Zombie Cultivation Rules

You have to endure the pain in your mouth. Men bleed but don’t shed tears. Parents care more about younger brothers and sisters. He also goes up to take care of them. The neighbors praise him as a good brother. On the bed, I dream of being able to sleep in the same bed with my parents, and I feel that my previous self is so ridiculous...

But the handsome guy disappeared, he didn't protect the handsome guy, he lost the handsome guy who was always following behind his buttocks and shouting "brother" and "big brother" in a milky voice, he was held by his parents since he was a child The little brother in his palm was lost by him.

The tears flowed more and more, the tears and snot smeared together, and the brook not far away was gurgling, matching the rhythm of his low growl in his throat.When Feng Dasheng cried until the back of his mind started to think wildly again, and then he started to notice this matter for some reason, he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

The embarrassment subconsciously washed away a little bit of self-blame, and after crying for so long, the emotions blocked in my heart were released a lot.Instead, Feng Dasheng came to his senses quickly, tidied up, regained his courage and walked to the place in the dream that made him lose weight even in his heart.

Taking a deep breath, his hands were still trembling a little, the pictures under his hands were as loose as in the dream, and the smell of the mud blowing towards his face was also as illusory as in the dream.

a hole...

two holes...

three holes...

As in a dream, the more he dug, the more he felt chilly, his whole body lacked strength, but his hands continued to move.Unknowingly, the blood soaked out of the bandage again, and then gradually gathered more and more outside the bandage, congealing into a meandering stream, just like the one next to it, gurgling into the loose ground.

I don't know how long he stayed there, but there was a faint pain in his left arm, Feng Dasheng snorted twice, and finally crawled out of the space slumped.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out of the space, he was embraced by warmth. Those old hands hadn't touched the back of his neck and hair for a long time, and he hadn't felt that kind of warmth again for a long time.

Father Feng hugged Feng Dasheng tightly, trembling all over. Feng Dasheng was already taller than himself as a father when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he has always been so sensible and obedient that he always let them The parents forget the existence of this son, like air.

Their eldest son has never needed their worries. His grades are not top-notch, but they are above average. He followed the rules and passed the high school and university entrance exams. Then, for the sake of taking care of him nearby and saving the family's expenses, he studied locally and had free time. Sometimes I go out to work part-time, and the money from the part-time job is used for living expenses, and if there is more, I give pocket money to my younger siblings.Then I still graduated and worked according to the rules, and I was always so silent.Then one day he came back suddenly, and pitifully told himself and his wife that he had been laid off, but his wife was still not worried, and didn't care too much except for a few casual chatter.He is also old, always talking about his children and grandchildren, and living his old age with peace of mind, he didn't pay too much attention to this son.

But it was this uncaring son who rescued the youngest son from the zombies, used his space to survive for the whole family, and then dealt with zombies, often making him come back with the black smell of rotting flesh from zombies. One of them noticed his situation, and said with a shallow smile that it was all right. After the family couldn't believe it and asked the second time, he raised his voice and shouted, "It's really all right!" shy.

Since the catastrophe happened, the youngest son has cried secretly, and the youngest daughter often sobs softly with her mother, and he sighs beside her.But it is still this son, who seems to have never worried about it, and will always act as a comforter. When the younger brother cried, he sat on the side and patted his shoulders and shouted boldly, "There is a brother in everything." Sending a towel, whispering repeated words of comfort in a low voice.Facing his father, he secretly took out two soft cigarettes that he picked up from nowhere in his pocket, handed them over, and said, "Dad, take two puffs."

There was a saying by the old man in the past, and it was really good - a baby that can cry has milk to eat.

This son is too sensible, so sensible that he doesn't need their parents to worry about him, his brothers don't need to worry about him, he doesn't say a word, he doesn't play tricks.So it was only natural that they put all their energy on the taciturn but not honest little son and the little daughter who was chased and coveted, so naturally.

Just hugging like this, it seems like a century has passed - how long has it been since he hugged his son like this?

He doesn't know, he really doesn't know...

Suddenly remembering what his wife said in a threatening tone in his ear before leaving, Feng's father's eye circles turned red again, and his chest hurt like being pricked by a needle.

Sensing Feng's father's trembling, Feng Dasheng's initial daze was quickly washed away.He hugged Feng's father with his backhand, until the little girl next to him suddenly screamed, "Brother, why is there so much blood on your hand!" Then he let go and was sent back to the bed.

