As for the five Caucasians, they were here to travel, but they did not expect to encounter the outbreak of the zombie virus. They escaped here by accident and found that it was very safe, so they stayed to take refuge and wait for rescue. The three Lamas were originally from the Imperial Palace Temple, so it was natural for them to be here. The Tibetan couple came here to offer incense, and they happened to encounter the outbreak of the zombie virus, so they naturally stayed here. They were believers and only trusted the Lamas, so they stayed with them.
Ding Ning quickly sorted out his thoughts. This hall seemed to have some kind of magical power that made zombies afraid of it and not dare to invade it. These people from all over the world gathered here by accident. With this life-saving place, they could survive until now.
But this was only a temporary struggle. They seriously lacked drinking water and food, so they could only rely on everyone taking turns to search for food in other palaces when the zombies left, and take water from the well in the temple to drink.
"Ding Ning, did you see where the zombies went when you came here? Is it safe outside now? "
Galava swallowed and asked Ding Ning.
"It should be safe nearby. I also saw that the zombies suddenly left, so I sneaked out to look for food."
Ding Ning casually bluffed, but he was thinking about what was so strange about this place that even the zombies did not dare to come in. He scoffed at Galava's words that the Guru was indeed protecting him, and he would never believe it.
"Zhu Gu has been in a coma for several days, and he has not eaten anything. What should we do if this goes on?"
"There is no way, we can only wait for him to wake up."
At this moment, the worried whispers of the two Lamas fell into Ding Ning's ears and attracted his attention.
Zhu Gu?
In Tibetan, Zhu Gu meant "incarnation" or "reincarnation incarnation". It referred to an accomplished monk who died and was reincarnated as an incarnation. The Buddhist world and the government used a special method to find and identify the reincarnation of a child.
The social essence of this system was to use the belief of the free reincarnation of an eminent monk to solve the problem of inheritance of the head of the temple.
A little Lama called Zhu Gu? This made Ding Ning very interested. Was this little Lama the reincarnation of the Living Buddha? So the zombies did not dare to enter this hall? It could even isolate his divine sense.
It was no wonder that he thought so. After all, after entering this hall, Ding Ning had checked the inside and outside of this place and found nothing strange. If there was something strange, it could only be the little lama who had been in a coma all the time.
Therefore, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He quietly released his divine sense and quietly observed the young lama called Zhu Gu.
But right after that, his expression changed slightly, and he was even more certain of his guess. This young lama's entire body was suffused with a strange power that couldn't be detected by the naked eye, and it actually isolated his Divine Sense from the outside, causing him to be unable to even see his appearance.
Damn, there really are reincarnated spirit children in this world?
Ding Ning was secretly amazed, but he had even seen the goddess, so a reincarnated spirit child did not surprise him much.
Now that he had figured out the reason why the Divine Awareness was isolated here, and these people had obviously not seen Orochi, Ding Ning did not bother to stay here any longer.
He immediately stood up and was about to speak when a brown-haired white man suddenly pointed a gun at him and said in English, "You, newcomer, it's your turn to look for food. We're running out of food."
"Me?"
Ding Ning pointed to his nose in astonishment, and then he remembered what Galava had just said. For the sake of fairness, they all took turns to look for food.
Galava, the flower guardian, had good luck. While the zombies were attacking the border of Shenzhou on a large scale two days ago, he found a small supermarket and got a few days' worth of rations, so that the three girls could avoid the misfortune of looking for food.
"Yes, it's you. This is the rule we made together. No one can eat for free here."
The white man stared at him coldly, and the gun in his hand was always pointed at Ding Ning's head.
"Put down the gun, he just came here. Besides, the food I found two days ago is enough for us to eat for a week. Even if we have to look for food, it's your turn now."
Galava suddenly pulled out his gun and pointed it at the brown-haired white man, and shouted angrily.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to break the rules? "
Seeing Galava pull out his gun, the other four white men stood up and pointed two shotguns at Galava's head. The three girls were so scared that they covered their eyes and screamed.
The two middle-aged speakers looked on coldly and did not say anything. It seemed that in their eyes, except for the little Lama Zhu Gu, no one else was worthy of their attention.
The old Tibetan couple subconsciously touched the Tibetan knife at their waist and stood up nervously. Although Ding Ning was a Shenzhou person that they hated, they did not have a good impression of the foreign devils.
Besides, they were also very clear that with so many people present, the foreign devils had the advantage in numbers. The so-called rules could only temporarily maintain the balance on the surface because they were trapped for a short period of time.
Once they were trapped for a long time, the ugliness of human nature would be exposed, and all kinds of contradictions would be aroused. Now it was the Shenzhou people who were unlucky, but it might be their turn in the future.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense and oppressive to the extreme. Galava swallowed his saliva and said fiercely, "What do you want to do? This is India, not your territory. You can do whatever you want. "
"India, f * ck, what the f * ck are you talking to me about now?"
The white man who pointed the shotgun at Ding Ning's head suddenly put the shotgun on Galava's head and cursed angrily, "This f * cking place. It's been five f * cking days, and we haven't seen any rescue from your Indian military. Let me tell you, this place has been abandoned by your f * cking Indian military. Don't f * cking expect anyone to come and save us. Now you still have the f * cking face to talk to me about India? I'll shoot you."
