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Fan Li hastily closed the windows to block the continuous stream of stink bomb attacks, and the inside of the car was suddenly stuffy and smelly.

"Papa", those fruit trees are still persistently dropping stink bombs.

"Do you think these stinks can kill zombies?" Ruan Xiang laughed.

"Boring, as long as you can kill humans, zombies don't eat tree bark." Fan Lin rolled her eyes.

"That's right." Sun Haoyun nodded and clapped his hands, "The reason why people can arouse supernatural powers must be related to his subconscious needs. Some people want to run fast, so he can easily obtain speed powers; It is easy to stimulate the ability of the fire department. Like me, Fat Brother, I have been making ironware in my old profession, so I have the ability to dissolve iron. Therefore, these plants must be the same. Aiming at their natural enemies, humans, they have developed throwing The stink bomb skill."

"This theory is quite new." Lin Caiwei smiled and nodded.

"Is that so?" Sun Haoyun blushed and smirked.

"Hey, did you see, there is a detention center, and there is a sign on it." Fan Li squinted his eyes and read, "Fresh Orchard."

"It really is an orchard." Ruan Xiang glanced at the colorful mud on both sides, trying to see the situation on both sides through the remaining gaps, but to no avail, "Damn, these fruit trees are so fucking cruel."

"Does it look like the watermelon in Plants vs. Zombies? Clap clap." Fan Lin laughed, feeling inexplicably happy.

"Zombies? Are there zombies in this world?" Ji Rongzhi asked seriously.

"What she said was a game for the mentally handicapped." Feng Yang chuckled.

"Someone is playing a zombie?" Ji Rongzhi was puzzled and asked again.

How does "amount" explain the computer thing?It's a great project.

"Who are you?" "Ka", a young man in a mountaineering suit raised his hand and looked at them defensively. The young man looked handsome, and he was a handsome sunny guy.

"Brother, just after getting off the highway, the bridge ahead was blown up, so come and stay here." Ruan Xiang greeted with a smile.

"Oh," the young man pointed at the outermost house with a gun, "you can live there, don't run around."

"Thank you." Ruan Xiang waved to his back to thank him.

The car door opened, the mucus on the window slowly dripped, and a foul smell came out.

"Damn, it stinks." Ruan Xiang bared his teeth, looking unbearable.

"I'll wash it." Lin Caiwei took a brush from the trunk, ready for a big cleaning.

"It's going to happen again tomorrow, why waste all this effort?" Sun Haoyun said so, and took a rag along with him.

"Hey, you don't eat in the afternoon after you eat in the morning?" Lin Caiwei laughed angrily, "If you don't like cleanliness, it's no wonder you stink every day."

"Where is it?" Sun Haoyun heard it with a guilty conscience, looking funny.

"Puff!" Lin Caiwei couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, look!" Ruan Xiang, who was not far away, poked Fan Lin and pouted at them, "Did Brother Fat fall in love with Sister Lin?"

"Hey, you're too busy, aren't you?" Fan Lin kicked him, "Sister Lin doesn't have time to cook today, so come help me."

"Wow, I don't have this skill." Ruan Xiang followed reluctantly.

"Oh woo, woof!" Xiao Si's irritated scratching of the wall lasted for a long time.

"Hey, little sister Xiao, what's wrong with your little four? You've been so excited since getting off the car." Ruan Xiang took a sip of the soup and threw a bone over.

"Xiao Si, sit down!" Xiao Xiao yelled, and Xiao Si let out a "wow", but still didn't stop.

"Did it find something?" Fan Lin was alert.

"Don't scare me, isn't it really a haunted house?" Fan Li asked tremblingly, touching his cold arm.

"Don't act rashly." Feng Yang exuded the coercion of a high-level power user towards Xiaosi.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Xiaosi protested weakly, and buried his head in gnawing on the bones.

During the evening martial arts practice, the young man came out from behind the house.

"Woof!" Xiao Si barked at him.

"Little Four." Xiao Xiao tugged at it angrily.

"Ah, woof, woof." The little four dog's fur stood up in a defensive posture.

Feng Yang narrowed his eyes and sized up the young man carefully, "Are you a soldier?"

"Yes, already retired." The young man found a place far away to sit down, pointed at Xiao Si and asked, "Is this a mutant dog?"

"Well," Feng Yang nodded, and then asked: "You retired from the army at such a young age?"

"Injury back."

"Oh"

"Taking the sword as an example, it is necessary to achieve both speed and slowness, and hardness and softness. When practicing, the sword is required to go with you, and you should carry the sword with your body. In the shape of the gods, you must achieve the harmony between form and mind, mind and qi, and qi and qi. Divine harmony." Ji Rongzhi stood tall, feinted a few moves, and taught them earnestly.

In the hazy night, the slender and flexible figure danced the sword smoothly and coherently, walking like a dragon coming out of the water, calm like a civet cat catching a mouse, and the moves revealed the beauty of both rigidity and softness.

Feng Yang glanced at the only stranger present, and saw the unstoppable amazement in his eyes.Feeling sour in my heart, I really want to hide Rongzhi, so that no one can see it.

"It's so handsome." Sun Haoyun applauded drooling.

"Noisy, keep quiet." Ji Rongzhi patted him hard with the hilt of his sword, "You stand at the back, squatting first."

