After I Became a Zombie, My Face Is Paralyzed

Chapter 47: Eating fungus poisoning

The spring rain that had been raining for several days finally stopped early the next morning.

Then Xiao Shenwei found a small pile of dried mushrooms and berry pine nuts on the windowsill.

He thought of the grey squirrel from last night.

From the woods came the crowing of pheasants.

Xiao Shenwei and Rong Yun looked at each other:

Chicken Stew with Mushrooms! !

However, the actual process of catching chickens was not pleasant, at least Xiao Shenwei felt that his IQ was insulted by a pheasant.

Who can tell him why this pheasant can fly so high? ? ? ?

Even if you fly high, you still throw **** at them in mid-air? ! ? ! ? !

There was chaos in the valley, and Lulu was squatting while blowing bubbles while watching the play.

Xiao Shenwei took a breath while leaning on his knees, looking at the pheasants with their wings flapping and chirping and flying happily in the sky, one hundred and eight ways to eat chicken came to mind.

He casually picked up a brick-sized piece of wood at his feet, aimed at the pheasant, and raised his hand to charge.

"call out-"

The yellow wooden block drew a beautiful arc in the air, and it precisely brushed the pheasant's wings and flew to the forest on the other side.

"Bang-"

"Hey hey-"

Lin Sen clutched the bag that was slowly swollen on his head, squatted in the corner of the wall with tears in his eyes and didn't dare to say a word.

Xiao Shenwei: "...Sorry...Slippery—I'll try again."

"call out-"

"Mom-"

Cheng Fei dodged the Tu Kela flying towards him, but failed to escape the crossbar blocking the road under his feet.

When he stumbled, Cheng Fei rushed forward and knocked Zheng Lu down. The two of them rolled into a ball and crashed into the kennel.

The three wolves sleeping in the kennel were awakened.

The soup dumplings, who had a serious feeling of getting out of bed, were gnashing their teeth and biting.

Dumpling buns, revered as glutinous rice balls, followed and seemed to treat this as a game of hunting.

The pheasants were flying in the sky, the wolves were chasing them on the ground, and the savage people (?) were screaming for help, but they were still thrown to the ground and accepted the loving kisses of the three gray wolves.

Charcoal joined the wolves excitedly, rolling his head in the rain-soaked mud.

Xiao Shenwei was silent for a while.

... it seems to be more messy.

Hanamaki squatted on the window sill and meowed, then turned her **** to face the window, as if she couldn't bear to look anymore.

It was Rong Yun who finally caught the pheasant.

Tang Qiu rubbed the silt that had begun to solidify at the corner of his clothes, and patted Xiao Shenwei on the shoulder:

"Xiao, darling, let's stop littering things in the future, okay?"

Xiao Shenwei: "…"

Pheasant: "Cuckoo!"

…

Although the process was not very pleasant, when a fire was set up in the open space in front of the house and the water in the pot began to bubbling, everyone's mood instantly became clear.

Some of the mushrooms left by the gray squirrel were inedible, so they were picked out and put aside.

Charcoal Head was attracted by the bright colors of those mushrooms, and curiously wanted to play with it, but Xiao Shenwei slapped it away:

"Can't eat, go farther."

The feathers of the pheasant are difficult to pluck, but they are beautiful, with colorful dazzling brilliance in the sun.

Ni Youqing, the only woman here, collected some chicken feathers, made a beautiful wreath with pine cone shells, small berries brought by the gray squirrel, and green leaf buds of plants in the valley, and hung it on the door of the laboratory.

Forest tree houses and garlands, the stair railings made of small trunks with thick arms are wrapped with green vines, and there are tiny unknown flowers blooming, and there is a wild beauty with a grassy atmosphere everywhere.

Xiao Shenwei looked at his bare wooden house, and suddenly felt that he would not enjoy life at all.

After thinking about it, he strung a pair of small puppets that he had carved for a long time and hung them on the porch.

