Doomsday tour

Dumb, who had indigestion after eating too much weird food, held his stomach and frowned, his face turned pale.Zuo Qingyan pulled him to examine Rong Zijie.

Rong Zijie took a strange instrument to measure on his forehead: "The body temperature is low, the heart rate is extremely low, and it is irregular, and the brain activity is abnormal. Prepare for the funeral, as a human being, he is not far from death soon."

Dumb bit his wrist, and after Rong Zijie forcefully broke it away, he grinned and stuck out his tongue, the wounded Rong Zijie frowned and stuffed it back to Zuo Qingyan.

"Will it be poisoned?" Xianhe leaned over to look at his hand.

"If I was poisoned, I would have died." Rong Zijie, who had been bitten repeatedly, was already very calm, and skillfully applied medicine and bandaged himself.

Zuo Qingyan pulled Duan to apologize to Rong Zijie: "Quick, say sorry, don't make an example."

Duan tilted his head and blinked his big black eyes and looked straight at Rong Zijie: "Gah, blah, blah, gurgling."

Rong Zijie's brows were faintly twitching, but looking at Dumb's innocent face, he couldn't find a reason to accuse a plant of apologizing in plant language, so he had to give up.

"You have a long way to go to teach it to speak." Tu Fei concluded, "As far as I know, a goblin can speak as soon as it takes shape, but dumb..."

"It requires a tongue and throat surgery, but I have no systematic research on professional surgery, I suggest... Well, the earth lacks medical personnel." Rong Zijie looked at Dumb for a long time, and added quietly: "Of course I personally recommend that it can replace all the teeth with gummies, it's good for me."

Xianhe laughed, his eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"I think it just has a bad stomach." Xianhe said.

Dumb nodded sharply, pointing to his stomach and groaning to express his discomfort.Xianhe scooped up a spoonful of dried bamboo shoots and old duck soup and handed it to Ah-Dai. Ah-Dai sucked up the soup with his mouth wide open, still biting the spoon. "Its teeth really should be replaced with fudge."

Zuo Qingyan pinched Ah-Dai's chin and forced it to open its mouth to spit out the spoon, Xianhe glanced at him resentfully, and went to wash the spoon.

"It has indigestion and needs to be rewarded with delicious food." Zuo Qingyan patted Ah-Dai's head and said to the crane.

"Understood." Xianhe replied angrily, found some Flammulina velutipes from the wood life world and put them into the pot.

Suddenly hearing a click, Tu Fei stared blankly at the game button that popped up: "It's broken."

Xianhe laughed gloatingly: "It's finally broken hahaha, I've been wondering why it's not broken! I'm tormented by you every day."

Tu Fei glanced at him, carefully put away the broken PSP, then took out his sword and began to wipe it in a daze.

"The game Mushroom House has returned to the Mushroom House." Zuo Qingyan said cheerfully.

"Finally you don't have to be tormented by the music of Super Mario." Xianhe let out a sigh of relief, he has been tortured half-crazily by the piece of music that has been repeated thousands of times.

Rong Zijie thought about it, and decided that it is better not to tell Tu Fei that he can help him repair it, for everyone's happiness...

"Why doesn't it go back?" Rong Zijie looked at the dumb in Zuo Qingyan's arms, feeling a little annoying for no reason.

"Dai is waiting for food." Zuo Qingyan sniffed and said, "Ming, your cooking is getting better and better, it smells so good."

"Hmph, no matter how flattering you are, I won't give you an extra share. I still have a share for Dumb today." Xianhe snorted, but threw a little more material into it.

"Are there any salted eggs?" Tu Fei asked suddenly.

"You like this too?" Zuo Qingyan asked in surprise, as if he was delighted to meet someone like him.

"Just ask."

Xian He waved his hand and said loudly: "I'll pickle it, wait, I'll serve you meals in two days, it's my responsibility to make each of you full!"

"It's really a responsible logistics." Rong Zijie said.

"of course!"

Dumb snatched most of the dried bamboo shoots and duck soup by himself, and finally rolled on the ground contentedly covering his stomach. After rolling a few times, he returned to his original shape—a green ball-shaped vine with bright red buds closed, and was also covered by Vines covered it.

The four of them looked at the half soup left, Zuo Qingyan pointed to the pot and said, "Mine."

Xianhe snorted: "Tu Fei also has a share."

Rong Zijie glanced at Zuo Qingyan: "Give him my share."

Tu Fei: "...I don't have to eat it, I'll give it to Ah Ming."

Xianhe coughed dryly: "This fully shows that Tu Fei and I value each other. You are still in a situation of unrequited love and indifference. Come on."

Rong Zijie was slightly embarrassed, but seeing that Zuo Qingyan had thrown himself into the food grabbing activity and turned a deaf ear to all the outside world, he felt that his worries were really unnecessary.

Xianhe patted Rong Zijie's shoulder: "Come on. Tu Fei and I went outside for a walk." Then he stood up with Tu Fei and went for a stroll nearby.

Zuo Qingyan, who picked up the pot and was about to drink it down, frowned, and then spat out the bone.

Rong Zijie leaned against the car door and looked at the distant scenery from afar.There is only a small amount of snow in this area, and the deciduous trees have already lost their leaves, and the dry and towering branches are densely pointing to the sky, as if they are praying.The depression scenes all over the mountains and plains make people feel desolate and desolate, as if the world has already fallen into an irreversible collapse. The once prosperous and lively has been destroyed by sudden disasters. The beauty of the castle in the air is built on such a fragile foundation.

Can human beings return to their own cities?The city that I once built with my own hands and was proud of has become the grave of mankind, a world full of demons that cannot go back.

Something with an attractive fragrance came in front of him, Rong Zijie looked at the spoon by his mouth, and moved his gaze to Zuo Qingyan who was in front of him.

"I saved some for you." Zuo Qingyan smiled, "Leave Tu Fei and the others alone, don't think I don't know, Xianhe must have given him a small treat. Let's divide the rest among ourselves. "

Dried bamboo shoots and old duck soup exuded a tempting taste, and the delicious memories in his memory quickly aroused his appetite. Rong Zijie took the spoon and drank the cooled soup in one gulp.

It was as delicious as I remembered.

Zuo Qingyan picked and picked a piece of duck meat with more bones and less meat and stuffed it into Rong Zijie's mouth, and then picked a piece of duck meat with more meat and less bone for himself.Rong Zijie looked at his little movements clearly, a little dumbfounded, but he didn't expose his little thoughtfulness.

"Xianhe is cooking pork ribs and radish soup." Zuo Qingyan said to Rong Zijie with a sniff.

"Really, I can't smell it." Rong Zijie said.

Dumb climbed and folded Zuo Qingyan's feet and climbed up on his head little by little. It probably felt a little cold, and curled up on the vines to continue hibernating.

"Baidi Town is not far away, we should be there tomorrow." Rong Zijie showed the map to Zuo Qingyan.

"These circles are so strange." Zuo Qingyan took the map and looked left and right, but still didn't understand.

"...You took it down."

Zuo Qingyan turned around and continued to look: "I think... they are all the same..."