Zombie: At the beginning, I was appointed by Uncle Jiu to open the museum

The next day the cock crowed and the sun rose.

Han Feng stretched his waist and went to the yard to do a set of morning exercises.

The muscles and bones of the whole body are active, and the whole body is full of heat and energy.

Uncle Jiu bought warm steamed buns from the morning market next door. When he entered the door and saw Han Feng punching, Uncle Jiu glanced in disbelief and hurried across the yard.

"Master, it's hard for me to take the initiative this time. It's fine if you don't praise me. Why do you hide and walk away like you've seen a ghost!"

Han Feng put away his punches, washed his hands in the back room and ran over to eat buns.

"None of you brats has ever taken the initiative. What's wrong with you today? The sun is coming out from the west?"

Uncle Jiu teased Han Feng while eating the buns.

Han Feng simply pretended to be stupid and did not answer, and changed the subject, "Huh? Wencai won't come out to eat steamed buns today?"

"Go and call him. He must be still asleep. I don't know how long he was crazy last night before he came back."

Uncle Jiu muttered in dissatisfaction.

Han Feng had already walked to Wencai's door and knocked a few times, shouting, "If you don't come out again, the delicious meat buns will be eaten up by the master!"

Nothing happened inside.

Han Feng leaned on the door and listened, no!Not even snoring.

Snapped!Pushing the door open, the quilts on the bed were folded, and there was no one in the room.

"Master, Wencai has started to stay out at night! When he comes back, you have to teach that kid a lesson!"

Uncle Jiu raised his head, his face stunned, "Didn't you come back?"

Han Feng nodded, thought for a while and opened his mouth wide in shock, "Could it be that Miss Nianying stayed at home only last night when she left a message? Is it developing so fast?"

"Hey! Master, you are going to have a grandson soon!"

Uncle Jiu said unhappily, "If he really strives so hard, I won't have to worry about him for so many years!"

No matter what Uncle Jiu thinks about it, the lady who reads English won't pay attention to Wencai.

If you want looks, you don't have looks, if you want strength, you don't have strength, but making money is still active.

But Miss Nianying is so juicy, what kind of good man do you want, who will look at Wencai?

"That kid must have caused trouble for me outside!" Uncle Jiu put down his chopsticks, picked up a mandarin jacket from the clothes rack on the wall, put it on, and walked out the door.

Han Feng shook his head helplessly, "Master is really both a father and a mother. I'm so old. You can let him go outside. Can he still suffer? Not bad!"

Han Feng had just finished complaining, and Uncle Jiu had just walked out of the yard when Qiu Sheng rushed in.

Panting heavily, he stepped forward and grabbed Uncle Jiu's arm, "Master is not good!"

"What happened! Tell me!"

"Is it a literary talent?"

Uncle Jiu suddenly became anxious.

Han Feng also ran out from the hall, and saw that Qiu Sheng's whole body was torn to pieces by something, his face was pitch black.

Something must have happened!

"Go out and have a look! There are more than a dozen zombies outside who don't know where, and they are chasing Wen Cai to kill him!"

Qiu Sheng was out of breath, so he ran back to the house and drank a few mouthfuls. At this time, Han Feng and Uncle Jiu had already chased him out.

All right, how come there are zombies at the door of the house!

Just as Uncle Jiu and Han Feng walked out of the door, they looked around. Sure enough, in an open space to the east, they saw a few shadows running wildly chasing after each other.

Needless to say, it must be Wen Cai and those dozen or so zombies.

"Ah—Master! Master, help!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu finally appear at the gate of Yizhuang, Wen Cai shouted quickly, and the zombies behind him waved their claws and rushed towards him one after another.

I saw that Wencai wanted to run in the direction of home every time, but was stopped by the other party every time.

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I don't know if it was because he was running out of energy, or when he saw Uncle Jiu, Han Feng and others appear, his tense nerves relaxed, and Wencai ran a few steps and was tripped by a hole in the ground.

