I crept up behind him and watched his every move, and by this time the roots had been cut out in half, and it wasn't long before he began to fill in the excavated earth again, but I couldn't understand what he was doing. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But fortunately, he didn't run out to eat people, at least I didn't have an innocent life on my shoulders. Although all the tangled thoughts I had had were nullified, I was still happy to see this result.

It's just that he's repeating this action now, and I don't know if I should stop him and take him back, but if I don't stop him, then I don't know how long I'll be able to last in my current tired state, but if I stop it, I may not have the strength to bring him back.

I thought about it for a moment, thinking that he wouldn't do anything else, so I just sat down next to him and began to regain my strength, so that if he left, I would know. It's just that if he attacks me at this time, it is very likely that I will be unprepared and injured again, but he will not attack me if no one directs him in this state.

I don't know how long it has been, at least now it's been from night to dawn. The sun is rising in the east, and in the cool autumn morning, it blooms proudly across the distant sky.

A gentle breeze blows, infecting the empty and dead village with a hint of coolness. Brushing through the branches that had been eroded by the yin qi to dry up to black, the autumn sorrow rolled up, and suddenly turned into a dashing desolation that mocked every corner of the village.

Maybe it's the corruption of the village, even the scenery is disgusted, and this desolation is the sun, but also a distant look, or an indifferent glance, and then shines on the bustling city by itself, showing its own beauty. At the same time, he is still using his own vitality to satirize the bleakness of this land.

In this barren village, a family that has been broken to the point that it would be shattered even if the wind blows, an elm tree that has withered to the deep black with a yin aura. There, right under the tree, a purple-haired zombie was doing his own work, digging the soil under the tree, and then filling it in, and then filling it up, and filling it up again. However, back and forth, it was still the same action, and even the posture did not change.

Zombies are ugly and scary, and in this corner where even the heavens have to come and dislike the sun, they do things that no one can understand.

There was no sadness or joy on his terrible face, and there was not a trace of color in his empty eyes, but his stiff movements never stopped.

"You're still here......"

A woman's voice came from behind her, it was a somewhat hoarse woman's deep voice, only one sentence but full of endless sadness, that choked sentence contained a thousand words, with an indescribable thought, secretly swept this lonely corner.

It turned out that she woke up, and her stiff appearance did not change at all, but her eyes already had color and her own expression, but no matter how she looked, the smile on the corner of her mouth was so deliberately disguised happy, and the bitterness in it was still so obvious even if her current appearance was ugly and distorted to the point that she couldn't be recognized at all.

She walked over slowly, gently stroking the purple-haired zombie who was still filling the pit that had just been dug up, she caressed his head, leaned lightly on his scissors, and leaned on his body, which was a few parts smaller than her, even though his body was smaller, there was no trace of disobedience in this scene, as if everything was supposed to be like this.

"You're so stupid......" she looked at him with a smile, her affection, her heartache, as a tear fell softly from the corner of her eye.

Falling on the dry roots, falling on the dry soil, drop by drop, sad but helpless.

They snuggled up slowly, and I quietly hid out, thinking that she had a lot to say to him, but unfortunately he couldn't hear it.

I sighed and stood outside the yard, leaning against the wall to soften a cigarette.

When the wisps of smoke slowly rose from the fingertip cigarette rolls, they scattered into faint circles of smoke and then slowly dissipated.

Looking at this village shrouded in yin through the dissipated smoke, my heart could not be calmed for a long time.

If she knew I saved her, wouldn't she be mad at me?

But didn't I just want her to be angry with me?

I even envy the thoughtless zombie, maybe his fate is sad, but even if he dies, he dies by her side, and even in the end, there will always be the person who loves him to accompany him.

If one day I go to Situ Kong to take revenge, or if I still wait for the day of revenge and die on the streets, will anyone be willing to collect my corpse?

I don't ask anyone to miss me, as long as there is someone who can treat me sincerely and collect my body, even if she is just a passer-by, just a caring person who buys me an urn at a reasonable price, and buries me in the nearest cemetery to her house.

But I still pushed the person who had the opportunity to collect my body into the distance with my own hands, so that she would hate me forever.

I kept wondering if it was right or wrong for me to do what I did, and although I always told myself that I shouldn't do it, the little sense I had had to make me understand that I shouldn't tie her to me for what I liked, and I couldn't promise to give someone a future I couldn't give.

I thought about it for a long time, and I didn't even notice that the cigarette burned until it finally turned into ashes in the palm of my hand, and I didn't even notice that Xiao You had come back.

If it hadn't bitten me again, I probably wouldn't have known how long I should have thought about it.

Xiao Yu looked very tired now, the ink-colored snake body was coiled in the palm of my hand, and he didn't speak with his head drooping, and he didn't move extraordinarily.

This time, Xiao Yu also paid a lot for my business, but I didn't expect that I was now cowardly enough to let my pet snake also suffer.

I sent it back to my heart to rest and decided to go to the hospital and buy him some plasma to replenish it.

But it's still a finishing touch on the zombies, and I'll be able to go back as long as they're done.

At this time, Fei Zombie had already walked out of the house with the purple-haired zombie, and the purple-haired zombie followed behind Fei Zombie sluggishly, and there was only despair left in Fei Zhuang's eyes.

"Thank you, don't worry, I will do what I promised you, but although he can control him now, his habits can't be changed for some reason."

She looked at the purple-haired zombie with some concern, but now there was only a long sigh. (To be continued.) )