I have a boyfriend [quick wear]

Xia Chen stood under him on the ladder, shaking his head.

Qi Yeqiao squinted his eyes and looked around, and said softly: "It should be that other survivors brought the infection again, plus the original wave, the area is not big, and the nearest household is here."

"Then you still have to go out?" Xia Chen asked.

Since the survivors came, zombies gradually appeared in the town.When more and more people were infected, all doors and doors were closed, and they shrank in their corners and dared not come out again.The infected with slow and clumsy movements couldn't find the entrance, so they could only wander around.

As for the survivors, if they are lucky enough to meet someone with good intentions, the latter will open the door and let them in.If you meet someone who is not willing, even if you knock off your hand, they just won't let you in.

"Depending on the situation, this group survived more than the previous group, and they also couldn't kill the zombies, and they got headshots several times." Qi Yeqiao said after getting off the ladder.

"They don't have the expert surnamed Qi to guide them, so of course they have to rely on their past knowledge to fight zombies." Xia Chen laughed.

"That's right." Qi Yeqiao touched his face.

There are many people who want to enter their home, but once they heard that there are still conditions to live here, it is okay if they meet the requirements. Many people who cannot meet can only choose to give up.

After all, it is oneself who asks for help, and there must be a limit to getting something for nothing, not to mention that even if you rob it, you can't rob it, and you will be taught a lesson in vain.But every time before people left, Xia Chen kindly told them how to kill zombies, so that these people could have self-defense awareness.

Bang bang bang.

"Help, help, please, open the door."

"Please, save us..."

"Save us..."

Calling close at hand.

"Friends, if you shout again, you will really call the zombies here." Xia Chen poked his head out from the wall, and reminded helplessly, "The zombies haven't arrived here halfway."

The two friends raised their heads at the same time, and one of them was excited to see hope: "This friend, can you please open the door for us, good people will have a safe life!"

Another teary-nosed 'hmmm' nodded a few times, seeming eager to lend credibility to the claim.

Xia Chen pointed down, smiled and said nothing.

The two didn't understand why, until the iron door in front of them squeaked open, and then they realized it.

However, before stepping in, a fleshy wall between the doors made the two of them stunned.

"We don't stay overnight, unless you have combat power, supplies and reliable news." Meat Wall said with a smile.

The two were dumbfounded.

"Brother Qi, let them in first, those guys are here." Xia Chen shouted from above.

Qi Yeqiao stepped back, "Then come in first."

"Hey, there are a few diverted in the middle, and there are not many, let's not do it." Xia Chen shouted again.

Qi Yeqiao nodded, "Okay, you come down."

Standing in front of two strangers, Xia Chen said politely: "If you want to stay here overnight, you need to exchange something useful."

Two people: "Huh?"

Xia Chen ignored them and said directly:

"First: He is my brother, of course not my own brother, but also my lover. If you can't stand it, you are welcome to leave. Second: If you have combat effectiveness, then we can provide food and lodging, depending on your ability; if you have supplies, you can use them." In exchange for the number of days you can stay. Third: If you have no combat power and no supplies, you can also exchange useful information. According to the availability of information, you can see how many days you can stay. Finally: Those who have no combat power, please leave before dark."

"The above are the regulations here. So it is not unconditional to let you in."

Two people: "..."

"You can say that we are ruthless and ungrateful while taking advantage of others' danger. We have no objection. Anyway, you decide whether to stay or go. So, you?"

The two looked at each other and immediately understood that there are rules. The one who was excited before turned his face and said in a panic: "I...we have new news."

Xia Chen nodded, "Let's listen."

The man slowed down, and said slowly with the mentality of giving it a try: "Because the virus that broke out this time was caused by immune chickens in the capital, and then stimulated by botulism for the second time, one explanation is that it was plastic surgery. People are more susceptible to infection."

Seeing that both of them were listening intently, he relaxed a little and continued:

"The lead virus is equivalent to airborne transmission to some people. If plastic surgery patients are exposed to this virus, they will mutate into zombies even if they are not bitten. It will not be affected, some will change after being bitten and some will not change, it depends on the individual's physique."

