Chapter 47

In this desolate night, the bonfire is burning on the chest. The whole body is warm. With this warmth, Zhang Xiaoqiang leans on Yang Ke'er and thinks about whether he can sleep for a while.

Yang Ke'er has been sleeping with Zhang Xiaoqiang on the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang can hear Yang Ke'er's steady and long breath, and a trace of warm air spray on his neck, a very comfortable and comfortable feeling.

As the sky began to fade, and the night was about to pass, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that his body was not right, "very wrong.".

The meridians and acupoints of the whole body seem to be acupunctured by countless needles, and there is no place in the whole body that is not sore, numb and distending pain. And then it's like millions of ants crawling onto their bodies, into their skin, into their flesh, into their bones, all the way to their bone marrow.

Itch ~ itch everywhere! From the top of the head to the bottom of the foot, from the skin to the bone marrow, there is no place that is not itchy.

The feeling of ten thousand ants entangled is just like this. With the irritating itching, there seems to be an electric current swimming around between the bones. With bursts of hemp, as if holding a circle of copper wire around the discharge.

Compared with the pain of red and naked, this kind of unspeakable pain is more tormenting. Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to shout out to vent this kind of tormenting strange feeling. Can't shout out, there is no place on the body can control, even blink eyelid son feel difficult.

Yang Ke'er is awakened by Zhang Xiaoqiang in his arms. Zhang Xiaoqiang shakes involuntarily, just like a pendulum.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ke'er is sleepy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is speechless, but he knows that it's his weird ability to heal quickly. In the past, he was slightly injured, so he didn't feel strong. Sleep will recover as before, but the appetite will become very big.

"What's the matter with you? Wu Wu ~ ~ ~ "Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't speak. Yang Ke'er was very worried and cried out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and trembled, looking miserable. Yang Ke'er hugs him tightly in his arms and puts his little face on his forehead to feel his temperature.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not aware of the outside world. He just endures the feeling of pain, itching, numbness and distention. As time goes by, he begins to feel better, at least he can take a breath.

"Go" Zhang Xiaoqiang opens his eyes and spits out a word.

"What?" Yang Ke'er saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had a reaction and quickly put his ears together.

"Cooking... At least... For ten people..." Zhang Xiaoqiang said intermittently

“？？？？” Yang Ke'er really doesn't understand that Zhang Xiaoqiang has already done this and wants her to cook.

"Go quickly, don't worry about me," urged Zhang Xiaoqiang. His body has slowly recovered, and he doesn't have to work hard to speak.

"Oh," Yang Ke'er saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang began to recover, and his speech was organized. Let him lie on the ground, he began to work clumsily.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is lying quietly. The sky has already begun to shine. It's as clear as a cloud. It's like a pure and huge sapphire hanging on his head.

The pain and itching slowly receded, and the hunger in my stomach was like a burning flame! Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that his strength had recovered and he got up from the ground.

Yang Ke'er added a few sticks to the bonfire, which was burning vigorously. A simple stove made of triangle iron was used to cook a pot of rice. Yang Ke'er's face is full of soot, stirring with a spoon.

Zhang Xiaoqiang can't wait to get on the bus to find some cooked food to eat first.

"Comfortable!" Feeling his stomach and sighing, seven previously made Huaji, a large pot of half cooked and half paste rice were all eaten. Zhang Xiaoqiang is back to his old days.

"You didn't sleep much last night. Go to sleep first. I'll do something Zhang Xiaoqiang seldom takes the initiative to care about Yang Ke'er.

"Oh" Yang Ke'er also felt sleepy, climbed into the car and went to sleep with a quilt.

"It's time to calculate the general ledger!" Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered and walked to Xie Yuanshan.

Xie Yuanshan is lying on the ground like a dead dog. He doesn't move at all. Zhang Xiaoqiang stands on one side and looks at it quietly. The clothes on his limbs are red with blood, and his body is smelling of stench, which makes people want to vomit! Xie Yuanshan was already a little confused, and his mouth groaned in pain intermittently.

Tear the gauze on the hand, the wound has been completely closed, a dark brown scar shell left above.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dragged Xie Yuanshan's collar to the gate of the food factory with his right hand.

"Ah ~ ~" Xie Yuanshan was shocked and his mind began to freshen, and the howling sound also had some strength.

Open the door, there are a few broken leg zombies lying beside the door, which should be caused by the bloody smell of the night. Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the zombies.Dragging Xie Yuanshan around the zombie all the way to the open space beside the fence, he throws Xie Yuanshan to the open space, and Zhang Xiaoqiang stands waiting.

Xie Yuanshan doesn't care what Zhang Xiaoqiang does to him any more. He may want to die at most. I groan to relieve some pain.

When the sun comes out, it slowly climbs up, the golden sunlight slowly spreads around, and the light spot moves to this side at the speed visible to the naked eye.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang was bathed in the sun, the zombies with broken legs also came to him. Xie Yuanshan also saw the zombies and got excited. Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth, he wants to talk one by one.

"Give... Give me... Have fun... Kill me..." he gasped with great strength.

Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood by and watched, saying nothing and doing nothing.

The zombie was not a few meters away from him. He was scared and worried. His body squirmed backward like a giant maggot, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans came out of his forehead, and then fell like raindrops.

At last, he was caught up. A zombie climbed up to his leg. His two claws hugged his left leg and bit him across his trouser leg.

"Ah ~ ~" the last outburst before his death made his potential burst out. His scream was full of vitality and his pulse was long.

A zombie hugged his head and bit him in the ear. The zombie moved gently. The ear was torn off by the Zombie's teeth.

Zhang Xiaoqiang squats on the ground and vomits wildly. What he eats in the morning has been digested by his black hole stomach. Now I can only spit bitterness.

There, Xie Yuanshan is not dead yet, and the screams come from time to time. Hearing his screams, Zhang Xiaoqiang seems to think of the scene of the zombie eating him again, squatting on the ground and starting to vomit again.

Xie Yuanshan was silent at last, and Zhang Xiaoqiang had a good rest before he slowed down. This time, I feed Xie Yuanshan to the zombie. I don't know whether to torture him or myself. Anyway, I can't watch that scene. I admire Yang Ke'er. She didn't vomit when she saw her boyfriend was eaten.

"Did you see the world through horror movies? A little scene? " Zhang Xiaoqiang was puzzled.

After getting rid of the broken leg zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang goes back to the tricycle. Yang Ke'er is sleeping in a quilt with a smile on his face. He wants to have a good dream