Chapter 941 buried alive

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Ding Ning does not have the feelings of sorrow and sorrow, and there is not much sympathy for the country that has invested in the sacred embrace.
To say awkward words, they are simply self-sufficient, if they do not strongly hate the Shenzhou people, betray the Chinese to join the Scorpio, and will not fall to the point where no one is now no one to ask.
Here, it has basically been abandoned by the Scorpio government, and even the border guards can't see one. There are only one zombie zombies walking through the exotic buildings.
Ding Ning walked, he could not fight with hundreds of thousands of zombies, and now he just wants to find a place with less zombies to release White, to see if he can lead the gossip.
Gossip can sense the breath of White, and it is reasonable to say that he should be looking for him, but in fact it has never been exposed, but only directed the zombies to attack the border, which makes him feel very strange.
Will it be that the gossip is entangled in something and can't be separated?
Ding Ning found a hillside overlooking Sikkim, released the stunned White, and waited for a cigarette to wait quietly.
"Roar!"
Not long after, there was a wild animal-like roar, and then Ding Ning saw that the zombies who wandered in Sikkimbang boiled like the soldiers who heard the horn of the charge. The position is running.
Don't look at these zombies who usually squat and seem to be slow, but when they run, they are a little faster than the average person.
Ding Ning frowned. Obviously these zombies were the command to get the snoring. What shocked him was that he couldn't tell which direction the snoring came from.
He was not in the mood to be surrounded by these zombies, and he quickly put White into the water space, then erected his ears, maximizing the knowledge of the gods, and wanted to see where the gossip was hiding.
Unexpectedly, the snoring did not appear, and the zombies did not retreat as he thought, but continually ran to him.
"The trough, what is the situation!"
Ding Ning is dumbfounded, can only escape from the wild, joking, this is hundreds of thousands of zombies, standing still, let him kill can also be tired, he can not stand straight, not to mention this zombie is carrying a virus, the ghost knows whether or not I will be accidentally infected, and he will not have the leisure time to accompany them.
However, Ding Ning did not think that these zombies were too shameless, and surrounded him with the hillsides where he was wise. He wanted to escape unless he had wings.
Well, he did grow his wings. Anyway, there are no living people here, and he is not afraid to be seen. Just, when he is preparing to fly high, he is one of them, Nima, God knows, in the zombies. There are still living people in the piles of Sikkim, and they should leave the zombies to collect the supplies.
There is a living person, Ding Ning has a happy heart, although the living person seems to be a foreigner, but at this moment the living people here are not ethnic, it is a personal, he also wants to inquire about the news of the gossip hiding.
He has a hunch that the gossip is likely to hide in a place not far from here, otherwise the entire Sikkim will not become a zombie.
Stealth!
I went, Ding Ning was a bit forced, stealth did not work, those zombies and can see him, but also surrounded him with a lot of strength.
Nima, is it that the zombies use the smell to distinguish the living people?
Ding Ning carefully observed it and found that the zombies actually wrinkled their noses and sniffed them, and they came to his position with precision.
The smell is amazing! Ding Ning silently recorded it, and then launched the power of thick soil to create a small landslide behind the zombies.
A group of zombies suddenly stopped, and looked back and brushed, then turned their heads and continued to pounce on him.
It should be that there is no smell of fresh flesh and blood, so continue to find yourself.
Listening is amazing! Ding Ning recorded it silently.
Then a trench was made in front of a group of zombies, and then the zombies fell into the same way as the scorpion.
No vision! Ding Ning silently recorded, and at this moment, the zombies have surrounded him.
"Hey! Since you want to find death, I will fulfill you!"
As Ding Ning’s words just fell, there was a violent vibration on the ground, and then several huge potholes were cracked. Each pit had a depth of more than ten meters.
"噗通!"
"噗通!"
"噗通!"
The zombies fell into the pit with the dumplings, and they were filled with potholes in the blink of an eye.
A zombie wielding a disgusting palm, stepping on the body of his companion and climbing up!
Have instinctive wisdom, know the pyramids!
Ding Ning recorded it silently, and then immediately moved his mind. The earth elements in the deep pit condensed out a giant, waving his fist and attacking the zombies.
The zombies stood there stupidly, and they didn’t know how to resist. They were smashed by the stone giants.
I don't know the rebellion against attacks other than flesh-and-blood creatures, and my wisdom is extremely low.
Ding Ning recorded it silently. He knew almost everything about the zombies. He was too lazy to entangle himself. He said to himself with pride and eloquence: "An ancient famous man will kill 400,000 enemy troops in Baikeng, and today there is a famous doctor Ding Ningkeng killing zombies. Twenty...hey, the number is not here, at least two or three thousand is there! The dust is returned to the earth, you rest in peace!"
Ding Ning really didn't have the patience to count, lazily waved his hand, and the ground was a violent shock, burying all the zombies that fell into the pit.
Then Ding Ning walked forward in a strolling walk, and in front of him, there was a huge deep pit, and a pile of zombies were swallowed by deep pits.
