Is she blooming today? [Zhongyingmei]

If a zombie can take away the vitality of any living body at will, then there is still the ability to restrain him like a walking dead, immortal monster.

That zombie monster stood in front of Sera. When it first appeared to block the way, the zombie wanted to escape with the little flower, but this huge monster moved too fast, and its huge size couldn't affect it at all. Even the body is invulnerable, almost immune to any damage it receives, bullets cannot penetrate its skin, and the stagnant life of zombies cannot be taken away.

In order to chase them, the three-meter-high monster destroyed most of the surrounding buildings, and almost all the footprints it stepped on along the way were huge pieces of cement or asphalt sunken in, and the surroundings were full of cracks. Many streets The glass windows of the side shops were all shattered...

The zombie ran for a long distance with Serra in his arms, but he still couldn't shake off the monster behind him. In the end, it was impossible to avoid facing each other. The zombie was ready to put down Serra, and then led it away alone.

Sera was scooped up by the zombies from the moment the monster appeared, and lay on that hard shoulder. She was a little dizzy from the bumps, but seeing the hollow and unfocused eyes of the monster and her, it said in a hoarse voice. : "...find, find her, bring her back..."

This is not its will, it seems to be controlled by some bad guys.

Sierra tilted her head slightly to think about it, then bent her eyes and gave it a small smile, then opened her hands and held [Dreamland], carelessly and slowly letting the cold night wind of Gotham blow it towards the monster, Then I saw the big monster stop and stand in place, no longer chasing them.

On its ferocious face, the expression was no longer numb and rigid, and it suddenly broke free from the mind control.

It didn't know why it was here, it was at a loss, its mind was not very clear, and it almost fell into chaos again, but it suddenly realized a gaze, so it lowered its head to look for it.

A well-behaved and dry little girl was there, she looked up at it, her eyes were clear green, more beautiful than the neon lights reflected in the puddles she saw at the street corner, plain and quiet, she was Looking at an existence in the world, I don't think that he is an alternative, there is no fear, hatred, discrimination, contempt, her eyes can speak, she is saying...

say what?

— Big monster, don't be afraid.

The big monster stood there obediently and quietly. When the influence of mind control disappeared, he completely lost the previous anxiety and violence. He smiled naively on his terrifying face. Cautiously stretched out his finger, and then touched Sera's similarly extended finger.

The zombie looked back when the monster chasing behind stopped, and then stood there, as if knowing that the situation was caused by the little girl in his arms, and turned around considerately, letting the little girl in his arms The girl turned back to communicate with it silently.

When their big and small fingers touched each other, the monster showed a pure and happy smile that was completely inconsistent with its appearance, and stammered, "Grandy, Grandy is not afraid!"

He is Solomon Grundy.

The monster climbed up from the swamp and stepped out of the stinky rotten water. His corpse from a hundred years ago was fused with impurities such as wood and stones, and his new body was formed from this.

It no longer remembers who it is, and when it came to an abandoned shelter, it was curious and managed to say a few words to the homeless people who lived there. Someone asked who it was and where it came from. Remember, it only remembers that it was born on Monday, so the wanderers told it a famous nursery rhyme——

"Solomon Grundy, born on Monday, baptized on Tuesday, married on Wednesday, sick on Thursday, seriously ill on Friday, died on Saturday, buried on Sunday, Solomon Grundy lived his life to the end."

The monster couldn't understand, only knew the life and death described in nursery rhymes, it fell in love with this name, and then took it as its own name.

……

When Batman rescued the hostages again, the Joker had escaped without a trace. He was always able to calculate people's hearts to a terrible degree, no matter for anyone, his sober, shrewd madness and bottomless principle of acting would make the clown... People are in the greatest panic, and no one can not be affected by him. Those evils faintly echo Gotham, and he is the greatest evil itself in this land.

The clown can escape from Batman's hands again and again. He directly hits people's hearts, criticizes and destroys all false and beautiful appearances - there is no need for their existence, and he is also keen to create chaos and even rape. He regards Gotham City as his own paradise. Everything is to please him, to satisfy his twisted heart.

The fireworks burning in his chest were far more vigorous than Batman's heart, and the noisy noise never stopped. When he climbed out of the chemical pool, no one could see his appearance clearly, and all he could remember was A strange face painted with oil paint on a pale complexion.

