Chapter 6, Anping Temple

Liu Junluo did not respond at all

"It's not far, but we need to walk along Changchun Street." Chang Bing carefully confirmed the direction and replied, "What? Are we going to relocate there?"

"You little girls! If it weren't for you shameless couple saving that living dead man, no one would have died!" Liu Junluo's voice was nearly hoarse from shouting

Ma Qi knocked Liu Junluo down, then turned and reached out to grab Meng Zhuang, only to see it open its gaping mouth and bite towards his wrist. Startled, Ma Qi shouted and withdrew his hand, while Meng Zhuang snapped at nothing, raising its head to glare fiercely at Ma Qi, wanting to continue climbing onto the boat. Ma Qi stood momentarily stunned at the edge of the boat, watching yet another former subordinate and teammate transformed into a soulless creature, still attempting to devour him. A wave of despair surged within him, witnessing yet another former subordinate and teammate turned into a soulless creature, still trying to consume him. A wave of despair surged within him.

"Damn it!" Zhou Jitang has a rogue personality, but since he saved Zheng Jieming, he is only allowed to question himself and not permit others to criticize him. "You bastard, if you have the guts, let Ma Qi and I have a fight!"

"You just saw it, this bastard wants to strangle me!" He menacingly pointed a half stick at Ma Qi

You little rascal! If I hadn't stepped in to help you back then, you and that pretty boy would have been left by the cavalry to feed the zombies! Zhou Jitang silently retorted to Chang Bing in his heart, but he tilted his head to look at her without voicing it.

Maqi cried for a long time until he lost all strength and fell into a deep sleep, unresponsive to the calls of the two people. They had no way to tend to Maqi's wounds and could only leave them exposed to the damp air.

"The injuries of the cavalry are all my fault." Chang Bing stubbornly pursed his lips

Stop it right now! Liu Junluo, you scoundrel!" Zhou Jitang raised the oar, struggling to stand up

Help! Zhoujitang! ! ! "Chang Bing is struggling desperately with his eyes closed.

The wooden paddle struck heavily against Ma Qi's left shoulder, causing him to fall to the ground. Liu Junluo continued to raise the paddle, clearly enraged, "You bastard, did you just try to choke me to death?! Let me tell you, I've tolerated your nonsense for a long time!" Ma Qi instinctively raised his hands to shield his head. The paddle came down hard on his arm, and he let out a deep shout, but he seemed to have lost his fighting spirit, his movements appearing sluggish.

Can you stop them?" Chang Bing asked Zhou Jitang in a low voice, tentatively.

Chang Bing did not dare to open her eyes until she heard Liu Junluo's frenzied screams

Let go of me! Chang Bing screamed.

The sound of the wooden paddle falling to the ground

How did you get in

Damn it! Hurry and save him! The two boats were not far apart, and Zhou Jitang no longer paid attention to Liu Junluo. He extended the oar towards Ma Qi, who was struggling in the water in a daze. Chang Bing retrieved another oar from the bottom of the boat and paddled towards Ma Qi. Zhou Jitang was finally able to reach Ma Qi with his bare hands. He grabbed Ma Qi's arm with his left hand and pulled upwards. However, due to excessive force, his center of gravity shifted slightly, causing the oar in his right hand to fall into the water. Zhou Jitang decided to use both hands with all his strength, and with Chang Bing's assistance, he finally managed to pull the drenched Ma Qi onto the boat. Looking up at Liu Junluo, he had already paddled several dozen meters away. That scoundrel seemed to have found another good oar and had thrown away half of the oar shaft.

Stop it right now!

Chang Bing confirmed that there were no zombies on the shore and cautiously brought the boat closer to the bank

I also need to take care of my teeth, otherwise they will start to hurt! In fact, the teeth at the weekly clinic have been decayed for a long time; they are just a bit sensitive now.

As Chang Bing entered the door with Zhou Jitang, she noticed a padlock on the outside. Zhou Jitang removed the padlock, allowed Chang Bing to enter, and then turned back to bolt the door.

"Why is it so slow?" Chang Bing sighed deeply.

Horse team! Horse team? Can you still hear me speaking!" Chang Bing looked at Ma Qi with anxiety, shouting in hopes that he would respond.

How, how are you?

Bang

On the shore, several zombies leaped towards their duck boat and then fell into the water. However, more zombies remained on the shore, seemingly understanding that water was an insurmountable barrier

In the weekly journal, with a sudden movement, the stick grazed his ear and flew behind him, falling far into the lake. When he focused his gaze back on Liu Junluo, he saw this fellow dragging the nearly lifeless Ma Qi and pushing him into the water, then picking up half a paddle and rowing in the opposite direction

Snap

"The cavalry? What do you want to say? Speak to me." Chang Bing appeared as if he were waiting to hear Ma Qi's last words. Zhou Jitang felt a deep sense of helplessness, touched his still aching tooth, and suppressed the urge to make a vicious retort.

