There are little zombies at home

Seeing that the little zombie was about to rise into the sky, Zhong Jing glanced back at the cameraman who was sitting on the ground fiddling with the machine, making sure that he didn't notice the movements of himself and the little zombie, and then blocked the air leak on the little zombie's head with his fingers. hole.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhong Jing said in a low voice, his tone was a little anxious, "Will the smoke above your head kill you? No, you've already died... Could it be that you lost your soul?"

"Ah Jing." The little zombie interrupted Zhong Jing weakly, stretched out his little black hand and grabbed his collar, pulled him in front of him, wrinkled his nose suddenly and sniffed his scent, and then said: "Kiss, it's all right."

Seeing that he can still tease himself, and the heat coming out of his head is getting less and less, Zhong Jing simply put down his hand and pinched his face, "Hurry up and cook, or we will lose."

The little zombie has always had a strong desire to win and lose. Hearing what Zhong Jing said, he immediately forgot the discomfort just now, and hurriedly ran to the nearby earthen stove to do some work.

"Hey, what did you guys whisper just now?" Just after the camera had finished changing the lens, he saw the little zombie and Zhong Jing switch positions in a blink of an eye, and he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

"It's nothing." Zhong Jing smiled and shook his head, took out the little zombie's cell phone, unlocked it with ease, and found Ji Shang's contact information.

Thinking that this is the mobile phone of the little zombie, Zhong Jing deliberately imitated his cute tone when editing the text message——

"Master, the top of my head suddenly smoked just now, will it just disappear QAQ?"

Zhong Jing's text message was sent out, and within half a minute he received Ji Shang's reply——

"Don't worry, it's just a little bit of yang energy leaked, just ask him to kiss you, and take a few sips of yang energy to come over. By the way, your emoji is a bit outdated, even the newly unearthed zombies don't know how to use it. In the future, it will still be Change it."

It turns out that it really depends on kissing to get better...

Zhong Jing was dumbfounded, and thought that he would be exposed instead of being cute, so he threw down his phone angrily, picked up the camera and went to the side of the camera to record a video for the little zombie.

The little zombie was very serious when cooking, and he raised his head and smiled at Zhong Jing when he knew that someone was filming, and introduced: "Hello everyone, I am Xiao Zang, and I am recording a new episode of the show on XX Island, hot and sour. Seafood Soup……"

Zhong Jing hooked the corner of his mouth to respond to his smile, and couldn't help reminding: "Be careful not to cut your hands!"

The interaction between the two was natural, but the camera on one side had already stepped back a few steps, and the picture of them looking at each other and smiling was recorded in the camera.

The group dinner was not as expected by Zhong Jing. Except for the staple food provided by the program group and the seafood soup made by the little zombies, the other two groups made it really hard to swallow.

Shangbei University and their group smoked braised prawns in oil, but unfortunately the prawns were all burnt into black charcoal; Gu Bao’s group was also half-baked, and they made pineapple fried rice with too much salt. Water illusion.

However, the little zombie unexpectedly fell in love with the prawns from Shangbei University, holding the big plate alone and "clicking" happily.

Shang Beida sat beside him, frowning and nodding along with the loud chewing sound, thinking that the little zombie was kindly flattering him, and finally snatched the plate of black charcoal prawns reluctantly, "You, don't eat it, otherwise It will hurt your stomach."

"Peking University, I won't have a bad stomach!" The little zombie hiccupped as if wanting to prove that he digested well, "The shrimp you cook is delicious~"

"You don't need to comfort me, it's not like I don't have a sense of taste." Shang Beida pursed his lips in frustration, and then clenched his fists with renewed vigor, "I must work hard to learn how to cook!" Then he lured Mr. Huang Qi home !

The little zombie agreed with two perfunctory "ahhh", then sneakily pulled the prawns in front of him, and ate them crunchily again.

Shang Beida was taken aback, then turned to look at the little zombie with a complicated expression.

"It's just that his teeth are uncomfortable recently, and he uses them to grind them." Zhong Jing, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth to relieve Shang Beida's confusion, and then poured him a basin of cold water, "But the shrimp you made is too hard. Chess, I guess it can break his porcelain teeth."

Shang Peking University: "..." So Mr. Huang Qi has porcelain teeth!