His soul is full of madness and twists, the expression on his face is weird and frightening, the arc of his mouth reaches the limit, and it is very terrifying.

This is the source of evil in Gotham - the clown.

The clown appeared after Bane left. He stopped Batman's progress and offered two friendly options. One was to follow Bane without hesitation, and the other was to rescue the hostages here. Batman did not expect to choose Except for the latter, he always did.

Escaped from Batman again, and hid behind a dilapidated building, the clown licked his lower lip boredly, brushed the messy dirty green hair on his head, slowly lowered his head and began to think about something, but this It's nothing new, he's already 'working hard' to fit in with the new villains who want to conquer Gotham, and now it's time to do it on his own terms.

"Well. let me find my girl and take her home?"

The clown asked back, the expression on his face was still indifferent and flat, and he continued to talk to himself: "Yes, that's right. She's been waiting too long." He slowly put on the leather gloves that were thrown aside before, and it was done. , there is nothing else for him to worry about, the only thing he needs to worry about now is what kind of gift he should prepare for his girl.

……

Grandy has been following Serra, and Serra is brought by the zombies, and the zombies are asked by his followers to take the little flowers as far away as possible, and it is best not to participate in the struggle between light and dark in Gotham, because Bain's team They are too united, and they have no flaws that can be attacked, so for the little girl they kidnapped suddenly, it is a bright and attractive target, and everyone wants to catch her.

So Bain paid for the zombies, and the little girl should have walked outside more to enjoy the warmth under the sun, and she also needs to understand the cruelty of the world, even if this is a chaotic place, but with the protection of zombies, no one can hurt Sebastian. pull.

The zombies know that they can't bring Sera back to their house at this time, the place may have been exposed, and if there is a slight possibility, as long as it becomes a reality, it will cause great harm to the sick and weak little girl, and no one can take her life To gamble, he didn't know where to take her for a while.

There are too many gang factions that control all aspects of Gotham. Even after arriving in Gotham, Bain and Bird analyzed the news they learned from various channels. Although they can sort out the general situation, there are still some that are too deep. I can't figure it out for a while, if Bane is there, then it will be nothing more than a direct flattening, but they have other things, so the zombies need to consider a lot.

After thinking about it for half a minute, the zombies decided to find a small hotel and directly threatened the owner. Then all problems were solved without extra effort. It was a very convenient solution, and it could send the monsters behind them away.

But Xiaohua didn't have so many thoughts. She was bouncing in the zombie's arms for a while, and seeing how tall her new little friend was, if she lay on his shoulders, she would definitely see a very different scenery, right?

After a while, the nearly three-meter-high monster squatted obediently in front of the little girl, and the zombie put a clean dress on his shoulders—Grundy would always fall into chaos, he couldn't take care of himself, Although there is no need to eat due to physical reasons, considering his size and appearance, he cannot take care of his own hygiene.

Zombies are still very wary of monsters, and those suspicions can be reflected in their actions.

After making sure that the little girl was still clean and cute, the zombie stepped aside and looked up at the monster standing up, carrying a small flower on his shoulder. She was still ostentatious, not afraid at all, although It's hard to balance, but as soon as I reached out, I grabbed Grundy's hair...

Sierra held her breath for a moment, and then leaned her head forward to see if Grandy would respond. She was worried that she would pull his hair by the roots, but... as far as Grandy is concerned, he is immune to all harm, which is a little bit The feeling couldn't be captured by him at all, he just felt that his little friend was sitting on his shoulders and still liked to move around, he turned his head suddenly, and met Sera's timid eyes that wanted to check.

She stared blankly at the little flower, but she was not frightened, she just came back to her senses, and then looked around.

From a high place, you can see a different scenery than stepping on the flat ground. This is the first time Serra has taken a serious look at the appearance of Gotham. It is a modern city with colorful neon lights everywhere, but observing If you take a closer look, there are still ancient traces under the modern decoration. It seems that everything is beautiful and bright, but it is on the verge of destruction. There is no place that is not invaded by crime, and every inch of the land has been bombarded.

Sierra sat on Grandi's shoulders, and she could see the traces of bullets left on the walls of some buildings, which were constantly soaked by wind, sand and blood, but the green plants on some small balconies were still very cute. After sprouting, it receives sunshine and rain, even if it is broken, it continues to grow.

