"Are you sure you read it correctly?"

Jing Ling looked at the dense jungle in front of her, quite doubting the authenticity of what Jiang Zhenghua saw and said.

The drizzle is lingering, and there is no one on the mountain.

Although the rain was much lighter than before, there were basically dirt roads on the mountain. The two of them had been walking for nearly half an hour. There were only trees. In this weather, there was not even a shadow of any living thing. Out of sight.

Especially when Jing Ling used his powers, none of the plants on the mountain mentioned zombies along the way.

Hearing this, Jiang Zhenghua turned around and saw Jing Ling staggering around. For some reason, Jiang Zhenghua subconsciously reached out and pulled the girl up.

Jing Ling was walking agitatedly.

I went out today without looking at the almanac. It rained anyway. The cold weather and endless rain always made it difficult to feel good.

Suddenly, Jing Ling lowered her head, and before she could react, she felt it hit a hard chest.

None of the men had smoked today, and with the rain and the breeze, Jing Ling didn't smell the unpleasant smell of smoke. The faint fragrance of green tea was on her nose, which was refreshing.

"...What are you doing?" Jing Ling was quiet for two seconds, feeling as if her irritability was being patiently soothed for no reason.

Jiang Zhenghua held Jing Ling's wrist and was a little unresponsive for a moment.

The girl was a head shorter than him. At this moment, the two of them were so close to each other that he could even see the girl's shining white forehead and her eyelashes that were constantly trembling due to emotional fluctuations.

After a pause, Jiang Zhenghua quickly let go of his hand and spontaneously stepped back three steps away.

The man was a little helpless.

Even if the apocalypse were to happen again, he actually didn't have much experience getting along with girls.

The woman before approached him with evil intentions. He seemed gentle and polite, but in fact, he was completely filled with rejection.

Therefore, at this time, he couldn't tell what kind of emotion Jing Ling's words meant.

Jiang Zhenghua explained at a loss: "I saw that it was difficult for you to walk uphill, so I wanted to give you a hand."

who knows……

Jing Ling stared intently at the man whose eyes were a little evasive because of his embarrassment, and suddenly spoke.

"Isn't that all your problem? It's 4 a.m. in the middle of the night. Others are going back to catch up on their sleep. You asked me to come up the mountain."

"That's because I really heard the screams of zombies and vaguely saw their shadows."

Just when the woman screamed and he was the first to rush to the scene of the crime, he heard the zombie's unique cry and a silhouette flashing past.

Although the figure is not clear, the shadow moves in a special way and is extremely fast. It is difficult not to make people doubt that it is indeed a zombie.

It's still dark now and it's still raining. If there is any trace, I'm afraid I won't be able to see anything when the rain stops.

Besides, people have many eyes during the day.

"It's still raining now, I'm soaked all over, and I'm cold."

The so-called visitor is a guest, but these villagers don't know what to expect. In addition to being given a cold room, they can't even see half an umbrella or a raincoat.

In addition, the village chief, who made people feel uncomfortable as soon as he opened his mouth, gave them a vague warning in the end. It is difficult not to suspect that this group of people essentially wanted to guard them as prisoners for a few days.

Jiang Zhenghua was silent for three seconds, and then he noticed that the girl was soaked all over.

Compared to him, the girl's figure was actually more petite. Jiang Zhenghua felt a little cold, and he could imagine how the other girl's whole body was now frozen.

"It's true that I didn't consider this matter well." Jiang Zhenghua paused and took off his coat, "If you don't mind it, use it to cover it first."

Seeing that Jing Ling didn't stretch out his hand, Jiang Zhenghua awkwardly stretched his hand in mid-air. He didn't know whether to put it into the other person's hand or take back his clothes.

Jing Ling: "..."

Cursing the straight man in his heart for being simple-minded and ignorant of style, Jing Ling roughly pulled the clothes in Jiang Zhenghua's hands, unfolded them and threw them back.

"I'm tired, you spread it out and cover it for me, and you come in too."

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