A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse

When Bei Nuan woke up in the morning, there were familiar feelings everywhere. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.readwn.com

The room was very bright, and sunlight came in through the lattice curtains and fell on the pillows.

A brown bear is printed on the pillowcase, and a brown bear is printed on the quilt cover. On the bedside is the bear alarm clock that she has used since childhood.

Bei Nuan glanced at the time above, shocked, "Why didn't the alarm clock ring? It's over to be late."

When I was about to sit up, I was in a daze. For a moment, I couldn't remember when it was and where I was going to get up.

Someone suddenly leaned over.

The pair of star-like eyes is right in front of him.

He pressed his lips heavily. Soft and warm.

Bei Nuan suddenly became sober.

Do you want to be so excited in the morning?

"I don't want to take advantage of you while you (sleeping in Shui) sleep," Lu Xingchi muttered in a low voice, "I finally waited until you wake up."

He pressed it down again, patiently tossing around (hook gou) picking, tenderly with her.

Bei Nuan thought to herself, wouldn't it be considered an advantage after waking up?

He was patiently (kissing) her, but Bei Nuan suddenly felt his fingers go across her neck, pulling down the neckline of her t-shirt.

Bei Nuan was taken aback, and instinctively reached out and held it down.

He grabbed her hand and fixed it to her side gently and firmly. He stopped moving her clothes. He lowered his head (kiss wen) through the cloth (kiss wen), which should have been where her scar started.

"Bei Nuan," his voice was as sweet as ever, "don't be afraid to be seen by me."

Bei Nuan knew that he was talking about scars, and whispered: "I told you yesterday that my illness has been cured long ago, and the scars have long gone."

Lu Xingchi raised his eyes, took a look at her, then lowered his head again, and went down a bit (kiss wen) along the scar.

"Whether there is a scar or not," he said, "don't be afraid of being seen by me, I don't care. I don't think you need to take it to heart."

The scorching temperature on his lips came in through his clothes.

"I remember a father who had a son who had an open (chest xiong) operation. There was a scar in front of (胸xiong). Dad had a scar on the front of (胸xiong) to accompany him. Bei Nuan, if you also have one, I am willing to tattoo myself to accompany you."

His tone was serious, and he didn't seem to be joking at all.

Bei Nuan heard him whisper again: "What is a scar? Even if you change your face and skin one day, there is no (guan) type, I can recognize it is you."

Bei Nuan's heart jumped sharply.

What he said is a bit strange.

Did he find something?

Bei Nuan quickly thought about it, and once again made sure that all the things with photos in this house were not there now.

Still can't live here for a long time.

He is too smart, he will find something strange when he is not sure, and he will directly urge him to leave the horse sadly.

Lu Xingchi looked up at her nervous expression, suddenly smiled, and lowered his head again, (thin bao) with nostalgia on the place where her scar was originally located, "Your heart is beating so fast."

Bei Nuan couldn't hold it, his face completely blushed, pushed him away and sat up, and said to him, "It's so late, shall we go out?"

Lu Xingchi did not reluctantly (qiang).

He let go of her and stood up, smiled and promised: "Okay."

There was a book on the desk next to the bed, which should have been reading before Bei Nuan woke up.

Bei Nuan quietly glanced at what he was looking at.

It turned out to be a romance novel.

Bei Nuan hid a whole row of romance novels in the bottom layer of the bookshelf, and he deliberately used other miscellaneous books to cover it outside, but he turned it out.

When the two came out, the floor outside was already rolled up, and everyone got up.

Du Ruo glanced at Lu Xingchi, "It's too much, I haven't come back all night (sleeping in Shui), so brazen."

Bei Nuan understood, Lu Xingchi sat in her room all night.

He kept his promise in good faith and really helped her to wait for Dad all night.

No wonder the eyes that have always been clear are slightly reddish, probably for a whole night (sleeping in Shui).

Lu Xingchi explained: "This place is too strange. I'm afraid of leaving her alone in the room (sleeping in Shui). What will happen."

Tang Yan also said, "Brother Du, you wronged Brother Lu. Brother Lu has been reading at night. He came out to look for candles at midnight last night and said that he was reading and he ran out of candles."

No wonder Bei Nuan dreamed of eating smoked (meat rou) in the first half of the night, and then dreaming of eating (Milk Nai) oil cake in the second half of the night. It turned out that he changed candles.

So Lu **oss was all right when he was watching the night, and worked hard for a night of romance novels?

