As soon as he walked into the door, the fool suddenly shuddered, trembled all over, and suddenly regained his clarity. The fool was a little confused, because just a small character like the red-clothed ghost just now, it was just a slap in the face of him, but he didn't know why, and forcibly pretended to be X in front of that Lu Tongtong.

He subconsciously checked his attribute bar, but found that there was nothing on the state above. The fool wanted to find out what was wrong with him, but he didn't have time, because nothing happened during this time, and the script was fast-forwarded.

By the time the fool came back from his trance, it was already six o'clock in the morning, and as soon as the sky was gray, it was time for the fool to take over his shift.

Although it was daytime, the two streets from the Lihua Building, where the fool worked, to his residence, were blocked by the high-rise buildings on both sides, and it was inconvenient to go home from work.

On the way home, he stood at the intersection and waited for the green light to come on. Subconsciously looked to the left side of the sunlight shining on the ground through the gap between the buildings, and then looked at his left hand, which had been burned by the copper gossip mirror. After looking around, there was no one around, so he walked up to the sun and stretched out his left hand.

Under the sunlight of the left hand, black smoke quickly appeared, and the sunlight was like the copper gossip mirror, which could burn the zombie body of a fool. The fool hurriedly withdrew his hand. Except for the wrist that was covered by the watch and did not burn, the entire left hand was partially burned on the palm.

Looking at the marks on his wrist, the fool thought for a moment. When I got home, I didn't go upstairs immediately, but waited downstairs for a while. It wasn't until about eight o'clock that the ready-to-wear shop downstairs opened. Aunt Li, the owner of the shop, often takes on some handmade clothes business, but the fee is a bit expensive.

The fool walked in with a smile on his face, and said to Aunt Li, who looked very chubby and kind, "Aunt Li, I want to order a few costumes!" ”

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When I got home, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. I don't know if it's because of the zombie physique, the fool feels a little uncomfortable all over his body, and he wants to go back to his room to sleep. But just before opening the door of his room, he suddenly stopped. There was a very strange feeling in the fool's heart, an impulse to be exact, an instinctive impulse welling up from within him.

The fool thought it was strange, so he put away the key, followed the instinct in his heart, and followed the direction of the impulse. After only a few steps, he stopped. The fool felt that something must be wrong, because according to the memory loaded into him by the script, the door he was standing on was the room of Wang Xiaomin, the tenant of the same room!

Feeling impulsive about a plot character? This must be fake! The fool hesitated for a moment, but finally resisted the impulse in his heart and turned to leave. But at this moment, the door opened, and Wang Xiaomin said to the fool with a smile on his face: "Brother Jie, are you here?" I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in! Don't let the landlord find out! ”

The fool wanted to refuse, but he couldn't resist and was instinctively pulled into the room by Wang Xiaomin's wrist. Wang Xiaomin's room was the same size as the fool's room, and it was equally crowded. But compared to the simplicity of the fool's room, Wang Xiaomin's room has some more feminine things, cosmetics, clothes, shoes, although they are not expensive goods, but they are all arranged in an orderly manner and placed in their proper places.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, the fool only feels that Wang Xiaomin's room has a faint fragrance that attracts him. The room had a bed and a small table. Seeing what was on the table, the fool understood why he had such an impulse.

Wang Xiaomin was eating breakfast, and there were two bowls of pig blood porridge on the table. Obviously, Wang Xiaomin already knew that the fool would come back from work at this time, so he specially bought it to make breakfast. The fool suddenly realized that the memories loaded into him in the plot had already shown that Wang Xiaomin had special feelings for Applejack, and also knew some of Applejack's preferences, and pig's blood was Applejack's favorite food.

Seeing the pig's blood porridge, the fool felt a little hungry in his stomach. Wang Xiaomin pulled the fool to sit on his bed, because the room was too small and there were so many things, the two had to be close together. Wang Xiaomin whispered to the fool: "Brother Jie, I secretly cooked it myself, don't tell the landlord, he doesn't allow us to use his kitchen by ourselves." ”

The fool seemed to be very hungry, nodded at Wang Xiaomin and picked up the pig blood porridge for a night to eat. Wang Xiaomin couldn't help but smile when he saw the appearance of Jack, who was usually not smiling, and his eyes were bent into crescents. She was about to pick up the pig's blood porridge on the table, but suddenly remembered the contents of her backpack. glanced at Brother Jie, who was still gobbling up, took a deep breath, and silently cheered himself up in his heart.

She tugged at the backpack at the end of the bed and reached inside. There are two movie tickets inside, and the purpose is naturally self-evident.

The fool who was devouring the pig's blood suddenly paused, and he felt the impulse come back to him, and instinct made him put down the bowl in his hand, because the impulse was beside him! Wang Xiaomin frowned and pulled her hand out of the backpack with some pain, because the backpack was a bargain, and a needle was exposed, which happened to stab her.

Bleeding in front of a feeding zombie, she doesn't know she's in danger, but there's no denying that she's half-footed in the door. In some versions in the past, many 'Ajie' also couldn't resist the temptation and directly knocked down Wang Xiaomin, making her think that 'Jack' was finally going to push her down her dream, and at the same time, she also lost her life.

Of course, the fool knew what he was impulsive, and looked at Wang Xiaomin fixedly. Wang Xiaomin noticed the fool's naked gaze, and couldn't help blushing and said, "Brother Jie? What's wrong? "Alone and naked, this girl really wants to be crooked.

The fool shook his head, stuffed the remaining pig blood in the bowl in his hand into his mouth, and said to Wang Xiaomin: "Thank you, I should go back!" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Xiaomin's reaction, he went around the other side of the table, so fast that it seemed like he was running away, so that Wang Xiaomin, who was sitting on the bed, did not react for a while.

The fool who returned to the room secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as strong as he himself could not resist the impulse from the zombie instinct. If he hadn't known who he was, he would have been afraid that he would not be able to control himself at that time and would have eaten Wang Xiaomin alive. At this time, he realized that "" will become a bad movie, in addition to the script and actors, I am afraid that even the real movie will have to bear part of the responsibility.

Putting aside the messy thoughts in his head, the fool crouched down. According to the memories loaded into the script, he pulled out a very old gold-carved rattan box from under the bed. There was a lot of dust on the box, which had apparently been sitting for many years. The fool turned it on...

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