Chapter 61: The Trees and the Trees

After the response in the elevator, the tapping sound outside the elevator did not appear again, instead of the very fine metal grinding sound - Qi Yan inserted the knife blade into the gap between the layers of the door!

Although can not see, but Song Fei just knows.

He can even imagine Qi Yan's decisive and powerful actions, cautious and resolute eyes, and the persistence of not reaching the goal.

Once upon a time, these seem to be some "too hard" in Song Fei. Life is not a playground, but life is not a war, their own casual pleasure is not right, but Qi Yan everything to do the best also let life lost a lot of taste.

Until the wave of corpses erupts.

These qualities make Qi Yan the most secure partner, the most reliable friend, the most fearless warrior.

Song Fei found himself secretly changed a concept.

Casual indulgence and extreme self-discipline are never two attitudes to life that can be countered, although they seem so relative, as if the choice is only in the individual's life preference. But the truth is that people who choose the former never think twice, while people who choose the latter tend to think deeply.

Because the latter one is much more difficult to practice than the former one.

The blade inserted should be the middle and upper part of the elevator door, because when a little moonlight came in with the opening of the gap between the doors, Song Fei and He asked or did not see the blade. And when they pry the car door is also in the upper part of the attempt to succeed, so in the face of only the lower end of the floor door, only helpless.

The gap between the doors widens slowly and evenly until it is large enough to accommodate a person's shoulder.

The next second, the person who opened the door quickly fell down and exposed his face in the gap.

Carrying the light, from the point of view of Song Fei can not see Qi Yan's whole face, to be exact, the upper half of this person's face is completely shrouded in darkness, only the nose to the mouth part, can barely see the outline.

But in this way, Song Fei's eyes also suddenly hot. This mouth he gnawed 800 times, this bridge of his nose is imprinted in his mind, just looking at the nose and mouth already can not hold ah!

The lips moved and moved, as if there were a thousand words, and for a moment they did not know where to begin.

Qi Yan felt the excitement of Song Fei, if Song Fei put his nose and mouth engraved in the brain, then he should be the Song Fei this goods whole tattoo on the heart valve, every heartbeat, this guy will move, never die.

But now is not the time to talk, even if you think about it, you have to bear it.

SHH.

Qi Yan quickly raised his index finger to his lips and stopped Song Fei's words.

Song Fei seems unwilling, but also open his mouth.

Qi Yan frowns, index finger and hard to the lips, silent strong warning!

Song Fei went out of her way: "I don't want to talk, but there are a pair of feet standing beside you!"

Qi Yan suddenly a rin, keen to feel the side of the cool wind, a side roll ground dragon, let the arrival of an empty!

Qi Yan, who rolled aside, quickly stood up, while the zombie who fell to the ground with a clang was still struggling and had not yet climbed up. It is wearing a black coat, extremely dark light can not see is a hoodie or next to what, reflected in the eyes of Qi Yan is just a mass of the dark shadow, ghost like, as it appears!

Qi Yan did not hesitate, shot past. It was meant for the back of the head, but he lost his aim in the shadow and seemed to poke into the back of the neck, and the zombie suddenly turned around and took the blade out of his own flesh!

Qi Yan grip the gun from beginning to end, so this area is not affected, decisive gun. When the zombie pounced on him again, he stabbed him in the chest and swung to the side with force, and the zombie was taken to the ground unsteadily. Qi Yan pulled out the blade, no chance to give each other, the third shot straight into the temple.

However, when this zombie falls, it means that there will be thousands of zombies coming!

Fortunately Songfei with what to ask in advance dont open the car door, let Qi Yan save a process.

So now, without hesitation, he fell to his knees, threw the sword, reached down into the car with his arm, and his voice was quick but firm: "Give me the hand!"

Song Fei is almost a wave of grasping Qi, and in the temperature of the EX palm, once again with the Yuan God smoked his countless ears - this two meters eight men you fucking break up with each other, you are not stupid? Yes, no, yes, stupid, stupid? !

Survival instinct let Song Fei and what to ask the instant full state of resurrection, before the death of the malaise or depression or all be energetic spirit and vigorous skill replaced, two people return to the ground in a blink of an eye!

But apparently there's already a zombie running this way from the fighting and the talking, and there's more than one!

