Chapter 942

As for the five white people who came to travel, they were unlucky to encounter the outbreak of zombie virus and fled here by mistake. They found that it was safe and stayed for refuge and waited for rescue; The three lamas themselves are the people of the palace temple, so it's natural for them to be here; The Tibetan couple came here to offer incense. They happened to encounter the outbreak of zombie virus and naturally stayed. They are believers and only trust the Lama, so they stayed with them.

Ding Ning quickly cleared his mind. The hall seems to have some magical power, which makes the zombies afraid of it. These people from all over the world inadvertently gathered here and have this place to protect their lives, so they can live until now.

But it was only a temporary respite. They were seriously short of water and food. They had to rely on the zombies. When they left, they took turns to search for food in other palaces and get water from the wells in the temple.

"Ding Ning, did you see where those zombies went when you came just now? Is it safe outside now?"

Galava swallowed and asked Ding Ning.

"It should be safe nearby. I saw the zombies suddenly go away, so I slipped out to look for food."

Ding Ning fooled casually, but he was thinking about what's strange here. He didn't even dare to enter the zombie. He scoffed at galava's saying that guru zhejiruozhuo was blessed. He would never believe it.

"Zhu Gu has been in a coma for several days and hasn't eaten. What can he do if he goes on like this?"

"I can't help but wait for him to wake up."

At this time, the worried low voice conversation between the two lamas fell into Ding Ning's ears and attracted his attention.

Zhu Gu?

In Tibetan, Zhu Gu means "incarnation" and "reincarnation". It refers to the reincarnation of accomplished monks after death, or reincarnation in people. The Buddhist community and the government use specific methods to find and identify their reincarnated children, and train them from an early age to inherit and preside over the church. The social essence of this system is to use the belief of free reincarnation of eminent monks to solve the problems of the church The inheritance right of the abbot of the temple.

A little Lama called Zhu Gu? This makes Ding Ning very interested. Is this little lama the spirit child of the reincarnation of the living Buddha? That's why zombies don't dare enter this hall? Even his divine sense can be isolated.

No wonder he thinks so. After all, after entering the hall, Ding Ning has checked the inside and outside here, and has not found any strange places. If there are really strange things, there is only this little lama who has always been in a coma.

So the more he thought about it, the more likely it was that the divine consciousness was quietly released and quietly observed the little lama named Zhu Gu.

But then his face changed slightly and confirmed his guess. The little lama was permeated with a strange force that could not be detected by the naked eye. He even isolated his divine consciousness and made him invisible.

I'll go. Are there really reincarnated spirit children in this world?

Ding Ning secretly said he was surprised, but he had even seen the goddess, and he was not shocked by a reincarnated spirit child.

Now that they have figured out the reason why the divine consciousness is isolated here, these people obviously haven't seen Baqi, and Ding Ning is too lazy to stay here again.

When he got up and was about to speak, a white man with brown hair suddenly pointed a gun at him and said in English, "you, newcomer, it's your turn to look for food. Our food is almost finished."

"Me?"

Ding Ning pointed to his nose in amazement, and then remembered that galava had just said that they took turns to look for food for fairness.

Galava, the flower protection Messenger, was lucky. When he went to attack the border of China on a large scale two days before the zombie, he found a small supermarket and got rations for several days, so as to avoid the bad luck of the three girls looking for food.

"Yes, it's you. This is our common rule. No one can eat free food here."

The white man stared at him coldly, and the gun in his hand was always pointing 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 I look for food, it's your turn."

Galava suddenly pulled out his gun at the brown haired white man and shouted angrily.

"What do you want? Do you want to break the rules?"

When galava pulled out his gun, the other four whites stood up. Two shotguns pointed at galava's head and said angrily. The frightened three girls covered their eyes and screamed.

The two middle-aged speakers looked on coldly without any expression. It seems that in their eyes, no one is worth their attention except the little lama Zhu Gu.

The old Tibetan couple subconsciously touched the Tibetan knife at their waist and stood up nervously. Although Ding Ning was a Chinese they hated, they had no good impression of foreign devils.

Besides, they are also very clear that so many people present are foreign devils, and the so-called rules are that they are trapped for a short time, so they can temporarily maintain the apparent balance.

Once trapped for a long time, the ugliness of human nature will be exposed and various contradictions will be aroused. Now it is the Chinese who are unlucky, but it may be their turn in the future.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense and repressed to the extreme. Galava swallowed his saliva and said, "what do you want to do? This is Tianzhu, not your territory. You can do whatever you want."

"Tianzhu, Fark, what the hell are you talking about now, Tianzhu?"

The white man who had pointed a shotgun at dinning's head suddenly put the shotgun on galava's forehead, Out of control, he scolded angrily: "this damn place has not seen your rescue from the Tianzhu military for five days. I tell you, it has been abandoned by your damn Tianzhu military. Don't expect someone to save us. Now you have the face to tell me that Tianzhu, I shot you."