When he walked into Sikkim, he couldn’t see any zombies in his body, but he knew that the zombies buried by him were only a small part, and many zombies were trapped in the buildings and could not come out. Many zombies did not arrive in the distance.
"The Palace Temple!"
Ding Ning looked at the plaque hanging on the temple and suddenly remembered that it was the old palace of Sikkim, built in the Ningmaba monastery in the 14th and 5th centuries.
The palace temple is not small. After all, it is the former royal palace. The golden tile white wall has a red edge. The solemnity of the temple is with a trace of honor. It is only the headless body of the zombies along the way and the black and red blood of the cognac. It seems quite horrible. .
Ding Ning walked along the living atmosphere that he had explored before, and came to a tall palace with a faint color on his face, and then he opened the door and walked in.
"Don't move, move me to blow your head!"
A shotgun was placed in his temple, a blond white man said in English, and closed the door.
Ding Ning pretended to be very scared and raised his hand. He shouted in English and shouted: "Don't kill me, I am a passing."
The corner of the eye was swiftly swept away. I watched a total of fifteen people in the palace divided into three piles and gathered together. They looked at him in a hurry, but they couldn’t help but wonder what was wrong with this palace. Will you isolate your own knowledge?
These fifteen people have men and women, old and young, foreign devils, Tibetans, and a few mixed-race children who do not see their nationality.
But it is obvious that here are five people who are superior to the foreign devils, with two guns, one shotgun and one pistol.
The other pile is six people, an old couple, two middle-aged lamas and a small lama who is always sleeping. The old couple are dressed up by Tibetans and have hidden knives in their waists. The two middle-aged lamas intentionally or unintentionally The little lama was behind him, and the turtle was watching the other people with vigilance in the corner of the hall.
The remaining four are three women and one man. The man is twenty-five and five years old. He is wearing the military uniform of the Scorpio country. He is armed with three guns in his hand. The girl does not seem to be old, and she is in her early twenties. The look is just that the face is covered with veil and can't see the look.
"Crossing the road? How many zombies are outside? How did you come over?"
The shotgun in the hands of the white man was slightly loose and asked suspiciously.
"I have been hiding in a family home. I just saw the zombies all going out, and I took the opportunity to slip out and find some food!"
Ding Ning's face was terrified, and he shuddered and said that he wanted to praise his acting skills.
Not to mention a few shotguns and pistols, even if there are heavy weapons here, why not he, but he did not intend to expose himself when he did not figure out what was there to isolate his own knowledge.
"Since all are in trouble, go to the side by yourself, but I hope you are honest, don't play tricks."
The white man carefully examined Ding Ning's body and found that he had no wounds that were scratched by the zombies. Then he let out a sigh of relief and put away the shotgun.
"Hey, thank you, I haven't seen a living person for several days, thank God, thank God!"
Ding Ning pretended to be a look of fear and excitement, and thanked again and again.
"I see that your body is quite strong, join us!"
The Scorpio soldier, who had always acted as a flower ambassador, extended an olive branch to Ding Ning, and the veiled girl also glared at the watery eyes and looked at him with pity.
"Just! I don't care!"
Ding Ning did not care shrug. Perhaps it was the gun that was the king's psychological work. The five white people did not react to it. The worried and hustled together whispered something, nothing more than where to find food and insisted on waiting for rescue. Class thing.
"Hey, I am Garawa, are you a Shenzhou? Or a Fusang, a Korean?"
The Scorpio soldiers saw Ding Ning's willingness to join, and introduced himself enthusiastically.
"Shenzhen people!"
Ding Ning smiled at him with a smile, because he knew that Sikkim is extremely repelling the Shenzhou people here, and he did not know if Galava knew that he was a Shenzhou person and would not be as enthusiastic as he is now.
"Shenzhou is good, I like China very much."
I didn't expect Galavat to hear that he was a Chinese, and he became more enthusiastic. His face was full of sincere smiles, which greatly exceeded Ding Ning's expectations.
On the contrary, the old couple dressed up for Tibetans flashed a hatred of color in their eyes.
The Tibetans who settled in Sikkim were mostly nomadic peoples in Tibet. They lived on grazing yaks and went to the Sikkim in the southern Himalayas in the nomads with climate change, but they reached Tibet because of Shenzhou and Tianzhu. The agreement that belonged to China, Sikkim was merged into the Scorpio, and they could no longer return to their hometowns, so the Tibetans here are extremely hostile to the people of China.
With the chattering Galava, Ding Ning quickly figured out the current situation.
It turns out that Garawa is an active military soldier in Scorpio, but during this time just on vacation, she came to Sikkim to visit her sister Sima, who is here.
Unexpectedly, the zombie virus suddenly broke out. Sikkim became a zombie kingdom overnight. Galava took his sister Sima and her two classmates, Ryuka and Surbi, and escaped to the palace temple in the corpse tide. It has been five days in this palace.
After Garawa’s remarks, Ding Ning knew that this palace is the former residence of the most outstanding master of Tibetan Buddhism, Jiji Luozhuo. It seems to have some magical power. The zombies seem to be somewhat fearful here. I dare not come in, this makes them live so far.