The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

290 Chapter 5
Mo Ye and his party were not as miserable as Si Ru thought.Driving at night, heh, everyone knows that it is very dangerous.

In the evening, they found a place to rest, which was a small rural yard near the road, and they drove the car directly into the yard.

I checked it carefully to make sure there was nothing wrong before moving the things in.

Of course, all the materials and so on are still in the car, and the only things that are moved down are the things that will be used for the night.

Someone had obviously visited this yard before, and the things in the house had been turned over in a mess. In the main room, there was still a burnt fire.

But it doesn't matter, it would be nice to have a place to live at this time.

It's been a year since the end of the world, and everyone is used to the harsh living environment.Survival is the kingly way, and the rest can be settled.

After supper and a vigil arranged, the others went to rest.

In the middle of the night, it started snowing, without any precautions, the key is that the snow is not ordinary.

"Light a fire, and everyone is not allowed to go out."

Mo Ye looked at the snowflakes falling outside, and soon, a thin layer was laid on the ground, glowing with an undetectable blue light.

"Yes."

They are all people who have managed to survive in the apocalyptic world. After seeing too much of such impermanent weather, they have long since become numb.

I also summed up some rules, such as not getting wet in the rain, not letting snowflakes fall on my body, nothing at all.Oh, maybe it will become a zombie.

Soon, a fire was lit in the house, the door was closed, and everyone sat around, but it was still cold and shivering.

All the clothes and quilts that could be used in the closet have been used, heh, in fact, there are not many at all. The yard has been raided before, and all the useful ones have been taken away.

In the last days, matter is everything.

Yun Feishuang frowned tightly and sat quietly by the fire. The heat rushed to her face, but her lips were purple from the cold.

She lowered her head, her long hair hanging down, covering the redness and swelling on her left cheek, as well as the mark from the iron rod.

"Drink some hot water."

Mo Ye handed the steaming cup in front of her, "Warm your body."

Yun Feishuang pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and tried his best not to let himself tremble.But it was too cold, and her hands were as stiff as eagle claws.

Mo Ye frowned, and as soon as he held her hand, he felt a biting cold in an instant, and subconsciously wanted to throw the hand he was holding out.

"Why is it so cold?"

He put the hot cup into Yun Feishuang's hand, added some firewood to the fire, and sat next to it, looking at the burning fire. He really wanted to jump in to get rid of the coldness on his body.

"fine."

Yun Feishuang put the cup to his mouth, took a sip, and said lightly.

Mo Ye glanced at her light black leather jacket and leather pants, and leather boots, sighed, unbuttoned his military coat, and hugged her domineeringly.

"Don't move unless you want to freeze to death."

Just as Yun Feishuang was about to struggle, she heard a deep and deep voice beside her ear. She paused, lowered her eyes, and gave up struggling.

As he said, if he couldn't find a way to keep warm, he would really freeze to death.

After the end of the world, the weather is capricious, and most people will choose to wear thicker clothes, at worst, just take them off when it gets hot.

Yun Feishuang is different.

She has always been dressed in black leather, coupled with her cold expression and beautiful face, there is a feeling of ice and fire colliding.

It's an ice-type power user, of course he is not afraid of the cold, well, he is not afraid of the heat either.

But I have never encountered a temperature like today. If you had a thermometer, I'm afraid it would have exceeded the lower limit.

Yun Feishuang lay quietly on Mo Ye's chest, and the two of them were pressed tightly together without a single gap.She lowered her eyes, and still can't figure out how she was already dead, ah, she was blown to pieces by her companions from behind, how she opened her eyes again, and came to another world.

The world is still not beautiful, zombies are rampant, people are sinister, and survival is seriously threatened.But at least, it can appear in the sun openly.

The law of the jungle preys on the strong, and strength is the most respected. No one cares whether she used to be a person who lived in the dark night.

The heavy snow lasted all night, and it didn't stop until dawn. Looking around, there was a piece of white snow everywhere.

Because of Mo Ye's timely reminder, no one became a zombie, but many died.

Frozen to death.

The survivors rescued along the way all died, even the army and the team of supernatural beings were not spared. Fortunately, they were all ordinary people. Even if they died, they didn't feel bad. Well, they could save some food.

Dead people are useless.

Those who survived still wanted to live, so they cut off all the clothes on the frozen dead body and wrapped them tremblingly.Oh, of course it's not fear, it's just that it's too cold and I can't control my shivering.

Although the snow stopped temporarily, it was still impossible to walk, the road was full of snow.

Mo Ye's thin lips, which were white from the cold, were tightly pressed. In just one night, most of the tires of the car were covered by snow. Judging from this, they must stay here for at least two days.

When Siru woke up, her hands and feet were cold, but she was still alive.

He touched the little girl who was sleeping next to her, um, she was warm, not dead.

Oh, I really don't want to remember.But it's time to boil water to make milk powder.

Siru sighed, lifted the quilt, quickly took out clothes and pants from the closet and put them on, no matter whether they fit or not, it was so f*ckingly cold, wishing to freeze into a popsicle, maybe it would be warmer.

Resigned to his fate, he boiled the water, but there was no way, the one that was boiled last night and put in the thermos was already completely cold.

After breastfeeding, changing her diaper, wrapping her up again and stuffing her into a quilt, Siru went to the window, opened the curtains, and saw snowmen standing in the alley, motionless, as if they were frozen up.

But Siru knew that they were just accepting an upgrade. After this time, all the zombies would be much stronger, and it would be even more difficult to deal with them.

Taking advantage of the fact that the zombies were still and turned into wooden figures, Siru was fully armed and went out with a big luggage bag.

The first snow is poisonous, and the next snow is normal.

She didn't go far, after all, the little girl was still there,

There was nothing she could do. If she took it out, it would not affect her work, and she might freeze to death.

Zhuzhu is still too young. Such a small baby has no immunity at all. It will be very troublesome to get even a little sick. In the last days, there is no doctor. Hehe, even if you are lucky enough to have a doctor, what about the medicine?

Siru grabbed her bag and ran wildly in the snow. On the empty streets, there were snowman zombies everywhere. She had no time to take care of it. She pursed her lips, cuties, I will love you when my sister is free.

After 10 minutes, Siru finally found a quite large shopping mall with four floors.

The door of the shopping mall was wide open, and the outside was full of zombies, only a rough human figure could be seen from the snow.

Looking in from the door, well, the floor is very dirty, with black stains, black mummies, and broken limbs, some of which have turned into white bones, which is enough to show how miserable this place used to be.

Siru stood at the door, looked left and right, picked up a dusty machete on the ground, and walked in slowly.

(End of this chapter)