Bang!

A fat white man knocked galava to the ground with a punch, grabbed the gun in his hand, stepped on his head, pulled the trigger and pointed to his temple: "Falk, stupid guinea pig, I'll kill you now."

"Ah! No, please don't kill my brother!"

Xima, galava's sister, knelt down in fear and begged. Ruqika and sulbizese trembled and hugged together and screamed.

The fat white man grinned with white teeth, stretched out his hand to tear off the veil on Xima's face, looked at her beautiful face with pear flowers and rain, and flashed an obscene color in his eyes: "Hey, guys, this girl is really good. Now we have some fun."

"Still a beauty? Come and see how these two girls look. Let's have a good time today."

The white man with gray pupils greedily licked his lips, went to luqika and sulbi, reached out and tore off the veil on their faces, suddenly brightened his eyes, smiled and said, "Hey, guys, we are blessed. We are all little beauties."

"Come on, take good care of me. When I'm comfortable, I'll let your brother go."

The fat white man reached out and grabbed hima's hair, and was about to tear open his clothes.

"Let her go. Don't touch her. What's coming to me?"

Galava struggled desperately, his mouth still filled with blood, and roared at the top of his voice.

"Shut up and dare to say anything again. I'll kill you."

The fat white man stepped on galava's face and rolled his face back and forth with the sole of his shoe.

Galava's face was full of humiliating grief and anger, and he roared madly, "if you dare to touch them, I will kill you."

"Kill us, come on, get up, kill us, you damn Guinea monkey!"

Several white people with fierce faces rushed forward to punch and kick galava. The old Tibetan couple showed righteous anger on their faces. They were about to come forward to persuade, but they were pointed at by a fat white man with a gun and warned: "it's none of your business. If you dare to meddle, I'll shoot you."

The old Tibetan couple clenched their fists tightly, but they dared to be angry at the muzzle of the gun and could only turn their heads.

Ding Ning narrowed his eyes slightly and greatly liked galava, a San. How could he watch him die.

"You let my brother go and I'll serve you well. Please don't fight again!"

Hima threw herself on galava and cried and begged.

Ruqika and sulbi trembled like frightened little quails, knelt on the ground and cried desperately, "stop fighting, can't we accompany you?"

The fat white man's eyes showed sexual light and threatened: "I heard that the girls in Tianzhu dance well. First, let's have a strip dance to help us have fun!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Looking at the three girls shivering and beginning to take off their clothes, the five whites laughed wildly, galava painfully closed his eyes and hissed like a wounded beast.

"A bunch of animals, damn it!"

Ding Ning suddenly said a faint sentence, which suddenly stopped the laughter of the five foreign devils.

"Falk, you want me to kill you!"

The blonde white man smiled grimly and put a shotgun on Ding Ning's forehead to pull the trigger, but was stopped by the fat white man: "don't kill him first, and they will be responsible for helping us find food later!"

The white man with gray eyes hit Ding Ning in the face with a fist: "then we should teach this little bastard a good lesson."

"Click!"

"Ah... My wrist, my wrist!"

The gray eyed white man let out a shrill scream and jumped in pain with his broken wrist.

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!"

Seeing that gray eyes could not beat people, the blonde white man was pinched by Ding Ning and broke his wrist. He realized that Ding Ning was probably a powerful role. A fierce light flashed at the bottom of his eyes and pulled the trigger without hesitation

"Bang!"

But the ferocious smile on his face soon solidified. He looked at the barrel of the shotgun in his hand suddenly burst, blurring his face and hands, and fell to the ground, covering his face and rolling.

"Unlucky Joseph, shoot him!"

The fat white man seemed to be the first of the five, but he didn't think much. He thought it was the barrel explosion. Even the other two raised their guns and pulled the trigger.

Galava looked desperate and shouted, "Ding Ning, you go!"

The three girls were already screaming and hugging together. They closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look again, even the two Tibetan couples.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three muffled sounds came in succession, accompanied by the shrill screams of three whites!

The gun exploded again. The three white men covered their blasted hands, and their painful faces twisted and rolled on the ground.

"There are few living people in Sikkim. At this time, they don't hold a group to keep warm. How dare they want to do animal things!"

Ding Ning sighed leisurely: "it's really heaven's sin that can be forgiven, and self sin can't live!"

As soon as the voice fell, the five whites stepped forward in the frightened eyes, slowly interrupted their limbs, and the whole hall screamed like a pig.

"Galava, leave these people to you! Remember, don't feed the tiger. I'll go first. See you later!"

Ding Ning stepped forward to pick up the scarred galava, put a pill in his mouth, turned and walked away. The wandering zombies had been buried alive by him. As long as galava and they didn't die, they took the initiative to release the zombies in the building, which was enough to live well.