Doomsday repayment duck

Kexin consciously took the hat from the little dill leaf, put on her sunglasses, and asked Qiao Yanyu in a low voice, "Shall I open the door?"

Qiao Yanyu hesitated for a moment: "Wait for a while."

The person outside knocked on the door for a while, but no one opened it, and shouted in an old voice: "Xiao Meng, I am Uncle Zhang who grows vegetables on the fifth floor. Are you home?"

"It's Uncle Zhang, I'll open the door."

With a bright smile on his face, Qiao Meng stood up from his chair.

Qiao Yanyu frowned slightly: "Sister, did he knock on the door before?"

Qiao Meng patted Qiao Yanyu's shoulder to dispel her worries: "Sometimes I come to deliver food, and Uncle Zhang and I are familiar with each other, so it's fine."

Qiao Yanyu had no choice but to nod her head, and followed Qiao Meng towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, Uncle Zhang's simple, honest and wrinkled face was revealed. His complexion was blue and yellow, and his face and nose were a little red, as if he was frozen on the way here.

"Xiao Meng, the cabbage I planted is ripe, do you want to change it?" Uncle Zhang smiled kindly.

Qiao Meng thought for a while. Although he had cabbage in his family now, Uncle Zhang's family was indeed in a difficult situation. There were only two people in the family, and his wife often fell ill, and he didn't have much food to carry.

"Hey, there's no food at home. I'll go back to the house to get pancakes. It's cold today and I haven't had time to make more."

"It's okay, you go get the vegetables with me first, the vegetables are all picked, and they are waiting for you to get them."

"Then I'll take off my apron and go." Chomon was busy cooking in the morning and forgot to take off his apron.

"Xiao Yan, help me untie the strap on the back of my clothes, I'll go to Uncle Zhang's house."

Qiao Yanyu took a step forward and helped Qiao Meng untie the bow tied on his apron.

Uncle Zhang saw Qiao Yanyu stunned for a moment, then looked at Kexin who was squeezed beside her, raised the corners of his lips and smiled: "Your sister is back, your house hasn't been this lively for a long time."

Qiao Meng smiled brighter: "Yeah, I came here yesterday. This silly girl came from Lanqin City. The long journey is too hard."

"It's good to be back, make more food for my sister, I must have suffered a lot along the way."

"Okay, then I'll go get the food with you, and I'll make another good meal for my sister at noon."

Qiao Meng hung his clothes on the hanger beside him, and followed Uncle Zhang downstairs with a smile.

Uncle Zhang helped with the doorknob by the way. A piece of gauze was tied on his right wrist. Because of this action, a corner of the white gauze on his hand was exposed from the cuff.

A reddish-brown scratch looked particularly noticeable on the aged skin.

Kexin also smelled a strange smell from Uncle Zhang, and quietly pinched the corner of Qiao Yanyu's clothes behind her and tugged twice.

Qiao Yanyu nodded, and said calmly: "Sister, let me go with you."

Kexin is like a humanoid pendant, sticking to Qiao Yanyu's body: "I want Kexin too!"

Uncle Zhang's face became a little flustered, he waved his hand, and said casually, "It's just a few steps away."

Qiao Meng also thought about the distance of a few steps, there was no need for Qiao Yanyu to take a trip, he waved his hands and said, "It's cold, you and Kexin are staying at home, your hands are already cold, and when the cold wind blows, don't get frostbite .”

Qiao Yanyu's heart tightened for a moment, she went up to hold Qiao Meng's arm, and said in a gentle voice, "I've been treated like a canary by you, I went out to do some activities, Uncle Zhang's house planted fresh vegetables, so I can breathe fresh air."

"Okay, let's go together then." Qiao Meng smiled and patted Qiao Yanyu's shoulder.

Ke Xin was about to say that Ke Xin wanted it too, but Qiao Yanyu stopped her, and said with her eyes: "Go and see if Tutu and Xiaoluo are done fighting, and wait at home for a while, we'll be back after getting the food."

She wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Uncle Zhang's gourd. If there were too many people, he would be really hard to guard against when he attacked Qiao Meng next time when she and Ke Xin were not around.

Kexin listened obediently, and went back to play with Bald.

Uncle Zhang also heaved a sigh of relief, Qiao Yanyu was gentle and had a languid voice, she didn't seem to have any lethality, but Kexin was wearing sunglasses and her aura was a bit strong, which really made him a little flustered.

