Chapter 1687 Drinking big bowls of wine and eating big chunks of meat (explosive update 13000)
The northwest is vast.
ZY City, Sanzha Town in the north.
To the north is Longshou Mountain.
Everything is quiet.
Huhuhu——
The wind blows the withered grass, making a desolate sound.
The north wind blows and the white grass breaks.
It's thick in the northwest, and after night arrives, the temperature plummets to zero degrees.
An off-road vehicle parked in the Yangqiao Temple.
The tall Buddha statues on both sides look down at the world with compassionate faces.
It was solemn and solemn, and seemed a bit strange in this dark night.
Infiltrate people.
The dilapidated door was held up by two cement piles at the back.
The cold wind blew in through the crack in the door.
The flames danced.
Rustling.
"Old Zheng, don't you think it's a little bad for us to eat meat in the temple?" Black Hand hung the whole antelope on the flame and roasted it.
They didn't have much water to waste, and they didn't want to dismember the antelope to avoid the smell of blood being too strong.
So they took out the internal organs of the antelope and hung them directly on the fire to bake.
The skin of the antelope is thin, and the hair is not as thick as that of the sheep, it is a very fine layer.
Rub rub rub——
Zheng Shiwu took a sharp dagger and scraped off the burnt layer of fur on the antelope's skin.
The whole antelope was cut open from the belly to form a big character, which they inserted with branches.
Hearing Black Hand's concerns, Zheng Shiwu asked:
"Do you believe in Buddhism?"
"I don't know." Black Hand shook his head.
He really didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he had also been affected by it.
Zheng Shiwu raised his head and glanced at him, but said nothing.
"What about you?" Black Hand asked.
"Guess." Zheng Shiwu smiled.
When he smiled, the hideous scars on his face looked particularly terrifying.
If a timid person saw his appearance, they would probably be frightened to tears.
"You have changed." Black Hand sighed with emotion.
"You never said you guessed before, you have changed."
Zheng Shiwu gave him a confused look and said, "Turning this sheep in a circle, I really believe your evil deeds and actually eat the mutton."
The black hand twirled the stick and turned the antelope over.
The fat from the antelope's body fell into the fire and sizzled.
A rich aroma of roasted lamb hit your nostrils.
"I'm telling you, Lao Zheng, the mutton from the northwest is delicious, not cheesy!"
"Yeah." Zheng Shiwu nodded, he knew this.
He has been to the northwest before and ate local roast mutton.
Delicious indeed.
No need to add any seasonings, just some salt, it tastes great.
The place they chose was extremely remote, at least dozens of kilometers away from ZY City.
To the north is a high mountain, and to the north is Alxa and the desert.
To the south is Zhangye.
There are relatively few zombies here, but the roads are not very easy to walk.
In order to avoid the northwest branch base of ZY City, they took a detour.
In such a remote place, even if zombies come, they probably won't come in large numbers.
As for wall-climbing zombies, that's possible though.
But they brought a UV light, so it should be fine.
The ultraviolet lamp hangs on the palm of King Tota and shines downward.
Crackling——
The flame burned very fully.
The burning materials for lighting the fire were the offering tables and donation boxes they found from the temple, as well as some futons and the like.
A few minutes later, Zheng Shiwu finally scraped off the roasted antelope wool.
call--
He sat down and glanced at the off-road vehicle behind him.
I have to say that the performance of this car is really good. When I went to this temple, I climbed up more than ten meters of steps.
Although the height of the steps is relatively short, it is quite nice to be able to drive up.
Squeak——
The door of the main hall was blown open by a strong gust of wind, and the cement pile blocking the back was blown to the ground.
Huhu——
The cold wind suddenly blew into the main hall, making them shiver from the cold.
The flame that was originally burning was now deflected to one side.
"Black Hand, why did you close the door? Hurry up and close the door." Zheng Shiwu complained.
Black Hand stood up and said helplessly: "No, I blocked it with cement piles. The wind is too strong!"
Zheng Shiwu frowned when he heard this and stood up from the futon.
"No, the wind can blow it open, and zombies will definitely be able to get in. We have to find something else to block the door."
"There's nothing left!"
Black pointed at the Buddha statues on both sides and said:
"It's impossible to push the Buddha statue over, and it's so heavy that we can't even push it!"
"Then find something heavy and moveable!" Zheng Shiwu walked towards the vehicle.
"What's heavy and movable?"
"Um?"
"Damn, I didn't think of that."
Blackhand didn't react until he saw Zheng Shiwu getting into the car.
