"Hey, my injuries are healed, and there is nothing wrong with me!"

Galava only felt that his whole body was tingling, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant, his whole body was full of strength.

"Brother, you're okay, great, woo woo!"

Hima threw herself into Garava's arms and wept with joy.

"Xima, it's okay, it's okay, you and Ruqika and Surbi are waiting here, and my brother is going to take care of something. ”

Galava patted his sister's shoulder with a doting face, and a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Don't, let us go!"

"We were wrong, we don't dare anymore. ”

"Please, spare us!"

……

The five white men were frightened and scattered, enduring the pain and begging.

There was a look of hesitation on Galava's face, but then he thought of what Ding Ning said, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and he dragged the five white men out separately like a dead dog.

After a while, Galava walked back with a calm face, and Hima snuggled into his arms with some fear, and whispered, "Brother, you killed them?"

Ruqika and Surbi also looked at him in fear, but Galava shook his head with a smile and stroked Xima's long silky hair: "No, my brother is a soldier, how can he kill people indiscriminately, it's just that they have lost their conscience, I threw them out and left them to fend for themselves." ”

"Hmm!"

Seema breathed a sigh of relief and laughed happily.

Lu Qika's eyes flashed with little stars, and he said timidly: "Who is that Ding Ning?

"yes, how did he get the chamber to blow up?"

Surbi pouted: "I don't believe it's such a coincidence, all four guns just exploded." ”

Galava's face was full of fanaticism, and he reverently knelt on the ground: "He is a messenger sent by the Lord to walk the world, to save us suffering believers. ”

"How could the Messenger of the Lord be a Shenzhou man?"

Lu Qika said with some confusion.

"The Lord's messenger is ever-changing, and it doesn't matter which country it is, what matters is that the Lord has not forsaken us. ”

Xima's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon shape, and she reverently followed her brother to kneel on the ground.

"Cut, O foolish man, if he is a messenger sent by one of your lords to save the world, why don't you get rid of all the zombies?"

The lama, who had always been silent, couldn't listen anymore, and the lama on the left couldn't help but sarcastically, just kidding, isn't it a slap in the face to believe in the Lord in the lama's temple?

Galava turned his head to look at the lama, and said with a serious expression: "Believe it or not, there is not a single zombie outside now." ”

"What, brother, are you telling the truth?"

Hima asked in surprise, and the big eyes of Lu Qika and Su Erbi also flashed with joy.

"Of course, I don't need to tell lies, I deliberately threw those four villains far away, but I didn't see any zombies, so I think he is the messenger sent by the Lord to save us!"

Galava swore in exchange for the cheers of the three girls.

Even the old Tibetan couple looked happy, looked at each other and said happily, "Let's go out and have a look." ”

"Hmph, who knows when those zombies will come back? ”

The lama said with a very bad face.

"Even if the zombies will come back, it's good to take this opportunity to get more food. ”

The Tibetan couple did not pay attention to the lama's unhappy face and said excitedly.

"Yes, brother, this time we will go with you to find food, there is great strength in numbers, if we look for a little more, we can persist in waiting for rescue." ”

Xima and the two classmates said happily, it is safe to stay here, but it is like going to prison, and now that they finally have a chance to let go, it is no wonder that they are not happy. "Okay!"

Galava was worried that the zombies were just leaving temporarily like the previous two days, and maybe they would come back at any time, but looking at his sister's eager eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse, so he immediately nodded and agreed.

"Yay!"

The three girls jumped and jumped together in an excited hug, and finally went to find food with the Tibetan couple.

There were only two lamas left in the main hall guarding the little lama named Zhugu.

"Basan, when do you think Djugu will wake up? Are we in a hurry?"

The lama on the left looked at Zhugu, who was still asleep, and asked worriedly.

"There's no way, Zhu Gu is the reincarnation of a living Buddha, and only he can withstand the power of the relics, awaken the power as soon as possible, and lead us through this disaster, Langga, don't worry. ”

Basang sighed and comforted, but in fact, he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

"I hope so!"

Lang Ga glanced at Zhu Gu worriedly, but suddenly said in surprise: "Zhu Gu is about to wake up, I see his eyelashes move." ”

"Really, I'll see!"

Basang stepped forward ecstatically, and sure enough, Zhu Gu's eyelashes fluttered, and it seemed that he would always come at any time, and he immediately cried with joy: "Living Buddha bless, Living Buddha bless!"

"Poof!"

Basan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked down at a white bone claw on his chest that pierced his chest, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and he lost consciousness in front of him.

"Basan, what's wrong with you?"

Langa hadn't reacted yet, and was wondering why Basang suddenly stopped talking, but suddenly saw the pink carved little lama Zhugu's eyes glowing with colorful colors, only to feel a pain in his heart, a bone claw pierced his chest, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Zhu Gu stood up slowly, moved his neck, and the two white bone arms turned into white and tender human arms in a blink of an eye, looking at the door of the main hall with a faint gaze, and whispered: "I seem to smell the smell of the enemy, but my current strength has not fully recovered, so I can only let the zombie army dispatch." ”

The bodies of Basang and Langa suddenly stood up, their dead gray eyes open, and knelt in front of Djugu.

