A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

Bei Nuan thought: Oh, what a saint, you know that as soon as you see us oss, you will see (lust) scheming. +++All Tanmei novels: www.sto123.cc

But Lu Xingchi should agree.

After all, the saint is also looking for a mysterious person, and it is related to the mysterious person. If there is a chance to approach her, it will be more convenient to find clues.

The inhibitor on Du Ruo doesn't know how long it will be effective, and the team also needs to dig out the mysterious person to find a way to solve Du Ruo's problem.

Bei Nuan couldn't help thinking about the appearance of the saint wearing a close-fitting dress and long hair.

It should not be the type that Lu Xingchi would like.

Lu Xingchi is so reliable, even if he is around that saint, he himself will grasp the yardstick.

Shouldn't it?

Bei Nuan raised his head and looked at Lu Xingchi, only to find that Lu Xingchi hadn't stopped the saw in his hand and had just sawn off a piece of wood.

The cut wood fell into the pile of sawdust, and the raised sawdust flew in the golden (color) sunlight.

Lu Xing straightened up and faintly replied, "I just caught a bad cold two days ago. It's better today. Will it be transmitted to the saint?"

Juoniu has always sincerely regarded their saint as a treasure, and was taken aback, and immediately said, "You are right. If you have a cold, you must never approach the saint of Yawen."

Then step back two steps, "I have been so close to you, have you not infected me?"

Bei Nuan was thinking that when he rarely spoke so unceremoniously, he heard him say again, “It’s nothing to pass it on to me. The point is that I have had the opportunity to talk to the saint in the past two days. It’s not good to pass it to the saint through me. Up."

He stood far away from Lu Xingchi, as if Lu Xingchi was a huge human-shaped cold virus.

With sympathy, Jue Niu said to Lu Xingchi: "I know this kind of opportunity is rare, and you want to go too, but it's really not OK if you have a cold. Let's talk about it in a few days?"

Lu Xing late raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

Bei Nuan was a little surprised at seeing the delay in landing.

He actually didn't agree. Wouldn't he want such a good opportunity to find clues?

When Juoniu left, Du Ruo said in a low voice, "I guessed that Lu Xing would be late, otherwise I would go and see?"

"Don't make trouble." Jiang Fei said, "That saint looks unauthentic, so don't go anywhere."

Bei Nuan also whispered to Du Ruo: "Jiang Fei is right. The boy is outside, so you must be careful to protect yourself."

Lu Xingji couldn't bear the corner of his mouth.

Several people picked up the saws and continued to saw the wood.

Bei Nuan stood with the saw, worried.

The virus on Du Ruo's body is like a countdown bomb. I don't know when it will explode.

Lu Xingchi saw her frowning, with worry on her small face, smiled, and reached out (touched Mo) (touched Mo) her head.

"Don't worry, there must be a way to the mountain."

Bei Nuan recovered, sighed, and glanced up at his hand rubbing her head.

Suddenly realized one thing.

The sun drenched people, the hot saw in his hand, and a comfort from Lu Xingchi.

Bei Nuan quickly opened the taskbar.

Sure enough, the "God's Blessing" mission was completed.

Below is a twelve-hour countdown, and there is a line of fine print to explain:

The benevolent gods bless you and wish you the ability to control fire.

It turned out to be a fire-controlling ability.

Bei Nuan wanted to throw the saw in his hand directly.

What kind of cheating **** is this?

In a tribe that worships the **** of water and treats the **** of fire as an evil spirit, it has the ability to control fire. Is there a wool for it?

Maybe, you will be burned to death by someone as a witch... Oh no, drown, right?

Bei Nuan looked at the taskbar carefully. The sentence in the explanation is too simple. What is the control method for this fire control?

Do you control the size of the flame silently with your mind?

Bei Nuan flipped through the space and found a lighter, but now there are people everywhere, so he can't do experiments yet.

Bei Nuan was thinking, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a group of people approaching not far away.

Like a leader inspecting work, a very conspicuous man is surrounded by a group of people.

The man was also dressed in white, but there was a white (color) small stand-up collar and a large robes outside the white clothes.