When the wind blows, there will be a soft sound of wood colliding.

The processed chicken pieces were tumbling in the pot, the mushrooms were diced and thrown into the pot, and the fresh aroma slowly spread out with the rising heat.

A few people were playing cards in front of the pot. The black hole of the game, Xiao Shenwei, did not participate, but leaned against Rong Yun's back with the flower scroll, squinting at the sky.

Ni Youqing's three experimental assistants squatted in a neat row with their bowls in their hands, looking at the pieces of meat in the pot eagerly.

Charcoal head and three young wolves play in the grass, grinding their teeth on the wood left over to build the house.

The three young wolves have lost their childishness, showing some ferocity belonging to the descendants of the wolf king.

So the charcoal head, who is also a wolf clan, is even more naive.

Xiao Shenwei looked at the charcoal head grinning and gnawing on the grass on the grass, and finally chose to give up the treatment.

...I've made do with it, what else can I throw away?

When the aroma in the pot reached a climax, Lin Sen's three hazelnuts, whose eyes began to glow green, were about to overflow.

When Xiao Shenwei and the others were already eating, the three of them were still squatting on the spot, daring not to move.

Until Ni Youqing shouted:

"What are you looking at? Come and eat."

"Oh, oh, alright!"

Eight people were sitting in a circle, with chicken soup tumbling in the middle. The air was filled with the coolness of early spring and the freshness after the rain, but more of it was the aroma of warm food.

The mellowness of the pheasant soup and the deliciousness of the mushrooms are perfectly integrated. The meat pieces and diced mushrooms are rolling in the brown-yellow soup. A layer of yellow oily flowers floats on the soup. the taste of.

Ping Hanhai brought out a bottle of white wine that he had kept for a long time and was not willing to drink it, poured it into a small wood-carved wine cup, and distributed it.

This is Xiao Shenwei's first drink.

He leaned in and took a sip, and the hot taste rushed straight to the Tianling Gai from his mouth.

"Well-"

Xiao Shenwei's face suddenly turned red, and even his eyes were filled with hazy water.

He put down the wine cup and silently started eating meat with rice.

The wild game grown in the wild is much more delicious than the broiler chicken in the farm.

Coupled with fresh mushrooms and some spice and wild onions, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is delicious in the world.

Several people chatted and wrangled while eating, and the atmosphere was once harmonious.

It's just that Xiao Shenwei was eating and eating, and his mind began to faint slowly.

Maybe the effect of alcohol?

Xiao Shenwei thought.

Just slowly, Xiao Shenwei felt that something was wrong in front of him.

...Why, there are two Rong Yun in front of me

Xiao Shenwei rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was a little confused by alcohol.

When I opened my eyes again, there were three.

Xiao Shenwei: ...? ? ?

The three Rong Yun stood in a row in front of them, and behind them, huge jellyfish and strange halos began to float.

Xiao Shenwei was silent for a moment, then looked down at the mushroom soup in his hand.

...I'm afraid it's not poisoning by eating bacteria.

As soon as he turned his head, Xiao Shenwei saw Ping Hanhai "hehehehe" doing military boxing.

Tang Qiu hugged a tree wildly.

Cheng Fei danced ballet with a stick in his hand.

Ni Youqing held a scalpel in his hand and didn't speak, just stared at Zheng Lu who was holding the bowl in a daze, as if he was going to dissect him on the spot.

Lin Sen cried while holding the charcoal head that was struggling desperately: "lulu...lulu...I love you..."

Charcoal: …

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Xiao Shenwei: I couldn't tell for a while whether it was a real thing or a hallucination caused by poisoning by eating mushrooms.

Only Rong Yun in front of him seemed to be normal.

...although there are now three.

Rong Yun came over, stretched out his hand to take Xiao Shenwei into his arms, and blew against his ear: "Xiao Xiao—"

Xiao Shenwei: I'm sorry, I take back the statement that Rong Yun is normal.