Finally, I looked at the sky tonight. It was rare that the moon was not covered by heavy clouds. A round moon hung on the horizon, and the lights on the ground reflected the sky. The surroundings were bright and dark, and some small stars struggled to show themselves , they giggled and shone with light.

The little night wind blowing was also very gentle, and Sera didn't feel cold. She bent her eyes and hugged Grandi's big head, but her posture was uncomfortable, and she quickly put her upper body on it. She said to Grandi and the zombie: "Look! The moon is beautiful today~"

She is also super happy.

It seems that there are no longer those soul constraints, and she can temporarily enjoy a moment of peace and freedom, in nature, without any troubles.

Hearing Sierra's happy words, Grandi didn't think about the redundant meaning. He only knew that his new friend was very happy, and then he ran without warning. He had no purpose, no direction, and emptied his already chaotic mind. Go wherever you want.

Grandy dragged his huge body and ran fast, the wind whistled in his ears, and he shook the glass of the houses he passed along the way, but Serra was also crazy, holding his head and never letting go, enjoying this An experience that I have never had before, I didn't stop shouting when I was choking, and my smile never fell.

Grundy ran and yelled, "Run! Be happy!" He loved the feeling that running gave him, the freedom that nothing could hold him back, that he didn't have to think about who he was, and he didn't have to try to find a place to stay , you don’t have to face the fearful and disgusting eyes of others, and you are the most peaceful and comfortable when you are alone.

……

But there will still be people blocking the way. It was already one or two o'clock in the middle of the night. Xiaohua has been staying up very skillfully recently, and she is not sleepy at this time. Grandi has slowed down, walking step by step in the deserted factory area.

The zombie hung on Grandi's back expressionlessly. Before the monster ran suddenly, it brought Sera with it, but the zombie couldn't catch up. Finally, it grabbed a car, squatted at the place where he was about to pass, and threw Only then did the rope successfully hang itself on him.

The strange combination and strange posture of the three of them.

Little Hua shook her head, kicked her legs, and hummed nursery rhymes, and then she saw something.

A woman dressed in a weird way was climbing over the wall, and suddenly saw her, then raised her eyebrows and showed a wanton smile, and whistled, "Hi! Sweetheart! Look here!"

She was unscrupulous and handsome, and she moved very neatly. She jumped off the wall and stood in front of Solomon Grundy, without any fear in her expression, and even greeted him: "Hey big monster, this is in the middle of the night!" Are you parading?" Then she looked at the little flower, she was so cute, "If I can be with such a sweetheart, I would like to join you too."

She wears bright colored eyeshadow, bright red lips, and the ends of the tied ponytails are each dyed in a different color. She wears a very explosive outfit and shows off her figure. She is simply a bad woman that everyone loves.

Harley Quinn didn't care at all about the huge monster that had shown slight hostility. She raised her head with great effort, her coquettish green eyes turned to the curious little girl, and warmly and friendlyly invited: "Sweetheart~ Do you want me?" Come to my house? You will definitely like the big manor, there are so many lovely plants, and there are also many interesting things, especially—”

Grandy was instantly irritated, but he didn't run away and hit people only because Sera grabbed his hair.

After the big monster yelled at her face, sprayed her face with saliva, pulled the corner of her mouth, and wiped her face viciously, Harley was a little reluctant, "Well, even this big guy can live in it, How do you feel, sweetheart?"

If you don't want to be separated from your friend (the friend was kidnapped) and just speak up, but use saliva to express your dissatisfaction, this is really a monster with no brains!She and his beam knot!

Sierra said, scratching their heads, anyway, they have nowhere to go now, Bain didn't ask them when they went out, so it's okay to go to other people's houses as guests, right?She knew that the woman in front of her was not malicious, at most she was just curious and interesting, so she agreed.

And Harry didn't see a bald man hanging on his back until he was slightly unable to keep up with the monster's pace and was left behind?Abduct two get one free?

Immediately, his expression became more ferocious, and he glared at this inexplicably extra existence with anger. The zombie just gave her a cold and scrutinizing look, and then looked away.

Swaying all the way by the moonlight, the sleepiness came unconsciously. Selah had already fallen asleep when she arrived at the manor that Harry mentioned. Go to the motorcycle pried from the street, while Grandi runs and the zombies drive to follow.

……

It was almost noon on the second day when Serra woke up. Harley combed her the same double ponytail, and also dyed her hair with disposable dyes. Even the clothes she wore were in line with her aesthetics. The two of them took a closer look It looks like a young and indulgent mother with a good daughter, and the picture was once very harmonious.