Jiang Fei's breakfast is ready, and it is still a very light white porridge side dish.

"I wanted to make rice cakes, but Dr. Du said that you are not allowed to make any fried things for you." Jiang Fei reported to Bei Nuan.

Bei Nuan wanted to cry without tears.

I had known this a long time ago. I had to make up another reason for the operation yesterday, saying how good it would be if I accidentally fell and broke a bone. Maybe there is still big bone soup to drink today.

Lu Xingchi glanced at Bei Nuan's painful face, pursed his lower lip, and covered a little smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Du Ruo, don't worry, she can eat anything." Lu Xingchi said.

Bei Nuan raised his head and watched Lu Xingzhi in surprise, as if seeing the light of the savior shining on his head.

"You believe me, she's already well, there is no need to restrict her diet."

Lu Xingchi continued.

"You see, the color (color) of her lips is not purple at all, and she jumps up and down every day. We have been with her for so many days. It's nothing to eat Hesai, right?"

How could he be so good? Bei Nuan was so moved that she almost cried.

Since Lu Xingchi said that, Du Ruo compromised.

"If something goes wrong, you are responsible." Du Ruo warned.

Lu Xingchi nodded calmly, "I am in charge."

Lu Xingchi glanced at the exhilarated Bei Nuan, "However, things like pickled peppers and chicken feet are still not allowed to eat. If you eat too much, your stomach hurts."

Bei Nuan nodded immediately and agreed, anyway, he couldn't see this kind of snacks if he secretly hid them to eat.

Bei Nuan asked Jiang Fei by the way, "Can you get some rice cakes? Also, can you cook noodles?"

Bei Nuan never picks, as long as it is Jiang Fei's dishes, she eats whatever she does, and she is full of praise for everything she eats.

This time it was rare that she took the initiative to order something, and Jiang Fei readily agreed.

Two large plates of rice cakes were served, all deep-fried until they were crisp and golden, and Jiang Fei cooked an extra pot of eight-treasure noodles in red oil.

Du Ruo was a little strange, and asked Bei Nuan: "Why do you suddenly want to eat noodles in the morning?"

Bei Nuan dealt with him, "I dreamed of noodles last night, so I really wanted to eat it when I got up."

Bei Nuan didn't tell the truth. In fact, it happened to be her birthday today.

When I was a child on my birthday, my father would cook noodles for Bei Nuan. I didn’t expect this birthday. Although he was among the zombies, he could still sit at home and eat noodles by chance.

The eight-treasure noodles are made of shrimps, the soup is rich, and the noodles are made by Jiang Fei. They are smooth and chewy.

Bei Nuan was content to eat.

A few of them were like wolves and tigers. They were wiped out too quickly. Jiang Fei fried another plate of rice cakes and brought them up. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something.

He wiped his hands, went back to the house and took out a key.

"Beinuan, I found it on the ground in the morning. See if it's useful."

It is a metal key with a plastic transparent round badge hanging from it.

A blue (color) circular logo is printed on the corner of the small round card, and a small piece of paper is sandwiched in it, which says:

21908 cabinets.

The handwriting was stretched and generous, and Bei Nuan saw that it was father's handwriting.

But Bei Nuan has never seen this key at home. What kind of key is this?

Du Ruo leaned over to look at the sign on the round card, "I know, this is a bank."

Lu Xingchi also turned his head to study it, "The 21908 cabinet of the bank. Is it the bank's safekeeping cabinet?"

Du Ruo was very happy, "Bei Nuan, you are about to discover your family's secret property!"

"Stop it, I don't know how much money is in my family? My dad had counted them when he died."

Bei Nuan took the key to study.

"If it's true, it might be something that my dad hides that is important to him. But even if I have the key, I can't fly to that bank to see it now."

In the past, there was indeed a bank near Bei Nuan’s home. It was hard to remember what the sign of the bank was. It seemed to be a bit similar to this one.

But Du Ruo's conclusive appearance shows that at least in this world, there is such a bank.

"Sister Nuannuan," Tang Tan said hesitantly, "Actually I think, since you can find your house here, why not (gan gan) look for this bank nearby? Maybe there is. This storage cabinet."

Du Ruo immediately agreed: "It makes sense."

Bei Nuan looked up at Lu Xingchi.

Lu Xingchi has always been sane and calm, but this time he even smiled, "You can try it."

Several people carried their bags and prepared to go out to find a bank.

