Doomsday: Don't bother me with salted fish

Jian Yue looked again and again, it was Tang Yushu who was right.

Tang Yushu lives in a shady room on the third floor. In this season, it is cooler than other rooms. With the windows open, there is a slight night breeze. She sleeps very deeply, which is convenient for Jianyue to move around.

Jian Yue used her ability to open the anti-theft fence of the window. There was nothing under the window, and she casually threw the zombie's head in, making a dull sound.

The head of the zombie is still alive, but it has lost its jaw and throat, and cannot make a sound. Only the upper jaw is moving, as if it can eat fresh flesh and blood.

Tang Yushu reacted to the movement, but did not wake up. Jian Yue breathed a sigh of relief, went downstairs, found the neighborhood, and walked all the way home.

I encountered several waves of patrols on the road, but Jian Yue quickly dodged them. The days are short in summer, and after tossing so far, the sky is already dawning.

When she got home, Jian Yue simply took a cold shower, and while calculating how many hours she could rest, she walked to the bed, and just as she sat down, she heard a slightly complaining voice.

"Sister Yue, you haven't been here all night, where did you go?"

It's Tan Qian.

Last night, I ate too much watermelon. I wanted to go to the toilet not long after I fell asleep, and found that Jian Yue who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed was not there. I got up again in the middle, and she still couldn't see Jian Yue. Only then did I realize that Jian Yue sneaked out.

Jian Yue was taken aback: "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Sister Yue, where did you go last night? Did you secretly seek revenge on Tang Yushu? Such a fun thing, why didn't you take me?"

"I made a temporary decision, and it's inconvenient to take you." Jian Yue didn't intend to hide it, and said, "I went out and got a fresh zombie head, and threw it in Tang Yushu's room. She must be very surprised to see this in the morning."

Tan Qian smiled: "Sister Yue, you are so bad, I like it very much."

People who have never killed zombies can be frightened crazy when they wake up and find a zombie in the room, even if it is just a zombie head.

"Fortunately, it's not abnormal enough." Jian Yue said modestly.

She had thought about it, and she would give Tang Yushu gifts frequently in the future, but not every day. Tang Yushu would definitely change rooms every day. It would be more exciting to give Tang Yushu a sudden gift, or put it in her arms next time.

"It's a pity that I can't hear her screams with my own ears." Tan Qian felt a little regretful.

"It may be too late for you to go now, she may not have woken up yet."

Jian Yue reported Tang Yushu's house number.

"Forget it, I'm going to sleep again."

Tan Qian lay down and put on the blindfold. In order to catch Jian Yue who slipped out in the middle of the night, she didn't sleep well at all.

Jian Yue didn't say anything, and lay down to catch up on sleep.

Not long after dawn, an extremely loud scream broke out in a certain community, which woke up all the other people who hadn't woken up yet.

Tang Yushu looked at the zombie heads that suddenly appeared in the room, and was frightened out of her wits. How could this thing appear suddenly?
The parents of the Tang family who followed the sound also exclaimed in unison when they saw the head of the zombie.

The three of them looked at the head of the zombie, but none of them dared to do anything. Finally, they invited the patrol team and let the patrol team take it away.

This incident became a big anecdote, who threw the zombie's head into it.

Although there is no evidence, Tang Yushu is very sure that Jian Yue did it.

——Jane Yue——

Jian Yue didn't get up until noon, and almost missed lunch.

After the meal, Jian Yue still found a secluded corner to absorb the crystal nucleus.

Seeing that Jian Yue was busy, everyone didn't disturb her.

In the evening, Yan Min came to visit and mentioned the inexplicable zombie head that appeared in Tang Yushu's room.