"What's the matter? This is considered a rare animal. Should we return it to the forest?" Cheng Mengyun asked.

Zhao Qinghan looked at the sleepy weasel in the coffin, nodded and said, "Let's wait until it wakes up."

After tossing for a while, it was almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and all the garbage bags containing snakes were burned. Cheng Mengyun euphemistically called it: "New-style cremation".

In line with the mentality of "it's nothing to come out of", the four people simply cleared some of the obstacles that were blocked behind the cemetery.

When get home from work, it will be 5 o'clock in the evening. The four of them were exhausted after a day, and Yinhua simply cooked a few home-cooked dishes, and everyone sat around in the yard and began to eat and drink.

Because the previous table was contaminated with too many corpse snake souls, and it became like the one dragged out of the slaughterhouse, so everyone simply went to another room to get a new one.

After eating and drinking enough, Cheng Mengyun put the simple plan on the table for everyone to see.

Zhao Qinghan picked it up and took a look, the elegant font clearly listed the plan:

【1. Clear the obstacles in front of the village and behind the village, so that you can run away in case of accidents.

2. To grow vegetables, it is absolutely impossible to sit and eat.

3. Train abilities, and try to develop the multi-faceted application of their own abilities.

4. Explore the map and grasp the surrounding maps to survive better.

...]

After Zhao Qinghan finished reading, she asked a soulful question: "Are we really farming?"

She thought that when Cheng Mengyun said to use Longevity Village as a base, he meant to take root here, and then farm and live there, maybe until the end of the world.

It wasn't until she was dizzy with busy work in the village in the past two days and saw the form made by Cheng Mengyun that she realized that she had made a big mistake. She dared to feel that this little sister was ready to run away at any time, and she was very prepared for danger in times of peace.

Cheng Mengyun clapped his hands: "Forget it, of course we are farming!"

"Living in the village doesn't mean we have to be isolated from the world," Cheng Mengyun began to express the thoughts that have been circling in his mind for the past few days, "What is so great about us now is that we have been exercising since the end of the world. A good ability to kill zombies, whether it is the use of supernatural powers or fighting instincts, is all tempered in field after field."

"But look, has our ability to use supernatural powers declined in the past few days since we came to the village?" Cheng Mengyun clasped his hands and asked worriedly.

Zhao Qinghan opened his hands and felt himself: "There is indeed a decline, I feel that it is relatively slow to use Mingbi."

Yinhua, who was sitting on the right side of Cheng Mengyun, also nodded: "Me too, I feel that I am not very proficient in using supernatural powers, and today there is excessive waste."

Qiaoqiao, who was still cooking, found that it seemed to have nothing to do with her, so fortunately she continued to eat.

"It's the same for me. Life here is too comfortable, and I also have a little fear of death," Cheng Mengyun said solemnly, "My ability will seriously hinder my ability if I have such thoughts."

"Therefore, it is imperative to train your abilities. If you have the opportunity, you should go out to the village to find zombies to fight. You can't waste the ability to kill zombies that you have developed since the end of the world." Cheng Mengyun said firmly.

Zhao Qinghan understood Cheng Mengyun's worry: "You are right. If we have to leave the village due to unexpected circumstances, we will be the sweet pastry in the eyes of the zombies when we lose our combat effectiveness."

Yinhua agreed: "There are already Tier 2 zombies out there, and the zombies are always evolving, so we can't fall behind. For training your abilities, let's start tomorrow."

Cheng Mengyun felt very happy, everyone is a good talker, explain the truth clearly.

Qiaoqiao suddenly put down her chopsticks at this time, and ran to the side of the coffin containing the weasel in the yard.

The three of them guessed that the weasel they had picked up had woken up, so they also moved to the side of the coffin.

"Why is the weasel called Huang Daxian/weasel?" Cheng Mengyun looked at the huge black blob.

"People near City D believe in snakes, so they call snakes the Snake Immortal; similarly, some cities in the north believe in weasels, saying that weasels can possess people and have the magic of manipulating people's hearts, so the locals call them snakes. Call the weasel 'Huang Daxian/weasel'." Zhao Qinghan has no problem with these matters.

