191 The Spatial Spirit Spring is a Little Sweet (46)
At this point, I haven't seen these neighbors for less than a year, but it seems like centuries have passed.
They are all grateful to Yun Xi, and they are even more grateful to Li Mingquan next to Yun Xi.
Someone else came over to apologize to Li Mingquan, "I used to see you walking with Shen Ningshuang, and I thought you were not a good person, but I didn't expect you to be Yunxi's friend." Earlier, I knew that if you came along, we wouldn't have to kill so many people! ”
When Yun Xi came back today, the person standing guard in front of the fence gate didn't interrogate Yun Xi too much and let her in.
At that time, she felt that although the community was a little depressed and dilapidated, it was still in order.
Only now did she know how much they had paid for this order.
"A lot of people died, Sister Yunxi. Now we have half of the dead here. There were a lot of people dying at first, because we hadn't locked up the bars yet. So the zombies outside ran in. Later we locked the door, and as a result, a security guard got infected and bit us two owners to death as well. Later we learned that as long as someone has a wound on their body from a zombie, they will kill themselves......"
A girl with glasses next to her carefully took out a large plate of sleeping pills from her pocket and said with a wry smile, "There are too many people who commit suicide, and we are very experienced in suicide now." The most painful way to die is to stick a knife into yourself, and it is better to jump off a building, but sometimes it is very uncomfortable to be half-dead. Sleeping pills are the best way to die, and there are those who use batteries to set up electrocution mechanisms, and there are ways to burn charcoal, but now there is not much wood, and when the end of the world comes, many plants will not grow. But now, even if there is wood, no one will burn charcoal. In the past, Uncle Zhang, the head chef of the Chen family, was the best at charcoal, and since he committed suicide, there is no one who can even burn charcoal. There is not much sleeping pill left, but for Grandma Huang, everyone is willing......"
Yun Xi wanted to say that she had secretly fed Grandma Huang Lingquan just now, and Grandma Huang should not become a zombie.
So she said euphemistically, "I don't think she will necessarily become a zombie, after all, that Zheng Xuesi just now didn't become a zombie......"
"Ahem!" The person who spoke was Grandma Huang lying on the bed, and there was a little girl next to her who was crying, she touched the child's head, and said with a wry smile, "But I can't afford to gamble." If I'm going to turn into a zombie, what will I do with my granddaughter......"
"Grandma, don't leave me ......"
"People should have a fever before they become zombies, let's guard Grandma Huang, if we don't have a fever, won't we be fine?" Yun Xi's tone was gentle, but full of firmness.
"This ......"
No one has ever said this, and those present don't know whether to believe it or not.
Yun Xi categorically said that she had traveled abroad and met very powerful people, and people told her that this was the case.
She also pulled Li Mingquan, who was a master at first glance and had a good study of abilities and zombies, to testify for her.
Although Li Mingquan has never heard of this statement...... But think that she is the wife of a powerful gentleman, maybe the husband told her, right?
So he nodded.
Yun Xi, who still didn't know where her surname Ji Luo was, looked extremely confident and calm, "Grandma Huang, you believe me, it's okay, you'll definitely be fine." You're going to have to talk about it when you really have a fever. What's more, if you weren't infected, would you be willing to let go of your granddaughter? ”