of the house has been abandoned for a long time. There is no furniture in the house. No one has seen the zombies. Before the end of the world, the residents here have already moved."
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded yet, and the local militia behind him explained it.
"I remembered, here is the state of Luo, the water was born in 1998, all of them were flooded..."
"Yes, yeah... It seems that I have been in the newspaper, and all the people here have moved."
"I used to take a boat. This island used to be a farmer from the river."
Zhang Xiaoqiang heard this and nodded to Huang Quan. There is no zombie here. No one is here to become a zombie. The only place where there are zombies is the cemetery of the ship that I saw before. The reason for the purpose of the ship is clear. The end of the world, the crew Not being a zombie, being eaten by a zombie, the ship is out of control, the out-of-control ship carrying cargo and zombie crew drifting along the river, except for the collision with the coast, almost all the ships that can float down hit this natural backwater beach. .
Seeing the sky is almost six o'clock, although it is only the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is not too late for the night, probably more than an hour, the sky will be completely dim, Zhang Xiaoqiang told his men to camp in the abandoned small village.
A pile of bonfires ignited in the woods. The fuel is dry branches. Here, dry branches and dry reeds can be seen everywhere. A mouthful of pots smashed white smoke on the campfire, watching the white-eyed, tiring day of the militia The look before the bonfire also had a bit of spirit. Listening to the sound of the water in the big pot, the taste of the porridge rushed into the nose of the people, letting them smell the scent of rice porridge and feel the ease of this moment.
A burst of river wind blew on the bonfire and set off the flames. The ignition star separated from the flame and slid into the crowd. In the mid-autumn season, the weather during the day was very hot. At night, there was a river breeze. Everyone felt warm in front of the fire and didn't feel hot.
In this temporary camp, everyone who was sitting on the boat during the day was consciously divided into three groups, one militia, one official, one Zhang Xiaoqiang and several of his women.
Huang Quan and Chen Ye are together with the search team. The chef is Chen Ye. Chen Ye is not like the men. It doesn’t matter if she throws the rice into the pot. She stirs the long spoon in the pot to avoid the wheat stick. At the bottom of the pot, Huang Quan looked at the raging bonfire, and by his side, the soldiers sitting around maintained their weapons and equipment.
The number of fires they are sitting around is not many. The search team is Zhang Xiaoqiang's sharp knife and Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes and nose. They have to be outside to guard and guard the ships. Even people have to send them to them.
"Well,···· Eat it···" Chen Ye’s cold words made everyone put their attention in the big pot, and they took out their metal lunch boxes. After Chen Ye carefully gave Huang Quan the porridge, he would Hand the spoon to someone else.
Huang Quan took over the golden wheat porridge ~EbookFREE.me~, with the pickles on the lid, snoring and drinking, waiting until the sound of porridge screaming around, he did not hear Chen Ye The movement, looked up and looked at Chen Ye holding his knees, staring at the flames in a daze, a hair hanging from the forehead of Chen Ye to cover her eyes, the masked black towel covered her cheek, Huang Quan also couldn't see what Yang Ye was.
"What's wrong? Why don't you eat? It tastes good, try it?"
Huang Quan has long regarded Chen Ye as his closest relative, Chen Ye does not eat, he can not eat.
Chen Ye shook his head and put his forehead on his knee to bury his face. Huang Quan didn't know what happened to Chen Ye. He was anxious. He thought about what was wrong with Chen Ye during the day. Suddenly, he thought that as long as he was eating, Chen Ye is not obsessed with the soul.
"Worried about the double pair and the two pairs of gimmicks? Nothing, they are hungry. The food in the big kitchen tastes good. Some people will open the small stove for them. You don’t know the little double hoe. Before I got it, She also feeds her own sister, knowing that many big men are starving to death, she is a clever ghost, how can she not be hungry for her."
When I heard Huang Quan say this, Chen Ye looked up at Huang Quan’s eyes and looked at it. It seemed to judge the authenticity. Huang Quan naturally had no fear. Looking at the black crystal-like scorpion of Chen Ye’s bright eyes, Chen Ye’s head was thought of. For a moment, grab a lunch box from Huang Quan:
"Mys..." Chen Ye said, picking up the corner of the black face towel and drinking porridge.
Huang Quan didn't care if his lunch box was taken away by Chen Ye. On the contrary, he was very pleased. Chen Ye was eating with him in front of outsiders, which proved that the distance between the two had already taken a big step. However, Huang Quan saw Chen Ye’s Mongolian The black cloth always felt unsightly. For a time, he made a decision that he could not even imagine. He reached out and pulled the black cloth on Chen’s face and threw it on the fire.