The three men came to the corner of the elevator and looked around. The night is centered in the middle of the corridor and extends to both sides, from shallow to deep, and finally returns to darkness. They can only tell that the sound is coming from the right, but they can't see anything.

Song Fei and what to ask for the situation of the building is completely unfamiliar, dare not act rashly at this time. Qi Yan blocked in front of the two of them, staring at the direction of the sound source without blinking, as if waiting for, brewing.

Song Fei suddenly understand, Qi Yan has a move!

But the side of what ask dont understand ah, nervous heart to jump out, unconsciously grasp the arms of comrades beside. The result of the Song comrades gave him a "although the heart in the stomach" bright eyes, do not know where to come from confidence!

This catch a look, Qi Yan suddenly action. I do not know where to get a plastic bag of what ghost, suddenly scattered to the other side of the corridor!

The crisp bouncing sound instantly resounded, and with the beating ball constantly moving forward, jubilant like a stream running.

It's ping-pong!

Song Fei instant reaction, at the same time found Qi Yan will still hold the plastic bag in his hand, just spread out at most one third.

But that's enough for the zombies to play with.

The three men backed silently against the wall to the floor door, as far away from the hallway as possible, holding their breath until a dozen zombies ran from the right and continued to chase them to the left.

After about a minute, when the last zombie footsteps that skipped the elevator were far away, Qi Yan suddenly pulled Song Fei to the right side of the empty corridor!

Songfei unknown so, but completely trust each other, so empty a hand to pull up what to ask, three comrades so hand in hand running, not long, they entered an empty classroom.

This is a small study room, several rows of tables and chairs in the moonlight, individual desktop is also scattered with scratch paper, silently telling the students who have been studying here hard and focused.

Such classrooms are rarely locked during the day and night, because the most valuable is the table and chair, but they are not Huanghuali or Jinshi Nan, there is nothing anti-theft.

But things are different now.

Three small friends after entering the first time to close the door.

The classroom was not large, there was a wall on this side of the corridor, and there were no Windows, so after locking the door and putting up a few desks, it was safe for the time being.

Qi Yan took out the flashlight he had not been willing to use several times from the zipper pocket of his coat and opened it.

This originally belongs to Ren Zhe imported flashlight is worthy of high-end goods, Qi Yan has been adjusted to the middle low gear for power saving considerations, is still light up the small half of the classroom.

He Zhiwen immediately recognized the familiar environment: "This is the seventh floor."

"Oh," he said. Song Fei casually responded. He's more concerned about the story now than the floor.

Slightly turn the head, from the escape elevator to now, Song Fei finally saw Qi Yan's face for the first time.

The look of the other person scared him.

Qi Yan's hair is all wet, a face like just out of the water like, long almost beautiful eyelashes have been water made a few sticks together into dreadlocks, looks like the girl mascara did not brush well, the face is white in red, white is not very healthy pale, red is not normal flush.

And in his surprise, another drop of water slipped from Qi Yan's sideburns to the lower jaw, and fell to the ground from the lower jaw.

"Outside... Is it raining?" Words a export, Song Fei also feel special silly. Because if you look up, you can see the window facing the night sky, and not a single raindrop can be seen on the glass.

Qi Yan was stunned. He did not know that Song Fei has been in the questioning at the same time of introspection, only feel that this goods is deliberately teasing, and is in his life after the rescue of the intentional teasing, simply insane, people and God are angry!

"Well, it's very big."

Qi Yan tone light to almost gentle, listen to what asked a face meng forced.

No, since Song Fei asked about the weather, he was a little behind the rhythm of his comrades.

Song Fei swallowed the saliva, intuition is not good.

Qi Yan's anger is there are several levels, primary anger, performance against people, how happy how to fight, but extreme anger but restrained back, and the more cold the tone, the higher the anger value.

But you haven't done anything to arouse hatred, have you?

Even if it is not raining outside and he asks a stupid question, it is also this person who is full of water first, his brain is stupid, can not think of the reason, guess wrong, it is not what is evil... Halt!

Song Fei suddenly a leng, the brain as if an instant to open the mind, he said nothing, before further to Qi Yan, from behind the hand into Qi Yan clothes, in the other side has not had time to react when the solid touch on the other side of the waist.

One hand is wet.

Regardless of finally returned to God Qi Yan dodge, Song Fei all the way up, if this is skimming, it should be wiped over the ex-boyfriend's entire back.