He had long hair, a handsome face, and his eyes were as calm as lake water, without the slightest ripples, as if he had written the word abstinence clearly on his face.

Seeing this man, Bei Nuan was thinking that he and Lu Xingchi must have a common language.

Because in this chaotic apocalypse, this person also looks abnormally clean, his hair is shining in the sun, his clothes are not messy, and they are white to dazzling.

It seems to be a cleanliness patient again.

The group of people came over here, Bei Nuan looked away and pretended to be busy with the saw.

Lu Xingchi just rubbed Bei Nuan's hair again, Bei Nuan raised his hand and smoothed the hair on the top of his head.

At the same time, Lu Xingchi was sawing off a piece of wood, and the wood fell into the pile of sawdust, making a muffled noise.

When Bei Nuan heard the sound, he turned his head and glanced at it.

Suddenly, the ground leaped, and the piles of sawdust on the ground seemed to have been suddenly lit, and a large flame rose up.

Sawdust is too easy to catch fire, the whole pile of sawdust is instantly ignited, and the flame is one or two feet high.

The flame was too big, everyone around saw it.

There are screams everywhere, probably in this tribe, most people have not seen the fire for a long time, and are a little scared.

Bei Nuan stood there, staring at the flames wondering.

This must be related to the fire control ability that you just got, but why did it suddenly catch fire?

It's all wood, so it's a big trouble to burn it.

Lu Xingchi didn't hesitate at all. Before everyone could react, he had gone to the place where they were building the house and shoveled the soil over with a spade. After a few times, the fire was put out.

The movement here is so loud that all the people who inspected just now gathered around.

"Why did it catch fire all of a sudden?"

Nobody knows.

The nearest Lu Xingchi and Bei Nuan are the most suspicious, but they all wear uniform white clothes and white pants, with only a thin layer of clothing, not even pockets, and there is no place to hide things that you want to hide.

Someone whispered and mysteriously said, "This is Vulcan messing up, right?"

Someone pointed the finger at Lu Xingchi, "What's the matter with this person? How would he know that the fire can be extinguished by covering it with soil?"

Bei Nuan thought: Lu Xingchi is not stupid, is this common sense?

Jue Niu came over and tried to squeeze into the crowd.

He said to the man in the white robe: "Chief Jiahan, these people are newly recruited by the saint Yawen to the tribe today."

The meaning is obvious. They are people who are under the influence of Vulcan outside. They naturally know how to put out the fire, and there is no abnormality. In the future, they can be purified a few more times.

Bei Nuan thought, so the man in the white robe headed by him is the chief Jiahan of this tribe?

Bei Nuan thought the Chief Kahan they had been talking about was an old man, but he didn't expect to be so young.

Bei Nuan suddenly understood, this chief is the object of saint Yawen who acted like a baby on the phone, right?

Immediately replenish the chief saint's love drama with one hundred thousand words.

Kahan raised his hand to stop the chattering of his subordinates.

He did not pursue the matter of the fire, and his focus was not on Lu Xingchi who could put out the fire at all. Instead, he looked at Bei Nuan with curiosity in his eyes.

"You just joined the tribe? Where did you come from?" he asked Bei Nuan.

The voice was steady and gentle, as if she was afraid that the voice would be louder, which scared Bei Nuan.

Bei Nuan told him truthfully that he had come from across the border.

He nodded, "Now there are zombies everywhere outside, don't be afraid, stay here with peace of mind, it's much safer here."

Bei Nuan nodded, "Okay."

Someone next to him reminded in a low voice, "You can't just say yes, you have to salute the chief."

Bei Nuan recalled the knowledge points of the ceremony, worked hard, and gave a gift of the highest standard to the Chief Gahan.

All the people around suddenly laughed.

Bei Nuan:? ? ?

Is it wrong again?

Gahan also smiled, "This is only a gift to the saint of the tribe. I am the chief, not a god, so I don't need to be so solemn."

Suddenly, Jia Han leaned forward and bowed deeply to Bei Nuan.

"This is a salute to the saint." He explained.

Then come again.

"This is a gift to me."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Everyone realized that Chief Gahan, who had always only saluted the holy woman of Yawen, actually bowed to Bei Nuan.

