Chapter 942 Reincarnation

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As for the five white people who came to travel, I didn’t expect it to be unlucky to encounter a zombie virus outbreak. I fled here by mistake and found that it was safe to stay in an evacuation waiting for rescue. The three lamas themselves are the palace temple. People are taken for granted here; the Tibetan couple came here to scent, just happened to encounter the zombie virus outbreak, and naturally stayed. They were believers and only trusted the lamas, so they stayed with them.
Ding Ning quickly cleared his mind. This hall seems to have some magical power, so that the zombies are afraid of this place. They are inadvertently gathered here, and this place of life is inadvertently gathered here. So I can live to the present.
But this is only a temporary delay. They are seriously lacking in drinking water and food. They can only rely on the zombies to leave when they take turns to search for food in other palaces and take water from the wells in the temple.
"Ding Ning, when you came, did you see where the zombies went? Is it safe now?"
Garava swallowed his mouth and asked Ding Ning.
"The neighborhood should be safe. I also saw that the zombies suddenly left, and then slipped out to find food."
Ding Ning casually whispered, but he was wondering what strange things were there. Even the zombies didn't dare to come in. They said that the guru, the guru, was blessed by him. He would not believe it.
"Zhugu has been in a coma for a few days, and he has not eaten. What can he do if he goes on?"
"No way, I can only wait for him to wake up."
At this time, the whispered conversations of the two lamas worried about falling into the ears of Ding Ning, which attracted his attention.
Zhu Gu?
In Tibetan, Zhu Guyi is an "incarnation" and "reincarnation incarnation". It refers to the practice of sorghum after the death of a sorghum, or the transformation of the avatar into a person, through the Buddhist community and the government to find a way to identify their reincarnation. It has been cultivated since childhood, in order to inherit and preside over the teachings. The social essence of this system is to use the belief that Gaochun is free to reincarnate, in order to solve the problem of inheritance rights of the church and the temple host.
A little lama is called Zhugu? This makes Ding Ning very interested. Is this little lama a reincarnation of a living Buddha? So the zombies dare not enter this hall? Even his knowledge can be isolated.
It is no wonder that he thought so. After entering the hall, Ding Ning has checked the inside and outside of this place. He has not found any strange places. If it is really weird, there is only this little lama who has always been unconscious.
Therefore, the more he thought about it, the more likely he was, the quietly released the gods, and quietly observed the little lama named Zhu Gu.
But then his face changed slightly and he affirmed his own guess. The little lama was filled with a strange power that could not be detected by the naked eye. He even separated his knowledge and made him invisible.
I am going, is there really a reincarnated soul boy in this world?
Ding Ning’s heart secretly exclaimed, but he even saw the goddess, and a reincarnated soul boy did not make him feel shocked.
Now that they have figured out why the gods are isolated here, these people obviously have never seen gossip, and Ding Ning is too lazy to stay here again.
Immediately stood up and was about to speak, a brown-haired white man suddenly pointed a gun at him and said in English: "You, newcomers, you should go looking for food, our food is almost finished."
"I?"
Ding Ning pointed to his nose, and then remembered what Galava had just said, they are taking turns to find food for the sake of fairness.
Galava, the flower ambassador, had a good luck. He found a small supermarket when he went to the border of China for two days before the zombies, and got rations for several days before he avoided three girls looking for food. doom.
"Yes, it is you, this is the rule we have jointly formulated. No one here can eat white food."
The white man stared at him coldly, and the gun in his hand was always facing Ding Ning's head.
"Let's put down the gun, he just came here, and said that the food I found two days ago is enough for us to eat for a week, even if it is to find food, it is your turn."
Galava suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed at the white-haired white man.
"What do you want to do? Want to break the rules?"
Seeing the Galava rifle, the other four whites stood up. Two shotguns pointed at the head of Garawa, the impetuous road, the scared three girls screamed with their eyes open.
The two middle-aged horns looked at the cold eyes without any expression. It seems that in their eyes, no one except Zhugu’s little lama deserves their attention.
The Tibetan old couple subconsciously touched the knife in the waist and stood up nervously. Although Ding Ning was a Chinese person they hated, they did not have a good impression of foreign devils.
Besides, they are also very clear that so many people present are foreigners and people, and the so-called rules are only short of trapped time, so they can maintain a superficial balance for the time being.
Once trapped for a long time, the ugliness of human nature will be exposed, and various contradictions will be stimulated. Now the unfortunate people are from Shenzhou, but they may be in turn in the future.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became arrogant and suppressed to the extreme. Galava swallowed his mouth and sighed with anger: "What do you want to do? Here is Scorpio, not your site can do whatever you want."
"Scorpio, Fak, what do you say about Scorpio now?"
The white man who used the shotgun to point to Ding Ning’s head suddenly put the shotgun on the head of Garawa’s head. The emotions were out of control and roared:
This is a place where you have been in a ghostly place for five days. You have not seen your Tianzhu military. Rescue, I tell you, this place was abandoned by your Scorpio military, and there is no expectation that someone will come to save us. Now you have a special face and tell me Scorpio, I shot you."
"嘭" a punch!
A fat white man knocked Garawa down to the ground, grabbed the gun in his hand, stepped on his head, and pulled the trigger of the gun at his temple: "Fuck, stupid pig, I It is now broken."
"Ah! Don't, beg you not to kill my brother!"
Galava’s sister, Sima, screamed on the ground and pleaded with Rutka and Surbi, and shivered and screamed.
The fat white man licked his mouth and revealed a white tooth. He reached out and ripped open the veil on Xima's face. He looked at her beautiful face with pears and rain. The eyes flashed a sinister color: "Hey, guys, this girl is really true." Not bad, this is what we have to play."
"Are you still a beauty? Come and see how these two girls grow up. Let's have fun today."
The white man with gray pupils greedily licked his lips and walked to Luka and Surbi. They reached out and tore off the veil on their faces. They suddenly lit up and smiled and said: "Hey, guys are blessed, They are all small girls."
"Come on, I will serve you well, and I will be comfortable with you. I will let your brother."
The fat white man reached out and grabbed Xima's hair and tore his clothes.
"Let her go, don't move her, what's coming for me."
Galava struggled desperately, his mouth still licking blood, and his voice screamed exhaustedly.
"Take the old man shut up, and then dare to scream, Lao Tzu kills you."
The fat white man's foot stepped on the face of Galava, crushing his face back and forth with the sole.
Galava’s face is full of humiliating anger and anger, and roaring wildly:
If you dare to move them, I will kill you.

