Bi Shi didn't have much information, she just didn't feel relieved that I was "loaming outside" alone. A large group of tribes gathered around her, and everyone was in a great position to join in.

My thoughts are exactly the opposite of her. They have great goals in their group and are easily stolen when they encounter strong enemies.

Besides, I am not alone. Bai Yun lives very close to me, he is a neighbor, and he is a 'partner'.

Bi Shi didn't know what he was doing, so he hurriedly stopped the conversation after saying a few words. I sent a message to Bai Yun, telling her to be careful in the future, and there was a serial killer in the clan.

I spent a week organizing the accumulated work. On the weekend, I decided to go and see Tang. She now has her own mobile phone and can chat with me at any time. On the weekend, she asked me to go out shopping because Miss Tang had to deal with the backlog of business that had left these days and had to work overtime on weekends and had no time to accompany her out for a walk.

Tang Chang was already eleven or two years old, and she couldn't go to school normally. Mr. Tang and Ms. Tang had work to do. She usually stayed alone at home and was with the "nanny" sent by our unit.

Miss Tang bought a few sets of clothes for her online, but the little girl said she wanted to come out to play, so she asked me to go with her. Miss Tang was worried when she came out with someone else. Only with me with Miss Tang could she work with her at ease.

There are so many places to visit in modern and prosperous cities, including high-end shopping malls, street shops, scenic spots, video game centers...

After having sex for a day, after dinner at night, she sat by the artificial lake to watch the night view. Tang Chang suddenly recited a poem: It is like morning dew, and the days of the past are more painful.

I taught her to surf the Internet, but I didn't know what she was reading every day. I found it interesting to listen to her chanting poetry, so I asked, "Do you know the meaning of this poem?"

Tang Chang smiled faintly: "I know, isn't it just to describe me?"

After hearing what she said, I couldn't laugh anymore. Tang's normal growth rate was dozens of times that of ordinary people. If she continued to develop like this, her life would soon reach its end.

Although the people of the ancient city have a connection with our tribe, Mr. Tang said that the information they found in the museum had no content about immortality or immortality.

The lifespan of the ancient city people is similar to that of humans. They may have to be slightly longer, but not too much.

I pinched Tang's normal face. Her baby fat was gone. Her face was sharp and her turn was extremely high. When I went shopping, passers-by looked at her.

"What nonsense? You inherited my mother's power and didn't live that short." I don't know when I learned to comfort people, maybe I am becoming more and more like humans.

"Don't comfort me, just say something practical. If I go there, that thing will be left for you." Tang's normal tone did not look like a child at all, and he was completely different from her when she was having sex during the day.

"I'm still going there, how can I learn the words? I don't want your broken pill. I squat on the rooftops every day in the middle of the night, so you can keep it yourself."

"What kind of pill is broken! How many people want it? It's a big treasure. Without it, I can't wait for you to come."

If Tang Xian has no memories of her death, she still remembers some things, but there are only a limited number of things she can experience for a baby who died at birth.

She remembered a woman who looked similar to her, stuffed beads into her mouth and said something to her, similar to what mom said to you, saying that you made good luck.

She told me that she had only recently figured out many things, such as she was about to die at that time, but with this bead, her corpse did not mutate in the mud-sealed statue.

In human terms, it should have not become a zombie, but her body is decaying, and what lives is her memory or thoughts.

When she felt that she had changed from nothingness to "visible", she met Miss Tang. She summoned Miss Tang and knew that she could borrow Miss Tang to be born again.

This series of actions is purely instinctive, just like a baby will drink milk when he is born.

Of course, in addition to Miss Tang, there were others who had entered the underground area before, but they had no response to Tang's normal call.

Later, she felt that there was a very friendly and warm energy near her, so she took the initiative to approach this energy, and even absorbed energy to protect herself at a critical moment.

My mouth twitched, wasn't the energy she was talking about me?

Tang, who was born with a strong instinct and survived smoothly, had no hope for his future.

If her life passes quickly and cannot be stopped, what is the meaning of her spitting beads every night for the moon?

