Ding Li's blood was burning, he grabbed a step and picked up the stick. He stepped on the zombie vest that fell to the ground, and hit the zombie's head with no brainstorm.

He practiced martial arts since he was a child and was much more courageous than ordinary people. He had greater strength in his hands. He hit the zombie's head. He broke the stick in just two or three strokes.

It’s just a pity that every time the stick was hit, it felt like it was hitting the rubber tire, and 50% of the ten layers of strength were leaked.

The zombie under her feet became more and more powerful. She kept trying to jump up, but Ding Li squatted slightly, the center of gravity sank, stood up a horse stance stake, stepped on it, and shouted, "Go and get the knife!"

The man was screamed by Ding Li, and then he realized "Oh" and rolled and crawled backwards.

But as soon as Ding Li opened his mouth, his strength was relaxed. He was rushed by the zombie and could no longer stop. He staggered and almost stopped.

The zombie jumped up clumsyly, then jumped and turned around again. At this time, Ding Li had already escaped several steps away cleverly.

The zombie didn't know whether it was holding a grudge against Ding Li or what happened, so she chased after him persistently.

The zombie's body is extremely heavy. Every time he jumps up and lands, he can hear a dull sound, causing the ground to shake.

Damn, Ding Li complained in his heart. He didn't expect that this time he would really cause trouble, and he didn't know if anyone helped him. Fortunately, the zombie was not fast and could not run away from him. Otherwise, he would be miserable this time.

Each man and a zombie chased and fled, and quickly ran across several streets. Wherever they passed, the dogs on the whole street were so scared that they didn't dare to make a sound, but when they were waiting for the two to run away, they barked wildly.

For a moment, the dogs in the city seemed to be barking, and it was extremely lively. Ding Li practiced martial arts for a while and ran for a few miles every morning without any movement. At this moment, he evenly breathed his mouth and nose, and he was not too tired to run. However, being chased by this zombie was not a solution.

If he had weapons in his hand, Ding Li would dare to turn around and fight with the zombie, but his hands were empty and he would be a fool if he turned around and fought to the death. This zombie was obviously invulnerable to swords and guns.

But at this moment, a Taoist priest suddenly ran towards him, wearing an apricot yellow gossip robe, holding a peach wood sword in his hand, and shouted quickly: "Where are the zombies..."

Halfway through his words, he saw the zombie chasing behind him and shouted loudly. His hands were about to break in his mouth. He used a little blood from his fingertips to outline a few talismans on the peach wood sword and rushed towards the zombie.

"Be careful..." Ding Li didn't finish his words, and saw a scene that almost made him open his eyes so wide that it fell out.

The thin peach wood sword was just hit by a zombie. The zombie seemed to be electrocuted, and white smoke began to rise from the place where it touched, and then it was flew out by a bullet.

"Damn, this is OK?" Ding Li was too surprised and shouted, "Is this the so-called Taoist Dharma?"

Obviously no one cared about what he was thinking, and no one answered his questions. Two more young men in short-ditched faces ran over and shouted: "Master, Mo Douxian is here!"

The Taoist priest shouted: "It's just right here, tie up Master Ren's zombie."

While speaking, the two young men had already pulled out the thread in their hands. The three of them worked together to trap the zombie in the Mo Dou line.

The poor zombie wanted to jump up several times, but once it touched the Mo Dou Line, a stream of white smoke would appear on its body, and it screamed and fell back to the ground.

He was tied up by several people and then pasted the zombie with a yellow paper talisman on the forehead, which completely cured the zombie.

Ding Li was relieved at this time and had not spoken yet. There was a sound of unmovable crying, and the sound of pulling a bolt.

Before he could completely realize what was going on, he was caught by a few people wearing old yellow military uniforms wearing leggings.

"Let go, let go..." A young man shouted: "We are catching zombies, why do you catch us?"

After hearing this, a proud fat man walked out in a military uniform, with a big belly, and the shiny horse boots. He held a horse whip in his hand and smiled proudly: "What zombies, where are there zombies? You are all thieves who steal my uncle's body... and they all caught me..."

Unlucky, really unlucky. Ding Li sat blankly against the wall, with all his life in lawsuits.

It was already dawn, and the sun shone down from the small window outside, bringing up a flying dust.

The experience last night was so tortuous and impactful. Ding Li calmed down now, and it felt incredible to think about it.

First of all, his grandmother's self had inexplicably traveled through time. This was enough to shock his fragile heart, but it was not over yet. Before he realized that he was traveling through time, Ding Li encountered a zombie again. He finally beat the zombie away, but he went to prison.

Is this playing with me? Or playing with me!

The only thing that Ding Li still feels a little comforted now is that the prison is not dirty and smelly, and it looks more like a detention center. Through the iron fence, you can see several prison guards surrounding a building having breakfast.

The aroma of pork sausage noodles and egg porridge continued to spread, causing Ding Li's stomach to twitch, and then he heard the sound of his stomach roaring around him.

An ugly young man with watermelon skin hair rubbed his stomach with a frown: "Master, I'm hungry. When can we go out?"

Another person who had a separate head and looked much handsome, shouted in anger: "I think this guy is just to take revenge on his own! Master..."

After hearing these few words, Ding Li's eyes began to fight with his eyelids, and his head began to get drowsy. He also began to get dazed, but he fell asleep without realizing it.

I don’t know how long it took, but Ding Li Shen stretched his waist and stood up happily, and began to feel something was wrong.

He looked up and down and suddenly found that he was living in the dormitory. It was this familiar broken dormitory that he had lived in for more than two years. A familiar smell of sweat and feet mixed with smell came to his face.

The second child's computer was still on, but the person was squatting on the chair like a big horse monkey, holding a bucket of instant noodles, and eating happily. The other two were missing.

All this is normal, but Ding Li just felt something was wrong. Gradually, as the oxygen supply in his mind became full, the memory returned to his body.
Chapter completed!