"Today, we must find a place to rest, as both of us have lost our ability to move." Chang Bing held the paddle, looking anxious.

Liu Junluo struck with his right hand, and Chang Bing fell down in response

"Lower your voice; the zombies might be listening outside. It would not be good if the spring light suddenly bursts forth!" Liu Junluo revealed his teeth, smiling lewdly.

Would you really abandon me? The more Chang Bing thought about it, the more afraid he became, and his hands began to tremble

What is there to be afraid of? I will be back shortly. I will look around the Changchun Street area for any supplies; you just need to secure the door. This area seems quite safe to me; there isn't a single zombie in sight.

Are you worried about me

Upon seeing her open her eyes, the man bowed deeply, his expression extremely serious and sincere

"Don't you think that being hungry is the biggest problem?" The stomach of Zhoujitang rumbled loudly.

It is Zhoujitang

That place is not open for visits, so it is empty

"Zhoujitang? Hahaha! That wild man must have abandoned you!" Liu Junluo laughed wildly with his eyes wide open, but suddenly his smile faded, replaced by a fierce expression. "You filthy woman! Let me tell you! If you don't cooperate properly, today..."

Ma Qi Chou, moving his lips, finally could not hold back and burst into tears. He tilted his head, and his cries rose in waves.

The food and books are also insufficient. Zhou Jitang peered out the window, "It shouldn't be far from the Yalu Pedestrian Street over there, right?"

Chang Bing did not know how to comfort this person in tears and blood, so he could only let Ma Qi vent his emotions.

Very good! An empty house, with no food or seating, but it should be quite safe. The door lock is also in good condition. I looked around the perimeter and there are no zombies. Let's go in first and take a moment to rest before deciding what to do next

Liu Junluo stood at the edge of the boat, coughing and gasping for breath, his neck in excruciating pain from the Ma Qi. He watched Meng Zhuang sink to the bottom of the water, observing the boat drifting further and further away from the shore. Slowly, he wiped the sticky phlegm that Ma Qi had spat out from his face, then turned to gaze at Ma Qi, who was staring blankly at him.

I want to defecate!" Zhou Jitang turned his head with his mouth open and let out a very foul-smelling fart

Liu Junluo finally heard Zhou Jitang's shout and turned around, confronting Zhou Jitang while holding half of a boat paddle.

"Don't go! I will go with you!" Chang Bing held onto Zhou Jitang.

Chang Bing happily withdrew the door bolt and opened the door, "You have returned..."

Chang Bing shook his head and then nodded slightly

In the thicket ahead, a shadow was dancing. Chang Bing held the wooden stick in front of him, trembling all over, watching that shadow with a mix of hope and fear.

Maqi's eyes were half-open, staring blankly at the blue sky, remaining silent, his lips moving back and forth.

I feel utterly powerless! I can only watch as my colleagues fall one by one! I have no way to help at all. "Maqi cried out hoarsely, "I can't even tell zombies from humans; I almost took out the entire boat. I would rather be beaten to death! Bitten to death!"

"Did you not see? That little girl saw it! I helped her fight the zombies, and she, damn it, doesn't know what's good for her! She tried to strangle me!" Liu Junluo roared, pointing the stick at Chang Bing. A drop of blood dripped from the tip of the stick, and he swiftly pointed the half-stick back at Ma Qi. The drop of blood traced a parabolic arc in the air before falling into the lake.

What happened? He followed the line of sight. A forest, a small temple

The cavalry? '' Chang Bing helped Ma Qi lift his bleeding head, resting it on his own leg, while Ma Qi buried his face and cried hysterically, like a child

The weekly diary hall appears quite relaxed, tying the boat rope to a tree by the lake. Before boarding the boat, he first carries Ma Qi on his back. After a while, he returns alone and carries Zheng Jieming on his back.

Chang Bing vigilantly watched as Zhou Jitang dashed into the woods, observing the two men on either side who were in a stupor and unconscious, tightly gripping the oar in his hand

Thank you

Liu Junluo struggled to rise, grabbed the oar, and shouted, "Get the hell away!" He forcefully pulled Ma Qi aside and struck at the claws of the "Meng Zhuang" zombie with the oar. It seemed to feel no pain, and its claws did not loosen at all. Liu Junluo kept swinging the oar, and the zombie's claws lost their shape, ultimately unable to grasp the edge of the boat any longer. With red eyes, it struggled and sank to the bottom of the water.

