The next morning, when the sky was just getting light.

Zhao Ke opened his eyes.

Or rather, he didn't sleep at all.

Since the destruction of the Wanshou coffin, he has not slept soundly for a long, long time.

Even if you are tired enough, that is, you will squint your eyes and take a nap.

Not to mention now.

When I think of the old man, I think that I have entered the land of abandonment.

In Zhao Ke's heart, he couldn't help but think nonsense, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

This feeling is like the feeling of a teenager when he learns that he will go on a trip with his girlfriend tomorrow.

Excited, anticipatory, with a hint of fantasy and nervousness.

As for the Iraqi people......

Zhao Ke looked at the woman sitting on the chair, holding her head and lying on the table.

This was the first time Zhao Ke had carefully observed her.

I have to do it, she has a hot devil-like figure, convex and backward, round legs and slender legs, and she also belongs to the kind of person who walks on the street, the best in the spotlight.

But that completely discordant face alone is enough to extinguish any man's non-divisive thoughts.

What the? It's the same with the lights off?

Hehe! That's right, besides, this woman's natural voice will definitely make you feel good.

But Zhao Ke promises that when you see that face again at dawn, and then think of last night's picture, the psychological shadow can stimulate you.

To put it simply, this face of the Yiren is simply a joke to verify the strength of the sentence.

"You may be an angel sent from heaven, but when you land, your face touches the ground first."

As if sensing that Zhao Ke was awake, Yiren rubbed his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke hurriedly looked at his gaze as if he was somewhere else.

"Wake up, I'll go make something to eat, and after eating, let's go outside today and see if we can find the cook you said."

Yiren said, regardless of Zhao Ke, and walked to the kitchen by himself and started to work.

In fact, she has no illusions about the cook in Zhao Ke's mouth at all.

The so-called forsaken land is more than a larger cage.

There is really a so-called cook, how could she not know.

However, there are some things that still need the other party to find the answer by themselves.

Simply boiled a pot of black potato porridge.

Zhao Ke snorted and ate two bowls, although it was not the first time to eat it, but this unique taste still made Zhao Ke's appetite increase.

Walking out of the door, Zhao Ke moved his muscles.

The effect of black potato porridge is good, with the calories of black potato porridge and the talent of gluttonous personality, he recovers very quickly.

The burnt flesh on his face has begun to grow back.

The dark wounds inside the body have basically recovered.

It's just that it's a newly grown tender meat.

Ling Zhao Ke's face looked like he had some kind of skin disease, red and black.

After the two of them had eaten, Zhao Ke walked out of the courtyard with Yiren.

Zhao Ke walked in front, so that he would relax a lot.

Otherwise, Zhao Ke couldn't help but worry in his heart.

The Yiren who are walking in front, will they suddenly turn around,

Smile at yourself.

"Hey, Brother Mazi, you came out so early."

As soon as he closed the door, Yiren's eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw that in the courtyard next door, a middle-aged man happened to come out.

The man's expression was stunned at first, as if he didn't expect that he would go out so early and actually meet her, and after a short stunned moment, his eyes quickly shifted to the side.

But it was too late, and his eyes were hitting Yiren's face, and in an instant the man felt that he had been hit by a hammer on his stomach.

I endured it twice, but in the end, I didn't hold it back, and bent over and spit out twice.

"Vomit...... What are you going to do so early? ”

Even if they live next door to each other, it is obvious that the middle-aged man does not have any immunity to the face of the Yiren.

It's just that when the man said this, he looked at Zhao Ke, and the face of the national character couldn't help but froze, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Ke carefully.

While the man looked at Zhao Ke, he saw that Zhao Ke was also looking at him, and there was a touch of brilliance in his eyes.

After staring at each other, they were vigilant in their hearts at the same time: "Master! ”

It's no better than a ghost city, and there's no protective phantom that hides itself

The man in front of him has a beard on his face, and he is tall and big, even if the other party's current identity is no longer a postman, but Peng Zhuang's muscles are full of marble-like luster.

Even though his gaze was very mellow, when the other party's gaze fell on him, the lightning-like essence in his pupils made Zhao Ke can't help but be vigilant in his heart.

But vigilance is vigilance.

The middle-aged man, after being stunned for a moment, nodded to Zhao Ke kindly.

Here, everyone is an ordinary person who has been relegated to the ordinary, there is no task of the terrifying space, and there are no interests that must be fought for.

Those black potatoes that taste good can be found everywhere here.

There is no shortage of food and drink.

I dare not say that the night is not closed, and the road is not forgotten.

But here, there is really no desire to compete with each other.

"Iren, he is ......"

The middle-aged man pointed at Zhao Ke.

Yiren was stunned for a moment, in fact, they had only known each other for a day, and speaking of which, she didn't know Zhao Ke's name.

"King Dog!"

However, before Yiren could speak, Zhao Ke had already stepped forward and took the lead in reporting home.

Very unique name.

But compared with the middle-aged man, Wang Mazi's name is still much better.

"Your surname is Wang, too? A pockmark, a dog, you can't be brothers, right? ”

Yiren pondered the names of the two without a clue.

Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi glanced at each other and smiled indifferently, no one put this matter at ease.

Obviously, Wang Mazi is not the real name of a middle-aged man.

is the same as Zhao Ke, it is just a title to hide his identity.

"Hahaha, let's go, I'm fine, I'll go around with you."

Knowing that Zhao Ke was a new member who had just arrived here, Wang Mazi grinned and became more enthusiastic, planning to take Zhao Ke and Yiren for a good walk and introduce the general situation of the abandoned land.

