In this desolate night, the bonfire burns my chest. His whole body was warm, and with this warmth, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on Yang Ke'er, wondering if he should sleep for a while.
Yang Ke'er hugged Zhang Xiaoqiang leaning against the wall and had already fallen asleep. Zhang Xiaoqiang could hear Yang Ke'er's steady and long breathing, and traces of warm air sprayed on his neck, a very comfortable and peaceful feeling.
The sky had already begun to turn white, and the night was about to pass, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that something was wrong with his body, "very wrong".
The meridians and acupoints of the whole body seem to be acupunctured by countless needles, and there is no place on the whole body that is not numb and painful. Then it was like millions of ants crawling on the body, penetrating the skin, penetrating the flesh, penetrating the bones and reaching the marrow.
Itch... itch everywhere! From the top of the head to the soles of the feet, from the skin to the marrow, there is no place that is not itchy.
The feeling of being surrounded by thousands of ants is nothing more than that. Along with the annoying itching, there seems to be a stream of electricity swimming around between the cracks in the bones. There was a burst of numbness, as if holding a copper coil that was discharging around in my arms.
Compared with the naked pain, the indescribable numbness and swelling pain is more tormenting, Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to shout out to vent this tormenting strange feeling. I can't shout, there is no part of my body that I can control by myself, and it is difficult to even blink my eyelids.
Yang Ke'er was awakened by Zhang Xiaoqiang in his arms, Zhang Xiaoqiang trembled involuntarily, like swinging.
"What's wrong?" Yang Ke'er was a little sleepy.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless, but he knew that this was the effect of his strange ability to heal quickly. The injury was relatively minor before, so the feeling was not strong. After a night of sleep, it will return to its original state, but the appetite will become larger.
"What's the matter with you? Wuwuwu..." Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't speak, Yang Ke'er was very anxious, so anxious that he cried out.
Zhang Xiaoqiang trembled with his eyes closed, looking in pain. Yang Ke'er hugged him tightly, and pressed her little cheek against his forehead to feel his warmth.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't notice the outside world, just endured the sore, itchy and swollen feeling silently, and as time passed, he began to feel better, at least he could breathe a sigh of relief.
"Go" Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes and spit out a word.
"What?" Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's reaction, Yang Ke'er hastily moved her ear closer.
"Cooking... at least... meals for ten people..." Zhang Xiaoqiang said intermittently.
"?" Yang Ke'er really didn't understand that Zhang Xiaoqiang was already in this state and wanted her to cook.
"Go quickly, don't worry about me," Zhang Xiaoqiang urged, his body had recovered slowly, and he no longer had to struggle to speak.
"Oh..." Yang Ke'er saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang started to calm down, and his speech became more organized. Let him lie flat on the ground and start to work clumsily.
Zhang Xiaoqiang lay quietly, the sky had already begun to brighten, the blue sky was cloudless, like a piece of pure and huge sapphire hanging above his head.
The soreness, numbness, swelling and itching slowly receded, and the hunger that burned like a flame came from my stomach again! Zhang Xiaoqiang felt his strength regained, and got up from the ground all at once.
Yang Keer added a few sticks of firewood to the bonfire, and a pot of rice was cooking on a simple stove made of triangle iron. Yang Ke'er's face was full of soot and she was stirring it with a spoon.
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't wait, so he climbed into the car and looked for some cooked food to eat first.
"It's so comfortable!" Rubbing his belly, he sighed, and the seven previously cooked beggar chickens and a big pot of half-cooked rice were all eaten. Zhang Xiaoqiang has returned to his former vigor and fierceness.
"You didn't sleep much last night, go to sleep first. I'm going to do something!" Zhang Xiaoqiang rarely took the initiative to care about Yang Ke'er.
"Oh..." Yang Ke'er also felt extremely sleepy, climbed into the carriage and fell asleep hugging the quilt.
"It's time to settle the accounts!" Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered as he walked towards Xie Yuanshan.
Xie Yuanshan lay on the ground like a dead dog without moving a bit, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood aside and watched quietly, the clothes on his limbs were already soaked in blood, and there was a stench from his body that made people want to vomit! Xie Yuanshan was a little delirious, and he moaned in pain intermittently.
After tearing off the gauze on his hand, the wound was completely closed, leaving a dark brown scar on it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed Xie Yuanshan's collar with his right hand and dragged him towards the gate of the food factory.
"Ah..." Xie Yuanshan became refreshed after being shaken, and his miserable howling also gained some strength.
Opening the door, there were several zombies with broken legs lying beside the door, probably attracted by the bloody smell of the night, Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the zombies.
Dragging Xie Yuanshan around the zombies to the open space beside the wall, he threw Xie Yuanshan into the open space, and Zhang Xiaoqiang stood aside and waited.
Xie Yuanshan no longer cared about how Zhang Xiaoqiang treated him, and probably thought of death at most. He hummed to himself, trying to relieve some pain.
The sun came out and slowly climbed up, the golden sunlight slowly spread around, and the light spots moved here at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang's whole body was bathed in the sun, those zombies with broken legs also came to him, Xie Yuanshan also saw those zombies, and became emotional. Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to speak one by one.
"Give...give me...have fun...kill me..." These words took a lot of effort on him, and he gasped after speaking.
Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood aside and watched, neither saying nor doing anything.
The zombie was not a few meters away from him, and he was terrified and panicked. His body was wriggling backwards like a huge maggot, beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept dripping from his forehead, and then fell like raindrops.
Finally he was caught up, and a zombie crawled up to his leg, its two claws hugged his left calf, and bit down through the trouser leg.
"Ah..." The last outburst before his death unleashed all his potential, and the scream was full of vigor and long pulse.
A zombie hugged his head and tried to bite his ear, and the zombie moved gently. The ears were torn off by the zombies with their teeth.
Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted on the ground and vomited furiously. The food he ate in the morning had already been digested cleanly by his stomach like a black hole. Now I can only spit bitter water.
Over there, Xie Yuanshan was not completely dead yet, and screams could be heard. Hearing his screams, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to recall the scene of zombies eating him, squatted on the ground and began to vomit again.
Xie Yuanshan finally fell silent, Zhang Xiaoqiang rested for a while before recovering. This time feeding Xie Yuanshan to the zombies, I don't know whether to torture him or myself, anyway, I can't stand the scene, I admire Yang Ke'er, she didn't vomit when she saw her boyfriend being eaten.
"Could it be that you can see the realm from watching a horror movie? A small scene?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was puzzled.
After finishing those zombies with broken legs, Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the tricycle, Yang Keer was sleeping soundly wrapped in a quilt, with a slight smile on his face, wishing to have a good dream!