Kahan didn't seem to notice the incident at all, didn't say anything, passed them and continued to move forward.

The group of people who followed him immediately left Bei Nuan and them and caught up with him.

Bei Nuan watched his leaving back, and subconsciously scratched the top of his head.

On the hem of Jiahan's robe, who had already walked a few steps, a flame suddenly rose.

There were people around him, and someone immediately noticed, screaming and desperately pulling at his clothes.

Jiahan turned his head and saw it too.

He was much more calm than others, and immediately pulled off the buttons of his clothes, and immediately took off the robe (tuo) covering the outside.

Someone took a bucket of water and poured it on, and the fire went out.

There are no dangers.

But Bei Nuan is going crazy.

What's the matter with this power, again and again, uncontrollably setting fire everywhere?

If this goes on, there is no guarantee that life will be caused.

Bei Nuan opened the taskbar again and looked around carefully, but did not find any instructions for how to use it.

Bei Nuan sighed and scratched his head in pain.

Not far away, where Bei Nuan was looking, a tree suddenly caught fire.

This time everyone has experience. Someone rushed over with a basin of water and poured it directly on the tree to put out the flames that had just started.

All the people who worked (gan) were silent.

It doesn't seem to be a good sign that there are fires again and again.

Jia Han was very calm.

He glanced at the tree (dry gan) that was blackened by fire, "No (guanguan), don’t be afraid, probably because we’re busy building camp recently and neglected to sacrifice. I’ll go to worship the **** of water in a while, and I’ll be fine tomorrow. ."

It seemed that everyone was very convinced by what he said, and they all bowed deeply to him, scattered and continued (gan) work.

Jiahan also took people away.

But Bei Nuan always felt that before leaving, he seemed to give her a deep look.

Bei Nuan carried the saw, looked at the sawdust on the ground, and figured it out.

When the fire broke out just three times, the same thing happened.

For the safety of everyone's lives, Bei Nuan decided to experiment now.

She found a hidden place behind a large pile of wood, secretly grabbed a large handful of sawdust, and planed a large handful of soil from the ground like a little mouse.

Then staring at the sawdust, (touching Mo) (touching Mo) the hair on top of Lu Xingchi's head (touching Mo) just now.

really.

The moment her fingers reached her head, the little flame sprang up happily on the sawdust.

Bei Nuan knew it.

Can't stump the hair on the top of the head.

Bei Nuan tried again, and found that as long as he concentrated his mind, he could control the size of the flame at will.

If it weren't for this tribe that regards fire as the source of evil, this ability would actually be fun.

It seems that for the next twelve hours, you must not stand your head with your hands. Anyway, there are only twelve hours in total. It will be fine in the past, not a major event.

It didn't take long before it was time for lunch. Someone brought food over, and everyone ate exactly the same.

When Bei Nuan saw it, it was a bit painful.

Lu Xingchi's crow's beak, when playing werewolves (killing sha), cursed the cheating people to eat cassava, but now he really wants to eat boiled cassava.

The conditions here are better than those on the island. In addition to cassava, there are other dishes, and everyone has a portion.

But cassava is still the staple food.

They are all high-yield crops that can survive the famine. Is potato bad? Is sweet potato bad?

Why does this place like cassava so much?

After lunch, the sun burned the ground like a fire. People like them don't have to build houses anymore, they have to change shifts.

Lu Xingchi and the others were taken away, and there was another job (gan gan), and Bei Nuan was assigned to go back to the tent with the women to do needlework.

Bei Nuan half-heartedly learned from others how to stitch fabrics, while silently thinking in her heart:

Never smash your head. Never smash your head.

I don't know why, when I don't have to worry about this, I don't have any problems at all. Now I definitely can't stumble my head, but my head is itchy.

Especially the top of Lu Xingchi's (touching Mo)'s head, it seemed to have a lot of nerves longer than elsewhere, and he kept feeling itchy.

Bei Nuan made up his mind that after this unlucky countdown was over, she must treat her head well.

Grab as you want, or knead as you want.

Bei Nuan's seaming work proceeded extremely slowly. Before dinner, the hem of a piece of clothing was not locked.