The day's recording ended at dinner, and the temporary long table was full of staff members, and everyone chatted about the interesting things that happened during the day, which was a joyous experience.

But Zhong Jing and the little zombie, who had already filled their stomachs, left the bustle and walked slowly along the seaside to digest their food.

Speaking of which, this is the first time for the little zombie to see the sea. The night sea is lonely and deep, which makes people feel intimidated. It's just that the little zombie doesn't know the style, and his little feet are "slapping" stepping on the water happily.

Zhong Jing reluctantly walked with his slippers, staring at the blurred boundary between the sea and the sky from a distance, feeling homesick in his heart, looking away and saw the little zombie who had been with him for more than half a year, and suddenly called out to him, " Fugui."

"Huh?" The little zombie turned his head when he heard that, his toes still slapping the water restlessly.

"When we go back..." Zhong Jing hesitated a bit, but in the end his eyes were firm, "You come home with me to meet your parents, as a date."

"See... oh!" The little zombie just said a word, but felt that the waves rolled something inexplicable to the soles of his feet, causing him to slide directly on the beach, and his butt was soaked.

"Are you okay?" Seeing him sitting in the water, Zhong Jing hurried forward to help him up, and stretched out his hands to touch his buttocks and thighs, he was relieved to make sure that he was not injured, "Oh, you always let him People worry."

"Don't blame me." The little zombie pursed his mouth, his eyes were full of grievances, "There is a big monster under the sand tripping me."

Zhong Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and looked down, only to see a small conch shell with light-colored patterns lying quietly at the little zombie's feet.

"What a big monster." Zhong Jing teased him, then picked up the conch and handed it to him, "I heard that the conch has spirits, as long as you say your wish or the name of your sweetheart to it, you can get everything you want willing."

"Ah!" The little zombie raised his head and opened his mouth slightly, obviously believing Zhong Jing's nonsense, and hurriedly snatched the conch, "I, I!"

Zhong Jing shrugged, but he didn't want to compete with him, but reached out to touch his stomach, "Well, the stomach has become smaller, let's go back to the small wooden building."

The little zombie was stunned, and wanted to keep up with him, but he reacted and rushed to Zhong Jing complaining, "You're the one with a big belly!"

Zhong Jing was almost crushed by him, and seemed to be used to the little zombie's movements, so he simply hugged his legs and ran madly towards the house with him on his back.

The place where Shangbei University lives is not far from Zhongjing, just walked to the door of the house, suddenly felt a gust of wind behind him, and heard the sound of Zhongjing and the little zombie playing, he couldn't help but secretly stared at their backs, "Hmph, Zhu Bajie carries his wife on his back!"

……

The next morning, Zhong Jing woke up to the sound of birds chirping around the room, opened his eyes and saw the little zombie who was still nestled in his arms at night, stretched out his hand to poke his face with some mischief, and exclaimed exaggeratedly: " Wow, whose tomato is this, it's such a big one!"

"Tomatoes are lucky!" The little zombie answered in his dream, opened his mouth to bite Zhong Jing's hand, licked it a few times and then spat it out, "Bah, it's unpalatable."

Zhong Jing: "..."

Just when Zhong Jing wanted to continue teasing his little zombie, footsteps came from the door, followed by a loud shout, "Fugui, open the door! Zhong Jing, are you at home! Are you awake?"

Even if I didn't wake up, I was woken up by you.

Zhong Jing gritted his teeth and turned over, angrily ran to open the door, and took the onion left over from yesterday's fish cooking and stuffed Shang Beida's mouth, "Quiet, Fugui hasn't woken up yet."

Shang Beida nodded in understanding, then suddenly wrinkled his face, his eye circles were red, "Woooooooo!" Get the onion out of my mouth, bastard!

Zhong Jing also finally realized that he had taken a lethal weapon, so he kindly took the onion and handed him a bottle of mineral water.

"Today's mission assignment, we are going to go fishing." Shangbei University took a few sips before explaining the reason, "Xi Yang and the girls have other missions."

"Well, we'll set off when Fugui wakes up." Zhong Jing glanced at his watch and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that it hadn't reached the time set by the program group to start recording.

While they were talking, the little zombie had already sat up. He yawned lazily, then cast a sharp look at Shang Beida, raised his hand and flew a slipper over.