…

Xiao Shenwei didn't know how long their poisoning lasted, at least it was completely dark when he woke up.

There were people lying on the lawn, Xiao Shenwei touched the trunk of the tree that had been bitten by the bald bark, and confirmed that what he had seen and heard before was not an illusion.

...I feel distressed about Tang Qiu's mouth and teeth.

Rong Yun hasn't woken up yet.

His poisoning reaction was unexpectedly well-behaved, he just hugged Xiao Shenwei and didn't let go, and fell asleep after a while.

There is still some dizziness in the head, I don't know if there will be any sequelae.

Of course, the consequence of lying down for a day in the cold spring is that all the eight people present, except for the zombie surnamed Xiao, who is not afraid of cold, caught a cold.

In the end, the few people who lacked common medicines could only hold **** soup and shiver under the quilt.

The people who simply settled down finally realized that they needed to do something to improve their lives now.

The land in the valley is fertile, but they have no seeds to plant.

The on-board generator is too small, and it is a little difficult to supply Ni Youqing's laboratory only.

The usual facilities here are almost non-existent, and they need more supplies, and... manpower.

Building a new home is never a matter of a day or two and takes your time.

Maybe these days are too comfortable, so when Xiao Shenwei and Rong Yun returned to the vast wasteland, they looked at the unmelted snow, the bones of animals everywhere, and the refugees who were frozen to death on the migration road. , appeared in a trance for a moment.

The end is still the end.

The spring breeze in the last four years of mourning did not bring much warmth, but further expanded the mourning virus.

Hordes of zombies roam the wasteland, occasionally gathering to attack human settlements.

There are more and more mourning beasts, and it is more difficult for humans to obtain food.

There have even been cases of accidentally eating the flesh of zombie beasts and being eroded by zombie viruses in some places.

The heavy truck loaded with fresh prey from the oasis was met by onlookers as soon as they entered the city.

They are now in the safe area of Pucheng, which is more than 200 kilometers away from the oasis. They want to exchange some supplies, preferably some seeds of crops.

The wooden utensils made by Ping Hanhai were ignored, but the fresh meat was quickly snapped up by the citizens.

There is a saying that if you have surplus food in your hands, you should not panic.

In the era of mourning, no one will despise their own food reserves.

So hunters never worry about the prey not being sold.

Pucheng has only experienced the severe winter of the end of the mourning era, and also encountered a zombie siege in the beginning of spring.

Although the city was barely kept, the young and strong alphas suffered heavy losses, and the people in the city almost ran out of food.

Therefore, the arrival of Xiao Shenwei and Rong Yun seemed to be a timely rain, and was warmly welcomed by the people of Pucheng.

It's just that the night is getting darker and it is not safe to travel at night, so the two temporarily stayed in the city.

The gifts of the people of Daxing were left in the oasis to maintain the operation of the laboratory, so they only drove out an ordinary heavy truck.

But in the unseen late night, a dark shadow was approaching towards Pucheng, with a rotten smell and heavy breathing, following the smell of human blood, it was advancing rapidly in the night.

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On National Day, I went to Kaifeng to play. I never expected that Kaifeng would suddenly change to rain.

I froze like a silly dog in a short skirt in the crowded streets of Kaifeng.

Yesterday, I went to Gulou to eat the hot pot of Guo Daxia until I fell asleep.

I was so sleepy that I leaned against the wall and slept for twenty minutes.

I don't know why I'm so sleepy. I'm probably the first sand sculpture to fall asleep after eating hot pot.

Worse yet,

Xiaolong said go to sleep and I'll call you later, I'll keep all the delicious food for you.

However, when I woke up after about 20 minutes of sleep,

I found that this guy is eating and eating, and I have received countless ugly photos of me sleeping to the point of drooling on my phone? ? ? ? ? ?

Is something wrong with you? ? ? ?

Well, I'm back, I'll update tomorrow.