When I asked this, she was particularly helpless in spreading her hands, saying that this was what Zhuzi said, and she had no choice.

Zhuzi felt that his stomach was too stuffy and had to come out to let him go every night. This kind of nonsense sounded, but Tang Chang said it seriously.

"Just that, do you want to leave it to me? I don't want it." I curled my lips in disgust.

"It's good to sell it. Don't you dream of getting rich all day long?"

"It depends on what you sell. How much disaster can you cause for selling two buns? At most, the customers are not full, so they sell your beads. Hum... I'm afraid it will cause a huge disaster."

"Hey, you are too brave. You can't, you shouldn't. I heard from your colleagues that you are so awesome."

The colleagues that Tang Chang mentioned were the "nanny" sent by our leader to her house. Their job is to take care of and protect a group of people born special.

These people are not suitable for public knowledge, so the protection work also includes hiding their own special features for them.

Tang has been familiar with the other party these days, and maybe he mentioned me during the chat.

The work group is a large group, with all the people in the unit and the groups, and some things spread very quickly.

Huang Zaijiang and Wang Le are people who can't hold back their words. Except for what I told them not to say, they put them in the group on the day they returned to China, and of course they were all edited pieces, such as I bravely fought against the flying insects and hunted the dead.

The single pick is like a movie. People who listen to it know that they can't take it seriously, but they can't resist the wonderful creations of them. They are worthy of being the ones who make stories all year round.

After joining the group of both of them, they realize that they often write the supernatural experiences told by the group members into stories with beginning and end.

These stories are uploaded to the group file, and new members can download and read it. I thought they were just a few of them talking together, but I added the 16th group.

The first fifteen groups were all full, and because they claimed to be "real experience", they attracted a lot of people.

Anyway, they also portrayed me as the protagonist in the story. If someone in the work group wants to listen to the story, they will definitely @ them both.

Speaking of which, they made up stories, but the prototype is indeed a real story. I have indeed beaten big bugs and killed the living dead, but it is not as wonderful and tortuous as they said. My path to fighting monsters has always been boring.

I just thought about it, but I knew that the only one who is sober, destroyed the person who was hit. According to the record book, no matter how many people can't get out, he went out alone and had no face to face the parents, wives and children of other people, so they could just die here together.

The man was going to commit suicide after killing someone, leaving the supplies to those who came later.

These people didn't know where they died. When we came here, we didn't see the corpse. Of course, if their corpse was in the desert and could not be kept for a night, they would have to be dragged to Mixi by other creatures.

Mike put away the record book and asked everyone to organize their supplies, know how much food there is, and plan the next daily consumption.

The way out was still long, so we didn't dare to party with these foods, and we still had to plan to eat them.

Because the team members' physical strength is worse than the previous day every day, we have to spend at least a week in the desert.

Miss Tang has been very good at eating in the past two days. Because we didn’t have enough food, she sneaked out to hunt in the middle of the night and caught a lot of snakes and mice.

There are many animals in the desert, but Dr. Du is worried that we will be affected by eating these genetically mutated animals, so we have not allowed us to hunt.

Miss Tang transformed into a desert hunter at night and brought back a bunch of prey every night, which scared Mr. Tang several times.

Mr. Tang couldn't understand Miss Tang's various strange behaviors, so he could only guess in the direction of mental illness.

Chen Qinghan asked me to communicate with "Miss Tang" and let her restrain herself. If she didn't want to be locked up for treatment after going out, she would endure her appetite.

I talked to 'Ms. Tang' once and said that her behavior scared others, which was very unfavorable to her.

As a result, the next morning, "Miss Tang" threw all the prey he hunted to me and said that I was catching it.

I threw away the dead snake on my body, looked at the innocent "Miss Tang" and threw all the prey into the fire, burning it into a large charred ball.

"I have the right to deal with my prey." When "Miss Tang" cast a dissatisfied look, I pushed back with confidence.

"Miss Tang" turned around angrily and fought with me all day long. I ignored her and did whatever she should do.