"Kill us, come, get up, kill us, you Scorpio monkey!"
Several white faces were exposed to fierce light and rushed forward to fight against Galavata. The old Tibetans’ faces were exposed to indignation, and they were about to go forward to persuade them, but they were warned by a fat white man with a gun: Without your business, if you dare to gossip, I will shoot you down."
The old Tibetan couple’s fists were tight, but they dared to speak under the guns and could only turn their heads.
Ding Ning slightly narrowed his eyes and greatly increased the goodwill of Galava. How could he watch him being killed?
"You put my brother, I am waiting for you, please beg you not to fight again!"
Sima rushed to Galawa's body and cried and pleaded.
Ronka and Surbi shivered like a frightened little sly, and cried in despair on the ground: "Don't fight again, can we still accompany you?"
The fat white eyes are glamorous, and the threat of color is: "I heard that the girls of Tianzhu dance and dance well, first give us a piece of striptease to help!"
"Ha ha ha!"
Looking at the three girls shivering and starting to undress, the five white men laughed wildly, and Galava closed his eyes in pain and made a beast-like snoring.
"A group of animals, it!"
Ding Ning suddenly said a faint sentence, let the laughter of the five foreign devils come to an abrupt end.
"Fak, you want to find me to die!"
The white-haired white smirked and used the top of the shotgun to pull the trigger on Ding Ning’s head, but was stopped by the fat white man:
Don’t kill him, then they will be responsible for helping us find food!

The gray-eyed white man punched Ding Ning's face and said: "That should also be a good lesson to teach this little hybrid."
"Scratch!"
"Ah... my wrist, my wrist!"
The gray-eyed white man made a scream of screaming, holding the broken wrist and hurting straight.
Galava opened his eyes in surprise, and the three girls stopped their clothes and looked at Ding Ning with shock.
"go to hell!"
The blond white man saw the gray eyes and hit the people. Ding Ning pinched his wrist and realized that Ding Ning was probably a powerful character. His eyes flashed fiercely and he did not hesitate to trigger the trigger...
"Hey!"
But the smirk on his face quickly solidified, and the face of the shotgun barrel suddenly exploded in horror, blurring the flesh and blood of his face and handcuffs, and fell to the ground and rolled his face.
"Unlucky Joseph, shoot him off!"
The fat white man seems to be the head of the five, but he didn't think much. He thought it was a barrel bomber. Even the other two raised the gun and pulled the trigger.
Galava’s face was desperate and shouted:
Ding Ning, you are going!

The three girls had already screamed and huddled together, and closed their eyes and couldn’t bear to look at them, even the two Tibetan couples.
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
Three sighs came from each other, accompanied by the screams of three white people!
The guns were blown up again, and the three white men screamed at the hands of the white-sensing bones, and the painful face twisted and rolled on the ground.
"Sikkim has not had a few living people. At this time, I still don't have a group to warm up. I dare to want to be a beast!"
Ding Ning sighed with a sigh: "It’s really a god, you can’t forgive yourself, you can’t live!

As soon as the voice fell, he walked up in the eyes of five white fears, slowly interrupting their limbs and making a pig-like scream in the entire hall.
"Galawa, these people are handed over to you! Remember, don't raise the tiger, I will go first, goodbye!"
Ding Ning stepped forward to support the scarred Garawa, stuffed a pill into his mouth, turned and walked away, and the wandering zombies had been buried alive by him, as long as Garawa did not die and took the initiative to release it in the building. The zombies are enough to survive.