"Little brother, thank you for stopping this zombie, if he succeeds in escaping and evolves into a flying zombie, then the villagers in these ten miles and eight towns will be restless, you can be regarded as a great help to us. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Uncle Nine said to Xiao Peng sincerely.

Xiao Peng smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Dao Elder is polite, it's just the right time for him to meet." Speaking of this, Xiao Peng groaned slightly, and asked Uncle Jiu: "By the way, Dao Chief, do you know why this zombie recognized me, looking like he was not dying with me?"

Uncle Nine looked Xiao Peng up and down with interest, and then asked, "Little brother is a person who practices martial arts, right? Moreover, he is a person who has achieved success in cultivating the internal family exercises, am I wrong?"

Xiao Peng nodded in admiration and said with a smile: "Dao Chang has good eyesight, his ancestor was originally a disciple of the Wudang layman, and he inherited a set of Wudang Sect's internal martial arts, and he has practiced for many years, which can be regarded as a small success!

Uncle Nine had such an expression, and said: "Hehe, of course there is a connection, and it is very related, people who practice martial arts have strong blood, and those who have practiced the internal family exercises have more essence in their blood than ordinary people, in the eyes of zombies and other evil creatures who live by sucking blood, little brother, people like you are tantamount to a big lantern in the night! ”

Xiao Peng was shocked when he heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "In that case, wouldn't it be very dangerous for the next person to travel the world." ”

Uncle Nine suddenly looked at Xiao Peng a little strangely and asked, "By the way, I don't know why the little brother appeared in this forest so late?"

Xiao Peng touched the back of his head as if embarrassed, and sneered: "I'm ashamed to say that I was greedy for scenery under it, so that I missed the stay, I wanted to look around in this wood, to see if there is a cave suitable for resting or something, who knows that the fog in the forest is thick at night, and I found that I was lost when I walked to the background, and then I climbed the tree and saw a fire in the northeast direction, so I went to the northeast direction, who knew that I encountered such an unlucky thing." ”

"This ...... This is really ......" Uncle Nine was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

At this time, the forty or fifty-year-old man, who seemed to be the leader of the villagers, stepped forward and said to Xiao Peng: "I don't know what Gongzi is called?

Xiao Peng had already made a good draft of his origin before, and at this time he said almost without thinking: "My name is Xiao Peng, my ancestor was originally from Chongqing, and his family moved to San Francisco, USA, during the Guangxu period, and lived in San Francisco's Chinatown. ”

"But as the saying goes, fallen leaves always have to return to the roots, how can we say that we are also Chinese, we can't even see what our own country is like, right? So I decided to return to China alone and travel through the great rivers and mountains of the motherland...... Alas!" As soon as Xiao Peng mentioned the current situation of his country, he sighed again and again, looking helpless.

After listening to Xiao Peng's words, the villagers were suddenly in awe, a person who does not forget his roots is worthy of admiration no matter what.

"Brother Xiao, I am the village chief of Qingquan Village, our village is a few miles away from the northeast, anyway, Brother Xiao also missed the accommodation, if you don't dislike the humble house, why don't you go back with us to rest for one night!" The middle-aged man in his forties and fifties invited Xiao Peng.

Xiao Peng was overjoyed, and immediately clasped his fist to the village chief, and said, "Thank you village chief for taking me in, Xiao Peng is grateful." ”

"Hehe, Brother Xiao doesn't have to be polite, you help us block that zombie, so that Uncle Nine can destroy it in time, otherwise when the zombie becomes more powerful, our village may suffer a catastrophe, just to provide Brother Xiao with a place to stay, it's really nothing. ”

After the village chief finished speaking to Xiao Peng with a smile, he turned to Uncle Nine and said, "Uncle Nine, I have worked hard for you tonight, it is getting late, and it is difficult to walk at night, you also rest in the village for one night, how about returning to Jiuquan Town tomorrow?"

Uncle Nine would not have betrayed the village chief's kindness, not to mention that most of his guys were still in the village! Anyway, he had to go to the village for a trip, and it would be better to rest for a night before leaving.

"In that case, then let's go!" Uncle Nine nodded, and was about to walk out of the woods.

"Please do the brother with the torch a favor, I have my belongings left around here, please help find them, there is a suitcase, and a set of bows and arrows that I brought back from abroad, and a wooden box for bows and arrows. Xiao Peng suddenly said to the villagers.

"Hear me! The village chief echoed Xiao Peng's words and said to the villagers.

"Found it! The suitcase is here, hey, it's pretty heavy. ”

"The wooden box and the bow and arrows are all there, and nothing has been lost. ”

Xiao Peng walked in the direction where the voice came from, reached out and took the suitcase from the villager's hand, and said with a smile: "Hehe, thank you, big brother! When you go out alone, you have to bring some mess, so it's heavier, I'll mention it myself! ”

After finding all the things, the group lit torches and walked towards Qingquan Village in the northeast.

On the way, Xiao Peng took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and handed it to Uncle Nine next to him, and said, "Uncle Nine, smoke a cigarette?"

"Oh, thanks. Huh, what kind of cigarette are you, why is there a section of yellow cotton?" Uncle Jiu took the cigarette handed over by Xiao Peng, and asked in surprise, there was no such tall thing as a filter cigarette in those days.

"Oh, this is called a filter, everyone knows that cigarettes are harmful to the human body, this filter is used to worry about the harmful substances in cigarettes, reduce the harm to the human body, Uncle Nine try it! Cigarettes with filters are more mellow than cigarettes without filters. Xiao Peng explained casually, he didn't go into too much detail, even if he explained to them what smoke tar suspended particles were estimated to be, few people could understand.

"Bang"

Xiao Peng took out a zippo lighter and lit it, and brought it to Uncle Jiu's mouth. Uncle Nine leaned over with a cigarette in his mouth and lit it, taking a deep breath, "Well, incense, this cigarette is really mellow, some things of foreign devils are indeed better than ours." ”

Xiao Peng saw Uncle Jiu's intoxicated look, opened the suitcase, and took out one from the box, "Hehe, Uncle Nine is used to smoking, I brought a lot of it with me this time, this Uncle Nine took it and smoked it slowly! Hehe, this cigarette is made by himself, and it is only sold to compatriots in Chinatown, it has nothing to do with foreign devils, you see that this box is full of Chinese characters!"

"Hahaha, then thank you Brother Xiao, I Lin Jiu don't have any other hobbies, just this one. Uncle Nine took the whole cigarette handed over by Xiao Peng, and it was on fire, and sure enough, he saw the three words "King Furong" written on the package, but fortunately, there was only the name and a hibiscus flower on the package of the cigarette exchanged in the main god space, and there was no other information, otherwise I am afraid that Uncle Nine would have to ask what unit Changde Cigarette Factory of Xianghu China Tobacco Industry Company was.

The village chief next to him smelled the smoke from Uncle Jiu, his throat moved slightly, and he said to Xiao Peng embarrassedly: "Brother Xiao, can you bring me one too?"

"The village chief also smokes, hehe, of course it's no problem, na, the whole box is for you, who else can smoke, let's scatter one!" Xiao Peng happily took out a whole box and handed it to the village chief, and said with a smile.

The young people who heard the rumors around suddenly gathered around seven or eight, and the village chief had no opinion on Xiao Peng giving Uncle Nine a piece and only giving himself a box, after all, people with ability will always be respected, and the little brother is not related to him, so it is already good to give himself a box to try.

At that moment, he happily opened the cigarette and gave one to the people around him who could smoke, and then went to half a box, and the village chief quietly put the remaining half box into his pocket.

The group walked for several miles and finally returned to the village.