Yinhua added: "People in some areas believe that weasel is a very spiritual animal, and it is easy to attain enlightenment and immortality, so when you meet a weasel, it is best to respectfully shout 'Huang Daxian/weasel'."

Cheng Mengyun groaned in his heart: "That's over, I'm calling Fat Cat and Fatty again."

Yinhua patted her on the shoulder: "What is the age, science comes first."

"You mean, I don't want to believe in these gods?"

"No, I mean, it can't understand human language." Yinhua blinked.

Cheng Mengyun was amused and laughed.

At this time, Qiaoqiao used the raincoat to take the dirty weasel out of the coffin. She walked to the door with her short legs.

Qiaoqiao looked a little lonely: "Do you really want to let it go, can't we keep it here?"

Zhao Qinghan crouched down and patted her head: "Qiaoqiao, a small animal like a weasel is wild and difficult to tame, and domestic breeding is not suitable for it to survive. Even if we keep it, the nature of the weasel will allow it to escape. ."

"Okay..." Qiaoqiao's mouth was flat, she put the raincoat carefully on the steps, and poked the dark weasel, "Come on, go back to your house."

The weasel turned over, its small head swayed from side to side, and looked at the lush forest not far away.

Then it ran fast, shaking its round belly, and ran back into the coffin.

Zhao Qinghan's patting Qiaoqiaonaokuo stopped: "Maybe...except this one."

Qiaoqiao let out a cry of surprise, and she ran back to the coffin: "Is it going to leave, can we keep it?"

Cheng Mengyun looked at Qiaoqiao's expectant little eyes, and the "fat cat" happily holding the crystal nucleus: "You can raise it, you can raise it."

Although she seriously suspected that she raised a little ancestor who was eating and drinking, she must hide the sack of crystal cores tightly.

Seeing the weasel's steadfast posture, Yinhua smiled and said, "Then give it a name."

"You are its savior, little sister, come and get it." Zhao Qinghan looked at Cheng Mengyun.

"Ah? I'm a bad name." Cheng Mengyun glanced at the chubby weasel, "Call it Huang Daxian/weasel."

Then, on the 4th day of occupying Longevity Village, the 5th resident "Huang Daxian/weasel" officially moved into the new coffin in the yard.

Qiaoqiao simply set up a chair beside the coffin and kept looking at the newly picked up Huang Daxian/weasel. The 18 crystal nuclei he just got today were all lost.

When she was dragged back to sleep by Zhao Qinghan, Qiaoqiao was very unhappy. She cried in Zhao Qinghan's arms: "Daxian, Daxian, I'll see you tomorrow!"

Huang Daxian/weasel emerged from the coffin, watching Qiaoqiao be "taken away" with great reluctance.

Cheng Mengyun sat in front of the door of his house happily: "It's like parting from life and death, hahahaha."

Yinhua sat aside: "It's good, I feel that the child is a lot more lively."

"That's true, I also think it's much better," Cheng Mengyun stood up, dragged the chair back into the room, and his ankle-length nightdress swayed slightly, "Sleep, sleep, sleepy."

The white paper lanterns that illuminated the yard were lit, turning the yard into a warm yellow color. Yinhua froze unconsciously and muttered, "Why so fast, it's this point again..."

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Mengyun wondered, half-wet hanging beside his face, lining his clear eyes.

"No, no." Yinhua coughed a few times.

After the meal, the 4 people have repaired the broken window, and repaired the broken hole. The house is still as warm as it was before leaving in the morning, and the unburned scented candles continue to exert their residual heat.

He shoved the stiff Yinhua into the inside of the carved wooden bed, Cheng Mengyun rubbed his eyes, and was about to dry his hair and sleep soundly when he heard Yinhua's somewhat hoarse voice beside him:

"Mengyun, do you really want to exercise your abilities?"

Cheng Mengyun tilted her head, she looked at Yinhua leaning against the wall, the man's eyes drooped slightly, and his face showed concern.

She knew that although Yinhua didn't say anything, she was always trying to avoid her being injured. When she was in the resort, she kept protecting her very well. Her "immortality" ability also killed the three a few days ago. I used it when I was fighting a zombie python.

