The target of Yingxian is the church in the city center.

It was early Sunday morning when the zombies broke out, and no one was worshiping in the church, so it was a very good place to go.

Moreover, she had been to the church several times before with her Christian classmates. Although this church was located in the city center, the flow of people was not large.

On the way, Chu Zheng hesitated for a long time and finally asked her doubts.

"What was that on your hand just now?"

Ying Xian's hand on the steering wheel tightened. Chu Zheng saw her attitude and hurriedly added.

"If you don't want to say it, I won't ask. Anyway, I know you won't harm us..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Ying Xian.

"That's a superpower. I can control the vines to attack, but I can't use it all the time. It's limited. Once the superpower is used up, I will be very tired. My body will force me to rest and then replenish the superpower."

Chu Zheng nodded in understanding, "If you accidentally use up your powers, I will protect you."

At this time, Yang Lijuan in the back seat was holding her stomach with a frustrated face.

Ying Xian saw something wrong with Yang Lijuan in the rearview mirror and asked worriedly, "Aunt Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Lijuan smiled bitterly, "It's okay, I just feel that I can't help you with anything..."

Ying Xian was startled, then comforted her with a few words, "But at the beginning, you and Uncle Zhang helped me. Aunt Yang, don't think so much, I will do my best to protect you!"

"And I!"

Chu Zheng spoke hurriedly, Ying Xian turned his head when he heard the voice, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Yang Lijuan then smiled and said, "Okay, I'll leave it to you two girls. When we find a place to live, leave the cooking to me. My skills are not bad."

The dull atmosphere in the car relaxed a bit.

Ying Xian quickly drove the car to the entrance of the church. There were two or three zombies wandering near the church. Ying Xian got out of the car first and controlled the vines to deal with them. Then he and Chu Zheng helped Yang Lijuan out of the car.

The simple and solemn church stands among the surrounding tall buildings, looking a little out of place.

There is a red cross standing directly on the tip of the church tower. Looking at it now, there is a sense of holiness among the cruelty.

The three of them walked towards the church door, only to find that the lock outside the church had been broken and locked from the inside.

"Is anyone there? Can you open the door and let us in?"

Ying Xian tentatively shouted towards the crack in the door, and it took a while for someone inside to answer.

"You should find another place to hide. Who knows if you are infected?"

In the apocalypse, it is normal to have such worries.

Ying Xian took a breath and then said, "There are no wounds on our bodies. You can check carefully after we go in."

The person inside didn't answer anymore, obviously they just didn't want to talk to her.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and no matter what Ying Xian said, no one inside had the idea of ​​opening the door.

Seeing this, Ying Xian was helpless and suddenly remembered that there was a back door behind this church.

She planned to go around to the back door to try her luck.

So the three of them walked around in a big circle to the back door. Sure enough, the lock on the outside of the back door was still intact.

But she doesn't know how to pick locks, and if she breaks the lock, there will be too much noise.

"Let me try."

The person who spoke was Chu Zheng. Ying Xian turned around in shock, and then watched her take off a hair clip from her hair.

"I saw in the movie that they used hairpins to pick locks. I happened to be wearing one, so I tried to see if I could pick it open."

Perhaps this is a village where there is no way out, but there is a bright future and a bright future.

Ying Xian quickly moved out of the way, and then watched Chu Zheng open the zipper, insert one end into the keyhole, and twist it left and right.

The lock on the back door was an old-fashioned padlock. Chu Zheng bent down and worked carefully for three or four minutes before opening the lock.

She carefully pulled open the old-fashioned iron latch and pushed open the back door that had not been opened or locked for a long time.

The three of them sneaked into the back door, but the next second they were confronted by someone who came to the back door and tried to block it with something.

As soon as the man saw them coming in, he was about to open his mouth to warn the people in the chapel, but Ying Xian covered his mouth and spoke in his ear at the same time.

"There are only three of us, and none of them are infected. Let us go in."

The man was still struggling, and Chu Zheng directly pressed the knife Ying Xian gave her to his waist.

The cold blade touched his waist through his clothes, and he stopped struggling.

Ying Xian released the hand covering his mouth, but Chu Zheng did not take back the knife on his waist.

After all, Chu Zheng was also worried about the man yelling.

Ying Xian turned around and locked the back door, then gently moved a few chairs piled nearby to block the door, and then led the man toward the chapel.

When the four of them came to the chapel, they saw a huge white cross hanging on the wall at the end, and Jesus was nailed to the cross, with his head bowed.

The lights in the church were dim and flickering.

Many people were scattered on rows of benches and turned around when they heard the noise.

Before Ying Xian could speak, five or six people stood up from their chairs and surrounded them with various weapons.

"Didn't I say I won't let you in?"

The middle-aged woman in the lead had a sullen face, and the wooden stick in her hand was pointed directly at the tip of Ying Xian's nose.

"We have no choice. There are zombies outside and we have nowhere to go. God loves the world, so we can only come and seek the Lord's protection."

Ying Xian relied on his memory of what Christians often said when he came to church and started making up nonsense.

There are conservatively estimated to be more than twenty people in the church. If there is a direct conflict, even if you have supernatural powers, you may not be able to escape unscathed. It is better to try to get close to them in the name of God.

After all, most of the people who still want to come to church after the zombie outbreak are Christians.

Sure enough, when the woman heard the word "Lord", the sullenness on her face became less intense, but her eyes were still full of defensiveness.

Ying Xian then spoke, "Officially, if you are injured by a zombie, you will be infected within ten minutes at the latest. It has been more than ten minutes since we knocked on the door just now. We are still fine. What are you worried about?"

The woman hesitated for a moment after hearing this, but still waved her hand.

"Who knows whether the official data is true or false? If you want to stay, go to the confession room and isolate yourself. I will let you out after an hour, so that everyone can rest assured."

Ying Xian didn't refuse. It's the end of the world, so it's right for everyone to be so cautious.

Someone came up and confiscated the knife in Chu Zheng's hand. Just as she was about to say something, she received a reassuring look from Ying Xian.

When she came in, she put her knife into the space. There were also several various knives found at home in the space.

So someone took the three of them to a one-to-one confession room and locked them in the confession room.

The dark confession room was very small, Ying Xian was sitting on a chair, and Chu Zheng and Yang Lijuan beside her were not talking.

As time passed by, Ying Xian simply took out the frozen dumpling she had thrown in from the space.

The dumplings were still in a solid frozen state, and Ying Xian was instantly delighted.
Chapter completed!