This zombie didn't attack him... Having escaped death suddenly, Shen Qing recovered from his extreme tension and even felt a little dizzy. Could it be that this zombie had a grudge against the man and woman in front of him when he was alive, and even after turning into a ghost, he only went after them?
He couldn't help but think of the ghost stories told by the old people in the village about monsters and demons taking revenge for grudges and revenges.
Or... Shen Qing had a vague premonition in his heart, or maybe it was because he was not from here?
Shen Qing was confused as he had several guesses mixed together. He slowly stood up, dragging his leg that was hurt by the man's kick, and stared at the zombie that was running farther and farther away from him, observing it nervously.
The zombies did not attack Shen Qing, but passed Shen Qing and continued to chase them. The man who kicked Shen Qing saw it all. He widened his eyes in disbelief, but there was no time for him to think deeply. Without Shen Qing to delay time, the zombies would soon catch up with them again.
The man gritted his teeth, glanced at the woman beside him, and made a decision immediately. The hand that had been pulling her arm changed direction and pushed the woman towards the zombie again.
"Mr. Feng, you...ah!!"
The woman had not expected that her companion would do such a cruel thing to her, and her eyes widened in disbelief. But before she could finish her words, the zombie bit her neck, and she became silent after a sharp scream.
The smell of blood quickly spread, and the zombies finally stopped, lying on the ground with satisfaction and feasting.
The man's eyes showed guilt for only a moment, then he turned his eyes away from the woman, looked at Shen Qing twice more, and ran away without looking back. There was a row of small shops in front, and the man turned a few corners and disappeared, disappearing from Shen Qing's sight.
Shen Qing watched the zombies chewing on the woman's body. The bloody and horrible scene made his stomach churn. He wanted to vomit, but he was afraid to disturb the zombies who were eating. He still couldn't confirm whether the zombies would not attack him at all, or just attack the other two people first. After eating this woman, would they come back to eat him?
He wanted to run, but he was kicked and thrown by the man just now, his legs hurt a lot, and his ankle seemed to be sprained. Shen Qing was used to suffering, it was not that he could not endure the pain, but he could not run as fast as before. If the zombie came after him after eating the woman, he would definitely not be able to escape.
It's better to strike first. Looking at the zombies with their backs to him, concentrating on eating, Shen Qing came up with a bold idea.
He dragged his legs and quietly moved forward a few steps. The zombie still ignored him and only focused on the "delicious food" in front of him. Shen Qing swallowed his saliva, quietly raised the hatchet, and was about to get closer -
Something flew through the air in front of his eyes with a whooshing sound, and an arrow pierced through the zombie's head. The zombie's body stiffened for a moment, and then fell on the woman's body that had been eaten to pieces.
Shen Qing saw a tall and slender figure jumping down from the roof of a shop nearby, running a few steps to the zombie, and thrusting a dagger into the zombie's brain. After stirring it a few times, he dug out a shiny object.
This man was taller than Shen Qing, with long limbs and a handsome face. There was no mole between his eyebrows, and he was obviously a man. Shen Qing watched this man wipe the shiny pebble-like thing clean. Just as he was about to put it in his pocket, he seemed to have just remembered something. He turned his head to look at Shen Qing, who was sitting on the ground in shock by the flying arrow. He held the pebble and shook it at Shen Qing: "Isn't this considered stealing your head? I saw you didn't make a move for a long time." He glanced at the leg that Shen Qing was holding, his eyes flashed slightly: "Are you injured?"
Shen Qing did not notice the coldness in the man's eyes. He only felt that his tone was soft and gentle. No young man had ever spoken to him like this before. It even seemed as if he cared about him.
Feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason, Shen Qing softened his voice unconsciously, becoming as gentle as that person: "I was kicked and fell just now, and my foot seems to be sprained. It hurts a little, but it's okay." He looked at the dead zombies on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief: "I have to thank you very much."
Shen Qing's legs were weak now. The breath he had been holding was completely released after the zombie was killed. Cold sweat poured out and his clothes were wet. He guessed that "stealing the head" should mean rushing to kill the zombie. It seemed that the shiny little stone dug out of the zombie's brain was a good thing. However, Shen Qing did not think that this person "robbed" him. Instead, he was very grateful that he helped him get rid of the zombie.
"It's a small matter. At least you didn't get bitten." The man in front of him put the crystal into his pocket and breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Shen Qing would mutate in the blink of an eye.
It has been almost a year since the apocalypse began, and there are countless cases of people abandoning their companions and pushing them to the zombies in exchange for their own escape time. Some teams of superpowers even recruit ordinary people as temporary team members, just to push them out as blood bags in times of danger.
He had just arrived and did not see the zombies jump over Shen Qing. He just thought that Shen Qing and the dead woman were ordinary people who were pushed out together by their companions. He also felt that Shen Qing was very lucky because the zombies only ate the woman and did not bite him.