Before Shang Beida could react in time, the slippers slapped firmly on the wall behind him, which made him thankful that the little zombie's hit rate was not too high.

"What are you doing? Do you know how important my face is?" Shang Beida still jumped after a false alarm.

"Peking University, good morning." The little zombie ignored his anger and greeted him with a crooked smile.

"Morning, good morning." Shang Beida could only answer the words subconsciously, and after a while he was anxious again, "You still change the subject, it's too much!"

"He's just hitting the cockroaches behind you." Zhong Jing calmly picked up the little zombie slippers, turned the back side up and showed Shangbei University a look, and then took them to the bathroom for cleaning.

Shang Beida laughed dryly, realizing that he had misunderstood the little zombie, so he leaned in front of him flatteringly, took out a small round box, "Look, my brother gave you a gift."

"What?" The little zombie took it over and looked it over carefully, but it was all written in English, which made him a little confused.

"Eye cream!" Shang Beida raised his eyebrows, "As long as you keep using it, the dark circles under your eyes will become lighter."

"Wow, it's amazing." A gleam flashed in the eyes of the little zombie, and there seemed to be another item in the list of purchasing agents.

Shang Beida also sniggered happily, thinking that as long as Mr. Huang Qi pleases the people around him, his future life will definitely get better and better.

The two had their own thoughts, and they didn't find out until Zhong Jing turned back.

"Shang Peking University." Zhong Jing kept a polite smile and pulled him off the bed, "Next time you want to sit on my bed without my consent, I will throw you into the cockroach nest."

Shang Beida shuddered, but still decided not to provoke Zhong Jing, who had a dark stomach, and took the initiative: "You take it easy, I'll wait for you downstairs."

After speaking, he winked and ran downstairs directly.

"What did you say just now? I didn't even know when I came in." Zhong Jing re-dressed the slippers for the little zombie, and he couldn't help asking with some taste.

"Peking University gave me a box of eye cream." The little zombie raised the gadget in his hand, "I plan to buy it for my zombie fans, so that I will become the richest man in the cemetery!"

"Fool." Zhong Jing stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, "What they want to pay you is Mingbi. Could it be that you can still use Mingbi to buy tomatoes?"

The little zombie finally found out what the problem was, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

After a long time, even Zhong Jing almost forgot what he just said, but the little zombie suddenly said, "It would be great if there was a bank between the cemetery and the human world."

Zhong Jing suppressed his smile and nodded in response to his strange imagination, but he didn't know what the exchange rate between RMB and Mingbi should be if this bank really existed.

Shangbei University came early, so they arrived at the beach 10 minutes earlier than the agreed time.

Many people have come to the beach in the early morning. They are repairing their crude boats, obviously busy with food for today and even the next few days.

The few of them standing in the crowd were a bit special, until the program team took them to find the master who was going to take them to sea later.

He said he was a master, but in fact he was only in his twenties. Due to the erosion of the sea wind, his young face was already covered with wrinkles, and his skin was also shiny black.

He wiped his hands back and forth on his clothes uneasily for a long time before reaching out to the little zombie standing in front of his head, "Hi, I'm Ah Cheng."

"Hello, my name is Fugui." The little zombie held Acheng's hand and introduced enthusiastically: "This super good-looking person is called Zhong Jing, you can call him Ajing. The shorter one next to him is called Peking University."

Shang Beida glared at him dissatisfied, thinking to himself why Zhong Jing is super good-looking, but he is shorter? !

But before his eyes reached the little zombie, Zhong Jing turned sideways and completely blocked his eyes.

"This little brother Acheng is the most powerful young man in fishing on the entire island. You must learn fishing skills from him later, otherwise there will be no one to guide you in the afternoon." Feeling that the atmosphere was dry, the program The staff of the group also added a sentence next to it.

Hearing the compliment, Ah Cheng scratched his head shyly, and led them towards his boat, then suddenly turned around and asked, "What kind of fish do you want to catch? I can also teach you the methods and techniques."

"Can any fish be used?" The little zombie's eyes lit up.

"Well, probably." Ah Cheng nodded slightly. In fact, among the fish that have appeared near here, there really isn't any fish that hasn't entered his fishing net.

"Then I want to catch a mermaid!" The little zombie covered his face with a smile.

Zhong Jing & Shang Bei Da & A Cheng: "..." Are you serious? !