When Lu Yan cleaned up the zombies in the base with mud, he passed by the communication station where Xiao Yan sacrificed at that time.

When he walked in, the ice that Qi Su had left there did not move at all, and the heavy cold turned the entire communication station into a huge ice warehouse, and when he walked inside, he would feel a cold air burrowing into his body, and the bones of the frozen people were hurting.

Although this is a murder weapon, it is precisely because of the surrounding zombies that the ice that is left behind that some high-level zombies passing by do not dare to stay here.

By accident, this borderlands has become relatively safe.

Walking into the main building of the communication station, the red blood tree carved with Xiao Yan's blood was still in place, with dense branches and leaves, climbing and wrapping the entire space.

The crystal clear red looks strange and sad.

Lu Yan didn't plan to let him stay here, and when Qin Zhen entered the base, he would definitely be tempted to come here, and when he saw it, he would be stimulated.

So Lu Yan used his ability, and then beckoned the mud to eradicate the blood tree that represented Xiao Yan's life little by little.

In the process of eradication, he suddenly remembered that in order to avoid Qi Su from discovering it, Mu Tang left a spiritual imprint on this tree and deceived Qi Su.

When the little clever succeeded, the cunning and excited little expression on his face, Lu Yan couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, but he quickly put it down again.

With a sigh, he reached out and rubbed his fingers over the cold ice branches, and all the places where his fingertips walked slowly turned into blood and water, and then slowly evaporated.

On the other side, the mud smashed the other half of the blood tree, flicked his tail and returned to Lu Yan's side, lowered his head and rubbed him hard.

Lu Yan patted its nose.

The last inch of the blood tree disappeared, Lu Yan withdrew his hand, and walked out of the communication station with mud.

As he was leaving, he looked back at the empty buildings again, and felt as if he had forgotten something.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think about it, and I didn't have time to delay, so in the end I could only suppress this doubt in my heart and continue to clean up the zombies elsewhere.

In the evening, for safety reasons, Lu Yan and the others did not stay in the base, but returned to the temporary camp.

From a distance, I saw Qin Zhen at the entrance of the camp like this, holding a cigarette and smoking non-stop, and when he got closer, he found that he had accumulated seven or eight cigarette butts under his feet.

Since the mud yelled at Qin Zhen in the tent that day, he doesn't want to see him now, and he doesn't have a good face when he sees him, and sometimes he has to yell two words.

For example, now, the mud stared at Qin Zhen viciously, his two front feet were uneasily scratching on the ground, and a low roar came out of his throat.

Lu Yan hurriedly touched its head and whispered to reassure:

"Okay, mud, this is Qin Zhen, didn't you like to play with him the most before?"

The mud "whined", tilted his head to the side angrily, and flicked his tail impatiently, obviously refusing to communicate with Qin Zhen.

Qin Zhen seemed to be a little weak when he saw this scene, smiled dryly, raised his hand and touched his nose, and then lit a cigarette and took a sharp puff.

Lu Yan frowned, jumped down from the mud, walked over and patted him on the shoulder:

"Let you recuperate, you're good, seeing that your addiction to smoking is getting bigger and bigger, doubling your smoking, look at you, where do you look like a patient?"

Qin Zhen laughed twice, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and handed it to Lu Yan:

"You can't smoke it, the last two are gone, and after you finish pumping, you can't smoke if you want to."

Lu Yan didn't answer, he was not in the mood to touch this now, so he pressed Qin Zhen's hand and sent the cigarette back:

"I don't need it, you can keep it yourself, just two of them, you can be honest just after you finish smoking."

Qin Zhen was no longer reluctant, nodded and put the cigarette back in his pocket, while observing Lu Yan quietly.

On the surface, Lu Yan can still joke with him, it looks like he has come out of the haze, but if you look closely, you can see his bloodshot eyes and blue and black eyes.

It was clear that he couldn't sleep at night and still had insomnia.

And Lu Yan is obviously paying more attention to the mud now, and if he doesn't sleep every night, he is combing the mud.

With such a big dog, he just wants to comb his hair before sleeping, and even if he sleeps, he looks at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Qin Zhen couldn't sleep several times, and when he woke up, he saw Lu Yan holding a dog hair comb in the middle of the night, sitting next to the mud in a daze.

If it goes on like this, he is afraid that he is not dead yet, and Lu Yan will die first.

was thinking about it, and suddenly remembered Lu Yan's inquiry:

"Old Qin, you just stood at the gate of the camp and waited for us, is there something wrong?"

Qin Zhen stood in place fiercely, turned his head to look at Lu Yan, opened his mouth several times, and finally shook his head:

"No, I was worried about your safety, so I stood at the door and waited for you."

Lu Yan's inspecting gaze looked Qin Zhen up and down for a long time, and finally took it back:

"Okay, don't be so anxious, I'm not at ease, aren't you?"