Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book: Chapter 29 (1/2)

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Chapter 29 (1/2)

Lu Qiming insisted very much, and Jiang Miaomiao had to return to the room with the dog in her arms.

But it is impossible to sleep. If Lu Qiming died, she would not be able to live alone.

Instead of continuing to be frightened, it’s better to fight to the death!

She found everything she could use, kitchen knives, ropes, sheets, lighters, and a bucket of cooking oil.

She will set fire to burn the house down if it really comes to a hopeless time.

Free yourself, and also free the souls of those walking dead.

Jiang Miaomiao sat on the bed holding this pile of things, listening to the movement next door with her ears up, ready to rush over to help as soon as something went wrong.

However, after more than half an hour, only the footsteps of zombies walking could be heard, but there was no fighting sound.

It was so quiet that no one dared to breathe.

Can’t the zombies open the door and come out?

She has to go and see.

Jiang Miaomiao got off the ground, holding oil in one hand and a knife in the other, followed by Jiang Meimu, who was scared to clamp its tail.

But when she touched the door handle and was about to open the door to go out, she found that the door was actually locked!

“Lu Qiming? Lu Qiming?”

She didn’t dare to be too loud and shouted in the dark with her voice pressed.

The other party did not respond and obviously did not intend to explain anything to her.

What did he lock her up for? Knowing that she would not run away, did he deliberately let her stay inside and not get out?

Then doesn’t he have to face the zombies inside alone?!

“Lu Qiming, open the door!”

Jiang Miaomiao was lying on the door. Her voice had turned into a plea.

Lu Qiming still didn’t pay attention to her. A few minutes later, there was a sound of knocking on the door next door, which was strong and harsh, completely covering Jiang Miaomiao’s voice.

Bang bang bang, the zombies collided more than a dozen times in a row, and at the last loud noise, she could clearly hear Lu Qiming’s dull pained groan.

Jiang Miaomiao was anxious to become *an ant on the hot pot, circling around the room, and couldn’t stop.

(an ant on the hot pot = one is agitated and anxious, no knowing what to do)

She tried to pry open the door lock and held the knife for a long time. Instead of prying open the lock, she slashed her hand.

She wanted to climb out of the window, but when she opened the curtains and looked out, the yard was densely packed with zombies’ heads.

She closed it quickly, but the fighting next door never stopped. She could almost imagine how the zombies tore Lu Qiming apart one by one.

Why is he so stupid…

Jiang Miaomiao looked at the cooking oil and lighter, holding it in her hand.

She opened the lid of the cooking oil and poured it on the floor. When she was about to light it, the door of the room was suddenly knocked on.

Lu Qiming gasped heavily and said in a low voice:

“Don’t come out, I’m not dead.”

Overjoyed, she ran to the door and asked:

“How are you? Open the door and let me go out to help, okay?”

Lu Qiming didn’t speak again, the ping bell outside the door rattled wildly, and the screams of zombies made people’s scalp tingle.

Jiang Miaomiao didn’t dare to set the fire. If Lu Qiming hadn’t died, but she set fire to death, wouldn’t that hurt him?

But she couldn’t get out again. She gritted her teeth, watched the door handle close, and continued to pry.

The villa uses a solid wood door, and the lock on the door is also the strongest. She doesn’t understand it and can’t open it after a long time.

She changed her mind and moved the stool and knocked hard.

The fighting outside was too loud, but no zombies noticed her.

Jiang Miaomiao almost cried.

What are you doing with such a solid door? People outside can’t get in, but she can’t get out either!

What happened to Lu Qiming? She was so anxious!

The stool was not easy to use. She wanted to change a tool, but when she lifted her foot, she found that the soles of her shoes were greasy and slippery.

Squatting down to check, a strong smell of blood spread across the surface.

Jiang Miaomiao stretched out her hand, touched it, and felt a pool of warm blood seeping in from under the door.

