Chapter 97

The old man is more tenacious than he imagined. He takes out a dagger from his pocket. The dagger is very small, and the blade is less than half a foot, which is far less than Zhang Xiaoqiang's sabre. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks funny. The old man certainly doesn't want to resist when he takes out the dagger. How can he kill Zhang Xiaoqiang when he breaks his leg? There is only one possibility. The old man wants to commit suicide. He doesn't want to be tortured by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is going to cut off his right hand at the moment of the old man's suicide, let him watch his blood flow to death, let him deeply despair, let him regret why he had to climb out of his mother's stomach.

However, the old man's next action was beyond his expectation. If the old man didn't hold another view, he was too afraid of death and cherished himself more than anything else.

The old man didn't commit suicide. He used a dagger to cut his trouser legs which were adhered by blood. The blade cut the cloth like silk. The leg of the trousers dyed red with blood was cut like water tofu. The old man cut the trousers and took off the gourd from the bag. When he got to the point where the powder was put on the wound, the blood stopped immediately. The old man's face became pale. When he saw that the medicine was effective, he took out a black metal bottle from the bag and swallowed a small pill like a jujube seed, Not long after swallowing it, his face turned red again.

The old man's satchel is like the space bag of Dingdang cat. He takes out a cloth bag again. When he opens the bag, he will see something like a half brick sized lump. He carefully broke off a piece the size of peanuts, gently kneaded it into powder, and then sprinkled it on his wounds and bloody trouser legs.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has been very interested in watching the old man busy, until the old man sprinkled the powder on the blood, the smell of blood in the air into a fragrance, Zhang Xiaoqiang moved, it is an artifact! With that thing, I'm not afraid that the blood of the wound will attract the attention of the zombies, and I'm not afraid that Yang Ke'er's aunt will come.

"Now what?" Zhang Xiaoqiang finally asked.

The old man showed a smile n times worse than crying to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "this old man! This is from my ancestors. It's called fishy soil. Smash it and sprinkle it on the blood to wake up. Put a little into the water to take a bath to cover the smell on the body. You can't even smell a dog. "

He stopped to see if Zhang Xiaoqiang's face had changed, and then continued: "as long as those ogres don't get close to seven or eight meters, they can't smell. As long as you let me go, I'll give them to you. I'll also give you Zhixue powder and Baoming Dan. I'll give them to you."

The old man was knocked unconscious by Zhang Xiaoqiang before he finished his words, "Bah!" Zhang Xiaoqiang spits a mouthful of saliva, "do you want me to let you go just like you? There's no way, you old bastard

While swearing, he took off the old man's backpack and picked up the dagger he had put beside him.

The blade of the dagger looks very ordinary. It doesn't use dazzling streamer. Even the steel forging texture on the Jingwei sword doesn't have any. The whole blade looks black. It looks like it's been forgotten to put it in a corner for more than ten years. Suddenly, it turns out. But the handle looks like the corner of something. It's slightly black and glossy, with the texture of suede white jade, Hold in the hands of the first cold, and then slowly become slightly hot.

Open the canvas satchel and insert a scabbard outside. The scabbard is made of a piece of animal skin. You can feel the thick edge of the animal skin in your hand. Insert the dagger into the scabbard and then into your waist. Zhang Xiaoqiang decides to use it as his spare dagger.

The bag was full of small medicine bottles. Except for the life-saving pill like jujube seed, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know it. Instead, he dug out a thing wrapped in tin foil, opened the tin foil and found another layer of oil paper, and then opened the oil paper. Zhang Xiaoqiang was silly.

"This is the bamboo slip?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the things in his hand. Dozens of thin bamboo boards were tied together by thin copper wires. The bamboo boards were glossy, and the edges and corners were worn. When he opened the bamboo slips, each little boy carved the bamboo board tightly. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know these small characters. It seems that they should be small seal characters.

Zhang Xiaoqiang carries his satchel on his back, carries the old man and goes to the house. After entering the vegetable garden, he sees Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi standing by the door bloodless. There are two pools of vomit on the ground. The air is full of sour smell. The women in the room don't howl any more. Zhang Xiaoqiang also feels that his ears have suffered less.

Susie also came from the hall. When she saw the old man on Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulder, she was surprised“ What about the miracle doctor Susie called out the origin of the old man.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to stand in this room. Just a glance, he was still nauseous. Now when he stood and looked at it clearly, he naturally felt more and more angry and nauseous. This is the side room of the farmer's kitchen, where some sweet potatoes are usually placed. These things should be kept dry before they can be preserved, otherwise they are easy to germinate, Once sprouted, you can't eat any more, it's a waste.

There are some pickle jars in the corner, and some corn hanging on the beam. There is a simple wooden bed under the corn. A 30-year-old woman in her late 40s is lying on the wooden bed. She is all naked. She only has a bed of ragged cotton wadding on her belly. The board between her thighs is sawed with a big hole, Her ass just stuck in that big hole.Under the bottom is an old enamel washbasin, which is full of women's excrement. It makes the whole room stink and makes people feel nauseous.

The woman is very plump, her skin is very white, she closed her eyes and lay on the board, unconscious of the outside, just constantly howling, also took away most of her physical strength.

Women are also miserable. Zhang Xiaoqiang has never seen a more miserable woman. Compared with her, Yuan Yi and Susie live in heaven. She has no limbs, two arms and one thigh are broken, the other thigh knee place also disappeared, the original plump and greasy thigh scars, thigh is only half, a big leg bone so exposed, even if the rest of this half is also cut with a knife, not much muscle, the scene makes his scalp numb.

There are only two blood holes left in the place where women used to have sex, and the muscles inside are also exposed outside, which makes people look miserable. The woman sleeps on a wooden board. There is a bench beside the bed. There is a big enamel bowl on it. There is some black paste in it. I don't know what it is. There is a plastic funnel and a stick that can just pass through the funnel beside the bowl.

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