The ferocious zombie immediately jumped behind him, tilted his head and opened his mouth wide, opening his mouth to bite Wen Cai's neck.

At the critical moment, a mahogany sword sent the zombie flying.

Seeing this, the rest of the zombies immediately besieged them.

The mahogany sword spun around in the air and landed on Uncle Jiu's palm again. Han Feng helped Wen Cai who had fallen down. Uncle Jiu stood in front of the two of them and shouted sharply, "Go back with Wen Cai, leave it to me here!"

Han Feng was not too polite, it was more than enough to deal with a dozen or so zombies.

What's more, these zombies are good corpses at first glance, but somehow they have been aroused to viciousness, and all of them can be suppressed as long as they are lured with spells.

Han Feng put Wen Cai, who had already collapsed all over his body, on his shoulders, and Qiu Sheng, who was rushing towards him, hurried forward to help him, and they dragged Wen Cai back together.

In the hall, Wen Cai lay down on the table to rest for a while, and then he lost his breath. With his dirty hands, he grabbed a cold steamed stuffed bun and took a bite.

Han Feng wanted to ask a few questions, but seeing Wen Cai's weak look just gave up.

Looking at Qiusheng, "What the hell is going on with Qiusheng?"

"I don't know. I walked to Yizhuang after I came out of my aunt's house. When I was about to arrive, I saw Wencai being chased by zombies. I hurried forward to help, but I was besieged by zombies. I finally took the opportunity to escape. I ran quickly Come back and ask for your help, you know what will happen next."

"So, those zombies came after Wen Cai?" Han Feng looked at Wen Cai.

That guy was still eating the steamed buns that had been cold for a long time.

Qiu Sheng snatched the steamed stuffed bun from Wen Cai's hand, "Oh, don't eat it! Tell me what's going on!"

Wen Cai's face was pale, and he stared straight at the void in front of him, looking expressionless.

He said dully, "Zombies! All zombies! There are more than 100 zombies! It's scary!"

All zombies?

More than 100 zombies?
Qiu Sheng frowned, "I'm afraid this guy was scared stupid by those zombies just now!"

Qiusheng didn't take it seriously, but Han Feng felt that something was wrong. He hurriedly stood up and shouted at Qiusheng, "Quick! Check him for any trauma!"

Han Feng: "Wen Cai didn't come home last night, something must have happened!"

Qiu Sheng: "What? Didn't come home overnight?! Good guy..."

The two picked up Wencai's clothes, and they were startled if they didn't look at it.

Wencai's body was covered with dense blood marks.

At first glance, it was scratched by the sharp nails of the zombies.

call!
Qiu Sheng gasped.

Han Feng hurried to find the medicine box for bandaging the wound, and sprinkled yellow phosphorus powder on the blood marks.

Wen Cai screamed in pain.

Qiu Sheng scolded, "Hold on! Now that you know it hurts, why haven't I seen you yelling at me when I was having fun at night!"

"Okay, brother, what time is it, don't talk about him." Han Feng looked at the blood marks on Wen Cai's body in shock.

Uncle Jiu subdued the zombie and walked in from the outside.

He was also taken aback by the nail marks on Wen Cai's body.

The current appearance of this product, if one word is used to describe it, it would be 'wrecked'.

Except for the old face that was not scratched, there were blood marks from the neck down to the ankles.

"Master, Wencai just said that there are a hundred zombies, but he is not conscious now, would you like to ask?"

After Han Feng finished speaking, Uncle Jiu waved his hand to signal Han Feng and Qiusheng to step back.

Uncle Jiu punched the air with his fingers, and finally slapped Wen Cai's head. Wen Cai's body shook suddenly, and then he saw Uncle Jiu clearly in front of him.

Han Feng was shocked: My good fellow, is this considered to be waking up?Then what happened to the steamed stuffed bun just now? ? ?

I really can't forget to eat until I die!