Bei Nuan reluctantly walked around the room again before walking out the door.

You can't stay out for a lifetime.

Bei Nuan prayed silently in her heart, hoping to open the door when she returned, and the room was still there.

The sun was bright outside, but the buildings and roads were all gray. Bei Nuan and the others inquired about on the road. Everyone laughed when they heard that they were looking for a bank.

"At this time, what else do you look for a bank (gan gan)? Where's the bank from?"

Bei Nuan persevered, "Is there no bank in this city before?"

"Before? Maybe there have been."

Someone next to him (insert cha) said, "It seems that the main road is going straight ahead. There is a house on the right side of the road. It has been closed for many years."

Bei Nuan and the others were like treasures, looking for them all the way, and finally found them.

It was a small bank door face, tattered, and inside, not to mention the safekeeping cabinet, there was nothing but a few walls, and it was completely empty long ago.

Most importantly, look at the sign on it. The bank's logo is red (color), not the one printed on the key card.

Bei Nuan held the key left by his father in his hand, a little lost.

A team of motorcades whizzed past on the road, raising dust in the sky.

In the front jeep, a man held the open door with one hand, like a minibus conductor to and from the suburbs, leaning half of his body out of the car and shouting, "Anyone going out of the city to find supplies? Give three days of meals Tickets! Three-day meal tickets have been issued!"

Lu Xing pondered for a moment, then caught a passerby and asked, "Where do they go out of the city to find supplies?"

"It's a small city to the west, with everything inside, but it's a pity that there are zombies everywhere."

The enthusiastic uncle next to him said: "You want to join the search team? You can sign up at the gate."

Some people advised them, "You can get a ticket to enter the search team, but it's very dangerous. You have to think about it."

Bei Nuan understands what Lu Xingchi means, so not far from here, is there a small city?

Where there is a city, there must be a bank.

It feels a bit ridiculous, holding the key to another world, looking everywhere for the bank and safe deposit box here, as if to carve a boat for a sword.

But you can try it, what if it succeeds?

So ten minutes later, Bei Nuan and the others came to the gate.

Sure enough, a search team was waiting at the door to set off, recruiting people who were willing to leave the base to collect supplies, probably because the place to go was too dangerous and not many people signed up.

Lu Xingchi, they registered information one by one.

The search team is a group of men who seem to know each other very well. They all stand or sit in a group at the door, joking and joking with each other.

Their captain, whose surname was Zheng, stood leaning against the registered table.

He is a man with a cold face, his facial features are as sharp as a knife, and his chin is full of green stubble.

At first glance, he had crawled and beaten in the last days (touching Mo), speaking briefly and (strongly), and was playing with a gun in his hand.

He glanced at Lu Xingchi and them, and didn't say anything. When he looked at Bei Nuan again, he frowned.

He said: "The search team does not bring family members."

Du Ruo said "Oh" and patted Bei Nuan, "Then we have to go back, you must be careful yourself."

Lu Xingchi smiled, and followed Du Ruo and his "family members" and left.

Captain Zheng: "..."

The search team has always been difficult to recruit people, and finally came these few looking young and strong, and Captain Zheng had to stop them and ask the registered person to also write down Bei Nuan's name.

A few of them are neatly dressed (dry gan), and they are beautiful, incompatible with the rough guy style of the search team.

Bei Nuan heard someone laugh in a low voice: "Where are these young ladies?"

"They thought they were participating in a tourist group."

Bei Nuan pretended not to hear and ignored them.

"What kind of weapons do you use?" the registered person asked. "If you don't have one, you can get it. There are knives and crowbars."

Lu Xing turned Xia late and motioned to Bei Nuan to open the backpack on his back.

Pei Nuan stood on tiptoe, unzipped the zipper of his backpack, and strenuously pulled out his steel crossbow from the inside.

Jiang Fei (touching Mo) showed them a pair of daggers, "I have it myself."

Du Ruo stabbed Bei Nuan, "My knife."

Bei Nuan is in pain: His sword is too long, how can he take it out of his backpack silently like a crossbow? Is he thinking of a trick?

But everyone's attention was attracted by Lu Xingchi's exquisite black crossbow, and they all looked around.

Bei Nuan took the opportunity to quickly take Du Ruo's Minghong knife out of his backpack, unreasonably.

As soon as Du Ruo's knife came out of the bag, he immediately grabbed the limelight of the black crossbow.

Because it is too fancy.

The knife is big and long, decorated with patterns on its body, and its shape is exaggerated.

