MTL - After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed-Chapter 56 What about learning cross talk?

Xiao Shenwei never imagined that there would be such a day when he would hold a wooden **** with his trousers on his back, step on the wet soil, and his breath was full of the smell of soil and fresh grass juice.

In a few days, they have opened up a few square fields in the valley, and they have sowed seeds while the rain has stopped, and now they have reached the final stage.

Ni Youqing had never been on the ground, and had been catching the zombie in the cage for experiments in the past few days.

In the bottom of the valley, birds chirped crisply, dogs barked, and there were occasional zombie whistles.

Life has never been so comfortable.

-If Tantou hadn't rolled in the mud with a poor pheasant in his mouth and threw himself into Xiao Shenwei's arms to take credit, Xiao Shenwei believed it would be a very perfect and pleasant day.

The comfortable temperature of the oasis in spring and the vigorous woods near the valley are now almost the territory of Charcoal and the three and a half big wolves. It will bring back some small prey to feed a few people.

Hanamaki is getting fatter and fatter under the nourishment of the oasis's abundant food. At this time, he is lying on the roof with his paws in the sun, and crouching on the top of his head is a round and fluffy silver-throated long-tailed tit.

It was the little **** that was caught that day.

No girl can resist the temptation of this fluffy snow-white dumpling, and Ni Youqing is no exception, even if she is an alpha.

Under Ni Youqing's food bait (lure) stay (deceive), the fat-chiu who tasted the sweetness became a long-term resident in the valley.

Xiao Shenwei plans to name it Cuixi, which means good news in the green valley and good expectations for life.

This was the first time he didn't take a name so hasty(?) seriously, although in essence he still wanted to know if Stew Fat Chiu was delicious.

But this idea was rejected by Ni Youqing.

Ni Youqing said that the name is too rustic, it should be called Tayun.

Xiao Shenwei: You are right, but I don't listen to you.

He still stubbornly calls Tayun Cuixi.

The days were just like flowing water, and the matter of catching high-level zombies for Ni Youqing was temporarily put on hold.

At least until Xiao Shenwei recovers, Rong Yun is not willing to take risks.

So they set the target on the low-level zombies who started to wander outside, occasionally going out to catch a few, and by the way, they went to the human settlement to get some supplies back.

I don’t know the years in the mountains, and in a blink of an eye, the summer of the last four years of mourning has come.

Of course, the oasis is not completely safe.

For a few months, they occasionally found giant feline paw prints in the woods.

Fortunately, the beast had never visited the valley, nor had they ever met it.

The mutated seeds seem to be growing extraordinarily fast. The first batch of vegetables are already ripe, and the green leaves hanging with dew are swaying in the fields, which is very pleasing.

Everyone who eats meat every day and suffers from collective constipation finally sees the long-lost green in the food.

Xiao Shenwei's state gradually stabilized under the selfless dedication (?) of the captured zombies, Ni Youqing's efforts, and Rong Yun's daily feeding.

He even gained a little weight, and finally had some healthy sensuality of a young man on his thin cheeks.

The day before the arrival of the summer solstice, Xiao Shenwei, who received the new drug developed by Ni Youqing, fell into a deep sleep under the concerned and nervous eyes of everyone.

Then, night fell slowly.

In the small hut, a dim kerosene lamp was lit by the bedside.

Ni Youqing curled up in a chair wrapped in a thin blanket and fell asleep.

Xiao Shenwei was lying on the bed with his eyes tightly closed.

Rong Yun sat on the edge of the bed, holding Xiao Shenwei's cool hand and pressing it against his face, staring at Xiao Shenwei's face without blinking.

Ni Youqing said that Xiao Shenwei might have a hard time tonight.

But as long as you can survive it, you can usher in rebirth.

Time passed slowly, and even the sound of insects outside slowly stopped.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of shallow breathing echoed.

In the darkness, Rong Yun's eyes fell on Xiao Shenwei's sleeping face, her fingers lightly brushed his brow bone, across his cheek, rubbed his dry lips, and finally landed on his blue-lined side neck.

It seems like a century has passed.

Then he suddenly withdrew his hand like a scald.

As if uncertain, Rong Yun calmed down, leaned down, and pressed it against Xiao Shenwei's chest.

…pounding—

The small voice and the slight ups and downs, but it was like a thunderous explosion in the ear.

pounding—

pounding—

The voice became more and more rapid, more and more powerful.

The beating heart made Xiao Shenwei's pale complexion slowly turn rosy.

The cyan pattern on the neck is noisy with the beat of the pulse, as if flowing on the skin, struggling to break free, but is forced back by waves of unknown forces.

Xiao Shenwei frowned.

Beads of sweat slowly began to appear on his forehead, and his consciousness was immersed in chaos. The toxins and medicines in his body were fighting against each other like ice and fire, colliding with each other.

The frequency of his heart beating is much higher than the normal level, which makes him uncomfortable, as if the heart that is exuding a fiery temperature in his chest is about to burst through his chest in the next second, burning his whole body.

However, in the next second, it seemed that he suddenly fell into the ice cellar, so cold that his teeth were chattering.

The overloading of the heart caused him to feel a tearing colic.

Xiao Shenwei curled up in pain, holding Rong Yun's arm indiscriminately in his hand, his dry lips pursed slightly, and he muttered humbly.

Rong Yun listened.

However, Xiao Shenwei only heard Xiao Shenwei muttering in a hoarse and weak voice:

Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chick, roasted goose, braised pork, braised duck and sauce chicken bacon, Songhua small belly dried meat sausage, assorted Supan smoked chicken with white belly, steamed Babao pig Jiangmi Stuffed duck…

Ni Youqing: "...When did he learn Guan Kou'er?"

