Walking Dead: Fight Till Dawn

Before the sky was slightly gloomy, we finally entered the urban area of ​​Suzhou.

In fact, this is not the inside of the city, it is still a relatively remote suburb, because our destination is a private manor that was used as a scenic spot in the past.

These manors were once open to tourists, but now only by looking at the fortified walls and gates, you know that someone has already moved in.

As we walked towards the gate, we could see the walls from the outside. Xiaoyou and I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of person it is that is so thoughtful. Putting a place to live here, it’s not like we live every day. Does the ancient people seem to have it?

The door was sealed to death. Chen Ming took a look and led us in another direction. After walking for a long time, he finally saw a closed small iron door, which can only accommodate one at a time. People are small in and out.

Before we knocked on the door, someone inside opened it.

A little girl with her head wrapped in a bag and a pink ribbon on it stretched out her head and looked at us and asked, "Is it Chen Ming?

Chen Ming nodded: "It's me."

The little girl looked at Chen Ming with interest for several times, and asked him crisply, "Are you Chen Ming?"

"Correct."

"Why are you so young? Those who came to see Grandpa were all old."

Chen Ming probably didn't know how to answer this sentence, so he didn't speak.

I listened to the two conversations between them and I just wanted to laugh. Chen Ming has always had no way or experience to deal with such a little girl. You can see this just by looking at how he gets along with the key.

Finally the fat man asked, "Little girl, can you let us in first? If there is a walking corpse outside here, we will be in big trouble."

The little girl chuckled twice before she looked at the fat man: "Uncle, you can kill the walking corpse when it comes, what can be a big trouble."

This girl looks like fifteen or six years old at most, with a face full of innocence. It is completely different from those precocious girls who started to go to the hospital early to learn about adult abortion, treatment of gynecological diseases, wearing high heels, and smoking cigarettes. , The whole body reveals a kind of fairy air that does not eat the fireworks in the world.

After the fat man had spoken, the little girl replied a few words, but she turned aside and signaled us to enter the yard.

The door here is specially opened at first glance.

Before entering, Xiaoyou whispered to me: "The cameras here are very dense."

Hearing this, I immediately glanced around and saw a lot of cameras. No wonder she knew we had arrived just now without knocking on the door.

Entering the yard is a winding cobblestone road. There are many flowers and plants on both sides of the road. At first glance, it looks indescribably delicate and beautiful.

The girl wore a white ancient dress similar to a Tang suit and bounced at the front of the road to lead us forward.

The little girl was already good-looking, and with the light-hearted layered skirt, she looked like a fairy, and she couldn't help but look silly.

Xiaoyou shouted and I didn’t hear a few times, but she twisted her arm fiercely. When I got my breath, Xiaoyou looked at me contemptuously: "That group of stinky men doesn’t count. Now, you, an old lady, are not afraid of losing her eyes."

I took a look at Xiaoyou reproachfully: "What are you talking about, she is still a child, she is cute, what's wrong with just a few glances."

Xiaoyou curled his lips and ignored what I said: "By the way, this yard is really clean and tidy, and it's pleasing to the eye when you look at it."

"Yes." I agree with Xiaoyou's words: "It is estimated that many people will clean up such a big place."

We walked all the way through a long corridor, passed a few quaint houses by the pond, and followed a road close to the pond to a small bridge.

The small bridge leads to a quadrangular corridor. On the side closest to the small bridge, the **** of the corridor extends upwards, and through the upward steps of a few stone steps, you reach another corridor that is slightly higher, that corridor. Facing the pond alone, there is a row of rockery behind the pond, and you can never see this corridor from the outside.

At the end of the corridor is an antique room with the door open.

Those few of us who followed were all stopped on the small bridge, and it was only me, Xiaoyou and Chen Ming who came to this room.

The little girl smiled with her mouth full of her notion that the lady who didn't fit her clothes first, and this saved the fate of me and Xiaoyou being blocked outside.

There seemed to be some incense in the house, and we could smell it clearly outside the door.

Entering the house, facing the two mahogany chairs facing the door, there are three facing each other on each side. There is an open space in the middle and a carpet is laid. Although the decoration of the house is simple, it can be seen. Extraordinarily exquisite.

There was only one person sitting in the room, and he was an old man in his fifties.

He was drinking tea, the little teapot filled his cup with a sip and looked at us.

To tell the truth, the old man looked really ordinary. He belonged to the ten old men on the street and eight typical representatives who made people indistinguishable.

The expression in his eyes didn't have much strength, unlike the old men I had been in contact with before.

He glanced at us one by one, stood up and greeted us: "You brat, I finally remember that I'm not dead yet?"

Chen Ming curled his lips and smiled: "Well, that's right."

The old man didn't mind, he laughed happily, patted Chen Ming on the shoulder and said to us: "Come, come and sit."

When we were seated one by one, the old man looked outside the door and asked Chen Ming, "Have you just seen our girl?"

Chen Ming nodded: "I see, it's more beautiful than when I was a kid."

A proud look flashed across the old man’s face when he heard the words: “No, I followed her father when I was a child, and I followed my daughter when I grew up. Isn’t that pretty?” After speaking, the old man seemed to suddenly realize what he was saying. I was a little short-term, and I looked at Xiaoyou and me curiously before asking Chen Ming: "These two girls, which one is your wife?"

Chen Ming turned to look at me and Xiaoyou, and said seriously to the old man: "Guess."

The old man squinted at him, got up from the chair and walked towards me and Xiaoyou.

After looking at the two of us interestingly for a long time, he walked up to me and said, "Girl, you are the daughter-in-law of this stinky boy."

I was surprised: "How did you know?"

"Intuition." The old man made an inscrutable expression, and Chen Ming stared at him sideways, before he explained: "I heard that his wife has a very serious illness. The little girl next to you turned red. You don't look like you're sick, but you, with muddy eyes, jet-black eyes and thin, sallow complexion, and a sickly appearance."

Although the old man does not shy away from speaking, it is not annoying in the slightest.

Seeing that I nodded and confessed, he turned around and asked Chen Ming: "Take her with me this time?"

Chen Ming frowned when he heard the words and looked at the old man. Before he spoke, he took a small tour and said, "Elders, this time why we are commanding this muddy water is well known. If we don’t get together, we will If she stays outside, she will inevitably be worried about by some other people, and the consequences will be very troublesome."

Hearing this, the old man looked at Xiaoyou, and nodded repeatedly after hearing her words: "It makes sense, I really have to guard against it."

I was a little surprised that Xiaoyou could say these words so smoothly.

Looked at her, then looked at Chen Ming.

I almost no longer need to think about it, so I guessed why Xiaoyou knew this.

The reason why she was able to join our team before leaving again, if it wasn't for her connection with Chen Ming or her connection with the two mummies, she could know this from whoever they were on both sides.

Chen Ming seemed to have something to say, but he was hesitant to speak.

I watched him for a long time, then got up and took Xiaoyou to the old man and said, "Let’s go out first, you and Chen Ming will talk a little bit."

The old man nodded,

Here Xiaoyou was unwillingly ripped out by me.

The little girl in the hallway had taken the other team members and didn't know where she went. Xiaoyou asked me, "What are you doing in such a hurry? What internal news can I hear there?"

I held Xiaoyou and put on a serious face: "You said, how did you know those things just now? Who told you?!"

Although I have guessed it, I still want to determine from Xiaoyou, who is the one she is following.

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