Fu Hongyang's mind was in a mess. He didn't know how he spent this week in purgatory. He was about to go to the verge of collapse.

He thought of his parents who were working far away, his girlfriend at school, and his best friends.

I don’t know how they are now, whether they are waiting in the same purgatory as themselves, or have been buried in the purgatory covered by endless haze.

"Dad, mom, I miss you so much... Xu Ya, I miss you so much..." Tears had already covered Fu Hongyang's cheeks without realizing it.

I don't know how many times it was to cry.

When people are isolated and helpless, they always think of the people they are closest to.

When smog isolates the entire world and deaths occur one after another, he knows that this world is peaceful and peaceful, and is falling into the abyss of darkness.

Bang bang!

Someone was hitting the iron gate vigorously, accompanied by the roar of wild beasts.

The slender black dog, who was dying at his feet, opened his eyes weakly and wanted to raise his head, but in the end he just whimpered and then closed his eyes.

If it weren't for the abdomen that had faintly fluctuated, it was no different from being dead.

Fu Hongyang let his tears dry, took out his dirty mask and put it on his face, touched the dark dog's head, stood up and walked out of the messy house. As soon as the door opened, a thick smog as smoke rushed over. He hurriedly brought the door to prevent the smog from pouring in.

Even through the mask, you can still smell the smell of something burning in the haze.

The sound of hitting the iron gate had stopped, and there were still waves of wild beasts roaring deep inside the yard, but Fu Hongyang knew that it was not the sound of wild beasts - it was humans.

To be precise, it is a dead person.

Zombies.

Let's call it that way.

He had seen the dead people who fell to the ground due to smog poisoning. Three days ago, they began to get up from the ground one after another, and then wandered around like wild animals. Some people in the village thought they were resurrected from the dead and were surprised to meet them, and then they were like the ones filmed in the movie.

Living people are eaten by zombies.

The difference is that in the movie, zombies rarely really eat people, but they just bite people to death, making people continue to be infected into zombies. However, the zombies here are really eat people, and they eat nothing left.

Their bodies have no scars and walk no differently than normal people. Their five senses may be slightly weaker, and they freely shuttle through the thick fog, searching for one living target after another.

Fu Hongyang dared not go out and did not dare to leave the small yard in his hometown.

The two tile houses in the front, the two-story building in the back, and the ordinary rural courtyards are all in this structure.

He always stayed in front of the window of the room on the second floor, watching the zombies vaguely moving in disorderly movements in the thick fog. But yesterday, he didn't dare to stay on the second floor anymore and moved to a tile house. Because the second floor was about to collapse, it was squeezed by the growing black sable in the yard.

The eyes were on the thick tree trunk.

He whispered softly: "It's thicker again, and it can be seen that it's thicker than an hour ago. The canopy of the tree is getting thicker. Just a few days after the Lantern Festival, it's just sprouting and sucking strips in the haze... What viruses in the haze make people turn into zombies and make trees grow wildly?"

He has asked himself more than once in the past two days.

But there is no way to find the answer.

The catastrophe suddenly caught off guard!

The first day of the sudden thick fog, which is Thursday, March 4, 2021. The mobile phone signal was interrupted in the morning, and the computer could still access the Internet. The Internet was full of discussions. The world began to fog. Then the power outage began in the afternoon and the Internet was cut off. Then the smog became more and more serious, and you would feel the sting like choking smoke when you breathe.

On that day, the young and old in the village were still holding back the choking haze and gathering together to discuss. No one dared to stay in the haze the next day because several elderly people in the village were choked to death.

The village cadres drove a patrol car and shouted everyone to stay home with a loudspeaker.

Fu Hongyang's distant uncle, an elderly man from the five-guarantee household, was also choked to death by the smog. When the village cadres went to carry the body, he also went to help. Although he was unable to help, at least he brought home the unattended black dog in his uncle's family - the black dog breed is said to be a Shaanxi plum dog.

During the summer vacation last year, my distant uncle picked it up from somewhere. Because the two families were not far away, the black dog was played with by him since he was a child, so he was very close to Fu Hongyang.

The name is Doudou, and this is what he gave it to.

It was also because of the black dog and Doudou that Fu Hongyang could support his life to this day in the purgatory-like smog disaster. On the third day, almost all the elderly left behind in the village fell down, many women and children fell down, and even the strong men fell down.

Except for a few bold people, no one dares to go out.

But who knew that from the fourth day, the dead people actually got up one after another, and rushed towards the living like a walking corpse.

Fu Hongyang hid on the second floor and often heard terrifying screams in the smog and wild beasts. He even saw three zombies chasing a living person downstairs. Before he could go downstairs to open the door to save the person, the living person was shared by three zombies outside the wall.

The screams and the sound of chewing blood made him tremble all over.

Pick.

Suddenly, a piece of brick fell off the wall of the yard, pulling Fu Hongyang, who was trapped in memory, back to reality. Looking up, the cracks in his yard wall became larger and larger, and the inclination level reached almost fifteen degrees, and it was about to collapse - the wall base was raised high and was pushed up by the black tree roots.

The wild black slabs grew from the mouth of the bowl at the beginning to the size of the bucket now.

It's hard to imagine that it only took seven days.

"The wall is about to fall down, it's better to fall off sooner. It's the ending sooner. Anyway, it's either eaten by zombies or starved to death..." Fu Hongyang thought a little numbly. He stayed at home for a whole week and ate all the food he could. If he persisted, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to help but eat the black dog Doudou.

It is also possible that Doudou suddenly recovered and ate him.

Each person and a dog were all hungry all day long.

"Hiss...roar!" The zombies outside the wall seemed to have a dispute, not only were they roaring, but they also had a thumping sound.

Fu Hongyang was a little interested and wanted to observe these zombies again. When the building was still alive two days ago, he was bored and his way to vent his claustrophobia was to observe zombies.

Because the smog is too heavy, the zombie's appearance cannot be seen very clearly, but the zombie's movements are very clear.

At first, he felt like he was toddler, but then he was no different from ordinary people. Those zombies with hunched backs and revived from the elderly also had the light steps of young people. Fortunately, zombies did not crawl to the wall, otherwise Fu Hongyang's home would have been hacked by zombies.

At this moment, the building could not be accessed and he dared not climb on the wall. He glanced around and put the idea of ​​climbing high on the black bark.

The trunk of the black tree is as thick as a bucket, and the crown of the tree reaches into the haze. It feels hazy and 30 meters high. The trunk does not grow straight upward, but is growing diagonally toward the building, with a slope that can be climbed. Fu Hongyang gritted his teeth and endured the feeling of hunger and climbed upward.

Slowly, he finally successfully climbed to the first branch position in a few minutes, sat on it and gasped, and could see outside the wall in sight.

Through the haze, you can see a larger zombie, pushing away the ordinary zombie and trying to occupy another big tree outside the wall.

"The location of that tree should be the original bark tree, right?" The "bark tree" mentioned by Fu Hongyang is a scientific name for baubles. It is a common tree in rural areas of Jianghuai. This kind of baubles often grows by fields, lakes, roads, and corners of walls. It is useless and grows fast, and the roots are stretched everywhere.

Frequently harm farmland and vegetable gardens.

This mulberry tree is one size smaller than the wuzhu in Fu Hongyang's home.
Chapter completed!