Chang Bing opened his eyes

Then the man raised the wooden paddle and delivered the final blow to Liu Jun and Tushuluo

Liu Junluo scanned the surroundings with a fierce glint in his eyes as he looked at Chang Bing

I will go up first. If there are any issues, you should move the boat away from the shore.

Let go? Let go a little, you little girl! It's the end of the world, and you still can't be happy about it?!" Liu Junluo brought his bloodied face close to Chang Bing's ear

Bang! Another strike.

She saw Liu Junluo's head being struck by a wooden paddle, falling to the ground. A man stood beside him holding the paddle—he was not Zhou Jitang

"Hehe, are you silly, little sister? Are you carrying two useless people around?" Zhou Jitang looked at Chang Bing with disdain, "You stay here, I will go find some supplies"

I don't want to take you along yet, you are a burden. You stay here with them. " Zhou Jitang gently patted Chang Bing's head, unlatched the door, and stepped outside, " I will definitely be back before dark! When the time comes, you open the door for me.

Chang Bing waited in the room for a long time, while Ma Qi's fever grew increasingly severe. Zheng Jieming slightly awakened once during the process, attempted to lift his head, but murmured and lay back down.

Anping Temple! I went around nearby; it is a protected structure. Chang Bing looked at Anping Temple very seriously

Four hours later

What are you trying to do?" Chang Bing's upper and lower teeth trembled uncontrollably, clashing against each other.

Unexpectedly, Chang Bing was not angered by Zhou Jitang's vulgar joke. He turned around and saw Chang Bing standing up, gazing at the riverbank

"What is the situation in your house?" Chang Bing felt very unhappy, having waited anxiously for a long time only to receive such a meaningless remark

Chang Bing anxiously guarded the room, sitting beside two people on the verge of death, her heart constantly hoping that Zhou Jitang would return soon. At the slightest sound, she perked up her ears, fearing that the zombies would discover her. She gazed at the mottled wall, feeling as if it were trapping her here, like a gigantic cage.

Liu Junluo frantically got up again, attempting to lunge at that man.

With a heavy blow, Liu Junluo fell to the side in response.

The horse team has also fainted and has a slight fever. It is difficult to stay overnight here.

I just had a bowel movement. " Zhou Jitang displayed a very relaxed expression.

And you?

"How can it not be me?" He emphasized the words "how," which sounded rather sarcastic.

What happened? What is the problem? Chang Bingsheng was afraid that he would cause more trouble. Whether she admits it or not, this man, whom she has always disliked, has now become her only support.

The two remained locked in a stalemate for several seconds, Liu Junluo's breathing becoming increasingly labored, as the fear he had previously felt transformed entirely into anger

He held a half of a wooden paddle in his left hand, with blood coagulated at the broken end. Tilting his head, he stared at her with a blank expression.

I damn well didn't see it, I only damn well see you now 'killing'! The emphasis was heavily placed on the word 'killing'.

Zhoujitang and Tushuo, along with Chang Bing, took turns rowing along a spot not far from the lakeside, attempting to find a suitable place to land.

Ah! Common Ice wore a look of surprise; her thoughts were not on worrying about Zhou Jitang, but rather on her own fear of being alone in this small temple

Confidential. Zhou Jitang smiled broadly; this ordinary padlock was a trivial matter for him. A paperclip, a needle, or even the hook from a work badge could easily solve it

The man, holding a wooden paddle, looked at himself and took a step forward. Chang Bing felt that he was doomed, turning his head in terror and closing his eyes.

Bang

Hmm," the person outside the door replied in a low voice

Oh! The Weekly Journal understands. Since it is a non-public protected building, it is likely that few people would think to go there. More importantly, there are probably no zombies inside

At this moment, Chang Bing realized that his stomach was also protesting

Oh, does Liu Junlu also count as a person? Then what do we call that madman and those scoundrels?" Zhou Jitang glanced again at Liu Junlu's duck boat, which had already paddled far away, becoming just a silhouette.

That was a misunderstanding, Junlu! Just now, we were all unaware that Meng Zhuang had already died! Isn't everything fine now? Although separated by the boats, Chang Bing felt that the tension between the two vessels was almost boiling the air and the lake water, as he tried to stabilize Liu Junlu's emotions

Chang Bing instinctively took a step back, while Liu Junluo stepped forward, pressing aggressively: "Little girl, your dog of a man has abandoned you, hasn't he?"

It seems that a long time has passed, yet Zhou Jitang has still not returned

"Miscellaneous scraps!" Zhou Jitang spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed resentfully, but his words were not clear, as he had just bitten his own tongue in pain.

Liu Junluo will no longer have the opportunity to become a zombie—despite the fact that some of his actions are even worse than those of a zombie

Do not! Common Ice saw Liu Junluo's face change from panic to rage on the goose boat, realizing that something was about to happen, and loudly stopped Liu Junluo

You really don't know what's good for you! He raised the oar at Ma Qi

I can swim. Zhou Jitang bent down and touched the shore.

