There are little zombies at home

It was already dark when they came out of grandma's house, and there was no taxi in the village, so they had to walk along the main road to the entrance of the village and then hailed a taxi.

The street lamps in the village were sparse, one section was bright and the other was dark, and there was no one else on the road, so Zhong Jing couldn't help feeling a little timid.

On the other hand, the little zombie is very adaptable to the dark, holding Zhong Jing's hand and bouncing ahead, humming a few incongruous nursery rhymes, which eased the gloomy atmosphere a bit.

"Fugui, are you in a good mood?" Zhong Jing couldn't help asking when he saw his brisk movements.

"Okay!" The little zombie stopped, turned around and looked up at Zhong Jing, and began to fumble for the pocket on his thick down jacket, and then took out a big red envelope with gold powder, "This is the gift from grandma." My meeting."

"When did you give it?" Zhong Jing said to himself, took the red envelope and glanced at it slightly, feeling even more unbalanced, "Grandma has never given me such a big red envelope!"

The little zombie happily snatched back the red envelope and put it away, then jumped and ran away, "In this way, I can buy a lot of soda and spicy sticks behind Ah Jing's back!"

Zhong Jing wanted to refute, but felt the silence around him, so he gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Don't run so fast, I... I'm afraid of the dark!"

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At the same time, Grandma Zhong was walking slowly from the house to the kennel in the yard with leftovers.

Because of the cold weather, a heating lamp was specially installed in the kennel, and the yellow dog finally regained some warmth lying on the cushion.

Grandma Zhong squatted in front of him, suddenly worried, "Ah Jing has found a partner, why are you still single, quickly find me a bitch!"

The yellow dog licked two mouthfuls of rice, and his big black eyes stared at Grandma Zhong, "Wow, woof!" Do you think I don't want to!

However, Grandma Zhong no longer had the heart to talk to the yellow dog. The slightly dull old man touched the back of his head hesitantly, "Is the person Ah Jing brought back today a male doll or a female doll?"

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The "[-]-kilometer trip" is different from the so-so one last time, and a new link was added to the officially recorded program - looking through the star's suitcase.

In order not to let the audience see that Zhong Jing and the little zombie lived together, they deliberately unpacked in two rooms separately, and the program team also cooperatively did not shoot the living room passing by.

Thinking that the place where he was going was like summer all year round, Zhong Jing didn't bring much, only a few short sleeves and shorts in basic colors.

Perhaps because he was worried that this section would be cut down later because it was too boring, the cameraman jokingly asked: "Jing Zhong, can we see the color of your swimming trunks?"

"Of course." Zhong Jing nodded, rummaged through and handed the small bag containing swimming equipment to the camera.

The camera is also a man, so of course he opened it directly without avoiding suspicion, but he froze his hand at the next moment, "Zhong Jing, I can't see that you are so cute inside."

"Cute?" Zhong Jing was taken aback, grabbed the bag and took a look, then immediately glared at the little zombie who was peeking at the door.

Just because the plain black swimming trunks he originally packed in the bag were replaced by large gray-blue baby whale swimming trunks, and the difference was only in size from the swimming trunks that the little zombie bought in the hot spring last time, the instigator You don't need to ask to know who it is.

Since the show was still being recorded, Zhong Jing smiled instantly, "Life needs a little innocence once in a while."

The camera nodded while holding back a smile, and began to film other things of him.

There are only a few pieces of clothes that the little zombie needs to bring, but they are piled up in colorful colors, which still look much richer than Zhong Jing's.

After flipping through the camera for a while, I still thought of the previous question, so I asked the little zombie again.

"My swimming trunks~" The little zombie pondered for a moment, then pulled out his own sub-bag under Zhong Jing's nervous gaze.

Seeing the little zombie unpacking the sub-bag, Zhong Jing's heart hung in his throat, he was afraid that the swimming trunks that the little zombie took out were the same as his, and the reason why the Yellow River would be so dirty was probably because they jumped into it.

"My swimming trunks are all printed with waves." Fortunately, Little Zombie was repeatedly warned by Huang Qi to avoid suspicion before going on the show, and he also prepared in advance to show a pair of swimming trunks sent by fans.

"Hahaha, Xiao Zang, you really have a heart." The camera laughed twice, and said again: "But next time, don't wear fans on... um~"

When he glanced at the waist, the little zombie immediately blushed to cover it up, and then took the initiative to introduce other luggage.

After introducing the luggage, Zhong Jing and Little Zombie followed the program team to the airport, thinking that the temperature in the place they were going to was very high, so they all wore short-sleeved down jackets and planned to take off their coats when they arrived.

There was a travel brochure on the plane, and the little zombies read it with gusto. They thought that they would follow the itinerary above to go snorkeling to appreciate corals and clownfish first, and then go skydiving to experience the thrills. After a few trips, they decided to Was taken to a desert island by the program group.

"This is the most primitive island in country T." The camera introduced next to the little zombie, "You will live in the small wooden building we rented in advance for a week, and experience the life of the aboriginal tribe."

"What are the aborigines?" The little zombie asked seriously.

