Don’t panic when the apocalypse comes, stock up on food first and then guns

Feng Gui stared at Jiang You's shoulder in horror.

A finger was slowly climbing up her shoulder, and as the finger moved upward, a palm was revealed.

If Feng Gui had just seen a hand, he wouldn't be so scared.

But the problem is, he only saw one hand!

What is more terrifying than seeing a person is seeing half a person!

The hand was broken at the wrist, with a very neat cut, looking like it had been chopped off by some sharp weapon.

The most important thing is that this broken palm is actually... moving!

"No... not a human... it's... it's..." Feng Gui's teeth were chattering, and his whole body seemed to be frozen in an instant. His limbs were out of control and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

When people are extremely frightened, they cannot scream.

For example, now, although he opened his mouth wide and wanted to scream subconsciously.

But no sound came out of his throat.

Although he was afraid when he saw the giant man-eating ants, he knew in his heart that this kind of ant beast could at least use physical attacks. As it was something he could understand, he was not so afraid.

But the severed hand in front of him, which was separated from the body and could still move, really broke Feng Gui's cognition. This... this is already in the category of supernatural!

Feng Gui took several deep breaths before he found his voice and spoke in a trembling voice.

"City Lord, please don't move. We seem to have encountered something dirty... Please don't move. I've heard people say that if you encounter something like this, you must not look back. Even if someone taps you on the shoulder, you must not look back!"

Feng Gui is now afraid that Jiang You is the kind of stubborn person who knows clearly what he should not do but insists on doing it.

But sometimes things are just like this, what you fear will come true!

While Feng Gui was speaking, Jiang You apparently also felt something strange in his shoulder.

He frowned slightly and was about to turn his head to look.

"do not want!"

Feng Gui shouted hurriedly, "Don't look back, don't look back!"

He was terrified, but Jiang You seemed to be deaf and didn't listen to any advice.

In his horrified eyes, Jiang You saw the thing climbing up his shoulder, then he reached out and grabbed it, directly pulling the severed palm off his shoulder.

No one knew where this severed palm came from, and all five fingers were covered in dirty mud.

Jiang You: "It's quite dirty."

Feng Gui: “…”

I'm not talking about this kind of dirty!

Before he could recover from his shock, he saw Jiang You casually take out a bottle of water from the backpack behind him.

She threw the severed palm on the ground, unscrewed a small hole in the bottle, and began to pour water.

"Wash yourself clean, or I'll roast you."

Feng Gui's pupils trembled violently as he watched the five fingers of the severed hand quickly and alternately move to the bottom of the water bottle and begin to scrub itself.

That's right, a palm is scrubbing itself.

The index finger and middle finger stood on the ground, and the remaining fingers carefully rubbed every finger gap.

After washing, Jiang You took out toilet paper and wiped it casually.

Then, he skillfully took out the hand cream, squeezed some on the palm of his hand, and started to massage the broken palm.

Looking at her smooth movements, it seemed as if she had done this many times.

Feng Gui: “…”

He had seen people polishing walnuts, bones, and beads, but it was the first time he knew that hands could also be polished.

The key point is that the broken palm looks quite enjoyable, with the five fingers hanging loosely like a limp starfish.

After a series of shocks, Feng Gui became strangely calm.

Carefully observing the limp broken palm in Jiang You's hand, he observed that it should be a girl's hand, the left hand.

Like a green onion, not too skinny, with some flesh, the feel should be good... Ugh... What are you thinking...

Feng Gui retracted his gaze and tried not to look at the strange hand.

My mind kept reminding myself not to look, but my eyes involuntarily looked in that direction.

Jiang You caught a glimpse of Feng Gui's cautious gaze and said, "If you want to see it, just look openly."

As he spoke, he tossed his wrist, and the severed palm flew in a parabola and fell directly into Feng Gui's arms.

His eyes suddenly widened, and he stared stiffly at the severed hand in his arms, "Lord City Lord... I... I don't really want to see it..."

“Don’t be afraid, this is not a ghost, it’s just a disobedient hand with its own ideas.

I guess this guy sneaked into my backpack last time I visited Chenjia Village."

Feng Gui was already very scared, and Jiang You's explanation not only failed to comfort him, but made him even more scared.

Whose hands have their own ideas!

This thing has no brains!

He really wanted to lower his head and ask: Hey, do you really have your own ideas? !

Seeing the old man's lips black with fear, and looking like he was about to die at any moment, Jiang You waved his hand, "Xiao He, come here."

Thanks to this left hand, she still remembered the name of the girl in Chenjia Village who always blushed.

Jiang You called out gently, and the left hand immediately jumped off Feng Gui's body, quickly returned to Jiang You, crawled into her palm, and continued to lie limp.

"Feng Gui, someone once told me that the world is very complicated and what we see is only a small part of it.

Now let me tell you this, in the apocalypse, zombies are just the most basic things.

There are many more bizarre things lurking in the dark.

Just like in times of peace and prosperity, what the lower-class people see are always what they are allowed to see.

What most people know are the most superficial things..."