Pick up a zombie and raise it together

Cheng looked at his peaceful sleeping face depressedly, and really wanted to go up and poke him hard twice.

It was only yesterday that he decided not to get involved in the matter of the ghost jade, but now he realizes that it is no longer up to him to decide whether to get involved or not.

His life seemed to start the moment he fell into a robbery hole, and he stepped into a completely different path from the past. There was no way out, and he could only walk forward step by step.

Although he was full of unknown fears about this road, seeing the person beside him sleeping calmly and peacefully, his heart gradually calmed down.

It's probably not a bad thing to experience something completely different from the past.

It's just that I hope I don't really confess my life.

Zhang Cheng sighed resignedly, followed the example of the two people around him, closed his eyes and fell asleep.It's just that there is no skinny egg rubbing against his face, something always seems to be wrong.

Although Liu Jian was a little surprised by the news of his move, she still accepted it calmly.

Zhang Cheng still remembered the fact that he discovered that Xiao Shi could fly, and he was always worried, not knowing how to bring it up to him.

After all the luggage was loaded into the rented car, and Xiao Shi and Bai Wuyang were also sitting in the car, Zhang Cheng stopped holding Pi Xiaodan, and looked at him hesitantly: "Liu Jian..."

Liu Jian smiled and scratched her head: "Well, I won't say it, it's about Xiao Shi's ability to fly."

Zhang Cheng didn't expect that he would take the initiative to mention it, and he didn't know how to say it, so he could only thank: "Thank you..."

"Thank you, we've been living together for several years. But, what's going on with Xiaoshi?" Liu Jian asked curiously.

Zhang Cheng didn't know whether to tell him the truth, so he could only answer with some reservations: "I don't know what to say... In short, he is not an ordinary person, thank you for keeping it secret."

"It's really nothing." Liu Jian shook her head, "Li Xiao used to tell me every day that their family was a ghost hunter, but I never believed it. So it really happened...Yesterday, what you met was a ghost, right?"

Although Liu Jian was asking, her tone was full of determination.

Zhang Cheng asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

Liu Jian pointed at the purple-black blood on his hand: "Why don't you sprain your feet and get a handprint on your wrist?"

Zhang Cheng subconsciously hid his hands behind his back, but then realized that his actions were unnecessary, so he could only put his hands on Pi Xiaodan again with a wry smile: "You said that Li Xiao's family is a ghost hunter?"

"She said that, but I didn't take it seriously... Now that I think about it, she might be telling the truth, right?" Li Xiao is Liu Jian's girlfriend who has been in love for several years and talks about marriage, and is also their school teacher. .

"Her appearance has nothing to do with a sorcerer." Zhang Cheng joked, Li Xiaoren is beautiful, tall and tall, and I heard that she has also practiced fighting, so she really doesn't have any similarities with that fantasy profession.

"Probably her family... her? I can't imagine Li Xiao talking about it." Liu Jian laughed, "Let's go, I'll help you down."

The injury on Zhang Cheng's foot has gone through the night, and it seems that there is no sign of recovery.

"Okay." Just as Zhang Cheng was about to pass his hand over, Bai Wuyang's figure appeared at the door of the apartment again.

"It seems that I won't be needed anymore." Liu Jian smiled lightly and gave up the seat beside her.

Bai Wuyang came over without saying a word, just like last night, half-embracing Zhang Cheng.

"Okay, then I'll see you in the office next time." Zhang Cheng said goodbye to Liu Jian, and the two walked downstairs slowly, carrying each other together.

Sitting in the rented car and looking at the apartment building where he lived for more than two years from the window, Zhang Cheng couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

On the next road, no matter where it leads, he seems to be going down with the big and small around him.

Sometimes life is really strange. It is obvious that three people who have only met for a few days are tightly locked together by the chains of fate, and they are much more closely connected than those who have known each other for years.

He didn't even know whether Bai Wuyang could get back that piece of ghost jade, so he had no choice but to embark on the road of walking with him.

Zhang Cheng looked at the young face with his eyes closed and pretending to be asleep beside him, and suddenly felt a sense of bleak future.

The author has something to say: Happy Ghost Festival everyone!

As soon as I write this article, I seem to feel a lot closer to the Ghost Festival. What kind of psychological ORZ am I...

It is said that there are Buddhist things in the temple that my mother often goes to today, so I watched my nephew for a day, and I took the time to write a chapter

Also, I got to know a certain Apiao today, which made me float around all day long!

With full confidence, I will work hard to update!

But ORZ will definitely not be updated tomorrow...