"Peng!" A punch!
A fat white man punched Galava to the ground and snatched the gun from his hand. He stepped on Galava's head, pulled the trigger, and pointed at Galava's temple. "F * ck, stupid Tianzhu, I'm going to shoot you now."
"Ah! No, please don't kill my brother! "
Galava's sister, Sima, was so scared that she knelt on the ground and begged. Luqika and Surbi were shivering and hugging each other, screaming.
The fat white man grinned, revealing his white teeth. He reached out and tore off the veil on Sima's face. Looking at her beautiful face, which was stained with tears, a hint of lust flashed in his eyes. "Hey, guys, this girl is really not bad. Now we'll have some fun."
"And she's a beauty? Come, let's see what these two girls look like. Let's have some fun today. "
The white man with gray pupils licked his lips greedily and walked toward Luqika and Surbi. He reached out and tore off the veil on their faces. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a lewd smile, "Hey, guys, we're lucky. They're all little beauties."
"Come, serve me well. When I'm satisfied, I'll let your brother go."
The fat white man reached out and grabbed Sima's hair, about to tear off his clothes.
"Let her go. Don't touch her. If you have any problems, come at me."
Galava struggled desperately. There was still blood at the corner of his mouth, and he roared at the top of his voice.
"Shut up. If you dare to speak again, I'll kill you."
The fat white man stepped on Galava's face fiercely and crushed his face back and forth with the sole of his shoe.
Galava's face was full of humiliation, grief, and indignation. He roared wildly, "If you dare to touch them, I'll kill you."
"Kill us, come on, get up, kill us, you damned Indian monkey!"
Several white men had fierce looks on their faces. They rushed forward and punched and kicked Galava. The old Tibetan couple showed righteous indignation on their faces. They were about to step forward to mediate, but the fat white man pointed a gun at them and warned, "It's none of your business. If you dare to meddle in other people's business, I'll shoot you."
The old Tibetan couple clenched their fists tightly, but they dared not say anything under the muzzle of a gun. They could only turn their heads.
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly. His favorable impression of Galava had greatly increased. How could he watch him be beaten to death?
"Let my brother go. I'll serve you well. Please don't fight anymore!"
Shema threw herself on Galava's body, crying and begging.
Luqika and Surbi trembled like frightened little quails. They knelt on the ground and cried in despair, "Stop fighting. We'll accompany you, okay?"
The fat white man's eyes were filled with lust. He threatened them with a lecherous smile, "I heard that Indian girls are good at dancing. Give us a striptease first to liven things up!"
"Hahaha!"
Looking at the three girls shivering and beginning to take off their clothes, the five white men laughed wildly. Galava closed his eyes in pain and let out a roar like a wounded beast.
"A group of bastards, all of you deserve to die!"
Ding Ning suddenly said faintly, causing the five foreign devils' laughter to abruptly stop.
"F * ck, if you want to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"
The blond white man grinned and pointed the shotgun at Ding Ning's head. He was about to pull the trigger, but he was stopped by the fat white man. "Don't kill him first. They'll be responsible for finding food for us in the future!"
The grey-eyed white man punched Ding Ning's face. "Even so, we still have to teach this little bastard a lesson."
"Crack!"
"Ah … My wrist, my wrist!"
The grey-eyed white man let out a shrill scream. He held his broken wrist and jumped in pain.
Galava opened her eyes in surprise. The three girls also stopped taking off their clothes and looked at Ding Ning in shock.
"Go to hell!"
The blond white man saw that the grey-eyed white man's wrist had been broken by Ding Ning instead of hitting Ding Ning. He realized that Ding Ning was probably a powerful character. A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation …
"Bang!"
However, the grin on his face quickly froze. He watched in horror as the shotgun in his hand suddenly exploded. His face and hands were badly mutilated. He fell to the ground and rolled around while covering his face.
"Unlucky Joseph, shoot him!"
The fat white man seemed to be the leader of the five, but he did not think much about it. He thought that the gun barrel had exploded, so he and the other two people raised their guns and pulled the trigger together.
Galava's face was filled with despair. She shouted, "Ding Ning, go quickly!"
The three girls had already screamed in fear and hugged each other. They closed their eyes and could not bear to watch anymore. Even the Tibetan couple was the same.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Three muffled sounds came in succession, accompanied by the shrill screams of the three white men!
The gun had exploded again. The three white men covered their hands that were exposed by the explosion. Their faces twisted in pain as they rolled on the ground.
"There are not many living people in Sikkim. At this time, instead of huddling together, you actually dare to do such beastly things!"
Ding Ning let out a long sigh. "Heaven's evil can be forgiven, but one cannot escape from one's own evil!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked forward under the terrified eyes of the five white men. He slowly broke their limbs, and the entire hall was filled with screams like pigs being slaughtered.
"Galava, I will leave these people to you! Remember, don't let a tiger grow. I will leave first. We will meet again if fate allows it! "
Ding Ning stepped forward to help the wounded Galava up. He stuffed a pill into his mouth, turned around, and left. The wandering zombies had been buried alive by him. As long as Galava and the others did not take the initiative to release the zombies from the buildings, it was enough for them to live well.
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