"The best!"

Zhao Ke nodded to Wang Mazi and thanked him, and the two of them strode in front, but left Yiren behind.

Obviously, neither of them wanted to let the Ito get ahead of them.

Along the way, there were people greeting from time to time, but the object was very strange, it was not Wang Mazi, but Yiren behind the two.

Although she is very ugly, she seems to have a good popularity here, even if everyone doesn't look at her properly.

But this does not prevent everyone's love for this ugly girl.

"Weird, isn't it?" Wang Mazi said in a low voice: "Although Yiren is ugly, everyone likes her very much, after all, although there is no shortage of food and drink here, but in such a big place, after a long time, people will become tired." ”

Zhao Ke nodded, the so-called abandoned land was just about the same size as a village in an ordinary township.

It is only 15 minutes to walk from the east to the westernmost place in a three-person walk.

Such a small environment, even if you don't want to farm, don't want you to plow, it seems carefree, but after a long time, people will become bored, or even completely lazy, and eventually become old, sitting there walking dead.

Before the appearance of Yi Nu, even every once in a while, there would be a person who chose to commit suicide.

But after the appearance of Yi Nu, the situation is different.

Zhao Ke glanced back at Yi Nu, who was very active, and greeted everyone with a smile, although this smile was as strong as a spiritual shockwave.

But it can be seen that the people here like Yi Nu very much.

Because she has a special vitality on her body.

It's like the catfish effect.

Just imagine being you, lying in a chair every day, with your eyes slightly closed.

A girl with a hot body and a voice like a natural sound, walking beside you, shouting, Uncle morning.

Whoever you change will have a smile on your face.

It's just that when you open your eyes and see that face, it will give you another mental crit.

Make you vomit out your breakfast.

What sleepiness, what laziness, suddenly disappeared.

The most hateful thing is that when this woman leaves, you still have to look at her charming back, and shout two sentences of injustice in your heart.

Believe that throughout the day, you are full of energy.

The point is, even couples will not be jealous because of this, after all...... It was a woman who smiled slightly, and she could make people feel the Qingming Festival.

So even if they didn't adapt to it at first, after a long time, people got used to it, and even fell in love with the ugly woman of Yiren.

After Wang Mazi finished speaking, his palm slapped Zhao Ke's shoulder heavily.

The sound of breaking wind in his ears made Zhao Ke frown, and he stepped sideways to dodge.

"Smack!"

The shoulders were slightly heavy, and the thick palm, as if firmly locked on Zhao Ke's body, was still heavily slapped on Zhao Ke's shoulder.

I only heard Wang Mazi say earnestly: "So, don't bully her!" ”

"I have a wife!"

Zhao Ke ignored Wang Mazi's words, said the last sentence, shook his shoulders, borrowed a skill, shook off Wang Mazi's hand, and continued to walk forward.

Seeing that Zhao Ke actually shook off his palm easily, Wang Mazi hesitated for a moment, but still walked up.

Along the way, Zhao Ke did not go to inquire about the whereabouts of the cook.

Instead, you raise your nose and sniff slowly.

With the chef's attainments, as long as she cooks, she will inevitably have a different smell.

Even Zhao Ke suspected that her cooking skills were above the old man.

In terms of cooking skills alone, he can't compare to the old man.

After all, cooking skills include knife work, fire work, feeding, sizing, hanging paste, thickening and pouring sauce, seasoning time and quantity mastery, turning spoons and plates, etc., if you go further, the above can be subdivided into more than ten kinds of factions and skills.

The inclusion is so vast that Zhao Ke does not dare to say that he has learned comprehensively.

But the old man traveled north and south, and his study in the kitchen road was far better than himself.

The only thing you can overcome may be the knife work.

As an aside, his own is good at knife work, and the senior brother Song Heng is good at pyrotechnics and the third junior brother...... Alas! Not angry.

So if you want to find the cook, Zhao Ke doesn't need to inquire deliberately, all he can do is stay here, sniff slowly with his nose, if the chef is really here, there will definitely be something different.

"The ghost market has sent supplies."

At this moment, I only heard someone shouting from afar, Wang Mazi's eyes lit up on the side, and he smiled at Zhao Ke: "You are lucky, the ghost market will occasionally send some materials from time to time, everyone can receive a set, hurry up, it's gone if it's too late." ”

Wang Mazi said, stepping towards the crowd.

As for Yiren, he followed behind Zhao Ke and did not immediately catch up.

"Why don't you go?" Zhao Ke was not very interested in the so-called materials, and asked the Yiren without looking back.

Yiren glanced at the crowd and shook his head a little embarrassedly: "I...... I'll go later. ”

Seeing Yiren bowing his head, Zhao Ke was relieved.

It can be imagined that so many people are lining up, and suddenly you spit out, I spit out, and finally everyone spit out, and the picture ...... It's too beautiful.

Zhao Ke was not interested in supplies, so he didn't want to stay here any longer, and was about to walk east to take a look.

Suddenly! A special smell in the air made Zhao Ke's brows jump sharply, and he raised his nose, and his eyes swept over the wisp of smoke and dust in the air.

I saw a man sitting on a stone not far away.

The sharp-beaked monkey gills, with white hair and somewhat short stature, sits on a stone and looks like a full-fledged mouse.

Zhao Ke's eyes were firmly fixed on the cigarette stick of the white jade cigarette holder in the other party's hand.

The familiar cigarette stick, as obscene as ever, adds to the smell of tobacco that permeates the stage.

Suddenly, the expression on Zhao Ke's face became strange, and he said in his heart: "No, it's such a coincidence??? ”