Cheng Mengyun guessed that the scenes of his death in front of Yinhua were very heroic. Once he was eaten by zombies on Incense Street, once he was hammered to death by a second-tier species in an amusement park when his powers were exhausted, and once he was killed by a third-tier animal in Longevity Village. The first-order zombie snake crushed the body, and Huazi witnessed it, causing serious psychological shadow.

She consciously wanted to enlighten Yinhua well, she looked at Yinhua's beautiful peach eyes and said seriously: "Huazi, my supernatural powers are my important reliance in the end times, and avoiding death is for me. It's inappropriate, I don't want to be a drag on everyone."

"I can also be your reliance." Yinhua said this sentence almost subconsciously.

Cheng Mengyun smirked: "That's for sure. But I have to become stronger myself. Huazi, I know you care about me, but if there is another accident that has to be separated, I don't have strong self-protection ability, it's a chopping board on the fish."

Her voice was low, and her hand was unconsciously clenched: "Ability users are good research materials, and an ability user like me with the ability of 'immortality' is an excellent material, after all, no matter how much you struggle, you will die. No. I have to be able to protect myself."

She raised her head and showed a cheerful smile: "Zombies can advance, so can power users. I really want to see how my powers will advance."

Yinhua sighed, and his voice was gentle: "That's good, but Mengyun, you have to promise me that I have to be present when you are exercising your abilities."

Cheng Mengyun said "ok", but Huazi didn't say anything, she planned to do the same. Since Huazi is not used to her death, it is good to burp more in front of him, this is called sister Zhao's "desensitization therapy".

The two casually chatted a little more, and the two agreed that Zhao Qinghan and Qiaoqiao could be trusted, and they seemed to be good people; by the way, they studied the map and how to exercise their abilities.

"Sleep to sleep!" Cheng Mengyun folded the towel and hung it on the chair.

Yinhua was well-dressed and fell asleep against the wall. Perhaps it was because he was too tired during the day and was consuming supernatural powers. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep.

Cheng Mengyun blew out the scented candles on the bedside table, she turned her head in the darkness, looked at the blurred figure of the man, and whispered:

"I fell asleep today. It's better to rest more. Very well, there is no need for 'physical hypnosis' today."

She retracted into the quilt and whispered, "Good night."

She slept until dawn, and when she woke up, Yinhua left behind "I'm going to make breakfast" and ran away without a trace.

Cheng Mengyun just changed into clothes that are convenient for exercise, and the long-sleeved shirt and overalls lined up tall and straight. Suddenly she heard a knock on the door.

After shouting "Please come in", Zhao Qinghan walked in. She wore a high ponytail and light makeup, still wearing a simple black suit.

Zhao Qinghan saw Cheng Mengyun's outfit today, and blew the hooligan's whistle: "Little sister is handsome, she's dressed beautifully today!"

"You too, as soon as you come, my house is full of brilliance." Cheng Mengyun smiled, she was wearing Martin boots.

"I like to hear what you say." Zhao Qinghan's vision turned and suddenly noticed that there were two black and white photos on the low table next to them. In front of the black and white photos stood three white waxes. The coins she gave to Cheng Mengyun were placed on the On the side as a tribute.

The middle-aged women in the two black-and-white photos have their own characteristics. The one on the left is valiant, and she should have been a resolute woman before her death;

"Ah, that's my mother and Huazi's mother, didn't it scare you." Cheng Mengyun put on his Martin boots, saw Zhao Qinghan looking at the two photos, and quickly explained.

"How can you be scared? Our aunt is too good-looking," Zhao Qinghan quickly waved his hand and praised, "Our aunt is so beautiful, no wonder you two look so beautiful."

Cheng Mengyun smiles so hard that she can't see her teeth. She likes to hear people praise her mother and Aunt Yin. Every time the school holds a parent-teacher meeting, she and Huazi are very close.

"I take the liberty to ask, where is our uncle..." Zhao Qinghan asked in a low voice.

Cheng Mengyun gradually evoked a smile of unknown meaning, she seemed to think of something dirty, and said indifferently:

"Oh, he's dead."