"From then on, my mother will be Xiao Changsheng, and Changsheng will be a mother to take care of Xiao Changsheng~"

"Uh-huh!" Changsheng responded, and was a little embarrassed to learn Yan Bei's actions towards himself in the past, took the mother doll to the little Changsheng doll, and let the mother doll's hand gently touch the little Changsheng doll's head.

"Little Changsheng, be obedient, Changsheng takes care of you......"

Listening to Changsheng's childlike words, Yan Bei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of warmth.

The little zombie in front of her is immortal, in her eyes, he is an ordinary little boy, he will be sad, happy, and occasionally lose his temper.

But more often, it is just for her praise and a move that she is silently satisfied.

The darkness of the night does not bring darkness to the mother and son who play with the puppet dolls in the room, there is only enough warmth to burn the prairie fire.

This night, Changsheng did not go out to wander around, but played with two dolls of a large and small size all night, until dawn, and then reluctantly asked Yan Bei to tie his mother doll around his neck with a rope, and under the call of the biological clock, he went back to his basement to rest.

There were still two days left in the time agreed with He Nian and the others, relying on the remaining materials in Sand City, knowing that the human race would not do anything devastating to him for the time being, Yan Bei began to ponder the sewing kit that came with it in his warehouse.

Yan Bei had opened this sewing kit when she had not learned the Five Senses Method, and she didn't think there was anything strange about this sewing kit at that time, but when she opened it this time, she felt its extraordinaryness at a glance.

The sewing kit was wrapped in a white cloth, and when it was opened, there were a hundred silver needles and seven strands of thread of different colors, which I thought were thinner and brighter than ordinary threads.

But looking at it now, Yan Bei found that there were faint energy fluctuations on these seven strands, appearing and disappearing from time to time, if it weren't for the sudden increase in her five senses, she would definitely not pay attention.

Not only that, but the hundred silver needles didn't look like ordinary things, they were as slender as hair, about seven centimeters long, and each one had a small hole on it, which was extremely small, and Yan Bei tried to pass through it with a normal thread, but he couldn't pass through it at all.

But it is enough to replace it with the seven strands of wire, and the two are matched together, and I don't know if it is an illusion, Yan Bei actually found that some strange pictures suddenly appeared in his mind.

Frowning, looking at the silver needle with a black thread in his hand, a picture flashed in Yan Bei's mind again, this time the picture did not disappear immediately, but stayed for a long time.

It was a woman in red who couldn't see clearly, she held hundreds of silver needles in both hands and waved them together, the technique, the control, was simply amazing.

Silver needles flew up and down between her ten fingers, seven colored lines flickered, and in a short time, all the barriers that stood in front of her turned into smoke and dissipated into the vast universe.

The sky is full of stars, she uses stars as cloth, silver needles as blades, and colored threads as guides, outlining colorful and wonderful patterns.

Those patterns include flowers, birds, insects, fish, clouds, mountains and rivers, and mysterious runes, and for a while, Yan Bei was fascinated.

Her hand moved unconsciously, and she picked up the silver needle between her index and middle fingers, and began to wave it in the movements of the woman in red.

"Zheng!" The sound of a sharp weapon breaking through the air suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the room, and the silver light galloped away, nailing to the mottled wall with a "dang".

Yan Bei was awakened in an instant, and he didn't have time to feel lost for the departure of the woman in red, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the deep silver needle tail on the wall not far away, with only a centimeter in length remaining.

There was a black thread attached to the end of the needle, and along the black thread all the way back, was the palm of her hand.

Yan Bei looked at the black thread in his hand, then looked at the silver needle butt on the wall, swallowed his saliva fiercely before recovering his voice, and sighed:

", the undefeated embroidery needle of the East?"

With a "grunt" sound, he swallowed his saliva again, and Yan Bei took the black line in his hand and shortened it little by little, and finally stopped in front of the wall.

Looking at the silver needle in the wall, it took about three seconds for her to raise her hand to pull it off.

I thought it would be difficult to pull out so deeply, but I didn't expect that with a gentle pull of the black thread in my hand, the silver needle easily withdrew from the wall.

Seeing this, Yan Bei stared at the silver needle for a long time, and a bold idea rose in his mind.

Suddenly picked up the silver needle and stabbed it into the wall with a "poof".

Unbelievable things happened, the walls made of cement and bricks were like tofu, and silver needles easily pierced into them.

Yan Bei couldn't believe it, suspecting that it was caused by his own strength, so he pulled it out and pricked it lightly again, and found that the silver needle was still easily pierced, so he dared to be sure that the silver needle was made of special material rather than his own strength.

Looking around at all the hard things in the room, Yan Bei took a needle in her hand, and went up to prick them one by one, and found that no matter what material it was, as long as it was under the silver needle in her hand, there was no hole that it couldn't drill.

A hole, a hole, a hole, if you pierce a person's head, the force is controlled more accurately, it is definitely a big killer.

There was also the thread, Yan Bei also noticed its difference, because these threads could only be cut short with the small scissors in the sewing kit, and the other scissors could not make a trace of trauma on it at all.

Moreover, when Yan Bei insisted on using other scissors to cut the thread, he was so strong that he collapsed the scissors.

After testing everything that could be tested, Yan Bei sat back on the bed and picked up the sewing kit and nodded with satisfaction.

Very good, it's an artifact, it's OK!

"Mom—"

Just as he was secretly happy to obtain the artifact, the voice of the immortal came from outside the door, which made Yan Bei's mind clear up a little.

I looked up at the sky outside the window and found that it was already afternoon.

"Mom?" Changsheng outside the door knocked on the door, his tone a little worried.

Yan Bei hurriedly put away the sewing kit and got out of bed to open the door, and when he saw Changsheng's worried red eyes, he asked with a smile, "What's the matter?" ”

Changsheng was secretly relieved to see that she was fine, and didn't say what was the matter, but just walked to the gate and beckoned to bring the two speed zombies in.

Months of getting along with each other were not in vain, Yan Bei immediately understood what he meant, got on the stretcher carried by two speed zombies, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Changsheng didn't answer, just smiled at her, and Bento took the first step, rushing out like a whirlwind, and two zombies followed closely with stretchers.

didn't ask for an answer, Yan Bei had no choice but to secretly grab the stretcher and take himself away by the three corpses.

After a gust of wind, the two braked sharply, stopped, and put Yan Bei on the stretcher at the door of a dark underground warehouse.

Looking at the door of the warehouse in front of him, smelling the faint smell of gunpowder in the rotten air, Yan Bei guessed where this was.

This is exactly the human ammunition warehouse she asked the zombies to find.