Du Ruo waved triumphantly.

Someone knows the same as Bei Nuan when he saw this knife for the first time, and tentatively asked, "Do you use this knife for cosplay? Has it been edged?"

Carefully (touch Mo) with your finger (touch Mo).

Bei Nuan said in his heart, no more (touch Mo), I know, it didn't open.

The onlookers poked the silver (colored) blade, "It doesn't look like iron, it seems to be made of...resin?"

Isn't it?

Bei Nuan couldn't help but look at the blade.

Lu Xing lowered his voice in her ear and said, "Don't look at it, it's probably really made of resin. I just wanted to do it, but I can't do it."

In order to save Du Ruo's face, Lu **oss wanted to temporarily help him on the spot. He didn't expect that this knife was not even metal.

Bei Nuan: "..."

Du Ruo didn't care, and waved twice, "What about resin? Can it be used?"

Captain Zheng did not continue to entangle Du Ruo's knife, and let Tang Yuan, who had no weapons, pick up the weapon.

Bei Nuan also wanted to follow along to get a crowbar.

The men on the search team laughed together when they saw she wanted to get a crowbar.

"Can the little girl use a crowbar?"

"I think your arm is not as thick as a crowbar hahahahaha..."

"Don't give it to her, as soon as she is afraid of throwing a crowbar into a pile of zombies, we will lose one for nothing."

Bei Nuan suddenly refused to accept, "I don't know how to swing a crowbar, but I can use a gun."

This group of men laughed harder this time, as if they heard the most funny joke in the world.

Captain Zheng didn't smile. He raised his eyebrows and handed the gun to Bei Nuan.

"Oh? I'll take a shot and see."

Then he bent down and picked up an empty can on the ground, danglingly walked to the gate, and placed it on the registration table for the guards at the gate.

This distance is about 20 meters, not too close to the opponent's gun.

Bei Nuan looked at the gun in his hand.

It is a silver (color) hand gun. The body of the gun is all steel. It is polished brightly, which is much heavier than the semi-plastic one Bei Nuan used in the last cage fight.

The gun was loaded and the hammer opened.

Bei Nuan held her hands in a good position, aimed at the can on the table, and pulled the trigger.

Can't move.

There was a louder laughter on Thursday and Monday.

Captain Zheng reluctantly took the gun and helped her remove the insurance.

Bei Nuan blushed, re-targeted the can and fired a shot.

The can flew at the sound, clanging and falling to the ground.

The people around stopped laughing.

At this distance, there are many people who can't hit the target with a pistol or a light magazine. It's pretty good to hit a can.

However, some people still disagree.

A little thin man groaned.

"Anyone who doesn't even know the insurance, this is a random shot, the blind cat has a dead mouse, right?"

Captain Zheng heard his words and glanced at Bei Nuan, "Then try another shot."

Then click on the little skinny man, "Go and put the jar on."

The little skinny man laughed, with a look of "see how many more luck you can hit again", and ran over to place the can.

He found the fly can on the ground, and when he was about to put it back on the table, he casually glanced at it, but his face (color) changed.

Captain Zheng saw him holding the jar still, and asked him, "What's the matter? What's in a daze?"

Holding a can in his hand, the thin man turned his head and looked shocked, "She... the gun she just hit happened to be on the star..."

The can is dark blue (color), and the upper part is printed with three yellow (color) stars. Although the color (color) is conspicuous, it is not as big as a peanut.

The bullet that Bei Nuan had just pierced a hole in the star in the center.

Everyone is looking at the stars.

At this distance, the eyes are not so good, it is not visible at all.

Just then, with a bang, the gun rang again.

The thin man threw away the can in fright.

Then came the third gunshot.

The thin man squatted directly on the ground, hugged his head, and shrank into a ball as much as possible, not daring to move.

Bei Nuan obediently returned the gun to Captain Zheng and asked, "Don't shoot anymore, right?"

Captain Zheng glanced at her without saying anything. He walked to the opposite table and picked up the can that had fallen on the ground.

Three shots, through three stars.

Including the gun fired when the can is flying in the air.

Captain Zheng came back with a can in silence. This time everyone saw the three neatly arranged holes in the can in his hand.

The group of men who laughed so happily just now are silent.

Bei Nuan thought to herself, Lu **oss was upset, and it was so scary to launch a rush.

He controlled the first shot, and he fired the second and third shots directly. Bei Nuan didn't even pull the trigger.