Because there is no electricity, the sky is getting dark, everyone is like a bird, ready to clean up (sleep Shui) early.

When Bei Nuan was tossing around in pain and couldn't scratch his head, someone came in the tent.

It was an acquaintance who came.

Saint Yawen walked in front in a white dress, followed by several women, and went straight into the tent.

One of the middle-aged women stepped forward and pointed at Bei Nuan.

"Saint Yawen, I can see clearly, it is her."

Bei Nuan:?

The middle-aged woman was emotional, but she still fought desperately against Xiuye's evil fire, keeping her tone as respectful as possible to the saint.

"I was standing on the ladder behind the house and looking down. I just saw her hiding behind the wood, without even moving, so I lit the fire."

Bei Nuan: "..."

I can see the fire when I hide it so well, my eyes are really good.

Saint Yawen nodded and glanced at Bei Nuan, "Even Jiahan's clothes are lit today. There must be an evildoer who is making trouble. Grab her and throw it into the salt river tomorrow to worship the water god."

Bei Nuan:? ? ?

This saint, saying (killing sha) people is just (killing sha) people, is it so casual?

The tone was natural as if to throw a piece of clothing into the salt river for a wash.

Very Huo Cheng's style.

Several women behind Yawen came up immediately and grabbed Bei Nuan.

"Let her put her in a cage first." Yawen glanced at Bei Nuan, gave a casual command, and turned away.

Several women escorted Bei Nuan to a large empty field in the middle of the camp.

The empty field was surrounded by a circle of newly planted saplings as high as one person, and there was an altar, but it was now empty.

To the side, there were several iron cages lined up, probably only half a person tall, and they looked like they were used to shut down wild beasts.

The middle-aged woman who complained pushed Bei Nuan into one of the iron cages, pushing Bei Nuan staggering.

She locked the cage door with a lock.

"The saint confessed that she will call a few men over tomorrow morning and sink her into the salt river with the cage." She said.

The cage was too short to stand, so Bei Nuan (gan gan) sat down cross-legged.

There is nothing to worry about.

Tomorrow morning, if Lu Xingchi finds out that she is missing, he will definitely come to her.

So the people in the Baibang tribe saw wood for a long time and sewed a piece of clothing. It is estimated that they will have to turn their faces in the end.

Bei Nuan glanced contemptuously at the small broken lock on the cage door.

The only problem is that tonight is probably such a (exposed) day (sleeping in Shui) all night.

The women locked the cage door, turned away from Bei Nuan no longer.

Bei Nuan suddenly thought of mischief.

Bei Nuan put her elbows on her knees, looking at the backs of the women, with the other hand happily scratching her head, which was already very itchy and wanted to scratch.

The middle-aged woman who had just complained hadn't walked a few steps before, and a small flame suddenly rose from the bottom of her clothes.

The flames scorched up along the clothes, emitting a dazzling light in the night, and several women were taken aback and screamed desperately.

Several people jumped, tore and tugged, and finally got off the burning clothing.

They looked back at Bei Nuan in horror. They didn't dare to come back and fled. They didn't know if they went back to heal the wound or went to sue their saint again.

Bei Nuan thought to herself, just putting on a small fire and not burning her hair is already a good deed every day.

She couldn't lie down in the cage, Bei Nuan just leaned on the iron railing and became confused.

When I was drowsy (sleeping Shui), I suddenly heard a small voice.

Bei Nuan opened his eyes.

A pair of dark eyes was looking at her very close, still upside down.

Turned out to be the Great Sage.

It was hanging upside down on the cage, blinking, looking at Bei Nuan.

The gap between the iron cage railings was big enough for it, and it got in by itself.

Seeing Bei Nuan opened his eyes, it seemed to be very happy. He swished and jumped onto Bei Nuan's lap, humming, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Why are you here?" Bei Nuan was extremely surprised.

It's a pity that the Great Sage can't speak.

Bei Nuan then figured it out. Although it was hidden last night, it has been quietly following them all the way to here.

"You came to me, are you hungry again?"

Bei Nuan took out a handful of cassava (dry gan) from the space.

The Great Sage took her hand, finished the cassava (dry gan), and jumped off her knee.

