zombie land

AD 3000, late spring.

Deep in the mountains, the thousand-year-old trees surround the lush small villages, which are full of vitality in the early morning of late spring.Yinluo Town, a village hidden in the deep mountains, has a population of several hundred. Undoubtedly, such a population is extremely rare after the empire became a 'land of zombies'.

The playful children are all dressed in gray linen clothes with patches, playing with thin branches in their hands, and their faces are full of ignorant smiles.

Licutus is the silent one among this group of children, with a faint melancholy temperament, porcelain-like skin that is rare among boys, and short brown hair with rough curls at the end, which can be called delicate His facial features gave him an aura that was different from others even though he was only wearing a ragged linen shirt.Such a person, even if he is a child, is welcome even if he is silent, it is an attractive aura.

"Class is over, class is over." The hoarse voice was accompanied by the thud of thick tree trunks knocking on the broken face.The children's day's lessons are about to start again.

The so-called courses are simply teaching a few words, and occasionally there are long chapters.But there is no doubt that this kind of cultural teaching only takes a short time in a day, and most of the time, the children's lessons are fighting.

The teacher who taught the cultural class was an old man who was nearly seventy years old. His hair was bald on the top of his head, but his snow-white beard was very lush, half a meter long. It seemed to be for the convenience of daily life. It was tied with a thin rattan rope.

Ten-year-old children are the best time to move, because adults despise cultural lessons, so naturally few people will listen carefully, they just put on a posture, but they don't stop talking.

The old man named Bliss had an old voice and slowed down his movements. He was holding a yellowed scroll in his hand and was reading as usual.As for the children below who are still playing around, he always adopts an indifferent attitude, or in other words, he is simply unable to manage them.The pair of muddy eyes looked at the yellowed scroll, and the old voice narrated with pauses from time to time.For Bliss, as the only person in this village who understands the civilization of the empire, he only needs to teach someone what he knows and pass it on before he dies, and then his mission is complete...

In the eyes of Bliss, the quiet and intelligent Licartes is undoubtedly the best candidate.Perhaps it is really because of his noble blood, he is different from the children around him in every gesture.Thinking of this, Bliss couldn't help laughing at himself secretly. After living this age, the empire has perished for nearly a thousand years. Even if there is a so-called noble blood, it has already been defiled by the poor.What's more, filth and purity, in this world, have long been indistinguishable.

Licutus held a book made of birch bark in his hand. The words on it were carved with a small blade, which was not detailed, and even several places were blurred.But even so, Licates still cherishes these few thin pages of bark.He likes reading, and he likes the glory of Bliss when the empire was prosperous. It may be the vanity of human beings. After all, they are small at this time, just like those pheasants in the mountains, they will be discovered at any time, and then they will become human beings. The same is true for them, and if they are found, they will also become the food of those zombies.Resistance is also useless, as Bliss said, they are just no longer at the top of the food chain...

"Okay, get out of class is over!" Bliss's words were in the middle, and some children had already rushed out of the simple school made of wood.Bliss shook his head helplessly, but he also understood that under such circumstances, when he could become another tribe's meal at any time, then knowledge is really not important... When he bowed his head, it didn't count The big Licates stood in front of him, looking up at him, his brown eyes were clear with determination, Bliss regretted that if this child was in the empire, he might be someone who could make a difference...

"Licutus, I have something to do tonight, and the evening class has been cancelled." Bliss said lightly, looking at the child's obviously disappointed eyes, he couldn't bear it in his heart.

Every night after fighting training, Licates would come to Bliss's home to study, and he would listen to Bliss tell the story of the empire, the prosperity of the empire, and the glory of the nobility.The cover-up indoctrination may be what makes Licates different from other children, because he has noble blood, even thousands of years ago.

Licutus walked out of the wooden house with his head down. He had a strong yearning for the empire and a different worship from others.Because he is an aristocrat, he is proud of it.He once heard his father say that his ancestors were well-known nobles in the empire. They didn't need to participate in the battle against zombies, but they joined the army without hesitation. In order to save the poor implicated by the war, they left the battlefield and came to this mountain. Luo Town.That is why, for generations, the men of Licates have been the chiefs of the village.

When night falls, the entire Yinluo Town is plunged into darkness. It's not that there is no lighting equipment, but even the slightest light of fire in the night may attract hungry zombies.

In the darkness, Licutus opened his eyes and pulled the quilt to his chin. He had already adapted to the dark nights for so many years.But tonight, something seemed to happen, and he always felt a little uneasy, maybe because he didn't hear Bliss' lecture!Likatus thought so, and looked at the narrow window, and the light of moonlight and stars came in through the window.

"Ah!~" A sharp scream cut through the silent village road, startling the already silent birds and beasts around to scream.Licutus, who was already in a trance, opened his eyes with a shudder, and looked around anxiously.

"Lies, Liss." This was Licatus' nickname, and Licatus' mother rushed into the house and called out anxiously.

"Mom!" Licutus responded, and something seemed to come from the narrow window in his ear, like the scream of a beast, but it was not real.

"Ah, help!~" There was another scream, and Liscat was terrified.

"Mom, why...?"

"Come with me, Liss, come with me, quick." Without waiting for Likatus to ask, the mother just took her hand and kept going out of the room.

Feeling something unusual vaguely, Likates held his mother's hand, "Where's Dad? Mom, is it... is it, the zombies... are coming?" The slightly trembling voice could tell Likatus' fear.

"Don't be afraid, Liscat, don't be afraid, your father has already gone out, the child who will pass everything." The mother comforted Liscat, and hurried forward, walking very smoothly in the dark because of familiarity .