Go down the stairs, turn left and you will arrive at Uncle Zhang's house.

As soon as the door was opened, a strong and pungent fragrance wafted out first.

"Uncle Zhang, what's the smell in your room?" Qiao Meng asked, fanning the strange smell coming from the tip of his nose.

"There were mosquitoes in the house two days ago, so I smoked them with mosquito coils." Uncle Zhang turned around and poured water for the two of them, "It's cold, I put the vegetables in the back room, you can go and get them, I'll pour you glasses water."

"There's no need to pour water, let's get the food and leave."

Qiao Meng didn't take it seriously, he just walked over to open the door to get food, Qiao Yanyu's heart was immediately cordoned off to the highest point, in this kind of weather, using mosquito coils to fumigate mosquitoes is not effective at all, at Uncle Zhang's age, it's impossible not to know this common sense.

The pungent smell of mosquito coils is likely to mask another, more pungent smell.

Qiao Yanyu was puzzled, walked in front of Qiao Meng, and first listened to the movement in the room.

The room was quiet, and there was nothing unusual.

"Little Yan?" Qiao Meng looked at Qiao Yanyu in puzzlement.

Qiao Yanyu pursed the corners of her lips, and turned the old doorknob.

There was a creaking sound from the doorknob, mixed with a hoarse corpse roar, a pair of blue-black sharp claws suddenly struck from the crack in the door!

"Zombie!"

Chomon turned pale with shock!

Qiao Yanyu yanked back the finger holding the doorknob tightly, and the zombie's arm was immediately stuck in the crack of the door, making a painful and angry zombie roar.

Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed Uncle Zhang who raised a kitchen knife and was slashing towards them. Qiao Yanyu pulled Qiao Meng to dodge to the side, and shouted: "Sister, be careful behind you!"

The kitchen knife swung along the end of her hair, and a few strands of long hair fell to the ground, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Qiao Meng's back.

Qiao Yanyu's eyes flashed fiercely, and she kicked diagonally with one leg, knocking off the kitchen knife in Uncle Zhang's hand, and took another step forward, kicking Uncle Zhang to the ground.

Her hand quickly picked up the kitchen knife and pressed it against Uncle Zhang's neck.

After all, Uncle Zhang was getting old. After he fell hard on the ground, he couldn't get up no matter what, and there was only a muffled groan in pain.

The zombie caught in the crack of the door before heard Uncle Zhang's painful voice, and it seemed to be sensitive, and it broke free from the crack of the door agitatedly, ignoring Qiao Meng who was blocking it in front of him, stretched its sharp claws, and moved towards Qiao Yanyu rushed in the direction.

In order to protect his sister, Qiao Meng raised the only wooden stool nearby and threw it at the zombie's head.

She was taller, and the zombie was half shorter than her, with a slightly hunched back, and the wooden stool was just stuck on the zombie's head.

She grabbed hold of the zombie's hind leg with both hands, and pulled it back forcefully. The zombie fell to the ground at once. Qiao Meng pressed half of his body on the zombie's back, stepped on the zombie's arm with both feet, and at the same time Hold down the stool with your hands, and firmly restrain the gnawing fangs of the zombies.

This is an old zombie. Although its body becomes ossified and its ability becomes stronger after zombification, it is still not as aggressive as a young zombie. Moreover, it has never eaten flesh and blood since it evolved into a zombie, so the zombie's ability is still only biting. In fact, no other abilities have evolved.

Even ordinary people like Jomond can easily subdue it.

Qiao Yanyu threw the kitchen knife in his hand to Qiao Meng, and replaced it with a commonly used dagger, suppressed Uncle Zhang, and said coldly: "Sister, use the kitchen knife to cut off the zombie's two arms first!"

The nails of zombies also contain zombie viruses. Ordinary people are very likely to be infected with zombie viruses once they are scratched. However, supernatural beings have developed antibodies against zombie viruses during evolution.

Qiao Meng was stunned, and understood his sister's intention: "Okay!"

She picked up the kitchen knife, and just about to do it, Uncle Zhang cried out, "That's my wife, don't chop her, chop me if you want to chop!"

Qiao Meng hesitated for a moment, and looked at the struggling zombie below him. He had the same gray hair as Uncle Zhang. Although his face was ferocious, he could vaguely recognize the shadow of Aunt Zhang before. She was dressed in the same clothes that Aunt Zhang often wore. That peony-colored silk scarf is also Aunt Zhang's favorite to wear.