Unbeknownst to her, in the past few hours, the sun had already begun to set. Chang Bing finally heard the long-awaited sound of footsteps. The footsteps were rhythmic and steady; they belonged to a person! She hurriedly crawled and ran towards the door.

What do you think? If it weren't for the zombie outbreak, I wouldn't have had this opportunity!" Liu Junluo pressed down on Chang Bing.

Chang Bing did not dare to respond, retreating repeatedly until he was cornered by Liu Junluo against the wall

Get lost!

Liu Junluo, covered in bloodstains, stood outside the door

"Is there any breath?" Chang Bing felt for Ma Qi's breath, pressing on Ma Qi's chest, trying to force the water out. Fortunately, Ma Qi coughed vigorously, expelling the water from his chest and began to breathe deeply.

A half stick flew towards Zhou Jitang, spinning in the air. Before Liu Junluo finished speaking, the stick had already reached Zhou Jitang, who threw the half stick in his hand at Zhou Jitang, exclaiming, "You old man!"

Zhou Jitang looked closely at hetushu.com, and saw Ma Qi. His arms were bruised, the top of his bald head had a gash that was still bleeding. His left cheek was swollen, presenting a half-dead appearance

The room is large and spacious. In the corner of the room, there is a pile of straw and a dirty, oversized coat, covered with a thick layer of dust, suggesting that a homeless person had once entered here long ago, but was later abandoned.

Tonight, we must find a way to treat the wounds of the cavalry, otherwise they will become infected Chang Bing did not respond; her mind was entangled with various difficult problems, all intertwined. She only wanted to sort through the issues one by one

It doesn't matter, I don't mind, Liu Junluo and Meng Zhuang don't mind either! Whether this person exists or not, they are all like this! Zhou Jitang can actually see the contradictions in Chang Bing; he wants to hint to Chang Bing that Liu Junluo and Meng Zhuang cannot be considered as having made a "sacrifice" for others. They are merely acting for themselves, selfishly fleeing when disaster strikes—one abandoning others, the other unfortunate enough to lose their life. That's all there is to it. He wants to hint to Chang Bing that Liu Junluo and Meng Zhuang cannot be considered as having made a "sacrifice" for others. They are merely acting for themselves, selfishly fleeing when disaster strikes—one abandoning others, the other unfortunate enough to lose their life. That's all there is to it.

With the paddle

So what

This man is still not awake; will he ever wake up? Am I the protagonist of this novel? Chang Bing's mental balance has been somewhat disrupted, as Liu Junluo's words keep echoing in her mind—"You little wench! If it weren't for you scoundrels saving that living dead man, no one would have died!" She begins to doubt her choices. If this person wakes up, that would be fine; but if he stubbornly remains in this state of unconsciousness, what was the point of all the efforts and sacrifices made by everyone? Liu Junluo's words keep echoing in her mind—"You little wench! If it weren't for you scoundrels saving that living dead man, no one would have died!" She begins to doubt her choices. If this person wakes up, that would be fine; but if he stubbornly remains in this state of unconsciousness, what was the point of all the efforts and sacrifices made by everyone?

The two individuals were engaged in a fierce struggle, and it was evident that Liu Junluo was no match for the man. His neck was tightly trapped by the man's shoulder, his complexion shifting from red to black. Ultimately, he ceased to struggle and collapsed to the ground

Zhou Jitang glanced across, and Liu Junluo struck down with another paddle, which hit the edge of the boat and broke into two pieces

Chang Bing stared at Liu Junluo, who lay face down, dead. She did not feel safe; on the contrary, this man before her had become an even greater threat—she recalled a crucial question: this stranger whom she had desperately tried to save was someone she did not know at all!

"Little girl, I've been watching you for a long time!" Liu Junluo threw down the broken oar and unfastened his belt

Two and a half! The dental pain has subsided, and I immediately reverted to my nonchalant demeanor, "I am also about to lose my ability to move"

The two individuals propped Zheng Jieming and Ma Qifu up on a pile of straw and turned back to begin their discussion

Then there was a strange, low sound, followed by silence

Oh, no, there is an even bigger problem. Zhou Jitang exaggeratedly bent down, covering his stomach with his head lowered

"Zhoujitang?" Chang Bing inquired eagerly.

Stop! Zhou Jitang shouted from across the boat, having seized Chang Bing's oar.

The two boats were not far apart. Chang Bing turned back to look at the two men on his boat; one was unconscious, while Zhou Jitang covered his mouth, enduring the pain as he slowly propped himself up against the side of the boat.