The blood of the zombies has no temperature, and the smell is not so fresh. So this blood can only be……

Her heart was pulled into a ball, so painful that she couldn’t breathe. She looked at the door and said:

“Lu Qiming, please open the door…”

She would rather die with him than survive alone and face a cruel situation.

She is afraid.

The sound of fighting suddenly stopped, replaced by the sound of footsteps.

The previous one was brisk and powerful and belonged to Lu Qiming. The pile of mess and procrastination in the back belongs to zombies.

The messy sound of footsteps spread from the door to the next window as if something jumped down and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Jiang Miaomiao hurriedly rushed to the window to look out and saw the silver-white moonlight sprinkled all over the ground as if covered with frost. The slender figure stood up from the ground. The zombies behind him jumped down like dumplings.

Outside the courtyard, countless zombies are gathering here.

The number was far beyond her imagination. She didn’t know that after the zombie tide faded, there were still so many zombies in the city that her scalp was numb.

The figure glanced up at her, his lips moved silently and then ran out of the yard without looking back, plunging into the vast night.

Countless zombies followed behind him, reminiscent of the locusts during the locust plague.

It is overwhelming and cannot be exterminated, giving people a deep sense of despair.

Jiang Miaomiao stood in front of the window, her throat so uncomfortable that she couldn’t cry.

After standing for a while, she turned around and continued to smash the door lock.

All the zombies ran away with Lu Qiming, and only she and the dog were left in the villa.

She was going out, sealing all the damaged doors and windows, and washing away all the blood.

It’s two o’clock in the morning, and there are still sixteen hours before the next dark.

She decided to wait for Lu Qiming for sixteen hours.

If he didn’t come back after dark, she couldn’t wait.

Jiang Meimu was so scared that it followed her every step.

Jiang Miaomiao turned around and touched its big head with tears in her eyes.

“Would you hate me if I took you with me?”

It didn’t understand and desperately shrank into her arms, just wanting to hide in that safe embrace forever.

It was getting dawn, and things in the villa became clear.

The door of the next room was completely smashed, the corridor was terrible, and the walls were full of blood and stains, shocking.

Jiang Miaomiao found an electric drill and hammer she had never used before. She used anti-theft window scraps and broken wooden boards and demolished another table. Before the zombies came back, all the doors and windows there were sealed.

After that, she didn’t rest. She brought a bucket of water, first dragged the wall and the ground with a mop, changed the water and used a rag to wipe it inch by inch.

After wiping it, she couldn’t smell a trace of blood, so she sprayed the whole room with disinfectant several times and gave up until the tears flowed.

It had taken a morning to finish this, and Jiang Miaomiao walked to the window and looked carefully.

The zombies came back one after another, and it didn’t seem to be the same as yesterday.

“It’s time for lunch.”

She said to herself, running downstairs to wash rice and cook.

Lu Qiming likes to eat vegetables. She especially fried all the vegetables she grew. After cooking, she took out the snacks confiscated from his room and put them on the table.

Jiang Meimu smelled the smell of food and wagged its tail at her.

She fed it a few sips, but she didn’t start. She sat at the table and looked at the door, expecting the person in her heart to come back.

As time passed, she glanced at her watch countless times, and from the corner of her eye, she saw one of his shoes on the shoe rack, and she walked over and squatted down.

His shoes are very big, size 45, longer than her arms, and look like two boats.

These shoes seem to have been found in the supermarket. He took a fancy to the sports style at a glance and took two pairs directly.

Before that, he was wearing slippers found at the neighbor’s house next door. The male owner’s feet were too small. When he walked, he stepped on the ground with his heels, and she laughed at him many times.

Recalling that picture, Jiang Miaomiao couldn’t help laughing again, holding his shoes and reluctant to put them down.

tuk tuk-

The door was knocked on, and she stood up reflexively, holding his shoes to open the door.