This off-road vehicle must have weighed several tons, and it just drove over and hit it behind the door.
Black Hand quickly ran over and helped Zheng Shiwu watch the car reverse to prevent Zheng Shiwu from reversing and smashing the door.
He walked to the door with a UV light in one hand and a gun in the other.
The door was blown halfway open, and he peeked out.
It was pitch black and nothing could be seen outside.
He moved the cement stake aside and closed the two doors.
"Reverse the car." He shouted towards Zheng Shiwu.
Tap tap tap——
The vehicle slowly backed up, and Zheng Shiwu in the car looked behind him through the broken rearview mirror.
But the rearview mirror was broken and he couldn't see clearly, so he opened the car door, turned the steering wheel, and looked back.
Hei Shou waved at him, "Go on."
Zheng Shiwu reversed again, "Stop, stop, stop!"
Creak--
The SUV stopped suddenly and hit the door.
Just right.
Hei Shou pulled the door, but it didn't move at all.
The door of the main hall was held by the rear of the SUV, very stable.
Zheng Shiwu got out of the car and checked it and felt that there was no problem.
Hei Shou said to Hei Shou: "It's okay, go get some wine from the car, warm up the wine and warm yourself up."
"Okay." Hei Shou's face was happy.
This temple has only one small window, right behind.
They checked there, and the window is still made of aluminum alloy, so the wall-climbing zombies should not be able to get in.
There is only this door, but there are some hidden dangers.
But now it is blocked, and only a powerful zombie can knock it open, or a large number of zombies can knock it open.
Black Hand excitedly took out a plastic barrel of wine from the car.
The old wine found in the cellars of farmers around the Northwest Base was originally stored in pottery jars, but it was too easy to break.
So they used this 10-liter plastic barrel.
Carrying the plastic barrel and two "Serve the People" hanging ear cups, he walked to the fire.
He sat down.
Duludulu——
He poured two cups of wine into two cups and put them next to the fire to roast.
Zheng Shiwu took over his previous position and slowly rotated the wooden stick to fully roast the antelope.
"Old Zheng, how long do we have to roast it? I'm hungry." Black Hand put the gun on the ground, touched his stomach and said.
Zheng Shiwu glanced at his watch, "It will take at least another hour and a half."
"Damn it!"
Hei Shou's eyes widened, "We have already roasted for an hour, why do we need to roast it for so long?"
"There is no other way. You put a whole antelope on it and roast it with an open fire. You can only hang it high and roast it slowly, otherwise it will not taste good." Zheng Shiwu replied.
"Okay, okay. But I'm really hungry." Hei Shou sighed and said.
Zheng Shiwu pointed to the off-road vehicle, "There are compressed biscuits in it, you can eat them to fill your stomach."
"No, I have to save my stomach for roasted lamb!" Hei Shou refused flatly.
Are you kidding? Why do you need to eat that stuff when you can eat such delicious roasted lamb.
In the past two months, he has eaten so much compressed biscuits that he wants to vomit.
It's okay to eat it once or twice, but if you eat it for dozens of days in a row, you will get tired of it.
"Sprinkle some salt." Zheng Shiwu said to Hei Shou.
Hei Shou found a small bag from the car. The salt in the bag was brought by themselves.
After surviving the apocalypse for so many years, it is basic to carry some salt with you.
Sprinkle salt.
The antelope meat has become more fragrant.
The cold wind blows around like a wolf howling.
The campfire crackles,
and the firelight reflects the faces of the two people.
In this dim and swaying light, Zheng Shiwu is concentrating on turning over the antelope on the iron stick.
His hands skillfully turn over the antelope meat on the fork. The meat is roasted by the flames, and the skin is slightly charred and sizzling. The oil drips into the fire, causing bursts of small bursts.
The fragrance is overflowing, which is the wildness and the sweetness of burning wood intertwined, which is mouth-watering.
The antelope meat is roasted to be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding an attractive aroma.
Zheng Shiwu's movements are skillful and calm. He holds the wooden stick with his calloused hands to ensure that every part can be evenly heated.
Time passes slowly.
The two of them were in a daze, looking at each other in silence, with only the crackling of the fire and the aroma of antelope meat in the air.
At this moment, they seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding with the world,
and established an unspeakable connection with this ancient and lonely temple, this antelope that provided food, and even this ethereal firelight.
After a while.
Heishou saw that the wine placed next to the fire had heated up, picked up the wine and handed it to Zheng Shiwu.
Zheng Shiwu took it, and the two of them clinked glasses.