The first time, however, Song Fei did not have a playful mind in the touch.

Even, every time he went up a little, he twisted in his heart.

Qi Yan's entire back was sweaty.

How long does it take to get to the seventh floor? A minute? Two minutes? Three minutes? But what if it's blocked? Go back and continue? Not twice at once? Not twice, but three times? Three times not four times?

It's not raining outside.

Only one idiot saved them nonstop for five and a half hours after they were locked off the elevator.

A hug Qi Yan, Song Fei used the greatest strength of his life: "I..."

"You wait."

Although she was a little unprepared to be touched, Qi Yan still resolutely interrupted her ex-boyfriend and struggled to break free from the warm embrace, while pulling out the claws that remained on her back.

Song Fei surging emotional torrent by Qi's dam blatantly blocked, a little unable to keep up with the mood, in the convergence or continue to live between tangled waves.

In fact, Qi Yan did not think so complicated. Song Fei's random, at any time, belong to their daily interest, a little earlier and a little later does not affect the quality of interest.

However, the trip of another comrade can no longer be delayed...

Downstairs, apple tree.

Zhao He feels that he has been integrated with this tree, you have me, I have you, and even close his eyes, he can imagine the beautiful appearance of this tree.

His body has been cold, down jacket should still carry some wind, but can not stand the temperature is getting lower and lower, and he in addition to the mouth, other places are afraid to move - this tree from the beginning to the present, has not broken a branch, which is God's reward for his stability. If Tarzan moves, God will be angry, maybe all the previous achievements will be wasted.

Zhao He is not afraid of falling, just afraid of falling into the arms of the following dozens of fans.

They loved him so much, he was afraid he'd lose his bones.

In half a night, Zhao He has established deep feelings with the zombies under the tree, and he can even accurately recognize at least one-third of the faces, even if they change shape and shadow in the swing of the rhythm, he can pick them out at a glance in the vast sea of corpses.

"Don't look at me so expectantly, I'm not finished, or we'll talk another ten dollars."

As early as two hours ago, Zhao He changed from singing to rapping, otherwise not only the voice can not stand, the physical strength can not support, the nima library is not enough. Fortunately, the audience is very give face, I do not know whether it is a long time to get along with them have a certain attachment, now whether Zhao He is singing or chatting, they are very supportive, eyes focused, body enthusiasm.

"Fuck, it's you again! Zhao He angrily with the army stabbed off the N attempts to climb the tree woolen sweater zombie, "I am too lazy to hard, then I really welcome, directly shot you believe it or not."

Then he looked in the direction of the front door and sighed with mixed feelings, unable to hide his exhaustion.

"Don't worry," Zhao He looked at the anxious zombies under the tree, as if they could really understand, and earnestly advised, "Xiao Qi will come out again soon." Dozens of times, you still haven't figured out the pattern."

But...

Zhao He anxiously looked at the door again, where it was still empty, quiet and dead.

"That's a bit long this time."

The tone that looks like a joke is actually Zhao He giving himself comfort.

After all, there have been countless back and forth before the charge, Qi Yan in the building the longest time, not this time long. Of course, if it is because found Song Fei, it is absolutely universal celebration, but afraid of Song Fei did not find, Qi Yan for some reason, no longer out to launch the thousand and one charge.

Zhao He felt that he could not bear such an outcome.

He and Qi Yan have no deep friendship, at least before today, Qi Yan to him, is just a life on the road to meet a partner. If you have to say that there has been a life of friendship, it is not impossible, after all, to fight together, but also have rubbed shoulders with life and death. But to say a bad word, if Qi Yan really heroic, he will be sad, and even cry for his comrades, can cry, always continue to go on the road.

All that, however, has changed in the last nearly six hours.

Songfei and what to ask trapped elevator, Qi Yan to save, he in the tree to help contain zombies, the entire deployment without any problem.

But it never occurred to him that this diversion was half a night.

Watching Qi Yan rush in, watching him escape from the building in the chase of the zombies who do not know which floor or which layers, watching him leap up another tree to trim, and hold down the zombies brought out for him, and watching him slip down again, watching him continue to rush in. And then they fail, and they're chased out by new zombies, and they go up the tree, and they wait, and they go down, and they keep going.