A tall figure was outside the door, covered in mud, with only two eyes showing.

He seemed so tired that he leaned against the door frame, but he was dissatisfied when he saw her open the door so quickly.

“Aren’t you afraid of being a zombie?”

Jiang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then stammered: “Zombies, zombies don’t knock on doors…

He snorted and laughed lowly, his voice like a mellow cello sound.

Jiang Miaomiao only reacted at this time and said in shock:

“You’re back?!”

After being chased by so many zombies, you actually retreated?

“Go in and talk.”

He looked at the zombies outside the courtyard and walked through the door by himself.

Jiang Miaomiao locked the door and quickly followed. Before she had time to ask, he fell heavily on her and leaned on her shoulder, and howled twice.

“I’m hurt, it hurts.”

Where did Jiang Miaomiao have the mind to ask anything else, and said nervously: “Where is the injury? Is it serious?”

Lu Qiming pointed to his leg, but it was covered with mud, and she couldn’t see clearly.

She tried her best to lift up the heavy body like a hill, took him to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and rushed.

The water washed away the silt, and the injuries gradually became apparent.

Initially, Jiang Miaomiao was quite angry when she heard him speak, thinking he was pretending to be pitiful. Still, now that she looked closer, the severity was beyond her imagination.

A wound on the right leg runs from the small portion to the middle of the thigh, the width of which is as wide as two fingers, and the flesh is valgus.

There is a seven or eight-centimeter hole in the abdomen sideways, and from the traces on the edges, it looks like it was scratched out abruptly by a nail.

The shoulder was probably hit by something and was bruised a lot. She pressed it gently, and he immediately sweated in pain.

In addition, there are so many small wounds that it is impossible to count.

The silt absorbed the blood and just stopped the bleeding for him.

But looking at the pale flesh and blood soaked into it, she couldn’t imagine how he walked back alone.

If I replaced him with myself, I was afraid that I would die on the spot in pain.

Jiang Miaomiao hugged him and used a shower to flush the mud on his face. Because she was so sad, her voice changed.

“Lu Qiming, where are your clothes?”

He looked into her wet eyes and smiled feebly.

“I don’t know. Maybe it fell somewhere.”

“How did you escape?”

“They kept chasing me. I was so tired when I ran to the suburbs. When I saw a quagmire, I jumped in and hid until dawn.”

“Why didn’t you open the door last night? Didn’t you hear me?”

“What do you do when I open the door? Give you a chance to die with them?”

He pinched her face mockingly, but his strength was as small as a fly tickling, and he put down his hand and sighed.

“Oh, I’m so hungry.”

Jiang Miaomiao held back her tears and accelerated.

“I’ll take a bath for you first, and you’ll eat later. I’ve made all the meals.”

“Well, I want to eat green vegetables…”

Lu Qiming’s voice gradually became smaller, and his eyes closed. Jiang Miaomiao was so scared that she quickly slapped him in the face and pinched him for fear that he would never wake up after falling asleep.

He could not laugh or cry.

“I’m too tired, sleep for a while, don’t hit me.”

“You are not allowed to die.”

“I’m not going to die… I’m not going to die…”

He murmured a few words and fell asleep again.

Jiang Miaomiao didn’t dare to disturb him anymore. After washing the mud, she dried him with a bath towel, let him lie on the bathroom floor, and applied medicine to him.

The wound is so big that it needs stitches. There are sewing kits brought back from the supermarket in the warehouse, but she has no courage to sew human flesh with her bare hands.

Lu Qiming didn’t wake up. Whether to sew needles and wait for him to wake up to discuss? Now apply for the medicine first.

The powder was sprinkled on the wound, and she could imagine the extent of the pain, but he just hummed twice and didn’t wake up.

Wrapping the bandage, she pushed Lu Qiming and shouted in his ear.:

“Wake up and have dinner.”

The other party was motionless. If it weren’t for regular breathing, it would be like death.

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