An Xiu'er was annoyed by his harassment and quickly grabbed his hand to stop him from moving. She said with a serious face: "Tell me, sister, why have you grown so tall in just a few days?"
"Xiu'er" she squatted on the ground, the little rice dumpling with her hands tied fell on her, his fangs pressed against her ears, and her stiff and cold lips opened and closed, as if she was saying something. Unfortunately, An Xiu'er was only a mortal, so she couldn't
Can’t understand the language of zombies
After all, a zombie is not a human being. He can survive for thousands of years in an ancient tomb and only grow to the age of three or four years old. It is not impossible for him to grow up to five or six years old in an instant after coming out. An Xiuer feels that the rice dumplings have grown inexplicably.
High, related to absorbing spiritual energy
Lanruo Temple is far away from the village, and it takes a long time to go back and forth. An Xiuer probably returned home late in the morning. She touched Zongzi's head and melon seeds, "Sister, I'm going back. Take good care of yourself. Don't steal anything."
Harmful to humanity"
After countless reminders to An Xiuer, Xiao Zongzi finally understood and readily agreed to her request.
An Xiuer went back the way she came, but Xiao Zongzi had to follow her and couldn't drive her away. Even when she broke a stick from the roadside and pretended to beat him, he refused to leave.
Alas, let alone beasts, even a zombie will have feelings after being raised for a long time.
When An Xiuer saw that he was stubborn, she threw away the stick and stopped threatening him. He had grown up and walked faster, and she didn't need to carry him on his back.
Suddenly there was a whispering sound on the roadside. Before An Xiu'er could react, Xiao Zongzi's figure flashed like a peerless master in the world of martial arts. He instantly jumped into the dense jungle and disappeared.
An Xiuer was startled, and just as she opened her mouth to speak, a gust of wind blew over her face. The little zongzi was already standing firmly in front of her, with her left hand raised high in front of her.
A white object struggled in her hand. An Xiuer took a closer look and saw that it was actually a fat rabbit, struggling in his hand.
"For me?" An Xiu'er was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.
The little zongzi nodded, "Xiu'er," he had seen them eating rabbits and they were very happy. Xiu'er should also like it. As long as Xiu'er is happy, he won't drive him away.
An Xiuer had to laugh and cry about Xiao Zongzi's thoughts. The rabbit was wild. If she caught it, it wouldn't be considered stolen. She didn't refuse Xiao Zongzi's kindness. After all, the family hadn't eaten meat in a while.
Thinking of the smell of meat, An Xiuer couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She took the rabbit from his hand, weighing two to three kilograms.
After tying up the rabbits, they continued to look at each corpse. When they arrived at the entrance of the village, An Xiuer stared at the red rice dumplings and said with some difficulty: "You'd better go back. If the people in the village know your existence, I'm afraid they will deal with you."
"You" little Zongzi is so kind to her because he is reluctant to leave her, but the world she lives in cannot accept his existence.
Last time about Tao Zi, the villagers insisted that there was a monster in the An family. When they asked her about it later, she shook her head and denied it. Her brothers believed her and agreed that the villagers were making it up, but they didn't know that she had lied.
I don't know if he understood, but his footsteps stopped. He looked at Xiu'er for a long time, his green eyes were full of nostalgia, and he hesitated to speak.
An Xiu'er didn't dare to look at him, so she just hugged the rabbit tightly.
"Xiu'er" Xiao Zongzi called her in the darkness, then flew up and disappeared into the night quickly.
She couldn't satisfy his little extravagant wish. She looked at the direction where he disappeared with mixed feelings.
The little rice dumpling flew quickly in the air and returned to Lanruo Temple in a short while. He looked up at the night sky, and the ghostly aura radiated from the sky and the earth. It was the perfect time to eat and inhale, but he had no thoughts.
He walked into the dilapidated temple and stood in front of the mural, staring at the mural with deep and ardent eyes, as if there was an unknown world on the other side of the painting.
Under his gaze, the figures in the mural were quietly changing. They were shocked, and their expressions were quietly dyed with despair.
The figure of the little rice dumpling flashed and disappeared in front of the mural. The mountain wind whistled past, like a ghost and weeping.
In the painting, a charming girl holding a fan in her hand disappears quietly like an hourglass. Her expression is painful and twisted. The fan falls from her hand and falls into the corner of the ruined temple. The wind scatters the fragrance in the fan...