Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

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"Owner!!"

The two shadows instantly came to the adult version of Xiaoqing, kneeling on the ground respectfully and shouting.

"Have you been following me?"

The adult version of Xiaoqing asked with an expressionless face.

"Yes Master!"

The two shadows opened their mouths at the same time, as if they were talking alone, but it was very strange, even if you listened carefully, you couldn't tell whether they were male or female.

"Okay, let's go down."

The adult version of Xiaoqing said lightly.

As soon as the voice fell, a black mist infiltrated from his body, and after a while, it tightly wrapped his body.

After the black mist dissipated, the adult version of Xiaoqing disappeared and was replaced by the children's version of Xiaoqing.

"who are you"

Xiaoqing looked at the two men in black kneeling on the ground and asked in confusion.

The two men in black looked at each other, their bodies flashed, and they instantly disappeared in front of Xiaoqing.

After the two men in black left, a gust of breeze blew, and the surroundings seemed to suddenly come alive.

The chirping of insects, birds, the wind, and the purring of everyone sleeping in the mushroom house appeared again.

Xiao Hei, Da Mao, they all stared at Chu Tian with horrified eyes, their heads were on the ground, and they whimpered in a low voice.

Xiaoqing frowned and stared at the place where the two shadows disappeared for a while, then turned around and returned to the mushroom house.

The sky was slightly brighter, and several cars stopped in front of the mushroom house.

Lao Huang got out of the car first and instructed the staff of the program team to unload the camera equipment from the car in an orderly manner.

"Director Huang, Director Huang!"

A young photographer in the most advanced mushroom house suddenly shouted.

"Fuck,!"

"What the hell, what time is it? Xiaoqing and the others are still sleeping. I can't kill you if I wake up!"

Old Huang reprimanded angrily, turned around and went up the steps.

Just as he opened the door of the mushroom house, Lao Huang's voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes were as round as light bulbs.

The once warm and beautiful yard has become a pile of rubbish like a tornado! "Gudu!"

Old Huang gulped his saliva dryly, came to the side of the collapsed pavilion, lifted the wooden frame of the pavilion with his hand, and confirmed that the pavilion was definitely not a bean curd project.

"What's the matter? This is"

The old man asked in shock.

"I don't know, Director Huang, is it possible that it was a tornado? Look at these... The firewood is blowing like this.

There is also this earthen stove built by Mr. Huang, and those bricks have all gone to the yard."

A young staff member pointed to a few red bricks more than ten meters away from the yard and said.

"It's possible."

Old Huang nodded, and suddenly said again: "No, only the yard is messed up, and even the fence of the yard is intact. This tornado has eyes and only damages the yard of the mushroom house."

"San'er, hurry up and check our small camera to see what's captured."

Lao Huang said with some anger.

A young man hurriedly brought back several small cameras placed around the house from all corners and connected them to the laptop.

To everyone's disbelief, all the cameras have the same problem, nothing happened at first, and by 21:[-] in the morning, everything was blank! When the cameras reappeared, the yard of the mushroom house became This is what it looks like.

"Director Huang, I suspect this is caused by the downburst."

Another young staff member said confidently.

"What is the downburst?"

Old Huang asked in confusion.

"Quick, quick, quick start!"

"Xiao Wang, for a while... After turning on the phone, we will repeat the previous conversation.

It started when Xiao Zhang suspected it was a tornado, remember?"

When Xiao Wang finished explaining, Lao Huang said excitedly.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make the show even more popular.

Of course, this is not to say that the show is not popular now, on the contrary, yearning is now so popular that it bursts.

However, no one will dislike their own show for being too popular. Although the number of broadcasts of yearning is the best among variety shows, it is not a miracle! At least in the world, the number of broadcasts of yearning is not too high. .

And this mysterious incident is an opportunity to make Ying go on the world stage!""

"Wait, did I go to the wrong place?"

"Dong dong dong, is this the life you yearn for?"

"What the hell am I going! This is the mushroom house"

Chapter 500 The program team demolished our yard!

"You are blind upstairs, this can be a mushroom house"

"This is indeed the mushroom house. Look at the fence and the mountains in the distance."

"I'm going, why did the mushroom house turn into such a tornado, Mr. He, are they all right?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Yeah, why didn't the show crew say anything? Xiaoqing baby, are you alright?"

"Are you all right?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room obscured the screen for a moment.

At this moment, the picture turned, and the two-story wooden building of the mushroom house appeared in the camera.

"My God, it scared me to death! The mushroom house is fine."

"What's the matter? The yard is completely destroyed, and the house is fine."

"This is a prank by the show crew, I don't think it's funny at all!"

"It's..., Lao Huang is so bad, he almost didn't scare me into a neuropathy early in the morning!"

Mushroom House, Teacher He's bedroom.

Both Mr. Huang and Mr. He lay upright, and both of them were afraid of turning over and pressing into Chutian, so they stayed in the same posture all night.

The movement outside made Teacher He suddenly open his eyes.

"what time is it"

Teacher Huang also opened his eyes and asked sleepily.

Teacher He glanced at the time and said with a puzzled face, "What are you doing before seven o'clock?"

In order to ensure the guests, but also to ensure Xiaomian, although Lao Huang and the others came to the mushroom house early, they were cautious every time.

With such a big movement today, there is no doubt on the face of the teacher.

"It's less than seven o'clock, what are they doing, Da Mao, they are causing trouble again"

While talking, Mrs. Huang got up from the bed, holding a... disheveled head by the window of the room.

Seeing this, Mr. Huang's eyes widened.

"Old Huang, what's the matter? How did you demolish our yard?"

Teacher Huang questioned loudly with an unbelievable look on his face.

"What tore down our yard"

Teacher He suddenly regained his energy, got up from the bed, and trotted all the way to the window.

"My God! Lao Huang, what are you doing?"

Teacher He also asked in disbelief.

"That's not what we did."

The old man said with a bitter expression.