17. The Difficulty of a Small World ([-])

17. The Difficulty of a Small World ([-])...

When I came to see Xiao Shi off the day before yesterday, I just had a quick glance, and when I really wanted to move in, Zhang Cheng realized that Bai Wuyang's seemingly brilliant big house had only been decorated with the most basic decoration, and there was no extra decoration at all. .

The most important thing is that apart from the master bedroom, the other two rooms are simply furnished with a bed. The bed is empty and empty, with a miserable appearance of not being able to sleep.

So Comrade Zhang Cheng, who was in the injured state, watched helplessly as the expressionless Bai Wuyang took the quilts out of the box for him one by one, and spread them on the bed one by one. The feeling in his heart was really delicate.

Although a cowardly cat kept meowing and protesting pitifully, Zhang Cheng still put Yan Lingshi in the same room as himself when he thought of the terrible experience last night.

Although this little guy is just a child, something is better than nothing.

Besides, he couldn't go to the master bedroom to sleep with Bai Wuyang so unceremoniously.

However, out of the spirit of humanitarianism, Comrade Zhang Cheng deliberately placed Yan Lingshi's crib farther away from him.

After packing up the things, they ordered a takeaway and had a big meal. The three (?) and one cat really started living together.

Lying on the bed at night, Zhang Cheng still felt like falling into a dream.

Why did he somehow live in the house of a person he had just met for a few days?If dad knew about this, he would probably be scolded for not being prudent again.

Probably because the fear caused by the events of the previous night was too deep, Zhang Cheng didn't fall asleep in a daze until very late, and got up late the next day as a matter of course.

Now it is no different than when I lived in school, even if I wake up later and shorten the time for washing, I can get to class in 10 minutes, and it takes 10 minutes to go from Bai Wuyang's house to school by bus.

With bruised hands and feet, Zhang Cheng dangled on the bus for a long time before limping to the office building.

When he walked into the class, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the grade teacher staring at him with hanging eyes again, and Zhang Cheng felt his scalp tingle again.

The teacher was late for more than ten minutes, and he was the most tempered teacher Zhang. The students in the class were already in a mess. They were chatting happily together in twos and threes. Seeing Zhang Cheng limping up to the podium, he immediately looked away. They all gathered together.

"Brother Cheng, why did you do something bad? You've lost your feet." Jiang Yibin, who was sitting in the corner of the last row, said loudly with a smirk.

Hearing his words, the others burst into laughter.

Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes helplessly: "Why do I have to do bad things when something happens to me? Can't I fall when I was doing good things like Lei Feng? Besides, you can't care about the injured. White-eyed wolf!"

"As Chairman Mao promised, seeing you hurt, the students are very heartbroken!" Another tall boy in the back row said with a serious expression.

Seeing that boy still had a serious face, but the students in the class couldn't help laughing for a while, this time even Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing: "Your heart hurts me too lightly."

"Teacher, you know him too well!" Jiang Yibin nodded in agreement.

Zhang Cheng picked up a piece of chalk on the podium and threw it over: "Can you stop talking? Stand up!"

But he is used to kindness, of course he can't scare anyone, the students below are still chattering nonsense, Jiang Yibin stands up lazily: "Brother Cheng, if you want to sit on the stool, just say it, buddy won't let you .”

After finishing speaking, he lazily carried his stool to the podium again, placed it under Zhang Cheng's buttocks, and took advantage of his height to stroke Zhang Cheng's hair: "Mr. Zhang, be good, take care of your wounds, We're all going to feel bad."

"..." Hearing the immediate laughter from below, Zhang Cheng once again wanted to cry without tears.

Isn't he a little too grumpy among these bastards?

No words can express Zhang Cheng's mood at this moment, so he raised his foot and kicked towards Jiang Yibin.

Of course, Zhang Cheng didn't intend to really kick, but who knows, just this empty kick caused another throbbing pain in his ankle, and he couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Jiang Yibin turned around and made a grimace at him: "Brother Cheng, just keep quiet!"

After finishing speaking, he ran back to his seat and sat down on the table.

"Cough cough..." Suddenly there were two light coughs from the window, and the clamor in the class disappeared instantly. The children below sat up straighter one by one, and even Jiang Yibin moved his butt away from the table.

Zhang Cheng raised his eyes and looked at the window, only to see the annoying figure of the grade director standing there.

The culprit who caused me to see the hell last night was a few meters away from me, Zhang Cheng really had the urge to slap the black shadow of his palm on his chest.

"Ahem, okay, let's start class next. Today we are going to talk about "Five Modern Poems." Zhang Cheng also cleared his throat, and opened the textbooks and lesson plans on the podium.