Lin Murong had a dream at night.

It's either daydreaming, or normal nighttime dreaming.

But he did not dream of the little pink shovel.

The zombies he dreamed of.

A zombie who was shot in the head by him, but staggered again. The zombies kept running after him, screaming and biting him.

However, they don't even have their heads, and they don't know how to make sounds.

A few, a dozen, a hundred, Lin Murong is not afraid.

He's a high-level supernatural. Some zombies who don't even have their heads left, he doesn't care about them yet.

But that's not a few hundred words, it's tens of thousands of fucking words.

The list is endless.

When Lin Murong saw so much, he ran away without thinking about it, he couldn't beat it, he couldn't beat it at all.

Although he thinks he has good physical strength, it's tens of thousands of fucking ones.

I can't beat it, I really can't beat it.

He was afraid.

Heaven is not afraid of the earth, but at this time, he is afraid.

He ran and ran, and ran and ran, running faster than the mutant rabbit, but the zombies chasing him behind him also ran faster and faster, faster and faster.

Then Lin Murong also got faster and faster.

Running and running, a pit appeared in front of him, he jumped, he ran, and a lake appeared in front of him, and he swam, and he ran, and a sea appeared in front of him.

Lin Murong: "??? ”

How can he swim through this, forget it.

Although he was thinking about it, the zombies behind him were getting closer and closer, getting closer and closer, Lin Murong thought about it, compared to jumping into the sea, it was still a zombie that he couldn't accept, and then he jumped into the sea.

Then I woke up.

When I woke up, I felt a sense of loss.

When he woke up, it was only the middle of the night.

He shuddered at the thought of the zombie army in his dream.

It's over, I can't sleep now.

Woowoowoo......

How the galaxy dreams of a small pink shovel.

He dreams of zombies.

It is said that he thinks about it day and night, and what he thinks about is obviously a small pink shovel.

Why dreams are zombies.

It's all zombies.

Woowoowoo......

Unscientific.

It's all zombies.

During the day, Lin Murong ran to ask Su Yinhe.

Su Yinhe frowned and thought for a moment, and then fooled him with certainty.

"Definitely because you're not daydreaming. You dream normally at night, so you don't dream. ”

"It's normal to dream, but the dream I have is not normal." Tens of thousands of zombies.

"That's not important, it's important that you dream during the day. So ......" Su Yinhe suddenly became serious.

"Let's go to bed."

Su Yinhe waved at him.

Like chasing a puppy.

But Lin Murong still didn't know anything, he also believed Su Yinhe's nonsense, and really went to sleep, ready to daydream.

Lin Murong fell asleep quickly, but what he dreamed of this time was not a pink shovel, he dreamed of a group of zombies in pink dresses.

Roar, roar, roar.

Roar, roar, roar.

Lin Murong: "......"

A sea of pink, I can't count how many zombies there are.

There must be tens of thousands.

This time, Lin Murong was very experienced, and before his brain could react, his legs moved first, running, running, running, and then jumping over the pit, swimming across the lake, and finally swimming into the sea.

Then I woke up again.

Lin Murong was stunned.

Why?

Why the hell?

Isn't he daydreaming?

Why do you still dream of those zombies?

Is he really just, unworthy?

Woowoowoo......

Lin Murong went to find Su Yinhe in a trance.

"Galaxy, I still haven't dreamed of the pink shovel."

Seeing Lin Murong so mourned, Su Yinhe's non-existent conscience ached.

She's damned.

actually played Lin Murong, but, cough cough cough......

She didn't feel guilty.

Damn it.

Damn her so much.

Su Yinhe felt a little guilty, and then continued to tease Lin Murong heartlessly.

She thought Lin Murong was interesting.

It's fun to tease Lin Murong.

"It may be that you are sleeping in the wrong position, you can change your position." When Su Yinhe said this, his face was not a little red.

"Are you sure?" Lin Murong looked distrustful.

Why did he always think that what the galaxy said was wrong?

"Really, you're just sleeping in the wrong position, and if you're in the right position, there's going to be a pink shovel." Su Yinhe looked firm.

"Okay. Then I'll try again. "Su Yinhe's lie is outrageous, but what is even more outrageous is that Lin Murong believes it.

The first time I found out that it didn't seem right, and then I was deceived, and the second time I found out that it was wrong, but I still let Su Yinhe fool it.

In short, Lin Murong, a fool, didn't react at all.

He's a guy and he's willing to experiment.

Chi Yan saw it and wanted to remind him, but seeing Su Yinhe's interested appearance, he finally swallowed what he wanted to say.

Let's wait for Lin Murong to react by himself.

In this way, you can remember it for a long time.

Chi Yan also found a high-sounding reason, and then continued to watch Su Yinhe tease Lin Murong.

Lin Murong was also obedient, Su Yinhe said that there was a problem with his posture, so he changed his position to sleep.

Still sleeps in seconds, he falls asleep quickly.

Then, I dreamed of zombies again, this time the zombies, wearing red dresses.

Lin Murong repeated the previous steps again.

After waking up, Lin Murong was even more melancholy.

Ay.

He thought for a moment and changed his position.

Keep sleeping.

If you don't dream about it, if you dream about the wrong thing, it must be that he is not sleeping in the right position.

Once, twice, three times......

Until dark.

Lin Murong still hadn't dreamed of the pink shovel, and in his mind, there were only one by one, a large number of zombies.

Ahh

He's tried all the poses he can think of, why still don't he believe it.

What other postures are there?

Faced with this question, Su Yinhe gave the answer ......

"Well, it's a matter of luck. If you're lucky, just pose casually, and if you don't return your luck, you can't search for it. "Hey, the more you talk about it, the more metaphysical it becomes.

Weird.

Su Yinhe took the thoughts in his head for a moment, and then continued to fool Lin Murong.

"But...... It also depends on luck. It's too much. Lin Murong felt very sad, he didn't have much luck.

This kind of good thing is where it is his turn.

Woowoo......

He shouldn't be thinking about cheap.

Woowoowoo......

"Okay, okay, don't be sad, if you want it, I'll give you a few more." After teasing people, it's time for people to eat some sweetness.

"Really?" Lin Murong actually howled, but he didn't expect that after he howled twice, the pink shovel was there.

Lin Murong suddenly stopped being sad.

With the new five pink shovels, Lin Murong was already so happy that he couldn't find the north.

He has many, many pink shovels now.

Isn't that just the time for happiness?

Happy, happy, still happy.