Little Biscuit develops very fast. At seven months, he can crawl, crawl all over the ground, and is full of curiosity about everything.
Zhao Xi felt that he was too lively and active.
If he didn't pay attention, he would crawl outside, and he crawled so fast that no one could find him while hiding. He almost killed several people several times.
"Don't mess around, come down." Zhao Xi said, and hurriedly called Ji Yang, "Go and watch him."
Ji Yang quickly walked over there.
And the little biscuit on the blanket in the hall was lying on Coke's body. It lowered its head and fell on the ground, and the little biscuit crawled awkwardly on top of it.
After climbing up, he lay on his stomach, grabbed Coke's ear, looked ahead, "@#￥%..."
rush.
rush out!
In the next second, he was picked up by his father, and Ji Yang put him back on the blanket, "Be quiet for me."
Little Biscuit sat on the ground, and it took a while to recover. He was caught by his father, and quickly crawled towards Coke.
While crawling and screaming.
Ji Yang and Zhao Xi didn't understand, but Coke came over and lay down on his stomach. Seeing that Biscuit was about to come to Coke again, he smiled happily.
Just caught the Coke, and was brought back by his father. Ji Yang glanced at the Coke lightly, and the other party ran out, followed by left and right.
"##￥..." Little Biscuit felt aggrieved, pouted her mouth, looked at Zhao Xi pitifully, and stretched out her hand to complain.
Stretching out her little finger, pointing at Ji Yang, talking in bird language, and then angrily pointing at her father, "@@##…"
it's him.
He is a bad dad!
Zhao Xi's anger was extinguished by his cute behavior, and he walked over and picked him up, "Didn't Mom tell you? No, I will fall."
No matter how human Coke is, he can't protect him without any blind spots.
What if it falls
"You're too naughty." Zhao Xi was so helpless, she dared not take a step away now, this child was too troublesome.
Seeing that her mother didn't teach her father a lesson, Little Biscuit stretched out her little finger again with tears in her eyes.
Bastard.
Zhao Xi suddenly exclaimed, and stuffed the biscuit into Ji Yang's hand, "It's over, it's over, the soup is about to boil dry."
The kitchen is still boiling soup.
Little Biscuit didn't wait for her mother to uphold justice, she was stuffed into her father's arms and was still covered, struggling to get off.
Ji Yang immediately put him down, he wants to see what this kid is going to do.
Just after being put down, Biscuit quickly crawled to the side with his back on his back.
After finally climbing a little farther, when he raised his head, his father stood in front of him, which frightened him a lot.
"Ah!" he cried out.
Dad deliberately scared him!
So angry.
"Can you be quiet?" Ji Yang looked down at him on the ground and said to him.
Little Biscuit sat up straight and grabbed his little fist.
At this time, he was still wearing a black and white suit. He was simply a cute baby, but this cute baby was very unhappy.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Yang watched the vines creeping in from the window at a very fast speed, and soon formed a green patch.
The little biscuit climbed back again and sat on the green piece.
Small white flowers can also bloom on the rattan.
Ji Yang just looked at him like this, without moving or speaking.
This little guy didn't hide himself at all under his nose, any new skills had to be shown in front of him.
But for others, he won't, at most he looks like a child who develops faster.
Biscuit sits on the cane, can be dragged up steadily, and can swing when sleeping on it.
wobbly.
He looked at Ji Yang, sticking out his little tongue.
Big Bad Daddy chases Coke away, he can't go out.
Ji Yang looked at it for a while, and slowly stretched out his hand, a fireball appeared on it, and pointed to the ground with the other finger.
Little Biscuit didn't understand what Dad meant, but was slowly let down by the rattan.
He was not happy, so he reached out and patted the ground, letting the rattan continue to drag him up, making him taller than his father.
The rattan was lying limply on the ground with a "downcast" look.
"Woo..." Little Biscuit looked at her father, her eyes turned red quickly, and she grabbed the cane with her fleshy hands.
The rattan moved, and the trees outside shook accordingly, and finally, fearing the fireball in Ji Yang's hand, "slept" again.
"Wow..." Little Biscuit yelled a few more times, tears could not be shed, the rattan "give" him a little flower, and he threw it away.
Behind, a lot of wild fruits appeared on the rattan, and some edible wild vegetables were rolled up and sent to Ji Yang.
