Extraordinary members of the last days

Chapter 17

Ming Zhi carefully rummaged through his backpack. Besides food, there was also, uh, toothpaste and toothbrush.

When it comes to brushing teeth, Ming Zhi has an extraordinary persistence!Maybe it's because when she was in the first grade of junior high school, her wisdom teeth got inflamed once, and her whole head was swollen like a pig's head for four days in a row. The ridicule from many sides triggered a total of more than a dozen wars, big and small.

Since that time, Mingzhi has insisted on brushing three times a day for at least 3 minutes a day!Even if the conditions do not allow it now, you must make sure to do it every day!Here's the bottom line! !Never compromise!
She looked around, moved a tin box that was almost empty, poured out the contents, put the small lunch boxes for three people in, and put a toothbrush in each, next to a fat white big toothpaste.

During this process, Wen Ling kept staring curiously, and only asked after Ming Zhi finished his work, "Ming Zhi, what is this?"

"Toothbrush and toothpaste."

"What is it for?"

"brush teeth."

"Oh."

Mo Yi, who was driving in front, heard their conversation, looked back, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Uh, sister, you are really interested."

"Remember! You have to brush your teeth once a day, you know?!" Ming Zhi said in an undeniably tough tone.

"Isn't it?"

"Hmph, in this world, it's hard to find even a doctor, and what we eat is irregular. If there is tooth decay or something, hum!" Ming Zhi instantly turns into a ghost when it comes to dental problems!He also talked more.

There is no bottom line for negotiation! !

"I'll do what Ming Zhi says." Wen Ling looked at Ming Zhi seriously, without hesitation.

"good!"

Mo Yi wants to cry in front of him, brushing his teeth or something, brushing his teeth in the last days, discussing and insisting on brushing his teeth every day in the last days, it's really too wild
After driving around for a few hours along the road, I basically asked all the questions I could ask in Wenling, and then I started teaching martial arts! !
Although the space in the car is limited, Wen Ling said that you can exercise the response of your upper limbs first.

then
"It's too slow!" It really confirmed that sentence. There are specializations in martial arts. When it comes to martial arts, Wen Ling is definitely an expert.Now he seems to be a different person, his eyes are clear, and he can't tolerate a single mistake.

"Come again!"

"The right hand passed!"

"Again!" Ming Zhi gritted his teeth and insisted, and if he made a mistake, Wen Ling would slap the back of his hand mercilessly, and it would turn blue after a while, and the pain was so painful.

"The left side is still slow!" Another click.

"!" It started from the beginning again.

"Don't raise your right arm so high, it's redundant!"

"The wrist is too stiff!"

"Shoulders, upper arms, remember, your arms are yours alone! Not separate!"

"Is it just so stiff?! Did you use a dagger?!" Wen Ling struck again and again mercilessly, "Hmph, it's no different from a wooden stick!"

Mo Yi saw it clearly through the front rearview mirror. Although he felt sorry for Ming Zhi, he also knew that every word Wen Ling said was on point, and he didn't say anything.

In the last days, only the strong can survive better.

"Yes, Not Bad."

This is the first compliment that Mingzhi has received in two hours.

"Why are you in a daze?!" Wen Ling slapped Ming Zhi on the head, "Continue!"

Ming Zhi gritted his teeth, tried his best to ignore the faint pain in his arms, concentrated his energy, and followed Wen Ling's words.

Gradually, she could feel the progress little by little, her shots became faster, her movements became smoother, and many things that she felt awkward before were smoothed over. All solved.

"Okay, let's stop." Obviously, he is also very satisfied with Ming Zhi's ability to endure hardships and studious, and his good talent Wen Ling.

"I can still persist." Biting her lip, Ming Zhi said, this obvious improvement made her want to stop.

"No, it's been an hour and a half," Wen Ling rebuffed straight away, "In your current situation, it would be too much to go on."

"That's right, sister, you won't be fat in one breath, so take your time," Mo Yi also said.

Seeing what they all said, Ming Zhi could only nod his head.And she also understands this truth.

It didn't feel like he was concentrating on confronting Wen Ling just now, but now when he stopped, Ming Zhi felt his arms were burnt, burning and hurting!A little movement is like a needle prick!
I don't know how many times I was hit by Wen Ling just now, he is a martial arts practitioner, how strong is that hand!No need to look, Ming Zhi knows that there must be many places that are bruised and swollen.

"Hey?!" Opening his eyes and enduring it, Ming Zhi suddenly felt that someone raised his arm and gently rubbed it, and opened his eyes to take a look.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Ling kneaded skillfully, "Look carefully at the position where I knead, and memorize the acupoints, so that you can clean up often by yourself in the future, promoting blood circulation and removing stasis."

"Thank you." But then Mingzhi began to mourn for his future life, often tidying up. Does this mean that this situation will be commonplace?
However, as long as he can develop skills, Ming Zhi will never care about it. This kind of small pain is much lighter than when he was kicked on his body by those little dead children when he was a child!
"From tomorrow onwards, at the hour of every day, the two of you will stand on horseback for an hour, and your footing is too unstable." Master Wen, who had already turned on the ghost animal mode, spoke very majesticly.The tone was the same as Ming Zhixia's teeth brushing notice, there was no room for rebuttal, and of course, neither of the two with unstable footings would be able to rebut.