Break through every flight of stairs, reach every elevator, break through, reach again, and even make sure there is someone in the elevator. These links are just a few words to say, but to do it, especially in the case of power failure, in the case of how many zombies are wandering on every floor, and in the case of having to ensure their absolute safety, it is simply difficult to climb the sky!

Once.

Twice.

Ten times.

Twenty times.

Perseverance, the cycle, to the back Zhao He has been countless.

The guy seemed to be tireless, did not understand discouragement, and did not know that there were two words in the world, called give up.

If it were himself, Zhao He thought, he would go mad.

Either collapse and return, would rather kneel and kowtow to his comrades at a loss for their own, or go out with the zombies to fight to the death, even if the outcome is infection and mutation, but also always fall happy.

But Qi chose the hardest path.

Take failure again and again, keep going again and again, not despair, not give up, not angry, not crazy, and even more calm and determined each time.If he had not seen it with his own eyes, Zhao he did not believe that there would really be such people in the world.

Just like the programs he has seen that have touched China, he always thinks that the content is too exaggerated and sensational, and often has the question of "how normal people can do this".

Now he knows that such people exist, and the impact that such people bring to the world is also huge.

It is impossible for an individual not to be infected by such forces.

So he actually spent half the night in a tree, singing half the night to zombies. I'm freezing, and I think I can last the rest of the night.

It's also amazing.

"Maybe Qi Yan really found those two and that's why he forgot about me." Zhao He seriously chat with the former students under the tree, chatting and chatting, sad sigh, "Alas, Zhou all have Qiaosiqi, Feng Qi white with Wu Zhou, Qi Yan ran Song Fei he asked, on me a lonely person ah... Waves chasing waves ~~ jackdaws in pairs ~~ Girls everyone has a partner ~~ who matches me ~~~~"

"Zhao He --"

"Just got a little emotional, can't wait for me to finish singing... Uh, huh? A surname? !!"

Zhao He suddenly raised his bright head. They could not see each other's faces because of the high floor and the light, but they could always tell the numbers -- one in the tree, three upstairs.

"Did you really find them? !!"

Zhao He stared unimaginably, unable to suppress his inner joy, and even his voice brought a long-lost passion.

"Well, it's all safe." With the foil of Zhao He, Qi Yan's voice is more calm. Perhaps it is the long rescue, he has been accustomed to his own death in the rational, difficult to come out, "How many zombies under the tree?"

'Sixty-nine!

Song Fei Jiong, do not use so accurate!

Qi Yan but even the nerve of ridicule seems to be repressed, he actually just a number of the line, there is a calculation in his heart: "We sing now, help you to bring them over, you find the opportunity to escape under the tree, hear it --"

Zhao He frowned: "You got the radio?"

"Not yet."

"Then why should I go? Is that the seventh or eighth floor? When you rush to the 12th floor, and then fail to run out, without me to contain the gang under the tree, you are ready to reincarnate directly?"

Qi Yan paused, then said: "We will not rush later, we have to rest first."

"Then I will rest in the tree," Zhao He did not want to think, "when you are finished resting, I am finished resting, we continue to cooperate, anyway, everything is waiting to get the radio again!"

Qi Yan is a little anxious, although restrained, the tone is still inevitably anxious: "The temperature will drop lower in the second half of the night, you can't do this in the tree!"

"I can --"

'We can't! Qi Yan is not negotiable, decisive ultimatum, "we will act tomorrow night, there is a day and a half night, you look at it."

"Fuck!!" Zhao He was too soft to be too hard, was so excited to explode.

Song Fei can not listen to it, know that these two are people comradees-in-arms, do not know that they are sworn enemies, have so to discuss things?!

A steak opened Qi Yan, Song Fei shouted at the following peace: "Zhao He, we will get the radio, but also absolutely can retreat, you believe me once, OK?"

'No way! If Qi Yan insisted on insisting, he may also shake, this goods are completely unconvincing, "even an elevator can not overcome, let me how to believe you!"

Song Fei: "But Qi Yan can ah!"

Zhao He: "That has nothing to do with you!"

Song Fei: "Qi Yan Ke zombie ke elevator Ke world, I Qi Yan ah, so the man who finally stands at the top of the food chain is me, is me, or me!!"

Zhao He:...

Song Fei: "Any more questions?"

Zhao He:...

Song Fei: "Why don't you talk?"

Zhao He: "You can't let me take care of such a complex food chain for a while!!"