"Then, now the country has sent troops to look for people who won't mutate, and use their blood to make anti-toxin vaccines, but..." The man bit his lip and said softly: "But blood cells digest and metabolize too quickly after contacting the virus, so There is a fatal flaw - the blood of the person who provides the blood will be drained."

Qi Yeqiao and Xia Chen: "..."

"So, besides avoiding the zombie wave that started in the capital, we came here just..." She didn't finish speaking, and looked at the two of them hesitantly.

"Are you people who can't mutate?" Xia Chen asked straightforwardly.

"How do you know?!" The man was startled, and then realized that he had been exposed first, and pleaded: "Please, please don't tell other people... We... We provide you with blood, and drinking live blood can also prevent viruses Yes, please...please don't say it."

"We walked all the way in fear, for fear that someone would know..." Another person began to cry as he spoke, "Please, don't tell other people..."

"Please..." the two choked up.

Xia Chen looked at Qi Ye Bridge.

Qi Yeqiao paused, then said with a smile: "The information is available, you are allowed to stay for three days, and we will keep it secret."

The two were overjoyed at what they said, bowed again and again, and smiled temporarily: "Thank you! Thank you, thank you!"

night.

"So it's really okay to use blood, it's too much like a dog blood movie." Xia Chen lay on the bed and rubbed his chin in thought, "Why don't we try?"

"Try what?" Qi Yeqiao said, "You're not infected."

After saying those words, a finger with cut skin was stretched out in front of him, Qi Yeqiao was speechless for a moment, he held that finger and put the bloody wound into his mouth.

"You really..." After letting go, Qi Yeqiao was about to tease Xia Chen with a few words about what to say and what to believe, but suddenly a black halo appeared in front of him, rising and falling suddenly, so fast that he had no time to react. The smile froze.

He raised his arms and slowed down, unexpectedly, the dizziness stopped for a moment and then suddenly aggravated like a burst, intense pain rushed into his limbs and bones, and his head broke out in a cold sweat within a few breaths.

Consciousness vaguely saw a weightless picture with spatial distortion and rotation, Qi Yeqiao closed his eyes, but his vision turned black and white, with silver-gray lines twisting and fluctuating in front of his eyes.

Xia Chen's shout seemed to be resounding in the sky, and the hazy feeling of weightlessness spread all over his body.

One second before his consciousness fell into darkness, he blurted out in a daze:

"——Xia Xiaochen, you son of a bitch!!"

Brother Seven ([-])

Jiangnan in June, rainy day.

At night, the Ru'an city is windy and cool, the lights are dim, and the whole night city is faintly shrouded in misty rain.

Pedestrians and weeping willows are scattered like ink and wash.

A hundred miles away from the capital, Ru'an City and the Jiangnan area are the fiefdoms of King Xian, the most beloved brother of the Holy Majesty.The city was originally rich and rich, with outstanding people and spirits. Since the king consort lived there, it has been lit day and night, singing and singing every night, and it is a bustling scene as far as the eye can see.

Xian Wang Yuanjing and the current emperor Yuanlan have a brotherly relationship that is much closer than that of ordinary royal brothers. The two of them have a monarch and a minister, but they are still like brothers of ordinary people, chatting and laughing.

Today at the beginning of June is King Xian's twentieth birthday, the Holy Majesty is here in person, there are endless streams of officials, and the mansion of King Xian is very lively throughout the day.

It wasn't until night fell that the noise in the mansion stopped for a while.

At this time, in front of the gate of King Xian's mansion.

Dressed in a black robe and well-dressed, Xian Wang Yuanjing stood tall in front of the bluestone slab, with the guard behind him holding an umbrella.

A thin drizzle of rain drifted down.

A simple and exquisite fringed carriage stopped in front of the two of them.

Yuan Jing said helplessly to the people in the carriage: "Xiao Qi, it's getting late and there may be heavy rain, why do you have to hurry now? You don't have a business to deal with urgently, so stay overnight in my house You don't suffer, why are you so stubborn?"

