Zeng Mao had a headache, and Zhang Shu also had a headache. Yunjiu's fever couldn't go away, and he couldn't even get up the energy to speak. Zhang Shu wanted to accompany him, but Taozi cared more about Yunjiu than him. He came every morning, He had to go back before the martial law at night, Zhang Shu could only guard Yunjiu with her, or he had to leave Yunjiu and meditate outside.

Knowing that the two women, Zhang Juan and Taozi, must have taken better care of him than he did, but as soon as they left Yunjiu's side, all kinds of weird thoughts kept popping up: Will Zhang Juan and Taozi chat so much that they forget Yunjiu's needle drops? over?If the electric blanket is turned on for too long, will it short-circuit and burn it?There is chocolate in Taozi's medicine bag, will she give it to Yunjiu on a whim?

When Zhang Shu talked about meditating outside, Tao Zi was a little disappointed, but within 10 minutes, Zhang Shu came back, and Zhang Juan hurriedly gave Tao Zi a wink, using the excuse of watching porridge to leave the two of them "alone".

Zhang Shu, who was focused on Yunjiu, didn't think in a certain direction at all. Taozi said something, and he said "um". Although this attitude can be understood as indifferent, it can also be understood as dull. Zhang Shu is more like the latter.

So Taozi kept talking more and more vigorously, until Yunjiu on the bed discovered the "enemy".

Taozi didn't hear it, Zhang Shu had passed her, put his hand on Yunjiu's forehead, and asked nervously, "Do you want to eat? Are you still dizzy? Taozi , the fever seems to subside."

Tao Zi was taken aback, and she talked for a long time, only at this time Zhang Shu called her name, which was regarded as an initiative to say something.

Taozi was slow to react, Zhang Shu took the thermometer by himself, covered it with his hand a little, then stretched his hand under the quilt, and took Yunjiu's temperature.Taozi had no choice but to move away from the bed, staring back and forth between Zhang Shu and Yunjiu——

Both Yunjiu's parents are dead, if she didn't know the truth, she would think Zhang Shu is her father.

Tao Zi guessed wildly for a while, Zhang Juan carried the porridge into the house, gave the bowl to Zhang Shu and said, "I'll serve some for you too, would you like some?"

Zhang Shu shook his head: "Sister, I'm not hungry."

Zhang Juan glared at him: "You haven't eaten for a few days! I haven't seen you eat since you came back! I only saw you drinking water! Can drinking water fill your stomach?"

While feeding Yunjiu porridge, Zhang Shu said, "I'm really not hungry."

Zhang Juan raised her face: "I think my cooking is unpalatable!"

"No." Lei Xiang's cooking is also good, but compared with Zhang Juan, the cooking skills of the two of them are almost the same. Zhang Shu said honestly: "For more than a month, I only ate something when I was testing the temperature of Yunjiu. I’ve never been hungry, don’t you think I’m fine too?”

When Yunjiu saw the surprise on Taozi's face, she seized the opportunity and said, "He's just starting to advance. If it grows, it's normal not to eat it for tens or hundreds of years. If it's lucky, just avoid the five grains." , no longer have to suffer from various diseases.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't even have the strength to swallow the porridge, but Yunjiu still desperately stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhang Shu.

The little hand couldn't hold it, it would be better to say that Zhang Shu held his hand in turn: "Shut up, do you want milk?"

Yunjiu opened her mouth, meaning that she wants porridge, milk, everything, and no one is allowed to grab it if it belongs to him!

Zhang Shu was busy mixing milk powder, so he didn't have time to visit other people.

Taozi went out of the house with a pale face, Zhang Juan chased them out, Zhang Shu just remembered to check the door, afraid that they would not close the door to let the wind blow in.

Yunjiu laughed childishly, and Zhang Shu asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Yunjiu said, "I'm not laughing at anything."

Zhang Shu felt weird: "It's nothing, why are you laughing?"

Yunjiu triumphantly said, "When you are close to vermilion, you are red and if you are close to ink, you are black. The longer I get along with you, the more idiotic you become. Smile, can't you?"

Zhang Shu: "...The temperature measured just now seems to be wrong, let's measure PP next time!"

Yunjiu was furious: "How dare you!!!"

Zhang Shu was so arrogant that he held the milk bowl: "I dare!!!"

A tiny bolt of lightning hit the table and smashed the thermometer, Yunjiu rolled her eyes and fainted.

Zhang Shu: "..."

……

After driving away the "third party", Zhang Shu can finally meditate in the room, but what exactly is Yunjiu's "meaning"?Sitting is also sitting in vain, no matter how he thinks about the sea of ​​qi, isn't that just flowing aura?What's the point?

After sitting for a long time without a clue, he couldn’t even settle down. Zhang Shu was restless, and Yun Jiu coughed on the bed. He saw that the fire in the stove was about to go out, and the room temperature was only fifteen degrees, so he hurried away. Add charcoal in the past.

There was no charcoal in the house, and there was only chopped firewood outside, and it had to be burned before it could be sandwiched in, or there would be a lot of smoke.

Zhang Shu picked up firewood and threw it into the firepit. Feeling restless and impatient, he felt that nothing was going well. He moved a lot and exerted a lot of force. As a result, a piece of sawdust stuck into his finger, and the prick was deep. After pulling it out, bleeding gushed out. I flicked it, but unexpectedly it fell into the cup that someone put by the fire pit, so I had to pick up the cup to pour out the soiled water, but when I saw the dark red blood drop trailing in the water and sank to the bottom of the cup, Zhang Forgive me for stopping suddenly.

