Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

I thought Xiao Wu would definitely ask me something. I have already imagined countless ways of answering in my mind. Fortunately, the words that these people guessed by themselves are not as big as what I mentioned before and Xiao Wu. If the difference is really round, it can be rounded up.

As a result, Xiao Wu never asked.

This is better, anyway, the original answer is also intended to lie to her.

In the next time, because there were a few people on the opposite side, neither of us said a word. It was just that when the sky was about to get dark, I leaned against the wall and took a nap. Xiao Wu seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, damn. Squinted next to me for a while.

Not to mention those few people, they have long since lost their sleeping position, and can sleep on the cold ground and snoring is not a realm that ordinary people can reach.

During this sleep, I woke up from my sleep until light came through the crack of the door and hit my face.

There was a momentary trance when I woke up, but it passed quickly. The other people in the room were still sleeping, and Xiao Wu was sleeping very heavily. I got up from the ground and looked outside through the crack of the door, confirming that it was outside at this moment. It was 100% safe. I opened the door and walked out.

The morning sun shines on the face is the most refreshing.

I moved my arms and legs, and did some of the only remaining radio gymnastics movements in my memory. I felt that it would be more comfortable to relax my muscles and bones like this after sleeping.

I feel comfortable, and my mood is naturally not too bad. I glanced at the kitchen where the door was kicked open by a few of them last night. I thought about going in before it was time to boil some hot water to drink, and I could wash my face by the way. Wiping his body, it is estimated that he has been sour and smelly in the woods during this period of time.

Going around in the kitchen is basically nothing. Although there is plenty of firewood or something, there is not a drop of water in the bucket, and there is nothing to eat.

When I came out of the kitchen, I suddenly heard the low roar of walking corpses coming from the dirt path in front.

I followed the sound and found out, and finally found a walking corpse of a child with no lower body next to a big tree. It was already rotten. The flesh on his body may have been blurred due to long-term climbing. He stabbed in the head with almost no effort.

Because this house was built separately, there is still some distance from the village, so there is only a small road at the door that is almost covered with weeds leading to the main road that leads to the village not far away. It is said to be a big road. After so many years of disasters Nature has already smoothed out the traces of human activities, and there is only a barely walkable road covered by weeds.

Many trees have been planted on both sides of the path. No matter what kind of trees it is, this place seems to be growing very well and luxuriantly tight.

There is a row of big trees on each side of the road, behind it is a small ditch less than one meter wide, and behind it is a large area of ​​arable land.

The weeds on the cultivated land are more luxuriant than the roads, and many places have grown as tall as a person.

Normal people can't see it when standing inside.

After checking the road conditions outside, I went back to the hut. There was no courtyard or wall in the house. Except for the house, there was an empty pigsty on the other side.

After going around, I found a well behind the pigpen.

It is the kind of well dug in the ground that looks quite old. There is a rusty iron bucket next to the well, which seems to be still usable.

The only trouble is that a not-so-small stone slab is covered on the well, which seems to be a little troublesome to remove.

Throwing the iron bucket aside, I first removed the weeds and other messy coverings on the stone slab and threw it aside.

Just looking at the grass and moss on the slate, it is not difficult to know that this well should have not been used for at least several years.

After being cleaned up, the stone slabs, without accident, blocked my next actions...

This thing is too heavy to move at all.

Just when I was embarrassed, one of the sleeping people in the room came out. He was the man who talked to the woman the most last night. He was obviously silly, he went out in a daze and turned right. At the corner of the room, he took out the guy and peeed.

I stared at his sturdy back, and waited patiently for him to solve the problem, when he was wearing a belt, I called him: "Thank you, come and help."

The man stopped and his face didn’t turn around. He probably hadn’t been confused yet. The brain was distinguishing my voice. After a few seconds, he turned his head to look at me, his tone slow and full. Sleep well and asked vigorously: "What are you doing?"

I stepped on the stone slab with my foot: "Help remove it."

He glanced at the slate and probably felt a little troublesome: "You can't move it yourself?"

"Can't move."

He glanced at my arms and legs. Although they were not slender, they were incomparable with men.

He curled his lips and walked over, yawning unwillingly.

