It was already dusk when Slanting Bangs and his group escaped from Liberation City. In the twilight, they made a brief stop.
Then they started heading East. Da Zui also climbed up from the ground by himself.
He didn't say much, but he didn't get close to Slanting Bangs again.
When Slanting Bangs saw Da Zui's cautious demeanor, a hint of guilt rose in his heart, but it quickly faded.
He immediately shifted his attention. The sun had already set. They hadn't reached their destination yet.
There wasn't even a tall building nearby, only a few private houses. This place was a bit remote, and these private houses were still tiled-roof houses.
The surrounding area was all mountain forests. In such a desolate wilderness, although the National Highway ran through this mountain,
it was because this place was too remote.
After leaving Liberation City, they drove a car, but the car ran out of gas after less than 30 kilometers.
A car without gasoline is equivalent to scrap metal.
The most pressing issue before them at this moment was whether to continue moving forward or find a place to spend the night. It's important to know that it is very dangerous at night.
It had been nearly a year since the apocalypse broke out. Weeds grew rampant by the roadside, and those private houses were dilapidated. Houses that were not well-inhabited to begin with looked even more eerie under the gloomy night sky.
"Hai Ge, what should we do? It's getting late now," a man next to Slanting Bangs asked.
Slanting Bangs looked at the horizon; the sun had already set, and the sky was gradually darkening.
In the apocalypse, people were afraid of the night, but not because they feared ghosts, but because they feared zombies.
Zombies in the dark, unlike in the daytime, would have greatly increased senses of smell and mobility.
Especially on a rainy night, for zombies, it was simply their home turf.
Slanting Bangs pondered for a moment, then finally asked, "Are you familiar with this area?"
"Not very familiar. I'm not even from this county, and this is my first time here," a man said.
"Hai Ge, I've been here before. There are a lot of mountain forests around here. I used to drive through here to go home. I remember there's a large Bamboo Forest ahead. This place used to be called the Sea of Bamboo," Da Zui said.
Slanting Bangs nodded, then looked at everyone and finally said, "Night is not suitable for travel. We don't know how much further we need to go, so let's find a place to shelter for the night for now."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
But where would they stay tonight?
If they continued to stay in the car, the 7-seater car was still spacious enough for a few of them.
However, the car had no gasoline. It couldn't start.
Moreover, the car was parked in the middle of the National Highway. If zombies passed by, wouldn't they become targets?
If they didn't stay in the car, where else could they go?
Everyone looked towards the few private houses about fifty meters off the National Highway.
These private houses, with their tiled roofs, at the foot of the mountain forest, were shrouded in the night.
They looked somewhat like the kind of place in horror movies where a rural old corpse hides.
But they still walked in that direction; staying in the car was definitely not an option.
They could only find a building to temporarily hide for the night.
Alas.
Everyone encouraged each other and slowly walked towards the house.
They saw that the wall of the foremost house had collapsed. As they approached, they saw a long rope hanging inside the house.
But they didn't know what it was for.
Behind the rope, the Zhu Gan was somewhat broken, but a piece of white cloth was still firmly hanging on it.
This white cloth had some black stains on it, and it was already torn, with threads fluttering in the evening breeze.
And behind this wall was a dense mountain forest.
It was not clearly visible in the night.
They walked closer and closer, approaching the wall.
They entered.
Suddenly, what came into view was a circular tomb.
This tomb had no tombstone.
A strange aura circulated around everyone.
Everyone felt a chill rising from their tailbone.
Hiss.
Everyone gasped.
This was too damn bizarre.
This house definitely couldn't be lived in. Who had ever seen a tomb built in a place for living people?
And it was built in the courtyard, and this tomb faced the patio inside the house.
The patio was a 'four waters return to hall' style.
It was ancient, but also a bit strange.
There were no signs of human habitation, but what was with the cloth on the wall? No one understood, and they didn't want to understand.
At this moment, they only felt their scalps tingle.
They wanted to escape this place as quickly as possible; they felt something was wrong.
They turned on their flashlights, but the batteries were low, making the light dim.
Shit!
"Who brought a flashlight?" Slanting Bangs asked.
"Didn't bring one. Who brings that stuff? Better to put food in the space," one person said.
"Hai Ge, I didn't bring one," another person said.
"Hai Hai, I brought candles," Da Zui said.
Hmm? Candles, thoughtful, but never mind, it's better not to say.
Slanting Bangs nodded, seeing Da Zui take out two candles from his backpack, and they were even red.
Quite festive.
However, it was not suitable to light the candles at this time.
They hurriedly escaped from this house.
They looked at the houses behind them, feeling a bit conflicted.
Should they go check the houses behind them again?
Slanting Bangs saw that the sky was gradually darkening. If they didn't quickly find a place to stay and set up some defenses, they would be in trouble if some zombies came out.
If they couldn't see clearly, how could they fight zombies? Moreover, what if there were many zombies?
Quick!
Quick!
Quick!
"Hurry, let's go check the house behind us, that one!" Slanting Bangs pointed to a house behind them. This house looked relatively intact.
Although it was also a tiled-roof house, this one looked a bit safer.
Yes, a bit safer.
They quickened their pace, running a few dozen meters to reach the front of the house.
This house had no courtyard. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw no tomb in front of the house.
Fortunately, there wasn't one. They were just afraid of encountering another tomb.
The tomb they had just seen was truly too bizarre.
Slanting Bangs turned on his flashlight and slowly walked inside.
The light illuminated some farm tools, a dilapidated bucket, a few black and gray towels, and an old table and chairs.
No problem.
Slanting Bangs breathed a sigh of relief.
In this quiet mountain forest, inside the house by the National Highway.
They finally found a place to stay.
Everyone who had survived until now had a certain amount of survival experience. So they began to inspect the house.
Actually, this house didn't have many rooms, only four, surrounding the central hall, one room each in the Southeast, Northwest.
They split into two groups to inspect these four rooms.
Da Zui followed next to Slanting Bangs, lighting a candle.
Slanting Bangs saw the light gradually brighten, turned his head and saw that Da Zui had lit the candle, feeling a little apologetic.
So he asked, "Da Zui, why would you bring red candles?"
Da Zui was a bit shy, lowered his head, and mumbled, "I wanted to have a candlelight dinner with you."
Before Slanting Bangs could hear clearly, he heard a loud scream from beside him!