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and a cold voice came out, "Because I won't be able to get out of this city gate tomorrow."

"..." Thinking of the few friends who were drunk and paralyzed in the wing room, King Xian paused for a moment, then raised his forehead, "That's right, someone will wake up tomorrow and make trouble for you, it's the same every time. Forget it, just leave Bar."

"Be careful on your way, remember to pass the letter to me if you have something to do, don't always take care of it yourself, Xiaoling, you have to be careful about your master..."

"Drive the horse." The cold voice interrupted the chatter he was about to start again, and ordered decisively.

The wheels rumbled.

Qi Ling, who was driving in a carriage, responded solemnly: "Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will take good care of you, please go back."

A hand was stretched out from under the curtain of the carriage and waved towards them.

"Hey, you child..." King Xian looked at the carriage that was gradually going away, the young prince who had just passed his 22nd birthday looked depressed, "At least listen to the old man's words."

Immediately he yelled towards that side: "Xiao Qi! Remember to come again in October, your brother Qianyu is getting married!"

The carriage drove away slowly.

Leave a hazy back.

"This boy, he still has such a personality. He keeps a dull face all day long, which girl would marry him in the future..." Xian Wang shook his head and muttered, then turned and went back to the mansion.

For example, dozens of miles south of Ancheng, a wilderness suburb.

"Hmm..." Panting and whimpering were intertwined, hurried footsteps stepped across, and there was a rustling sound in the weeds of the jungle, and then stopped quietly after a few breaths.

The sound of heavier and messier footsteps came from far and near.

"Where did you go..."

"go there……"

"Catch up, don't let him escape..."

A series of cursing drifted past the ears, and the cool wind smacked the rain stars on the bare cheeks and skin one after another, making the thin body dressed in coarse linen shiver intermittently.The too slender hands and feet spasmed slightly, and the skin that could not be concealed by the clothes was covered with blue and purple scars from the whipping.

The wind whistled past, and the raindrops gradually became silk.

"……"help me.He opened his mouth, wanting to groan|groan and shout, but his throat hurt like grinding, making his face paler.

"Ugh..."

Who can help me……

so cold...

it hurts...

He buried his face in his arms, hugged his body tightly and shrunk behind the weedy hills, whimpering helplessly.

The sound of the rain grew louder, and he blinked feebly, dizzy.

I am... am I going to die...

"Young master, there seems to be someone in front of you."

"..."

In a blur, he seemed to hear someone talking, the voice was far and near, not very real.

As if hallucinating, his body suddenly warmed up.

There is a faint herbal smell rushing into the nose.

It's so warm.

He subconsciously wanted to grasp the warmth, so he moved his wounded and dirty hands.

"Young master, let your subordinates hug him." Qi Ling, who was holding an umbrella, couldn't help but said when he saw his son's snow-white gown being soiled like this.

"It's okay." The young man only glanced at the skirt of his clothes that was stained with dirt because of the hand, and then carried him into the carriage, "You continue on your way."

"Yes." Qi Ling had no choice but to respond.

After passing this forest, the road ahead was a little more bumpy.

Qi Yeqiao put the person on the soft mat, and wiped the face, hands, and feet of the latter with clean water. Perhaps the water was too cold, and the body that had just had a hint of warmth couldn't help shaking every time he wiped it. Qi Yeqiao looked at it. Glancing at this person, he took the medicine and rubbed it on, then quickly bandaged the wounds on his hands and feet, and then changed into a piece of his own clothes.

His face was white and thin without the mud cover, but at the age of fourteen or five years, his body was extremely weak, the bones between his ribs were clearly visible, and his chest, back, and thighs were even scarred.

Qi Yeqiao covered his waist with the thin blanket, and lightly touched the latter's forehead with his fingers.

He is not a doctor, although he has been exposed to medical skills, he only knows a superficial side.Simply rubbing medicine is something he is used to doing, and he is helpless for injuries like this that may involve deep internal organs.

Perhaps because of the cold, the man curled up and shivered, his lips were chapped and pale, and the blanket was pressed under his legs due to the movement.