Every household in Yinluo Village has an underground wine cellar, which is a tradition left by the ancestors.On weekdays, some self-brewed fruit wine, rice wine, dried meat and dried meat are placed, but its most important function is still to hide.

"Go down, Licartus, stay inside and don't make a sound. Mommy and Daddy will be back soon, my darling, don't worry." When closing the board over the wine cellar, Licartus' mother Said so with tears.

Licutus nodded, watching the originally faint light completely disappear after the wooden board was closed, and in the wine cellar, he was completely blind to his fingers, making him wrap his arms around his body tightly.It’s going to be okay, it’s going to be okay, just like what my mother said, everything will pass, constantly comforting myself, my widened eyes tried to identify things in the dark, but it just made my eyes full of tears Just a quick slide.He is a boy, so he shouldn't shed tears, but even so, he is still afraid, which is innate, the weak person's fear of the powerful hunter.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came from the wooden board above his head, and Likatus was overjoyed. Did Mom and Dad come back?

"Ah!!~" A female voice screamed in pain, which made Likatus, who was struggling to climb up, stop. Although the voice was short, Likatus was stunned at once——Mom!Yes, it's mother's voice, what happened?

"Ah! ~Let her go, let go of Kylia!~" Then his father's voice rushed into Licutus' eardrums with a howl like a beast.

Licutus, whose hands were already on the edge of the board, was terrified. He could even hear his own heartbeat. Linen shirt.Take a look, take a look, what happened to Mom and Dad?But the trembling hands couldn't push the originally light wooden board...

Murray kicked the dead man on the ground, and then seemed to suddenly think of something, and immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "I'm sorry, leader, I forgot your plan for a while. I'm already dead..."

"Amit, Amit!~Woo..." Hearing Murray's words, Kylia spat out a mouthful of blood, leaning against the wooden wall behind her in despair, her face full of tears.

The expressionless zombie leader in the blood-red robe seemed to have not heard Murray's apology at all, but squinted at the loose plank on the ground with his eyes squinting.

"No, don't!" Amidst the woman's scream, the blood-red zombie stooped to lift the board, and then picked up the frightened and absent-minded child.

"Scary, I didn't expect that there is another kid!" The zombie who was kneeling had already stood up, looking at Licutus with his bald head, "It looks delicious!~"

Staring at the zombie in surprise, Licutus' pupils shrank suddenly. No one had ever told him that zombies could talk. Except for the slightly terrifying appearance, the zombie in front of him was completely different from the walking dead he had imagined. .

"You...can talk?" The trembling voice came out, but the question came out of the mouth.Zombies are ferocious, and they are like beasts without humanity.This was what Bliss told him, and he believed it, but at this moment...the zombie even had a smile on his face.Such a contrast made Licutus, who was being carried, completely forget his situation.

Murray also looked surprised, the blood-red meridian on the right cheek showed a strange color in the fire light behind him, "Boss, did you hear that? This is the first time I've heard a human say to me, 'Ah! ''Help'' and 'don't' say something unexpected." Saying so, he looked at Licutus with interest.

The zombie known as the leader, because of his extremely tall stature, tilted his head slightly at this moment and looked at the child in his hands. The child seemed to be aware of his existence at this moment, and the brown pupils shrank again. The obvious fear made people accustomed to seeing him With such a dull look, he raised his hand and threw Licates into Murry's hands.

"Lies, my child... Liss!" Licutus' mother was already dying, and seeing her child fall into the hands of the zombies, she called out with blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth.

Only then did Licutus realize the existence of his mother, "Mom...Dad!! Dad!!!" Looking around, in the room lit by the fire, his father had already fallen to the ground, and the huge blood hole in his chest proved that there was no possibility of survival ... Mother was thrown in a corner of the room, and she was seriously injured.

"Let go, let me go." Undoubtedly, no matter how calm and self-possessed a child is, facing the death of his parents at this time, it is impossible to remain indifferent.Struggling desperately in Murry's arms, but that embrace was like a cage, no matter whether it was kicking, hitting or biting, it was completely indifferent.

"The hunting is over, let them all stop." Frowning slightly, the leader seemed to be impatient with Licates' noise, left a word and walked out of the room first...

"What are they... what are they going to do? Let go of Mom, Dad!~" Likatus asked as he watched the slow-moving zombies put their father and mother on their shoulders, and patted Murri's face anxiously.

Murray smiled grimly, and said, "As a prey, what do you think you can do?" Then he turned Likatus' hand behind his back.The training in the village seems so weak at this time...

Just one sentence made Likatus completely weak, and his hands no longer struggled.Yes, they will be eaten, or turned into unconscious zombies, no, he does not want to become a zombie, he would rather die than insult the noble blood in him...

He was carried out of the house, and Licutus couldn't open his eyes due to the flames all over the sky. The flames were bright red and strange. Outside the flames, men, women, and children were all held by zombies on their shoulders.Screams, slaps, and abuse eventually turned into crying.The bright red blood on the ground was still flowing, as if it was still smoldering.The bright red pieces of meat fell scattered in this originally peaceful village with the shattered bones in between... The crackling sound of burning houses, and the strong smell of meat... Licutus held back the tears that fell again, He turned his head to the side, not daring to look down, nor dare to think down...Looking desperately at this former home that is about to disappear...

After a long time, Licates looked back at himself at that time, maybe that was his last moment as a real human being...

The author has something to say: It is said that the last chapter is like an outline, please bear with me...