Chapter 1220: Looking for zombies

Chapter 1220 Finding Zombies
The name of the mountain near Yongfu Town is called Wanxiang Mountain. It is named after the mountain like a Vientiane group. The mountains are covered with trees and the grass is everywhere. The scenery is very pleasant. Due to the walking of people all the year round, a mountain is stepped on. The trail that the two passed in parallel.
The young men walked along the path. I don’t know if I came to a hillside. There was a fine herb on the hillside. The old man who looked at it, but did not have the slightest joy, and his face was dignified: Here is where Aqing is bitten, and the size is careful!"
"Yes!" The eyes of the young men also became dignified in an instant, holding a wooden stick, a machete, a sickle, carefully watching around, surrounded by quiet, no trace of zombies, but a sharp-eyed person saw the hillside On the left side are printed a few larger footprints: "Isn't that a zombie footprint?"
The headed elderly people stepped forward and looked at those footprints carefully. Their eyes were dignified: "It is very possible!" Looking around, I saw flowers and trees planted around the hillside. Besides, there was no other, old people. Low and low: "There is no nest here. The zombies don't live here. It should have been here to kill Aqing. Then, I left here again. Let's find it by following our footprints. We should be able to find it."
"Yes!" The young men nodded, clenched their weapons, followed the big footprints, and carefully walked forward. I didn't think it was. Before going to a small river, the river runs north and south, about four or five meters wide. The river is covered with reeds and plants, and the footprints of the zombies disappear into the river...
The zombies must have crossed the river...
The young men thought that they would step into the river, and the old people hurriedly stopped them: "Wait, don't go into the water."
"Why?" The young men stepped down and looked at the old man inexplicably. The zombies crossed the river. Why are they not?
"Because we still don't know the depth of this small river!" If this small river is not deep, they will die if they step on it.
You must know that zombies are dead objects. They are not afraid to enter the water, but they are living big living people, they can't swim, and they enter the deep water area, which is a dead end...
The old man said lowly. In the eyes of the young men, they stepped forward and looked at the water surface of four or five meters wide. They screamed: "First try the depth of the puddle with a stick."
"Yes!" The young men led the life and leaned over and inserted the sticks in their hands into the river. The two long sticks were only half inserted, and then they could not be pressed down. Young men A happy face, said: "Uncle, this river is less than a meter deep..."
The old man’s eyes swept through several other young men. I saw that the depth of the puddles they tested was less than one meter. The old man’s high-hanging heart was slightly lowered:
Look at the water, be careful.

"Yes." The young men smiled and said, they went down in twos and threes, and walked forward with a smile. They didn't see a big blue hand sticking out in the dense reeds of the river. The shoulder of the last man smashed toward the depths of the reeds...
The cold touch came from the shoulders, and the thick mud was sprayed on itself. The man was shocked and struggling fiercely. He shouted: "Ah... help! Help!"
(End of this chapter)