Qi Yeqiao frowned, the young man's painful look made him feel strange for no reason.He couldn't help calling Qi Ling out loud, and said, "Rush to Lin Qi Town as quickly as possible and find a doctor."

Qi Ling paused, and quickly responded: "Yes, young master."

Immediately rode the horse to speed up the process.

Fortunately, after passing this bumpy road, Linqi Town is located at the hub of Mulian cities. People come and go from all over the town, and there are many medical clinics. For the time being, I can take care of the injuries of the young man.

Dawn broke.

Needless to say, Qi Yeqiao had already parked the carriage in front of a Fuyu inn where he was staying.

"Huh? Mr. Qi? You went to Jiangnan this time and returned earlier than back."

Fuyu Inn is the only inn in the town that is still operating at night.Because Linqi Town is located in a hub belt, people from all over the city come and go, and there are mixed crowds, and there are many disputes.

And the Fuyu Inn dared to do business at night because of the support behind it.The shopkeeper and them seemed to have become old acquaintances during the time they came and went, and asked with a smile: "Are you still the two upper rooms?"

Qi Ling just wanted to talk about the three rooms, but Qi Yeqiao nodded to the shopkeeper before him: "Well, prepare some hot water and send it to my room, and call a doctor over by the way, and act quickly."

"Eh? Eh, ok ok."

Only then did he see someone hugged by Mr. Qi, and the shopkeeper was surprised that this was the first time he had seen someone get close to Mr. Qi, and he went out quickly to find a doctor in the clinic with the same expression on his face.

"My lord, San'er wrote a letter saying that Miss Ruoyun has been clamoring for you to go back. She cried and made trouble and hanged herself three times, making the palace restless. The brothers are begging you to go back quickly." Qi Ling pinched a corner of a letter. , with a respectful expression on his face.At the end, he sighed in his heart: Crying, making trouble and hanging himself?No one would believe this lie.

Qi Yeqiao put the person in his arms into the bathtub, and said, "Go at a normal speed, if she wants to make a fuss, she will make a fuss."

As for those few, wait for it.

"Yes." Qi Ling responded, seeing that the master seemed to want to wash the boy himself, he suddenly stepped forward in surprise, "Master, what is this?"

"Help him wash his body, why?" Qi Yeqiao said lightly.

"Well, your body is more important now, let the subordinates do these small things, or the subordinates can tell Xiao Er..." After speaking, he went up and wanted to take over.

"No, you go and see when the doctor arrives, I didn't come to remind you, it's me." Qi Yeqiao gently pushed his hand away, "When you come, let the shopkeeper make some supper and soft porridge, Bring it up in a moment."

"But..." Qi Ling frowned.

Qi Yeqiao glanced at him.

"Yes, this subordinate will go now." Qi Ling pursed his lips, and finally had no choice but to agree.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Qi Ling and the doctor arrived together.

"It's just a common cold, and it will be fine after a few days of recuperation." The doctor put away his hands and tidied up the medicine box. "Although this boy's body is weak, his recovery ability is very strong. After a few breaths, the fever will subside. After waking up, avoid meat and spicy food. To prevent the wound from recurring. I will apply a few medicines and feed him on time. "

"But..." The doctor stroked his long beard.

"How?" Qi Yeqiao asked.

"Is the child dumb?"

Qi Yeqiao was taken aback.

"I think it's a little old." The doctor shook his head, "but it doesn't have much effect. His throat can't be cured, so he won't collapse anymore. He's still young, so pay attention to rest."

"En." Qi Yeqiao nodded, glanced at the person on the bed, "Thank you."

"Thank you doctor." Qi Ling sent the doctor away, took the prescription and wanted to go back to the room and report to the master to get the medicine by himself.

When he reached the threshold, he was taken aback.

At this moment, his master, who has always been calm, frowned slightly, staring at the sleeping boy with an indistinct expression, gently stroking the latter's delicate eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips.

Subconsciously, he left the room, unable to hide his shock.

This was the first time he saw his master showing such emotions since he followed his master since he was a child.

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