Xu Shi hadn't expressed his emotions like this for a long time, Feng's father didn't say much, just sat on a small stool at the end of the bed, staring blankly at the younger sister applying medicine and changing bandages to Feng Dasheng.

Of course, Feng Dasheng, who had come to his senses, was quite clear-headed, so he opened his mouth and asked a question, "Where did you get the bandages and wound medicine?" The breath of the sun, so Feng Dasheng naturally thought of it, "You found this for me from outside!"

Cheng Ye was startled, and finally took a look at Feng's father, and nodded.

"Thank you, brother!" Feng Dasheng gave a brotherly thank you in a very heroic way - no thanks for your kindness, it's so boring to chirp!

Such warm moments passed quickly, and Feng Dasheng's ability to heal wounds left Cheng Ye speechless.The wound had burst open again and was bleeding profusely before, but I didn't expect to be able to get out of bed and move around in such a short afternoon of re-bandaging.

But ever since he became a high-level zombie because of Feng Dasheng's big pot of water and a small cabbage, this kind of thing is not unusual, so it's just a small click of the tongue.

Feng Dasheng, who was able to get out of bed and walk around, naturally couldn't be idle, so he followed Cheng Ye out to the balcony.

This place is no longer the low-lying small flat buildings outside the suburbs before. The place where he is now is actually a commercial area. The houses opposite him are at least [-] stories high. layer.

Seeing Feng Dasheng jumping up and down like this, Cheng Ye also had a headache, so he found an excuse to twist Feng Dasheng in, but he bumped into another person's head head-on, and accidentally pulled the wound on his left arm, Feng Dasheng convulsed There was a "hiss" in anger, and then he hummed a few words in pain.And that person kept apologizing after seeing clearly that it was Feng Dasheng except for making an "ah" sound when they collided.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." The man apologized very sincerely.

Feng Dasheng naturally didn't like to lose his temper, besides, he didn't intend to lose his temper - who made him not look into it.

Looking at the back of that person leaving, Feng Dasheng was about to ask where this person came from - it was really surprising to see a new real living person!But a hoarse roar suddenly erupted in the room. The person who screamed seemed to have reached a critical point and could no longer scream, but he was still roaring one after another, so that everyone could feel that the person's throat was tearing blood .

Feng Dasheng was startled first, then stunned, paused for a moment, then suddenly woke up, and ran away!

The author has something to say: someone has to guess who is shouting baa>皮

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Don't think about Gao Jiji, they are making villains in the dark corners~~~~>皮

PS: Thank you Penguin for mine, I will work hard! >Dish<[Beat!Can you say anything else besides this sentence! !

31. Support

That kind of roar was no stranger to Feng Dasheng. When their family was still in City A and Gao Jiji hadn't caught them, they could hear this kind of roar almost every day. There was no pain or feeling. Those zombies There were unconscious roars one after another, like a dying beast making its final neighing.

It's just that the screaming voice is too familiar, even if it is already hoarse, the voice has been with me for more than 20 years, and I can't erase the familiarity.

"Mom!" Feng Dasheng ran out following the sound, only to see Feng's father and younger sister blocking the door of a room, both of them were covered in sweat, and the younger sister seemed to have crawled out of a wet puddle. The broken hair on the forehead was tightly attached to the forehead, and was washed by sweat to form row after row of gullies.Seeing him coming, the little girl unconsciously pushed Feng's father beside him, who had fallen to rest on the ground, and Feng's father was taken aback for a moment, then his gaze slowly turned to Feng Dasheng's face, with a wry smile on his lips, his voice It was also hoarse, "Why are you getting up? If you don't take a good rest, what should you do if the wound becomes serious again?"

Feng Dasheng then took two steps forward, only to feel that the bones all over his body were making "clicking clicks" non-stop.

"Where's Mom?" Didn't you say you were too tired to rest?

Father Feng smiled wryly again, turned his head and pouted angrily at the back room, "It's resting inside, let's not disturb her."

The little girl wanted to step forward to pull him away, but Feng Dasheng broke free suddenly, "What's going on?"

Feng's father and little sister didn't speak, and the voice in the room started to growl again, accompanied by a violent banging on the door. Feng's father and little sister immediately went back to block the door, but the two of them were still bumped. British.

Feng Dasheng stumbled