Then try to drag the biscuit up again.
The fireball in Ji Yang's hand got bigger and stretched forward.
The rattan didn't dare to move at all, the leaves and flowers outside shook again, it could only shrink back.
Before Biscuit started laughing, she was about to cry again.
Ji Yang walked over, picked him up from the cane, and slapped his little butt lightly, "It's quite capable, Mom knows she's going to be scared to death."
Little Biscuit couldn't understand what he said, but she could vaguely feel the love from her father. She lay on Ji Yang's shoulder, looked at the rattan that was constantly retracting, and pursed her lips.
"You can't go outside alone, and Coke and Zuoyou are not allowed to take you there in the future. If I see you, I will be very angry." Ji Yang said, and Shui Li glanced at the group of green plants outside the door.
Even he doesn't know what kind of situation it is now.
It's better to see everything within his line of sight.
Little Biscuit was drooling on his body, listlessly looking at the big tree outside the window, pouting and acting coquettishly, the other party shook her.
Then nothing happened.
"Take you out." Ji Yang said as he walked out.
Little Biscuit raised her head to look at her father, and then looked outside, her little eyes lit up, and she immediately forgot the unhappiness just now, she wrapped her arms around her father's neck with one hand, and pointed the direction with the other.
"I'll take you there, what's the rush?" Ji Yang chuckled, reached out and pinched his little nose, "Be more obedient."
Little Biscuit nodded indiscriminately, regardless of what his father said, and continued to point forward.
Ji Yang carried him away.
Go to the deep forest.
Along the way, the flowers and plants would shake. He raised his hand and could pick off a flower. Sometimes he would ask Ji Yang for credit.
Following his guidance, Ji Yang walked to a waterfall in the mountains, and Biscuit told him to go inside.
He could vaguely see a hole, and he patted his back, "We should go back, mom is worried."
Little Biscuit refused to let go, and still pointed at the hole.
Ji Yang sighed, a fireball lit up in his palm, and led him in.
It was a bit humid near the waterfall, and water seeped through the cave wall, and dripped from time to time. Ji Yang looked at the vines leading the way in front, and felt that there should be no danger.
What's in it
A little curious.
The original owner of the previous life and his team also lived here for a long time. Since they had no supplies, they traveled all over the place and did not come here.
Suddenly, the rattan stopped, Ji Yang looked over, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he felt dizzy for a while.
"Hand over this child, and we will agree to whatever you want."
"Materials, rights, whatever."
"We are negotiating fairly. As for Zhao Xi, we naturally have a solution, as long as you nod."
…
Ji Yang shook his head a few times, but couldn't wake up. All kinds of past life began to reappear in his mind, and the scene changed back and forth, changing faster and faster.
In the end, it was frozen at the moment when he was swallowed by the zombies, and suddenly slowed down again, like slow motion, but the pain of being torn apart still existed.
He knew it was a dream.
However, it felt like an invisible hand was pulling him down as he was trying to climb up.
Weakness, suffocation, fear...
These will rise little by little.
Little Biscuit looked at her father in doubt, covered his face with her small hands, and looked at him with wide eyes. Ji Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and his back was covered with cold sweat.
He looked directly at the grass not far away, wanting to burn it with a fire.
This is the smell of "Dream Grass".
In the post-apocalyptic world, a research institute invented a "dream drug", which seemed to be extracted from this grass.
It is a small plant, about 30 centimeters long, with small fruits, black and red, very attractive.
As long as you smell this smell, it will evoke the guilt and fear in your heart. Those with poor tolerance will commit suicide or become mentally disturbed. Some can bear it, but it is also very laborious.
That research institute made a lot of money in the apocalypse by relying on this kind of grass. Countless people with supernatural powers spent a lot of money to sell it, and he also secretly bought it.
Because it can not only psychedelic humans, but also psychedelic zombies, gain an advantage in battle, and save your own life when necessary.
Just as he was thinking about what to do, Biscuit stretched out his hand, and the rattan spread to the side of the dream grass, and a few fruits of the opponent fell off.
Then it was in the hands of the little biscuit.
He looked at his father as if asking for credit, and laughed out loud.
Ji Yang has already held his breath, and is using his ability to regulate his breathing to isolate the smell.