Three days later.
A person suddenly appeared near a small shop that was a little out of the way. He was not the kind of zombies that walked very slowly, stiffly, and were covered in blood, but a clean, alive person who could breathe.
In the first month of the apocalypse, zombies still had to rely on sound to find their "food". Moreover, not long after the apocalypse, some zombies rarely came out to wander on the streets during the day. The sunlight seemed to have some effect on them, and their activities were more frequent at night.
Lin Bing stood on the side of the road, looking at the deserted and empty streets, and he knew in his heart that the apocalypse had come. There were still bloodstains on the streets, and there were corpses with bullets in their heads. The bloodstains had turned black, and there were flies and maggots on them. It was disgusting to look at them from a distance. There were also zombies with only the upper half of their bodies left, their legs seemed to have been cut off by something irregular, and the broken legs were stained with black blood. Because this zombie was crawling, the broken part was dragged on the ground, and half of the rotten flesh was worn off.
At a glance, there were only a few zombies.
Lin Bing glanced at the small shop with a smashed door. It was probably full of zombies, and there were probably some in some dark corners. She walked slowly on the street, her footsteps were very light, and she didn't alarm the zombies at all. From time to time, she looked at the small shops on both sides of the street. Almost all the doors of the houses were smashed, and the houses seemed to have been robbed and were in a mess.
Looking at the dried blood and the streets where no sound could be heard, how many days has the end of the world come? Lin Bing didn't know, her memory went back to the rainy day of that day.
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The moment she fell to the ground, she was pulled into space by an inexplicable force. She knew that she had a high fever again, just like when she came to the end of the world before her rebirth. She was confused by the fever.
When she woke up, she found herself floating in a stream. The water in the stream was flowing. She didn't know where it came from or where it ended. Whenever the water touched her body, it would turn into thin ice. As the water flowed, the thin ice was washed away from her body, slowly melted in the lower reaches of the water, and then slowly melted again.
The stream was not very deep. When she stood up, it was only slightly higher than her waist.
However, when she walked from the stream to the shore, she was surprised to find that the stream was twice as wide as before, and the mountains in the distance seemed to be farther away. The plants on her black land grew very fast, almost to her knees. The surroundings were no longer shrouded in thick fog. On the left side of the land was another piece of land of the same size, with some green weeds growing on it.
It shouldn't be an illusion. Her space really became larger.
I don't know what changes will happen in the quadrangle with blue bricks and red tiles. As a result, she could only enter the courtyard on the south side. After entering the room, it was the same as before, with no changes at all. Hey, the dust on the old blue book on the long table has disappeared, and only three words are written on the cover: Xuanbing Jue.
Lin Bing was a little moved when she saw these three words, and wondered if it was some secret technique.
She was about to open it.
But she found that she couldn't open it!
Could it be that she opened it in the wrong way?
After half an hour of struggling, Lin Bing found that this stubborn old book still couldn't be opened. It covered its inner pages very tightly, and no one could see it. Finally, she had no choice but to put the book back to its original position.
Forget it, I'll come back to explore it carefully next time, Lin Bing thought in her heart, I don't know how my cousin is, and I don't know what day it is. She still has to go out and see what the situation is at that time.
Lin Bing was thinking, but she heard a childish and soft voice in her ear: "Sit on the pudding."
Lin Bing was startled by the voice. Who? Who entered her space! Still talking in her space, can others enter the space without her permission? Impossible, the only place in her space that connects to the outside world is the dark green mole on the palm of her hand.
"Who, who is talking?" Lin Bing looked around vigilantly and asked slowly.
"Hurry up and sit on the puddles!" The tender child's voice seemed a little anxious, and the voice was a little louder, "Hurry up! Otherwise, I will quarrel with you, really quarrel with you!"
This is the voice of a child, but the surroundings are clear at a glance, without any extra things. This voice was obviously found from inside the house. Lin Bing's eyes swept again, not even leaving out the corners, and the imagined small animals that could speak did not exist.
"Woo——!" The tender child's voice suddenly cried, "You bully me, woo woo woo..."
She thought it was some invisible monster (please forgive her rich imagination), but she didn't expect it to cry so easily, just like a real child, she cried easily.
Lin Bing thought about it. The crying was really annoying. She wanted to see what it was trying to do. So, Lin Bing slowly sat on the mat. As soon as she sat down, she saw a strong white light coming out of the old blue book on the long table.
Lin Bing quickly blocked her eyes with her hands.
After the old blue book emitted a strong light, it suddenly rushed towards Lin Bing.
Lin Bing saw it with the corner of her eye and wanted to avoid it. When she was about to get up, she found that she was like nailed to the mat and couldn't move. Lin Bing's face changed, and her eyes turned cold when she looked at the old blue book.
This sharp look did not stop the speed of the old blue book at all. The book was already in front of Lin Bing. Suddenly, the pages of the book opened wide, and there was another burst of white light inside. This time it was a soft white light, not dazzling, and harmless to the human body.
The densely packed words on the pages suddenly seemed to come alive, leaving the pages and falling into the air, and then, the clear and tender child's voice was heard again: "Charge!"
As soon as the voice fell, all the words rushed into Lin Bing's brain as if they had received an order, one after another, and the full words made Lin Bing's eyes a little dizzy. These words entered Lin Bing's sea of consciousness, which was a place in the brain where memories and knowledge were stored. Once those words entered the sea of consciousness, the black and ink-stained iron-stroked and silver-hooked words all turned into white like ice sculptures, and then slowly melted in Lin Bing's sea of consciousness. There was no need to deliberately remember them, as if those contents had been engraved in Lin Bing's memory.
Afterwards, Lin Bing found that the slight ice power in her body had been completely consumed, and then she fainted again. In the blur, she heard a clear and childish voice with a little contempt: "So weak."