At night, I deliberately squeezed to Dr. Du, and Chen Qinghan on the other side, and I was stuck between them and resting.

Miss Tang looked at it a few times, pouted and leaned down next to Mr. Tang. Mr. Tang prepared a strip of cloth, which was actually a strap of a backpack. We would throw away the straps that were empty. Mr. Tang cut off the straps and tied one end to his wrist and the other end to Miss Tang's wrist.

This intention is very obvious, because I am afraid that Miss Tang will run out to shoot the animal world again in the middle of the night.

Mr. Tang still thought things simple. Miss Tang's situation became more and more strange. She is now walking like a flying step and powerful. If she wants to go out, it would be easy to take Mr. Tang with her.

We had been hiding out at night before, but with the addition of Mr. Tang's Miss Tang, we turned back to the return day and rested at night.

Of course, the time to travel is only after dawn until the weather rises in the morning, and the sun is about to set in the afternoon, until it is completely dark.

These two time periods combined have several hours, and it is very difficult for Mr. Tang to walk.

When he came, he had planes and cars, so he didn't need to walk too many ways. Other people's physical energy was also quickly consumed, otherwise he could carry him in shifts.

At night, I guarded the post outside the cave. In the middle of the night, the desert was the most lively, but the people in the cave slept very well.

Miss Tang wanted to go out again, but this time she just ran a few meters outside the cave and retreated.

Mr. Tang was lifted out by her and then carried back again. He was held back and forth like a barbell. Mr. Tang did not wake up.

This must be the trick of the little thing in Miss Tang's belly. The old man lay out and then lie back, not knowing where he had moved.

"What?" I noticed something strange and asked casually.

"There is...shush..." Miss Tang didn't bother to speak. She used Wang Le's shovel to dig a hole on the ground, awakening everyone around her.

I got up in the middle of the night to dig the pit. Isn’t this a witch?

The others looked at each other. I stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at Chen Qinghan. He walked to Miss Tang and asked her why she was digging a hole.

Miss Tang said mysteriously: "They are here, hurry up and hide."

She was digging very quickly. When she finished digging, Mr. Tang next to her buried the sand.

He hid as soon as he said that, but when Miss Tang saw that the pit was almost dug, she curled up and lie in, then digged the sand from the side, trying to cover herself.

Chen Qinghan did not stop her, but just continued to chat with her and asked who was coming.

Miss Tang said she wanted to catch her, and no matter how many people there were, she couldn't tell her. Chen Qinghan said that this was not a solution. The sand was so soft that the people chasing you would definitely dig you out.

Miss Tang shook her head and said no, sand can cover the person's eyes. If it is hidden in the sand, the person will not be able to find her.

Her words sounded like nonsense to Mr. Tang, but we understood that because we reached a consensus in private, Miss Tang is now affected by her fertility in her belly, and her personality and expression are the fetus herself.

This little thing knew that someone was chasing her and knew how to avoid it. Chen Qinghan did her a favor, gave her a bottle of portable oxygen, and covered her with a layer of sand.

Mr. Tang refused to withdraw Miss Tang. At this time, I noticed that the originally lively desert had become silent at some point.

No animals or insects are called, just like when I met the non-human team mummies.

"What she said might be a mummy, the kind I encountered when I came back from taking the dagger." I said it was a dagger, but Chen Qinghan knew it was the time he took the worm bone.

"Then will we use this method to work?" Huang Zaijiang asked.

"You try digging first." Wang Le handed him the shovel.

Dongdongdongdongdong-

Something fell on the cave and was moving towards the entrance of the cave. Chen Qinghan came over to guard the entrance of the cave with me. This place is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and it is enough for two of us to defend.

The mummies attack people have no technical content, and I think it is easier to deal with. The few mummies jumped off the top of the cave were wearing different styles of clothes, and the ages were different, but obviously I had all looked through them in the drainage ditch of the ancient city.

Chen Qinghan and I only attacked the heads of these mummies and soon killed the few blocked at the door.

"Ah, what's this?" Huang Zaijiang suddenly shouted in the cave.
Chapter completed!