These silky traces are like the ink stains rendered by ink painting, like the cloud that will not disperse around Yunjiu...

Martial arts are also intentional. Between movements and moves, you can't see or touch.

The deceased teacher and father said that if you blindly pursue movements, you will lose your mind.

Some people who want to sign him say that even if he can't win the gold medal, they just want to sign him, because his moves are neither aggressive, nor scattered and lacklustre, and he has the style of everyone - the so-called style, isn't it meaning?

"elder brother!"

Zhang Shu came back to his senses, Zhang Ye stood beside him and asked, "What are you doing with my cup?"

If you just asked, you will definitely be reprimanded by Zhang Shu. Is there a place for porcelain cups by the fire pond?But now Zhang Shu smiled, poured water on the ground next to him, and handed the cup to Zhang Ye: "I accidentally made it dirty, you can pour water after you rinse it."

Zhang Ye said "hmm", took the cup and walked away.

Xie Gaowen came in from the cave carrying a basin of charcoal, saw Zhang Shu and said, "The charcoal is gone? Come get it."

Zhang Shu was surprised: "Are you burning outside?"

Xie Gaowen said: "There is a lot of smoke inside, and there is a lot of wind outside, and it blows away as soon as it blows. It doesn't smoke people, so it burns faster."

Zhang Shu packed a few pieces in a dustpan and went back to the house. After the temperature in the house warmed up, seeing Yunjiu sleeping peacefully, he came out to help Xie Gaowen burn the remaining firewood.

The wind was very strong, and the billowing smoke from the burning was blown away. The forest at the downwind was full of smoke, and the sunlight fell from the branches.

The fire on the woodpile is not strong, but when it is blown by the wind, flames will burst out from time to time, and when it is pulled by the wind, the flame will elongate, like a sword.

Reach out and touch, even though Zhang Shu's body is very different from ordinary people, he still feels burning pain.

The flames are always on the verge of extinguishing, but the stronger the wind, the higher the flames that rise up, not only do not extinguish, but become more vigorous...

Go with the flow...and be firm.

It's a pity that even if Zhang Shu finds the right method, it is impossible to generate sword intent for a moment. After countless attempts and failures, Zhang Shu thought of a problem.

He knows his own character best, he is not good at fighting with others, and he doesn't care about small gains and losses. Zhong Zhengping and he can do it, but he can never carve his mind into a sharp and unparalleled sword!

It is not Zhang Shu's habit to be frustrated when encountering setbacks. After thinking about it, there is something that inspired him.

After the Sangzhuzi Sword was destroyed, he was forced to hide it at the bottom of the excavator. A common zombie could force him to constantly surpass his will. If he was in such a life-threatening environment——

……

Zhang Shu found Lei Xiang: "How is your marksmanship?"

Lei Xiang was embarrassed: "No, I haven't touched it a few times..."

Zhang Shu handed over a gun: "Start practicing today."

Lei Xiang was so excited: "Yes! Boss! What do you want me to fight!?"

Zhang Shu said: "Mutated zombies."

Lei Xiang~(≧▽≦)/~what...

Zhang Shu took the tortoise shell made by Yunjiu, and when the magic circle was activated, the tortoise shell shrank into a small one, which was about the size of a fingernail and could be worn anywhere.

As long as he doesn't step out of the range of the six scattered banners, no matter how much he uses his spiritual power, the monsters outside the circle will not be able to find him.

In addition to the tortoise shell, there is also Lei Xiang, who walks very stiffly, and a small truck with a cage made of super strong steel temporarily installed in the pocket.

Zhang Shu is going to capture a mutant zombie alive.

Zeng Mao asked Zhang Shu to bring a team of bodyguards, so he reluctantly agreed, which made Zhang Shu, the boss, very depressed. Who is the boss...

Catching mutated zombies is not something you can do just by going out, you have to know where the mutated zombies are first.

For this reason, Zhang Shu went to the exchange point.

When it comes to the exchange point, let me interject: Yunjiu’s method is different from Jiayong’s. Jiayong has to sit there and suck the aura of each “hunter” into his own body. He has to sit for a long time, just like going to work. If you arrive late and leave early, you will be paid less.

Yunjiu played the magic circle very well, and carved a magic circle on the floor of the room at the exchange point, and placed a Naling ring blackmailed from Qixuan in the middle. There was no need for Zhang Shu to do the work himself, and the people who entered the room were ignorant Unknowingly, the aura was sucked out by the magic circle and sent into the Naling Ring. Zhang Shu only needed to go there every few days to "take" the aura from the ring.

In this world, there are quite a lot of tough people, and there is actually a long queue at the exchange point. Lei Xiang drove the car directly to the backyard and asked Zhang Shu to enter through the back door, or he would have to find soldiers to drive people away before he could get in.

Zhang Shu first went to the secret room separated by a wall to get the spiritual energy, and then walked to the aisle to call the soldiers on duty for questioning.

Among the more than 7 people who came to City A, more than 6 participated in production and construction, and more than 3000 people registered to enter and leave the town with guns and cars. These 3000 people are basically strong young men, and there are a few Girl, in order to find zombies, hunters sometimes travel hundreds of kilometers away. They know best where there are many zombies and where there are mutated zombies, and the soldiers at the exchange point who come into contact with them every day become the most informed people.

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