Rong Yun raised his head and glanced at "300 Cases of Primary Training Techniques for Cross Talk Beginners" on the bedside.

- A gift from the people of Daxing.

Daxing people: I'm so mad, I'll cross my waist for a while (jpg.)

Xiao Shenwei, who had been treated with anesthesia and sedatives, was overwhelmed by the effects of the drug, his head was a mess, his body seemed to be floating in the clouds, and then suddenly fell down.

He grabbed Rong Yun's forearm hard, leaned over, and rubbed his forehead against Rong Yun's skin.

For him, whose body was hot at this time, Rong Yun's slightly cool skin felt like raindrops falling from the sky.

"Um—Rong Yun—"

Xiao Shenwei called out Rong Yun's name in a low voice, as if he had candy in his mouth.

"Well, I'm here."

Rong Yun replied.

"Rong Yun."

Xiao Shenwei rubbed Rong Yun's hand.

Rong Yun's eyes softened, pinching Xiao Shenwei's soft cheeks: "Well, you say."

Xiao Shenwei: "I want to eat spicy crayfish."

Ni Youqing: "...??? Are you more awake??"

Rong Yun: "Okay."

Ni Youqing: "??????"

Xiao Shenwei, who got a positive answer, bent the corners of his mouth in satisfaction:

"When I'm done, we'll go back to Daxing and bring the charcoal head and flower rolls... I want to eat Zhang Xiaohua's buns... The steamed vegetables are also delicious... The seafood in the aquarium is gone... Uncle Chen's honey is used to burn Rabbit legs... um, the food outside is gone, I want to eat fish-flavored eggplant... such a big green pepper... the statue is so ugly..."

The delirious Xiao Shenwei babbled in a mess, his face turned from pale at first to ruddy, but now he has an unhealthy flush, his breathing became heavy, and he was panting lowly.

Rong Yun glanced at Ni Youqing worriedly.

Ni Youqing pinched the corner of the blanket, also showing a bit of nervousness.

Rong Yun: "What's wrong?"

Ni Youqing glanced at Rong Yun and hesitated.

Rong Yun's heart skipped a beat, and the top of his heart stabbed like a needle.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he said with some difficulty: "...It's nothing, you say, I can accept it."

Ni Youqing: "…"

Rong Yun: "?"

Ni Youqing: "...I've never seen...a patient who is so persuasive after receiving anesthesia and sedatives."

Xiao Shenwei: "...the charcoal head is so white...it's a pity that I traded it for IQ...the flower roll is too thin, I need to eat more...Cuixi looks delicious...I like the spicy honey rabbit legs made by Rong Yun Beef in Rabbit Head Sauce... Well, I like Rong Yun too... Is the stewed king **** soup good? Lulu is too big to cook in a pot..."

Ni Youqing: "…"

Rong Yun: "...Did he secretly confess to me just now?"

Then Steel Alpha quietly red ears.

Ni Youqing slammed the pen: "...this disease is incurable."

I don't know if the anesthetic finally took effect in hindsight, and Xiao Shenwei's voice finally weakened.

It's just that his fair face has turned red, and even the veins on his forehead are beating, and the green text on the side of his neck is even more intensely blue-black, as if flowing in the blood vessels.

Ni Youqing finally sat up straight and his expression became serious.

Rong Yun knew that the critical time had come.

"Woo-"

Xiao Shenwei, who was in a drowsiness, suddenly whimpered, curled up into a ball, his body trembled, and the pain seemed unbearable.

Rong Yun was so distressed that his eyes were red, so he could only hold Xiao Shenwei's hand and pat Xiao Shenwei's back lightly to try to comfort him.

Although it doesn't work.

"Rong Yun... Rong Yun..."

A suppressed voice squeezed out of Xiao Shenwei's throat.

The hand holding Rong Yun was clenched so hard that even Rong Yun's hand bones made a creaking sound.

Rong Yun didn't seem to feel it, without frowning, he just took Xiao Shenwei into his arms, stroked his back, and kissed Xiao Shenwei's sweaty forehead lightly.

Until Xiao Shenwei's teeth clenched, the frantic heartbeat suddenly stopped, as if it was suddenly clenched.

"Cough, vomit-"

Xiao Shenwei coughed dryly, opened his mouth and spat out a piece of blue-black dirty blood.

"Cough-cough-cough-"

He coughed piercingly, spitting out large blood clots one by one, until Xiao Shenwei's eyes were covered with bright red bloodshots.

"Let him spit, just spit it out."

Ni Youqing came over with a notebook, pushed his glasses, squatted down to observe what Xiao Shenwei spit out, and made notes in his hands.

When Xiao Shenwei vomited out of force and slumped into Rong Yun's arms with red eyes, the blood clot on the ground had turned bright red.

Ni Youqing collected some samples, clapped his hands and stood up, opened Xiao Shenwei's eyelids to take a look, and then felt Xiao Shenwei's pulse.

She nodded: "In the future, take good care of yourself and take medicine. It's not a big problem."

When I looked up, I saw that Rong Yun's facial expression was a little strange.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Rong Yun pursed his lips: "...hand..."

"hand?"

"...just got pinched and dislocated."

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Am I the only one who blows my hair and rolls it in and burns it? ? ?

What's more, bangs? ? ?

I am full of class tomorrow, how can I meet people?

ah? ? ? ?

CET-6 is so difficult, why did I register for CET-6 when I was in a low-altitude level 4? ? ?

[The dishes are peaceful.jpg.]

And, this article will not be pitted, not eunuchs, I promise to finish it!

3D has been too busy recently TVT