Qiao Meng remembered that when she went to Uncle Zhang's house a few times before, Aunt Zhang would lie on the bed and rest. At that time, she only thought that Aunt Zhang was in poor health, but she turned into a zombie.

Qiao Yanyu really stabbed Uncle Zhang in the back without hesitation, the blade penetrated into the flesh and blood, and a blooming blood flower appeared.

Qiao Meng would be soft-hearted, but she would not be soft-hearted at all.

If she hadn't come with her sister today, she might have been killed by Uncle Zhang just like this.

Maybe my sister was killed by Uncle Zhang in her previous life, and her wife turned into a zombie. She couldn't find suitable flesh and blood to feed her, so she wanted to kill her sister.

There are zombies inside the house, and Uncle Zhang holding a kitchen knife outside the house. Any woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, as long as she enters this door, it is equivalent to stepping on the gate of hell with half her foot.

People are sometimes more vicious and terrifying than zombies!

Because of Qiao Yanyu's bloodletting action, Uncle Zhang's complexion was pale with pain, tears of remorse kept pouring down his face.

"Don't worry, neither you nor your wife will survive today!" Qiao Yanyu has no mercy for the enemy, after all, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to oneself.

Qiao Meng had never experienced this before. When she first saw the fierceness in her younger sister's eyes, she was taken aback and couldn't hold the kitchen knife steadily in her hand.

After all, it was a neighbor who had been with him for a while, and she felt a little bit helpless for a while, seeing Uncle Zhang regretting and crying, she felt a little pity.

Qiao Meng shouted, "Little Yan."

"Think about how Uncle Zhang aimed at you with a knife." Qiao Yanyu pursed her lips, and the line of her jaw was tense and condensed into a cold arc. If you don't kill her, she will kill you, sister!"

The cold light of the blade seems to have quenched into the depths of Qiao Yanyu's eyes, making her want to have an inhuman indifference in her always warm tea-brown eyes.

This kind of indifference and coldness seemed to be soaked in the bones, more piercing than ice and snow.

The cool wind outside was blowing straight in through the window, and with a little bit of rain, Qiao Meng's clothes that had been soaked in cold sweat became even colder, and his sister was more ruthless than she realized.

"Don't kill her, she's still human, I beg you Xiaomeng, Uncle Zhang knows it's wrong." Uncle Zhang begged bitterly.

Because of Qiao Meng's momentary stupefaction, the zombie under him had the opportunity to resist. The zombie suddenly broke free from the restraint under Qiao Meng's feet, and rushed towards Qiao Meng.

Qiao Yanyu clenched her fists, kicked Uncle Zhang flying under her feet, and with a wave of her hand, inserted the sharp dagger into the zombie's forehead, directly smashing the zombie's brain tissue.

The zombie lost its energy source and immediately fell to the ground.

Seeing his wife's death, Uncle Zhang scratched the ground with his fingers and broke down crying loudly.

He crawled towards Qiao Meng, kowtowed non-stop, "Your sister killed my wife, and I won't live anymore, Xiao Meng, uncle is dead now, I apologize to you!"

Jomont's mind went blank, she looked at her sister and didn't know how to deal with it.

Compared with the enemy's provocation, distrust from relatives is more chilling. Qiao Yanyu frowned slightly, trying to ignore the cold blood in her heart.

She grabbed Uncle Zhang's clothes, threw him away like trash, and said expressionlessly: "You have been scratched by a zombie, and you are not far away from becoming a zombie. Suicide now is just a moment of early death." .”

Uncle Zhang immediately stepped forward, grabbed the kitchen knife on the ground, and wiped it on his neck.

Before Qiao Meng could stop him, Uncle Zhang had already fallen to the ground: "Uncle Zhang..."

Qiao Meng watched Uncle Zhang lose his life with his own eyes, and turned to look at Qiao Yanyu, but there was more fear in his eyes.

The light in Qiao Yanyu's eyes gradually faded, and she left Uncle Zhang's house without saying a word.

Her footsteps seemed to be filled with lead, heavier and slower than usual, walking down step by step, as if she was constantly sinking into the abyss.

I had to stop until I reached the lower level flooded by stagnant water.

She sat alone on the long steps, looking up at the waterfall-like rain curtain in front of her, feeling more confused than ever before.