"Me?" Sun Haoyun pointed at himself with a dumbfounded expression, "I want to learn too?"

"Too many skills don't overwhelm you." Ji Rongzhi stood with his hands behind his back, with a look of disdain for explaining, he tugged wildly.

"Okay, I didn't expect Fat Brother to become a martial arts master one day." Sun Haoyun rubbed his hands and smiled wretchedly.

Ji Rongzhi walked around the martial arts practitioners, and turned to the young man, "Are you a soldier?"

"Eh?" The young man was stunned and chuckled, "I used to be a soldier."

"Do you know martial arts?" Are soldiers in this world called soldiers?

"Learned to fight."

"Well, play with me."

"..."

Ji Rongzhi withdrew his sword and met the enemy with his bare hands.Punching and punching, as usual, tortured him to death.

At the end, he shook his head, "The strength is not bad, but the speed is too slow."

"Hehe..." The young man spat out blood, laughed a few times, and looked at Ji Rongzhi's delicate and charming face with burning eyes.

"Brother Rong is so charming." Ruan Xiang whistled.

"That's right, Fat Brother, I also came here for him." After saying this, his neck felt chilly, Sun Haoyun rolled his eyes, and quickly added, "Of course, I came here to learn from a teacher, haha." Damn, Dare you not eat this idle vinegar?

"Rong Zhi, I don't know how to do that trick just now." Feng Yang shouted loudly.

"Which trick?" Ji Rongzhi turned around upon hearing this, and ignored the one who fell on the ground.

"The move after the chop." Feng Yang waved his stick, and said in a serious manner.

"The next thing is to turn the long sword around and cut across the waist." Ji Rongzhi held his hand, turned around and stabbed, the two of them had their backs to their chests, their postures were extremely intimate.After playing, Ji Rongzhi pressed against his ear and asked softly, "Will you meet?"

The hot air sprayed on the base of Feng Yang's ears, and a burst of numbness spread from his head to his feet. He shook his head and shook his head. "Won't."

"How can you be so stupid?" Ji Rongzhi frowned, seeing his gloomy expression, coughed lightly, "Cough, do it again."

In this way, Feng Yang reluctantly nodded and said he had learned it after eating enough tofu.

"Hum..." Ji Rongzhi snorted, let go of his hand, his face flushed slightly, he didn't notice just now, they were too close.

"Damn, this dog food is so fucking sour!" Sun Haoyun rubbed his cramped thigh, shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, the shameless ruffian molested innocent boys, pretending to be pigs and eating tigers." Ruan Xiang said sourly, of course, even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to say these words in front of Brother Feng.

"Bang", a loud noise came from the back yard.

"Woof!" Xiao Si, who had finally calmed down, became irritable again, scratching at the closed door desperately.

"Is there anyone else?" Feng Yang narrowed his eyes, a suspicion flashed in his heart, "Did you raise something shameful?"

"Shameful things?" The young man got up and sneered, "What do you mean?"

"For example," Feng Yang put his hands in his pockets and sneered, "Zombies."

"Don't move." The young man drew his gun, pointed at him and shouted sharply.

"Damn, you don't really raise zombies, do you?" Ruan Xiang took the violin vigilantly.

"I can only say that I have not harmed anyone else." The young man said in a deep voice with pain flashing in his eyes.

"You said zombies don't harm people?" Ruan Xiang asked.

"My younger sister is only ten years old, and she doesn't want to become that ghostly. I've been chaining her all the time, and she won't harm anyone." The young man said loudly with red eyes.

"No, sir." Sun Haoyun looked very excited, and roared: "When this zombie grows up and becomes strong, how dare you fucking say that it is not harmful?"

"Well, I don't know, I can't do it." The young man grabbed his hair and cried out in despair.

"Zombies may develop their own consciousness after reaching level ten, but by then, they will be more like a rational beast with only memory and no emotion." Feng Yang sneered and continued: "Zombies must rely on flesh and blood to level up. Do you dare to say that you will stick to this bottom line in the future?"

"I promise."

"High-level zombies have the ability to control low-level zombies. The controlled zombies don't eat people, even they can kill each other." Feng Yang sneered, "You are willing to let your sister become someone else's A marionette?"

The young man does not speak.

"If this place is discovered by other supernatural beings and they want to kill your sister, will you have the heart not to let her upgrade?" Feng Yang continued to ask.

A struggle flashed across the young man's face.

"I killed my wife." Sun Haoyun lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "I killed her before she turned into a zombie. Do you fucking think I can do it?"

"you..."

"Fat brother..."

"Hehe, she said, she doesn't want to become that kind of ugly thing." The dark fat man's eyes were red, and he spoke with a strong nasal voice, "I also asked myself if I would like to raise a Zombies only. I would, even if it required sacrificing someone else's life, I would, I'm such a selfish bastard."

Sun Haoyun wiped away his tears and roared: "But she doesn't want to, have you ever considered your sister's feelings? Are you doing this for your sister or for yourself?"

"Woooo..." The young man broke down in tears.

"Amitabha, the Buddha never forced others to do things he didn't like. The Buddha just told sentient beings, what is good and what is evil? Good and evil should be chosen by oneself, and life should be controlled by oneself." Everyone was silent. The monk said softly.