I really don't want to be lucky

Chapter 117.

In the evening, Bai Yanshuang came to the river to fetch water for cooking after finishing her daily practice of reiki breathing.

Even though several other people said that they didn't have to bother cooking anymore, they could still make it to Tiangong City when they were hungry.

But Bai Yanshuang felt that the atmosphere of a family can only be achieved through eating.

Bai Yanshuang dipped her hands into the water and stirred it gently. The warm water made her feel very comfortable, but she couldn't laugh immediately.

A two-pound fish rolled its eyes and was terribly dead in her hand.

She reached out to fish again, and more small fish and shrimps that died not long ago also appeared in her hands.

Bai Yanshuang looked at the beautiful mountains and forests all around, but when she lowered her head and sniffed carefully, the river water faintly smelled of rotting corpses.

This?
Fortunately, she hasn't found out after practicing for so long, what if she really uses this water for cooking?
Bai Yanshuang shook her lips reproachfully.

She closed her eyes and chanted a mantra and stirred her fingers in the water, and sure enough, the picture in the water gradually appeared.

The nearby area is still normal green water, and after exploring a hundred meters away, Bai Yanshuang saw a carrion corpse that had been soaked, floating in white flowers on the water.

The source of all stink comes from this thing.

But how to deal with it?Who is this dead person?

Bai Yanshuang couldn't decide to pay attention for a moment.

Simply use the technique of water spirit, and use the fluctuation speed of the water body to bring the carrion to the shore.

"Xiao Wu, come here quickly!"

Bai Yanshuang called everyone over.

Seeing the ugly appearance of the rotting corpse, everyone hissed.

But fortunately, they all have supernatural powers, at least they don't have to worry about getting plagued by observation.

"Hey, why is there still good meat on this rotting corpse?"

Yu Changshou pointed to the chest of the carrion corpse and said.

Sure enough, the chest of the carrion corpse was cut open. On the left was rotten white meat with maggots visible, while on the right was bright red meat that was even slightly pulsating.

Such a strange sight surprised everyone.

In the end, You Xiaowu decided to check the changes of this rotting corpse again every few hours.

Yue Sha twirled a piece of carrion meat with a dagger, and then went to the side for testing. Her eyes flashed brightly when she saw the result.

“The rotten parts are even more rotten, but the parts that are intact seem to have stopped in time.

No, it can even be said that it is still growing like normal human flesh. "

You Xiaowu observed the rotting corpse thrown on the grass beach, and said after a few hours.

"Yes, yes, I also found the same changes in those fish and shrimp."

Bai Yanshuang hurriedly opened her palms.

The fish and shrimp inside were cut into pieces, but they were as fresh as if they were just dead.

And the freshness of large pieces of tissue is better than that of scattered minced meat.

Although they are dead, the flesh remains alive and even continues to grow.

“I’ve heard of people dying, but their nails and hair grow back.

But I haven't heard that even the flesh and blood are not bad, can it be some kind of monster creature? "

Although Duojin is a materialistic robot, now that he has encountered many unexplainable and wonderful things, he has begun to develop towards the theory of ghosts and gods.

Yuesha said slowly:

"Didn't you realize that this rotting corpse is actually more like a mummy that has been soaked?"

"I just learned about the highly active substance "zombie liquid", which can allow the limbs of creatures to grow by themselves after death. The thing at our feet is very similar to what it says."

"Where does the zombie fluid come from?"

You Xiaowu asked.

"Who knows, it might have been carried by this guy himself.

You don't have to question the truth of what I said, because the information is directly transmitted to my brain by the super entry device. "

You Xiaowu: ...

How could there be a hint of pride?

But since Yuesha spoke, the information must be correct.

And Duojin had long heard that Yuesha had a unique database, and now that it was mentioned again, he immediately wanted to compare the contents of the database with Yuesha excitedly.

As a result, the two sides only compared a few simple data searches, and Duojin's face suddenly fell down:

"Sure enough, even if I already have the latest online data in my head, it can't compare to Yuesha's superpower information database.

Ah, I really want to awaken some abilities. "

"As a robot, you can now have all kinds of joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys. Isn't it awakening?"

You Xiaowu came over and knocked Duo Jin on the head.

Moon Assassin smiled without saying a word.

"Hey, wait, the anti-sleep medicine is to enhance the activity of supernatural biological cells, so that you don't get drowsy."

"Then can it be considered that the cells of supernatural creatures are still active after death, so they become zombies?"

"And this river is not far from the Daming Golden Palace that exploded. Guess, the raw materials of the anti-sleeping potion inside may fall into the river."

"This carrion may be the original test material of the Daming Golden Palace, or it may be a person who has been dead for an unknown period of time, but it has mutated due to the substances in the river."

You Xiaowu made a bold guess.

"But this can change the living things in the river. The anti-sleep ingredients flowing out of the Daming Golden Palace are more than a little bit or two, right?

Does Leng Zideng still need Sister Mengmeng's help? "

Yu Changshou asked.

He was worried that once Leng Zideng didn't need Hua Mengmeng's help, he wouldn't help him find the territory of the White Bull Clan.

Yuesha opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly she covered her temples as if she was dizzy.

She staggered and fell backwards, white light flashed, and Hua Mengmeng jumped out of it with great excitement:

"Sister Yan Shuang! You have to help me seal off this water area. Later, I will personally bring the church personnel here to test the water quality."

Bai Yanshuang involuntarily looked at You Xiaowu, who nodded.

"Sister Yan Shuang, please help Hua Mengmeng."

"But it's okay, the follow-up of the Daming Golden Palace has nothing to do with us."

You Xiaowu didn't want to get entangled in this matter anymore.

What he wants now is to go to Tiangong City with Duojin and the others, and live an honest life as an ordinary person.

After all, the gold and silver they have now is enough for them to spend their old age happily as a salted fish.

Hua Mengmeng nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

She still wanted to keep the rotting corpse, but You Xiaowu still prepared to burn it with a fire, after all, this thing is too weird.

Everyone went around to pick up dry sticks.

But no one noticed that after they left, a creature emerged from the grass and crawled toward the carrion excitedly.

……

Alone, Leng Zideng rushed to Jingcheng, where Leng's headquarters was located, on a starry night.

A chaser like him, chasing him from Iron City to this wilderness.

Leng Zideng repelled three waves of pursuers, and his body made of secret medicine even survived a few bullets, but even if he won, his body was still scarred and exhausted to the point where he could hardly move.

Fortunately, he arrived at a melon field. The watermelon with green skin and red flesh was sweet and juicy, and the sugar greatly restored his physical strength.

The old farmer in the melon field came over tremblingly with a fork and knife to check, and heaved a sigh of relief when he found that it was a young man who was struggling to steal food.

"The calamity year is coming, and it's hard for everyone, but how can you come and steal my melon, young man...

This is all for worship. "

"But you are so skinny, it's poor, come on, eat this little melon."

The old farmer picked up a small melon and was about to hand it to Leng Zideng, but a sharp knife pierced out at the moment of handing the melon, aiming at Leng Zideng's chest.

Leng Zideng cut the old farmer's neck even faster with his dagger.

Blood splattered everywhere, the moonlight was cold, and the melon in Leng Zideng's hand was still as sweet when eaten.

(End of this chapter)