Standing in front of the stone slab, he moved his body, shrugged his shoulders, and said to me: "Get out of the way, don't let your effort be delayed."

I didn't stand in a place that would delay him. I glanced at him speechlessly, and a little bit amused.

He was indeed much stronger than me. He rubbed his hands, and when he bent over and pressed hard, the stone slab was immediately moved a lot, but the moment the stone slab was lifted, there was an unexplainable smell. It quickly diffused from the inside.

The man also stiffened, but it was not the smell that he noticed: "Did you hear any strange movements?"

I took a second to the mouth of the well under the bluestone slab, and pointed out: "Then it came from below."

The man heard the words, glanced at the stone slab, and asked me uncertainly: "Are you still moving?"

I nodded: "Move away."

"But... just in case it's down here..." He seemed to want to put down the slate, and didn't want to move it.

I hurriedly stopped: "Remove, no matter what it is, what is there to be afraid of under the well? Besides, I am not afraid of a woman, what are you afraid of?"

After what I said, the man gritted his teeth and simply moved the stone slab aside.

After the slate was completely removed, the smell became more obvious.

There were some weird sounds of water drew out in the well.

After removing the slate, the man took a few steps back timidly. He looked at me and said, "You... go and see what the **** it is."

I glanced at him twice, and walked up to the well. Fortunately, the sunlight is not bad now. I took a few glances into the well by the sunlight, but it may be too deep. It doesn’t matter when I am about to see the water surface. I can't see how.

Looking back, I asked the person: "Is there a flashlight?"

My flashlights and Xiaowu ran out of power just yesterday.

The man nodded: "Yes, in the house."

"Use it to borrow it."

"Okay... I'll get it for you."

As he said he turned his head and ran towards the house, and soon he came out with all the other people in the house.

I took the flashlight from him and looked at the other people with sleepy faces. I sighed, turned my head and went to the well again, turned on the flashlight and looked inside.

Their flashlights are very strong and can clearly see the situation inside.

From this point of view, he thought that his mental quality was fairly good, and his face was probably green on the spot.

Then a strong stomach acid surged wildly into his throat.

Turning my face, I moved a long way away like running away before squatting on the ground and retching violently.

Seeing my reaction, Xiao Wu was a little weird when he came over and wanted to go up and have a look. I retched and did not forget to remind her: "Don't go! Don't look!"

Xiao Wuyi quickly stopped after hearing the steps, stared at the wellhead for a few times, and finally chose to give up wisely, and came over and followed my back.

The woman was a little disdainful of my reaction, she insisted on going up to see it, but after seeing it clearly, she squatted beside me and threw up.

Before opening the stone slab, I guessed that since there is movement inside, there are probably walking corpses.

So I was mentally prepared before watching it.

It’s just that I didn’t expect the picture inside to be like that. There are more than one walking corpse inside. It should be roughly four or five, but they are not standing in it properly...

I don’t know what happened to them before they were alive, but there are various rotting bodies floating on the surface of the water inside, mixed together, with a few heads of walking corpses whose flesh and skin are almost rotten into mud, and the sound of the water splash , It was one of the walking dead’s heads that was still connected to one of his arms. That arm was not completely rotten. It could still move slightly in the water by the side of the well. The sound we heard before was from that arm. .

On the water at the bottom of the well, there were all kinds of stumps and broken arms, some rotten pieces of meat, and some greasy things that didn't know what it was.

I can't describe it in words. If I don't see it with my own eyes, I can never imagine what that kind of picture feels like.

After seeing the reaction of the two of us, the rest of the people were afraid to look inside. The two men wanted to cover the slate back, but the woman stopped it.

Her face was a little pale with severe vomiting, and it is estimated that I am not much better than her.

She stood up from the ground and waved her hand to stop the people under her hand, and said: "Leave them a chance to see the sun, don't cover it." After speaking, she glanced at the well again, seeming to say to herself Saying like: "Who is so cruel, can chop them into this way and throw them into it?"

The answer to this question is naturally that no one can answer her.

With this out, we don't want to stay here for another second, wait until both of us are relieved, quickly packed up our things and left.

I looked at the well one last time when I left.

Although I didn't feel anything else in my heart, I couldn't help but sighed a few times, then turned his face and walked towards the village without looking back.

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