poor house

Before Xie Yuhua became a demon, she passed under that tree.

Scratching her head irritably, the moment Wu Xie withdrew her hand, she found that her palm was full of fallen hair.The roots are intertwined in a mess, like an unpredictable omen.

——Quick, help me...

The red palace lantern tirelessly emits a faint light, even though it is already dawn, it has no intention of going out.Wang Meng came out of the kitchen with breakfast, glanced at the lights in the yard, shrugged and put the dinner plate away.

"Brother, come down for breakfast?" Wang Meng stood at the stairs and shouted loudly, always remembering Wu Xie's instructions before leaving. Usually, it was almost time to come down at this time.But last night Zhang Qiling locked himself upstairs after he finished talking about his dream of death, and didn't even eat dinner.But yesterday, it was Xie Yuhua who called, so I tried to make a small report to the boss but failed.

"Brother?" He called out again, but there was still no movement upstairs.Wang Meng ran up to the second floor in three steps and two steps, and directly pushed open the door of Zhang Qiling's bedroom.Seeing the person still lying on the bed, Wang Meng heaved a sigh of relief, and closed the door a little bit back, then pretended that he hadn't broken in just now and asked in a low voice, "Brother, are you awake? It's breakfast."

The person on the bed remained silent, not even moving.

Could it be that Zhang Qiling was also bedridden by the boss' infection?Wang Meng was a little hesitant whether to leave like this or go forward to have a look. He leaned over and took a far look at Zhang Qiling on the bed with his eyes closed, only to find that his already pale face had become even paler.

"Brother?" Boldly walking to the side of Zhang Qiling, Wang Meng reached out and pushed the motionless person on the bed, "Time to get up?"

"Huh?" Finally opened his eyes in a daze, Zhang Qiling didn't know why he felt so uncomfortable all of a sudden.It felt like something was wrong with something in my body that I had never felt before.

"Brother, are you sick?" Wang Meng felt the heat coming from Zhang Qiling's body through the quilt. Wang Meng, who couldn't control so much, reached out to touch Zhang Qiling's forehead, but was immediately retracted by the scorching temperature. hands. "Brother, you have a fever! Lie down and I'll get you medicine."

"Fever?" The pain in his throat made it difficult for Zhang Qiling to speak out. Seeing that Wang Meng had already run out of the bedroom, Zhang Qiling frowned and tried to sit up, but found that he had no strength in his body.

It's been a long time since I felt sick like this, and Zhang Qiling felt a little hard to accept and adapt to it for a while.But it was raining, how could it be burned like this.Normally, even the most resentful ghost couldn't hurt him at all, but now he couldn't even move because of the fever.Rubbing his head in a daze, Zhang Qiling sighed.It seems that compared with two years of ordinary people's life and thousands of years of immortality, there is still a lot to adapt to.

"Brother, eat some porridge first and then take the medicine." Also uncomfortable was Wang Meng, who put the rice and medicine on the bedside table. Looking at the weak Zhang Qiling in front of him, Wang Meng finally understood why the boss had been with him. Tucao brother actually sometimes looks like a girl.

Being supported by Wang Meng to sit on the bed, Zhang Qiling obediently took the porridge he handed over and swallowed it.

Sitting next to Zhang Qiling like this always felt a bit awkward, Wang Meng cleared his throat and asked, "Brother, where did you go yesterday afternoon?"

"I'm in the car." Said lightly, Zhang Qiling drank the porridge without lifting his head.

"In the car?" Before realizing Zhang Qiling's meaning for a while, Wang Meng was stunned, "You mean you went there with the boss?"

"En." Nodding and putting down the empty bowl, Zhang Qiling took the medicine and was about to take it.

"Hey, wait a minute," Wang Meng looked at the time, knowing that Zhang Qiling would definitely not be too lazy to wait for half an hour, "I will eat in 5 minutes, but why are you back, little brother? And when did you go there? Since Why did the boss let you come back after you went up?"

"Just to send him." Putting down the pill in his hand, Zhang Qiling remained expressionless.When Wu Xie left yesterday, Zhang Qiling was really worried, and the thoughts that rushed to his heart were really annoying, so he thought about sneaking into the car to see Wu Xie, but he didn't expect to get in the car. Find the opportunity to come down.And although Zhang Qiling didn't feel embarrassed at all, if Wu Xie knew that he ran into the car to see him off, he would definitely have to be awkward for a while.So he used the invisibility charm left by the black blind man to get on the car, but he didn't expect that Wu Xie didn't find himself sitting at the end after taking it off.

Although he could only look at the back of Wu Xie's head from a distance along the way, it was enough for Zhang Qiling to be sure that Wu Xie was safe and sound.