"It's...the person who has been living here." The camera explained with difficulty.

"Ah!" The little zombie nodded, turned around and joked with Zhong Jing in a low voice, "Then am I considered an aborigine in the cemetery?"

Zhong Jing patted him on the head, dumbfounded, "You've lived temporarily for hundreds of years at most."

Before the little zombie could continue to answer, the camera came over and said, "I forgot to tell you just now that since you two were the last batch to arrive, you can only live in the small wooden building that was selected."

"Wait, didn't your script say that guests should play a game and finally choose a house based on the outcome?" Zhong Jing's eyes widened. The best small wooden buildings in this place would not be very good, let alone the worst. How bad one would be.

"Our program team just likes to mess around." The cameraman said with a silly smile, "Zhong Jing, you have to get used to it."

"Is the remaining small wooden building bad?" the little zombie poked his head out and asked.

"It won't be bad." The cameraman's attitude towards the little zombie is obviously gentler, and he speaks as if he is patient with his own children, "It's just that there are more insects and ants around here, and the wooden boards of the houses you live in have gaps, and Not very high."

"Isn't that bad?" Zhong Jing took a look at the insects and ants crawling all over the room, feeling his hairs stand on end.

But the little zombie smiled foolishly, he didn't have too many scruples, he just thought that Zhong Jing would hug him tightly at night when he was afraid, it doesn't matter what house it is.

It wasn't until they walked to the designated cabin that Zhong Jing realized how euphemistic the camera's words were. This is not a gap, it is a loophole at all!

I don't know how long the cabin has been idle, the floor is a bit soft, and the corners are full of large and small cobwebs, and the bed is also covered with a thick layer of dust.

The cleanliness was like Zhong Jing, and he immediately found a rag and broom to clean it, but the little zombie didn't move, and took a few steps back to avoid Zhong Jing.

The camera was a bit puzzled. In his impression, the little zombie has always been an enthusiastic person, so he shouldn't be lazy now, "Little Zombie, why don't you go and help?"

"No, it's not allowed." The little zombie shook his head violently, "Ah Jing will turn into a big monster when he does hygiene!" Very scary!

"Big monster?" The camera was surprised by his description.

"I don't believe it, look..." The little zombie didn't explain much, and pointed to Zhong Jing who was not far away. There were already three pots of dirty water under his feet, and he was still wiping the bed board with a rag in his hand. Obviously, this bed board was covered by him. Wipe it four times!

The camera finally understood the meaning of the little zombie, swallowed his saliva, and followed him back a few steps, for fear that it would be too late, and his feet would be wiped by Zhong Jing several times.

An hour later, Zhong Jing finally cleaned up the house with satisfaction, and the program team also had a new task, saying that they were going to experience the special business on the island.

Zhong Jing didn't believe in the routine of the program group, and when he arrived, he was different from the excitement of the other people, and instead stood behind with a blank expression.

"Everyone knows that this is a primitive island, so wait a minute, let everyone wear grass skirts and dance tribal dances!" The director sat in the distance and showed a few people the costumes of the aborigines. Seeing that they are completely naked, only a grass skirt is worn around the front of the lower body, but the back is unobstructed.

Seeing such a dress, Shang Beida was the first to shout, "Director, this, this can't be broadcast!"

"That's right, director, we are women, do we have to cover our chest with two coconut shells like that?" Gu Bao echoed.

The little zombie blushed after watching it, and finally lowered his head and shook his body, whispering, "Ah Jing's butt must be very round~"

Zhong Jing: "..." I heard it all!

Fortunately, the program team only wanted to scare them. In the end, they only asked them to learn the dance steps and dance a few times to complete the work. The reward was today's lunch.

Although primitive tribes do not have decent seasonings, the boiled seafood has a unique flavor, and the combination of sweetness and umami is just right.

After lunch, Zhong Jing took the little zombie back to the cabin to take a nap. The photography followed them up and down for a long time, so of course he didn't follow them at this moment. There were only the two of them on the long path.

The little zombie enjoyed shaking Zhong Jing's hand back and forth, then leaned over and asked, "Ah Jing, when do you think we will meet the ugly little monkey?"

The little zombie is talking about a unique monkey on this island. Because it is rare, it has become a scenic spot for sightseeing on the island.

But when it comes to the monkey, the monkey didn't come. Instead, a black and white striped snake suddenly sprang out from the grass.

The snake stood up halfway, and "hissed" out a snake letter threatening them, which seemed very difficult to deal with.

However, the little zombie was not afraid of it at all, and looked at it a little closer, and then stuck out its tongue and "hissed" twice.

"Don't move!" Zhong Jing called to stop the little zombie with a headache, trying to pull him back, but he didn't dare to be reckless.

As soon as the words were finished, the snake bit the little zombie's hand violently. Before the snake's body climbed onto his arm, it was torn off by the rushing Zhong Jing and thrown not far away.

"Are you okay?" Zhong Jing worriedly pulled the little zombie, and looked down at his hand.

"I'm fine." The little zombie shook his head, and turned to look sympathetically at the wilting snake on the ground, "I forgot to tell it, but I'm actually poisonous..."

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