Bei Nuan thought it was full and planned to leave, but saw that the Great Sage arrived at the cage door and pulled the lock on the cage door.

Bei Nuan laughed, "I can't open it, there is no (guan) system, someone will let me out tomorrow."

The Great Sage looked back at her, as if he didn't quite understand what she was talking about, he suddenly squeezed out from the iron railing and disappeared into the darkness.

Within a minute, it came back again, with a thin branch in its little paw.

It carefully poked the branch into the key hole of the lock and stabbed it all at once.

It really wants to release Bei Nuan from the cage.

Bei Nuan was suddenly moved.

She rescued it from the cage last time, now it's her turn to rescue her.

This little monkey knows his gratitude and is better than many people (strong qiang).

"In fact, if you really want to save me," Bei Nuan suggested sincerely, "Do you remember the person who locked you up last time? Just go find him and bring him over."

When the Great Sage heard her talking, it was still a long list, and looked back at her, his expression was completely--

Don't understand.

Bei Nuan thought for a while, and made a gesture with one hand in the shape of a claw, and pressed the palm of the other hand.

"Do you remember the person who used the cage to detain you? Just the cold one, who doesn't even laugh. Go and find him."

Dashengyuan stared at her with slippery eyes, trying to understand her.

After understanding for a long time, he suddenly got out of the cage and disappeared.

Just when Bei Nuan thought it was really late to find Lu Xing, it came back again, dragging a big blanket.

The big sage is too small and the blanket is too big. It took a lot of effort to pull him to the cage, and then he wanted to pull it into the cage.

Bei Nuan quickly helped it pull the blanket in, and suddenly understood.

It was wrong.

Probably it understood the words "cold" and thought Bei Nuan was very cold.

Bei Nuan couldn't laugh or cry.

I don't know where the blanket came from. It looks pretty. It is embroidered with intricate patterns and decorated with long tassels on all sides.

The little monkey looked at Bei Nuan invitingly, and Bei Nuan reached out (touching Mo) (touching Mo) his head and put the blanket on him.

It's really warm.

There was a sudden movement not far away.

A large group of people came over here.

At the forefront was the saint Yawen, and among the people behind were a few women who had just locked Bei Nuan.

Bei Nuan could hear someone saying: "I saw her set a fire with my own eyes! The fire suddenly appeared, especially evil!"

Bei Nuan didn't care about anything, and first said to the Great Sage: "Great Sage, hurry up and hide."

This time the great sage looked at Bei Nuan, and then at the people coming here, and immediately understood what she was saying.

It swishes up like a small arrow, and hides it for the first time.

But the hiding place is very problematic.

It rushed to Bei Nuan, jumped on Bei Nuan's shoulder in twos and threes, and hugged Bei Nuan's head with all his hands.

Bei Nuan: "..."

Its small paws are directly buckled on Bei Nuan's head.

It was too nervous, and Bei Nuan's scalp hurt when his paws caught him, and Bei Nuan hurriedly broke his paws with his hands.

The fingers thump to the top of the head.

At this moment, Bei Nuan was trying to look up at the Great Sage, but the Great Sage was behind her head and couldn't see it. As far as her eyes could be, the canopy of the small tree next to her.

As if being sprayed by a flame jet, a few trees next to the empty field ignited a raging flame.

The burning tree crown is like a huge torch, illuminating the entire empty field.

Bei Nuan was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hands.

A group of people walking here can all see that in the light of the flame, the girl in the cage is dressed in a tapestry with complicated patterns, sitting cross-legged and dignified, riding a small monkey on her neck, firmly hugging Holding her head.

Everyone was stunned.

Bei Nuan accidentally set off the fire again, not daring to pull the Great Sage again, and when he looked up, he saw something strange.

The large group of people who had just walked this way violently suddenly all knelt down and knelt together.

Only the saint Yawen, standing alone, was also staring at Bei Nuan blankly.

As if seeing the most terrifying sight in the world.

It took a long time for her to find her voice, and yelled at the people behind her with a dumb throat, "What are you kneeling (gan)? Stand up, now throw her into the salt river!"

However, no one moved.