"Go ahead, lead the zombie army, and use all means to destroy that damn human!"

A colorful light flashed in Zhugu's eyes, falling on the eyes of Basang and Langga.

After a moment of confusion in the eyes of Basang and Langga, the dead gray color gradually faded and turned into the eyes of normal people.

The two of them knelt on the ground respectfully, and after bowing deeply to Zhugu, they stood up and walked out.

"My strength is still too weak, it's not safe here, I have to leave here and continue to look for relics to improve my strength. ”

Zhu Gu looked at the empty hall, and after muttering softly, his limbs suddenly twisted strangely into eight spider-like white bone long legs, walking like flying outwards, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

On the hillside of the army of zombies buried alive, Basang and Langa sang obscure ancient languages.

There was a slight tremor on the ground, and one by one pale and bloodless hands broke through the ground and stretched out, and there were countless at a glance.

"Booming ......"

The sound of dust rolling down became more and more urgent, faster and faster, and finally, the first gray-faced zombie came out of the ground, followed by the second, and then the third......

Except for the zombies who were shot out by the puppets, all the other zombies crawled out, lined up in a phalanx like an army being reviewed, densely packed with no end at a glance, Basang and Langga were dressed in red-clothed lama clothes, leading the mighty zombie army behind them to walk in the direction where Ding Ning left!

Ding Ning didn't know anything about it and was strolling around the land of Sikkim!

"What a beautiful mountain town!"

Looking at the beautiful Darjeeling in front of him, even if Ding Ning has seen too much scenery, he has to admit that this is the most beautiful mountain city he has ever seen, no wonder it is regarded as a summer mountain town by the English.

Darjeeling, with an average altitude of 2,134 meters, is located in the Galapahar mountain range in the Himalayas.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, the lush green mountains and dense forests, the verdant green and tender tea plantations, and the beautiful mountain city like a stroke of genius outline a dream-like picture.

However, this beautiful picture is completely destroyed at the moment, there is no cooking smoke, no lights, no hard-working tea farmers running back and forth, no tourists from all over the world sightseeing, and some are just walking corpses roaming back and forth on the streets.

Even if Ding Ning didn't like this ancient kingdom, he still couldn't help but feel compassion when he looked at those wandering zombies.

"Dust to dust, go with peace of mind!"

Ding Ning walked leisurely in this lifeless mountain city as if he had landed in the mortal mansion, cracking the ground one after another in front of him, ruthlessly devouring the zombies who smelled fresh flesh and blood.

"Huh, there are so many survivors?"

Ding Ning let out a sigh of surprise and looked at a five-story building surrounded by a dense group of zombies.

This is a hospital, the hospital is full of zombies, and in the basement of the hospital, there are hundreds of survivors of all colors and colors, what surprised him the most was that these survivors lived in harmony, and they talked and laughed relaxedly, not worrying about the dense zombie crowd outside.

Some people in white coats were busy experimenting, and occasionally sent some suspected virus infections to a room where Ding Ning's mind was impenetrable.

Could it be that there is a reincarnated spirit boy here? This strange scene made Ding Ning have a strong curiosity, and the retreat technique was activated, and he quietly sneaked into the basement.

"Hey, buddy, come and help push the car off!"

Ding Ning had just entered the basement and was thinking about how to sneak into the room where his divine sense could not penetrate, when a man's voice suddenly came from behind him.

When he turned to look, he saw two men in white coats and masks pushing a stretcher cart and shouting at him.

Ding Ning pointed to his nose in some surprise, "Are you calling me?"

"yes, buddy, this guy is too heavy, the axle of this stretcher bed is a little wrong, and the two of them are a little struggling. ”

The man who spoke just now smiled wryly and pointed to the fat man wearing Tianzhu military uniform on the stretcher car, and said with a wry smile.

Ding Ning couldn't help but laugh dumbly, no wonder these two guys wanted to find someone to help, the virus infected person on the stretcher car was too fat, and he looked at least three hundred pounds by eyesight, which was like a mountain of meat.

"Okay, no problem!"

Ding Ning secretly rejoiced in his heart, he was about to doze off when someone sent a pillow, and he was thinking about how to get in, and someone sent a chance to the door.

"Hey, buddy, put on a mask, although President Catherina said that this zombie virus can only be infected during an outbreak, but it's better to be careful. ”

The man said kindly, took out a medical mask from his pocket and handed it to Ding Ning.

"That's right, thank you!"

Ding Ning took the mask and put it on and thanked him, but he suddenly realized in his heart.

It turned out that Catherina, the president of the World Medical Association, was here, no wonder the people here were very relaxed, you must know that the World Medical Association represents the highest level of medical care in the world, it seems that Catherina's prestige here is very high, and when the man speaks, there is undisguised admiration and admiration in his eyes.

However, if you can bring the survivors together and cure the infected with the virus, you can't build up your prestige.

This made Ding Ning more and more interested, this room that can isolate divine consciousness, was it made by this Catherina, or did it exist itself?