After looking at Shen Qing for a few more times, the man felt something was wrong: Even if it was the end of the world and people had no money to dress up, he had only seen clothes with patches on top of patches in TV dramas. The end of the world had only happened less than a year ago, how could it be like this? Looking more closely, it seemed to be a short ancient costume?
However, although the clothes were torn, they were surprisingly clean. You know, water resources have been polluted since the beginning of the apocalypse. Nowadays, people drink barreled water and bottled water produced before the apocalypse, or clean water provided by water-based supernatural beings. No one is willing to use it to wash clothes.
So most people in the base have dirty but not torn clothes, but Shen Qing is just the opposite.
Not only the clothes, Shen Qing's face and hair were all clean. She even had long hair... The man was amazed in his heart, could this be a Hanfu enthusiast, and is she still wearing Hanfu as much as possible?
Shen Qing was so frightened by the man's stare that he was terrified. He had clearly realized that he had come to another world. The people here dressed completely differently from him, and their hair was shaved very short. He looked like an alien in this outfit.
Fortunately, the man just stared at him for a while and didn't ask anything, otherwise Shen Qing didn't know if he could get away with it. His intuition told him that it would be best not to reveal his origins, but he was not a very eloquent person who could tell lies smoothly.
The man's eyes moved behind Shen Qing: "Are those yours?"
Shen Qing was startled, and turned to look, only to find several mushrooms and hawthorns rolling on the ground. He then realized what was happening and touched the backpack behind him. He had been kicked and fell to the ground before, and it seemed that some of the things in the backpack had fallen out at that time. However, at that time, his life was at stake, so he didn't care about a few mushrooms and hawthorns.
"They are mine." Shen Qing reached out and picked up a few hawthorns that were closest to him and put them back into the backpack. Two hawthorns were crushed, so Shen Qing simply didn't want them. There were still a lot of them on the mountain. Turning around, he saw the man staring at the two hawthorns with burning eyes. Shen Qing actually felt that the expression was very familiar.
Before, when he stood at the door of some shops, wanting to pick up the scattered debris in the shops but not daring to do so, he had this kind of passionate yet restrained look.
Shen Qing understood and handed the two rotten ones to the man: "You want them?"
The other party nodded vigorously, took it and held it in his palm with great care, thinking that Shen Qing was very generous, but he didn't want it just because it was broken? He looked at the backpack behind Shen Qing and said, "Can I exchange it with you for some more?"
"Exchange?" Shen Qing tilted his head. Is bartering popular in this world? When they go to the big market in the countryside, they occasionally barter, but not often, mainly because it is troublesome and the price is not easy to calculate, but it is not impossible.
He originally thought that it would be fine to give some to this person, after all, this person saved his life. But Shen Qing was also very curious about the things in this world, so he agreed, thinking that at most he could give a higher price in return: "Okay, what do you want in exchange?"
The man looked around and pointed to an empty storefront next to him: "Let's go talk there." It was not appropriate to trade in the middle of the road, and such fresh fruits were in great demand. He was afraid that he would run into someone else and have their money snatched away by him.
He looked at Shen Qing who was still sitting on the ground and stretched out his hand to him: "Does your leg still hurt?"
Shen Qing was stunned, glanced at the man's face, and did not support that hand. Instead, he shook his head and stood up by himself: "Let's go."
His legs didn't hurt much at this time, so there should be no broken bones. He was sitting down because he was so scared that his legs went weak.
They went to a small shop that originally sold souvenirs. It was called a shop, but it was more like a stall, a small shop built with very simple materials. There were three shops in this row, and before the end of the world, one sold ice cream and thick-cut yogurt, and the other sold hand-pulled pancakes and fried chicken steaks.
Compared to the two food shops next door, this shop was also turned over, but it was much cleaner, and there was no blood or rotten meat inside, which was rare in the end times. Shen Qing couldn't help but glance at some souvenirs scattered in the corner.
Fans, hairpins, bracelets, pendants, painted gourds, embroidered handkerchiefs and purses. Each one is so exquisite!
"What do you want to exchange?" Shen Qing was already a little absent-minded. He now knew that there were ghosts called zombies in this world, and these shops were empty, probably because the shop owners had been eaten, or turned into zombies. So... could he wait for this person to leave and pick up all these things on the ground?
I didn't dare to go in and pick it up before because I was afraid that the item had an owner. If the owner was dead, it would be okay for him to take it, right?
And the next second, Shen Qing was so shocked that he couldn't speak!
The man cleared a space on the counter, and a thick bag of things wrapped in cloth appeared on the counter out of thin air. The man was very calm about this, and he spread out the cloth bag and said, "What do you want to exchange? I have a little bit of everything here, weapons, clean clothes, electronic products, snacks, cosmetics, gold and silver jewelry... I usually set up a stall at the south wall of the base." He spread out the stall completely, "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is yet? My name is Song Kaiji, Kai for the beginning, Ji for the clear moon and breeze."
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