But uh.

"Wenling, Chenshi, when is it?" Mo Yi was the first to ask this question.

"Chenshi is Chenshi." Wen Ling felt that there was nothing to explain.

"Well, your timing method may be different from ours." Mo Yi explained.

"I will call you when the time comes." After thinking about it, Wen Ling suggested this method.

After driving for a while, it is still on the highway, but it is already dark, and it is estimated that the surrounding scenery will not change for a few hours.

So, the three decided to stop and cook.

Driving the car into a relatively flat place next to it, the three of them took a look around the situation first, then got out of the car and started the stove!
The three of them pulled out a few iron plates from the car, shoveled the surrounding snow, and cleared a piece of land to set up a bonfire frame, and then set up a pot. The chef and the only cook, Mingzhi, added water and steamed rice. .It's late at night, everyone is tired all day, and we still have to eat enough, so we won't make instant noodles.

The water is easy to handle, there is snow everywhere, first boil a few handfuls, brush the pot, and then start the fire.

Look at the pile of food, cough, it's actually very monotonous, but Mingzhi still doesn't want to expose her own space prematurely, she needs time and verification, whether she is a reliable partner or not.

Seeing Mo Yi who had been driving for a long time and doing various stretching exercises with a cigarette in his mouth, and Wen Ling who had jumped out of the role of a strict teacher and regained his innocent expression, Ming Zhi gritted his teeth, please give me a little more time, a little more , just a little.

The temperature is very low, it is estimated to be close to minus ten degrees. Anyway, the three of them are not delicate, and they will be warmer by doing a few more activities while waiting for the meal.There were not too many complaints, and the biggest effect of complaints at this time was to make morale even lower.

It is still the same as before, a can is used as the bottom of the pot, boiled, then add two small hams, and sprinkle a handful of dried vegetables.

Then the three of them ate around the fire with their small lunch boxes in their hands, leaning against the mighty and huge armored vehicle, which was not bad.

Wen Ling was looking at the lighter in front of him in unspeakable shock. Well, it was the first time he knew that besides eating chickens, some of them could breathe fire.

After eating, there was still a lot of rice left. It was the first steaming, Ming Zhi didn't know how much it was suitable for, anyway, it was cold, so it couldn't be spoiled.Covered with a small plastic bag that has just been dug out, and kneaded into rice balls, it takes up less space and is convenient to eat.

After supervising both of them brushing their teeth, the three returned to the car to rest!Groups of two and two took turns to watch the night. Although there were no people around, the possibility of unexpected situations was not ruled out at that time.

Then there was Zama, Mingzhi and Mo Yi saw the time of Chen in Wenlingkou, it was about seven o'clock, if the watch was not broken.

Striding their horses, Ming Zhi and Mo Yi tried their best to hold on, their whole body swaying uncontrollably, Mo Yi was better than Ming Zhi, but not much better, Wen Ling scoffed at the training he said.

"Those, what are they?" Suddenly, Wen Ling asked questions that had been almost non-stop since yesterday.

The two looked up and immediately calmed down.Zombies, and there are only two of them.

"Ah, that," Mo Yi took the time to reply, trying not to sound so vibrato, "The whole world is like this, and most people have become like this ghost. Anyway, you are idle Idle, Neng, I'll kill you."

After observing for a while, Wen Ling said: "It's a bit like a puppet."

"Yeah, but I changed this myself." Mo Yi smiled painfully, which was uglier than crying, "Wen Ling, how long is it?"

"Two quarters of an hour."

Two quarters of an hour is half an hour, right? !Mo Yi turned his head, looked at the bright branches that were dripping with beads of sweat in the cold weather, gritted his teeth, a little girl could stand it, man, can we lose? !

"Don't get bitten!" Looking at Wen Ling who was more curious than anything else and walked towards the zombie, Ming Zhi reminded, "You will die if you get scratched!" Saying a word was like shouting, exhausted.

"Oh." Wen Ling nodded obediently.

Mo Yi and Ming Zhi tried their best to keep their eyes wide open, and they could see Wen Ling from a distance, as if he was out to play, he leaned in front of one of the zombies, then one of them leaned back to avoid the claws that were caught, and then walked close to the ground, sliding to the The second zombie came up to him, looked at it, and probably thought it was the same.

Then the only two spectators saw Wenling do a front flip, easily over the top of the zombie's head, and after landing, the zombie's head came down together.

Needless to say how the other zombie was dealt with, anyway, the audience had already fallen down before they could react.

Wen Ling swung the dagger and came back.

"Is there such a thing everywhere?"

"Yeah." Mo Yi looked at the dagger in Wen Ling's hand with some greed, it didn't even get any blood on it, it's a good thing!
"Is it the plague?"

"Almost." Seeing that Wen Ling didn't seem to be concerned, Mo Yi said seriously, "It's true that there is nothing to fear in twos and threes, but imagine what it would be like when you are faced with thousands of people? They are tireless and painless."

Wen Ling thought for a while, became serious, and cupped his fists, "I underestimated the enemy."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Mo Yi couldn't hold his fists in return, although he thought it was cool.He is busy grinning hard now, blinking his eyes, pushing the sweat away, it hurts when it falls into his eyes.

(End of this chapter)