The old wine that had been sealed underground for many years was warmed by the fire.
The wine went into the throat and then to the stomach.
The whole person exuded warmth from the inside out.
Huh——
"Comfortable." Heishou moaned comfortably.
The two drank warm wine, occasionally clinked glasses, and didn't talk much.
Heishou stared at the fire in a daze, his body warm.
The cold wind outside was howling, like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
But they were very warm sitting next to the fire.
Moreover, there was roasted lamb and fine wine.
This moment was their happiest moment.
There was no time like a night with howling cold wind and around zero degrees,
a friend was with you in a wild temple, roasting over a fire, lamb on the fire, the lamb sizzling and smelling good.
And drinking good wine made people feel happier!
It was rare to be able to enjoy a natural and light moment alone in a harsh environment.
An hour passed.
Zheng Shiwu glanced at his watch, it was half past eight.
It had been roasted for two and a half hours.
The wild antelope was roasted to a crispy outside and tender inside, and the golden fat was extremely tempting.
"Okay! Let's eat!" Zheng Shiwu said to Heishu.
Heishu, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, immediately pulled out his dagger and wiped it on his body.
He cut off a large piece of meat and inserted the tip of the knife into the meat.
Take a big bite.
The rich oil, mixed with the rich smell of meat, made him close his eyes happily.
When you swallow this mouthful of meat, your body's fatigue has been dispelled by this hot food.
The two of them ate without caring about their image, chewing every bite vigorously, enjoying the long-lost feeling of fullness.
The aroma of mutton spreads between the lips and teeth, and every drop of fat is like nectar nourishing the dry land.
Their eyes became blurred under the temptation of mutton, as if all that was left in the world was the mutton in their hands and the act of swallowing.
The corners of their mouths were covered with oil, and their faces were full of satisfaction.
Although they were in a ruined temple, this moment was a paradise-like enjoyment for them.
"Come on, let's go!" Black Hand smiled and raised his cup.
clang--
The two clinked glasses and drank half of the glass in large gulps.
Eat big mouthfuls of meat and drink big bowls of wine.
On such a night, the two seemed like good friends who had known each other for many years.
drink wine!
Dry!
When eating meat, you must eat it in large chunks!
Their mouths were full of oil and they hadn't eaten much at lunch.
They were extremely hungry again at night, and they hadn't eaten meat for a long, long time.
I have never tasted such fresh meat.
Therefore, the fighting power of the two was extremely amazing, and each of them had done 4 kilograms of meat.
No bones included, just meat.
Even so, the two of them were still unsatisfied.
But in order to ensure that they could not eat until they were full and affect their combat effectiveness, they both stopped.
Zheng Shiwu found the last corn silk cigarette.
This is the cut tobacco he bought at the trading market and the last cigarette he rolled.
ignite.
Sizzling——
call--
Zheng Shiwu took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke.
Then he handed it to Black Hand.
Black Hand didn't mind it and took it.
After having enough wine and food, have a cigarette and compete with the gods.
Black Hand also took a sip, "It's great!"
You two take a sip, and I take a sip.
Extremely comfortable.
They feel that this may be the most enjoyable cigarette in the world.
Not one.
After having enough wine and food, Zheng Shiwu stood up and took off the ultraviolet lamp hanging on the hand of King Tota.
Install the UV lamp on the roof of the off-road vehicle at a specially designed location.
The two had no intention of sleeping near the fire.
Instead, return to the car.
Even if the door is open and they are in the car, they can still rely on the vehicle to block zombies, which is equivalent to an extra layer of protection.
Cautiously, they packed up their things and moved them into the car.
The two of them sat in the driver's seat and the co-pilot's seat, with the seats folded all the way down.
He wrapped his clothes tightly and lay back.
Outside the car window, the purple-blue light shines on their clothes.
The fire in the distance was still burning, but the wood was almost burned and the flames gradually weakened.
Until it finally goes out.
The cold wind was howling, and in such a ruined temple, the two of them rarely had enough to eat and drink, so they lay down in the car and had a good sleep.
As for the remaining roast lamb, they also packed it up and put it in the car.
The roasted mutton no longer smelled of blood, which saved them a lot of trouble later.
Above the vehicle were two rows of solemn Buddha statues, with their heads lowered, as if they were overlooking Zheng Shiwu and Black Hand.
But the two people in the car didn't seem to care.
The sky is vast and the earth is vast, it is great to be full.
The night is deep and the wind is gradually blowing.
The wind weakens,
Like a sigh from God.
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