Chapter Seventy-Nine: Zhao Zheng Spit Up [I]
I'm sorry dear, I rushed to a field tonight, I thought it would end at seven or eight o'clock, but who knew that it would be half past ten...... Fortunately, I wrote a chapter during the day, so I hurriedly presented it. Thank you for your support, and I will try to make up for what I owe. Don't talk about it, I'm going to vomit for a while......
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Zhao Ji covered her head with one hand and led Zhao Zheng towards her home with the other. The mother and son were covered in blood and were extremely embarrassed, and along the way, they inevitably became the focus of the streets again.
Spreading the news seems to be a human instinct flowing in the blood, Zhao Ji's mother and son have not yet returned home, and the news has already spread all over the nearby streets and alleys. Fortunately, Zhao Ji's heart is strong enough, and she has long been accustomed to the cold words of others, and she has long been numb to the guidance of others. At this time, she just wants to go home early and get out of the world that is so cold and dirty for her.
Zhao Zheng was extremely angry but very puzzled at this time, he didn't understand what the Qin short knife meant to the woman in front of him, he could make her son about to be cut down and make up a story to hide it; He couldn't figure out what the old man had done to this family to make Zhao Ji so grateful to Dade?
"It seems that this medicine old man, Lao Tzu can't kill it......" Zhao Zheng said secretly in his heart.
When the sun mirror was hanging, the mother and son, who had been ridiculed along the way, finally returned home. When she returned home, Zhao Ji, who was tired, didn't care about the blood on her body, and went straight to the kang and fell unconscious.
"Damn, that old dog Zhang is really ruthless, Lao Tzu has to kill him alive!"
Looking at Zhao Ji crooked on the earthen kang, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but feel distressed.
No matter how Zhao Ji was criticized by the world in her previous life, in Zhao Zheng's opinion, she was indeed a brave and witty woman.
"Alas...... Looks like I'll have to run again......" Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh.
Fortunately, Zhao Ji's forehead was only scratched by the scabbard, so although there was a lot of bleeding, it was not serious. After a while, Zhao Ji's wound was cleaned by Zhao Zheng.
Time passed silently, and after Zhao Ji woke up, the scorching sun had gradually moved westward.
"Mother, are you awake?"
Zhao Zheng saw that Zhao Ji woke up, so he immediately scooped a bowl of water and handed it over.
Zhao Ji was talking at this time, and when she saw Zhao Zheng coming over with water, she smiled slightly, and then took the bowl and drank it. Within a few seconds, a large bowl of water was drunk by Zhao Ji.
"My son is so good......"
Zhao Ji put the bowl aside and hugged Zhao Zheng into her arms, and said with great relief.
"Mother, I'm sorry...... Child......"
Zhao Zheng didn't know what was wrong with him, his eyes suddenly became hot, and his nose was sore, and he knelt on the ground and cried.
If it is pure acting to cry in Old Doctor Liu, then this time it is Zhao Zheng's true feelings. It has been more than two months since he came to another world, and Zhao Zheng also cried twice, once for home, and this time for Zhao Ji.
"Woo...... Mother, the child is going to bring the knife back...... Woo woo......" Zhao Zheng whimpered.
Zhao Ji saw that Zhao Zheng was crying very painfully, and she cried with a sour heart.
The mother and son hugged each other and cried bitterly, and half an hour later, Zhao Zheng went out of the city with a bundle of firewood.
After leaving the city, Zhao Zheng rushed straight towards Xiali Village. For fear of being met by "acquaintances", Zhao Zheng had to take a detour. Half an hour later, Zhao Zheng finally returned to the place where Xu Dezheng was killed.
"Huhu...... In the wilderness, there shouldn't be anyone to clean them up......" Zhao Zheng gasped slightly as he walked towards Xu Dezheng's corpse.
Just when Zhao Zheng was five or six steps away from the corpse, he suddenly smelled a foul smell coming to his face. Zhao Zheng couldn't help frowning, he knew that this was the smell of the decay of the corpses of the dead.
"Shhh...... It doesn't make sense! How could it be corrupted like this after only one day of death? Zhao Zheng frowned, and said with doubts on his face.
As he got closer to the corpse, the pungent smell of decay became stronger and stronger, and when Zhao Zheng walked in front of the corpse, his stomach began to tumble involuntarily.
"Wow!"
Even though Zhao Zheng was an omnipotent special forces in his previous life, he couldn't help but vomit after facing the corpses of these people.
In addition to the conventional armed combat training, Zhao Zheng's T-group will naturally not be absent from all kinds of strange and perverted special exercises. Like squatting in front of the septic tank to eat, soaking in a pond made of rotten meat, wastewater, garbage and even feces to do tactics, etc., for Zhao Zheng, it is a child-like existence. However, now when Zhao Zheng faced these corpses, he was so disgusted that he vomited seven meat and eight vegetables.
", it's too ...... It's so fucking disgusting...... ...... vomit," Zhao Zheng scolded while spitting.
The reason why Zhao Zheng vomited was because at this time, Xu Dezheng and others were frantically burrowing a group of blood-red rats. Because they were so excited, some of the rats were already red-eyed, and even fought for turf.
At this time, Xu Dezheng and the others had already been unrecognizable and had broken limbs. Looking at their empty bellies, Zhao Zheng knew that these dead bodies had already been licked by the wolves. And this group of red-eyed rats just rushed to a feast of the king's scraps.
Although Zhao Zheng had experienced extreme unconventional training in his previous life, these trainings still did not break through the bottom line of human morality after all. Even on the battlefield, Zhao Zheng, who didn't even blink his eyes in the face of the shattered corpses and bloody wounds, vomited very "accidentally" at this time.
"! The rats here fight for food like wild wolves......"
After Zhao Zheng vomited in pain, the corners of his eyes jumped when he looked at the mouse in the corpse that was about to burst his belly, "Damn, how can the rats here fight for food ......like wild wolves" Zhao Zheng said with palpitations.
At this moment, Zhao Zheng finally understood why the ancients were unwilling to storm the corpse wilderness, this was really a bad death.
Although there was nothing left in his stomach for a long time, Zhao Zheng's stomach was still churning. Holding back the nausea in his heart, Zhao Zheng began to touch the corpse. However, before his hand stayed on the corpse for half a second, a fat blood-red fat rat screamed, and then pounced on Zhao Zheng's hand.
"I'm cao!"
Zhao Zheng was so frightened that he retracted his hand with lightning speed.
"Fuck!"
Zhao Zheng scolded fiercely, picked up a wooden stick and smashed it hard. With a miserable "squeak", the rat's belly burst open.
"Damn, it's disgusting!" Zhao Zheng retched and cursed.
I don't know if it was because the rats in the corpse were frightened, or because Zhao Zheng's "atrocity" angered this group of rats, before Zhao Zheng could react, the rats rushed towards Zhao Zheng with a big belly.
Zhao Zheng was so shocked by the scene in front of him that his scalp was numb, and he quickly untied the rope from his waist, and Zhao Zheng swept the rope without thinking about it.
Fortunately, Zhao Zheng's rope is extremely high and the angle is extremely awkward, and as soon as the rope goes down, the rats that are densely packed in a ball are so alive and spewed away by Zhao Zheng. With a series of rat "squeaks", the rats who were still enjoying the gluttonous feast all burst their bellies and died.
Looking at the rats around him who died violently, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but vomit in pain......