"No wonder you came back from the rain." The water was poured for Zhang Qiling, Wang Meng tried his best to hold back the expression of "I didn't expect my brother to be such an idiot", "Brother, take medicine, and sleep for a while after taking medicine."

"Yeah." After eating those few pills with his head up, Zhang Qiling felt unwilling, but now as an ordinary person, he could only honestly rely on taking medicine to recuperate.

"By the way, brother, let me give this to you when the boss leaves." Taking out the mobile phone that Wu Xie bought for Zhang Qiling before, Wang Meng once again tried to hold back the expression of 'the boss is awkward', "The numbers are already saved. Yes, just press 1 to be the boss."

"Well, I see." Taking the black mobile phone, Zhang Qiling nodded to show that he knew how to use it.No wonder Wu Xie always handed over his mobile phone to him two days ago, it turned out that he had already thought of the possibility of the current situation.

"QQ has also applied for you, and you can log in directly when you open it." After explaining everything that should be explained, Wang Meng picked up the empty bowl on the table, "Brother, I'm leaving, if you feel uncomfortable or something, just call Me, I'll take you to get an injection."

Finally couldn't help but glared at Wang Meng who was as verbose as his boss, Zhang Qiling lay down silently, and casually stuffed the phone under the pillow.

It's been a long time since Zhang Qiling leaned on the pillow and listened to the sound of rain outside the window, feeling that even his own breathing seemed to be breathing fire.Even in the past when Hanba could really breathe fire, Zhang Qiling didn't feel that the high temperature on his body was such a difficult thing.

When Xie Yuhua called last night, she was a little unconscious, otherwise she wouldn't have let Wu Xie hang up the phone without hearing Wu Xie's voice.Taking out the phone to light up the screen, Zhang Qiling really doesn't know how to use this little thing.

I don't know if Wu Xie got up now, he was still in bed at this time in the past.Looking at the number that jumped to 8, Zhang Qiling resisted the urge to press the next button, so let's wait.

Finally, he couldn't help but close his eyes that had become somewhat cloudy, but the dream from yesterday reappeared in Zhang Qiling's mind.In the thousands of years since he became a zombie, Zhang Qiling has never had a dream.Even during the two years that he became an ordinary person, Zhang Qiling never dreamed of anything.Zhang Qiling, who had already forgotten what it was like to dream, had a strong interest in Wu Xie when he first learned that it was a dream.

But why did the dream yesterday afternoon seem so familiar, as if it happened in real life?

Or in other words, that is what actually happened, but thousands of years have passed, so Zhang Qiling has no way to remember it anymore?

Although he once boasted that he could recall the entire Chinese history in Haikou, but for Zhang Qiling's own experience, he can only recall nearly a hundred years.The memory before meeting Heixiazi has faded with every evolution, even Zhang Qiling can't remember why he died and why he became a zombie.

But the dream yesterday, the dream where countless people died, the dream full of corpses and blood, the dream where the fire seemed to burn the sky, did it mean that he was recalling something from the past?

Sighing, he decided not to think about these things until Wu Xie came back.Zhang shook his head

Qi Ling picked up the phone again, but when he saw that the screen was turned on at the same time, he involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Caller: Wu Xie

"Bro?"

Wu Xie was taken aback by the instant connection. He looked at the phone screen unexpectedly to make sure that he did not press anything wrong. Wu Xie continued, "Brother, have you eaten yet?"

"Well, what about you." The faint voice was a little low for some reason.

"I've eaten too, little brother, are you okay? Why do you think your voice is a little hoarse?" Looking at Xie Yuhua with a disdainful expression not far away, Wu Xie covered the phone and walked out of the corridor. .

"It's okay." After clearing his throat, Zhang Qiling said two words and then fell silent.

"Brother, I haven't arrived at my destination yet. Something happened yesterday, and I'm in the village halfway now." Looking back at Xie Yuhua who was asking when the car will be available, Wu Xie continued, "Here The environment is pretty good, so you don't have to worry."

"Ah."

Listening to the succinct and concise words over there, Wu Xie suddenly didn't know what to say.Sure enough, it is still necessary to communicate face-to-face with Zhang Qiling, who is so boring, and he will really suffocate him to death on the phone.

So neither side spoke anymore, Wu Xie just quietly listened to the sound of breathing from the other end, it was very slight, but it felt as if he was always by his side.

"Yes, how about you."

The sudden voice made Wu Xie stunned, what about me? "Brother, what are you talking about?" I put the phone to my ear, and the slight noise seemed to remind Wu Xie that the signal is not good now. "I didn't hear clearly just now."

"It's okay." The faint voice came again, Zhang