Zombies can cook, iron clothes, and take care of Sera. Grandy is playing on the flat outside, just looking at the house from time to time, as if confirming something. When Sera just got up in the manor, she saw another woman, She has red hair and green clothes, and is more coquettish and gorgeous than Harley, with haughty and sharp eyes, but she left soon.

After eating breakfast or lunch, Harry grabbed the little flower and insisted on talking to her and telling stories.

It's almost Harley talking to herself, and Sera just needs to listen carefully and respond from time to time. In this regard, she is super serious and responsible, and she is the most qualified listener.

Harley lay on the sofa and grabbed the little girl's face. She was very funny, and the jokes were casual and humorous. The little girl liked her very much. When I was a child, Sierra was very supportive and gave a "wow". Compared with the systematic illustrated book of plants and animals, it was a coyote.

"They're very well raised." The little girl raised her head and said obediently, not afraid of the ferocity of the coyotes, nor caring about their unattractive appearance.

The two hyenas were commanded by Harry to circle around Selah. She carefully stretched out her hand to touch it. One of them retreated slightly and bared its teeth in an attacking posture, but Harry whistled and they all behaved. With his tail between his legs, he took the initiative to go to Sera's side, and rubbed her calf, so obedient that he didn't fit his breed.

Sera rua a coyote under his hands, and asked Harry who was sitting next to him, "How do they train?"

Harry:?Suddenly thinking about it seriously, she might really not know, chewing gum and lazily replied: "I don't understand, they are mainly taught by my little pudding." Although Halle raised them, but to How to train... It was the clown who specially found a trainer for her. Even after the good children made mistakes occasionally, he would take them away and continue to train/teach them.

This opened a conversation, Harry smiled and rolled his eyes, his face was full of sweetness, "I miss my little pudding," before Serra could speak, Harry said again: "You know my pudding Little Pudding, you have seen it."

Sierra was "huh" very puzzled for a while, and then thought, "...a clown?"

As for why it is guessed as a clown, it is because this aesthetic is a bit familiar.

Harry snapped his fingers, "Bingo!"

Sera felt that the hair of the dog's head that was rua under his hand suddenly became unruly, and Harry couldn't help laughing when he saw her expression, "I've been separated from him for a long time, I'm not his kind of person."

"I love him, although I love him very much." Harley's words have already expressed her feelings clearly. Of course, the children in front of her may not understand, and she is not yet old enough to understand these things.

But Harry sighed, "But I know, he's done enough for me—"

"After all Batman thinks he changed me, right? Of course it doesn't."

"He saved me."

"Baby, before I met him, I never thought that I could live another way, but now, I think I have more choices."

"But I won't leave him. He's the only one I can't say no to."

He pulled her out of the torment, released her desire on the other side, gave her soul a new life, and led her to test every bottom line of this world. They were crazy and unscrupulous, they wanted to destroy and destroy...that was her The state of madness that she never dared to think about, but when she fell into it, she felt a little freedom.

Reason and madness sink together, she clearly knows every thought of her own, and allows herself to do every bad thing, she 'falls in love' with this man, and follows his footsteps without any scruples.

It's just that she has experienced too much until now, so she is more sober and rational. She understands the distance between them, and then chooses to take a step back.She left him first and wanted to pursue new things.

"He is my forever love."

It was only after Harley said these words that a helicopter approached from far to near with a loud and noisy sound. Before it landed, a familiar figure jumped down from the open cabin door.

The dark purple windbreaker was raised and lowered before he stood still and raised his eyebrows and walked a few steps. As soon as Harry picked up the little flower, she rushed over. She threw herself into the man's arms and put the little flower into his arm. As soon as he stuffed it, he hugged them happily and jumped up and down: "My God! You're here, little pudding!"

Moved by this warm welcome, the clown picked up the sudden extra weight in his arms, and licked his lower lip habitually. However, he, who has always been crazy and cold-blooded, didn't say anything, and just let Harry hug him with a dull and indifferent face. But what I have to say is that her strength has become stronger again.

The author has something to say:

I wrote very hastily tonight~ welcome to catch bugs.

The main reason is that I didn’t apply for the list editor last week, and I had another week of leisure, but this week’s list...QAQ vitality update list, the word count of [-], I can’t handle it!