Yingying's fist, of course, is not weak. After all, because Yingying has been following him for a long time, it can't be measured by the year of ordinary zombies. What's more, he has swallowed part of the drought forest's legacy;

however, the reason why yingying has lost his fist is not that Yingying is too strong, but that his body is really too weak.

Zhou Ze remembers that people used to describe a person's weakness by "kneading with mud." then he has surpassed "kneading with mud" and is made of melted chocolate.

When his body was twisted and collapsed, Zhou Ze felt that if it was the end of his dream, when he woke up, everything would be the same.

Then,

this stealing hole,

this place,

will make it difficult to take the cement and paste it, and then add various arrays to the outside.

"Gudu..."

The disillusionment of consciousness seems to last for a long time, but it seems to be completed in an instant, slow as years, faster than blinking.

"Whoo..."

Sit up, wake up,

wake up,

wake up,

wake up.

However,

no familiar words of "boss, you wake up" came from nearby,

looking around,

is still the pattern of the main tomb, cold and flat walls.

Zhou Ze raised his hand,

chocolate colored skin,

told of its delicious and fragile.

Ah

Climbing out of the pool, Zhou Ze did not rush to go up again, but sat down by the pool.

At present,

one of the more serious things about having this body is that who is the self in the tent lying with the warbler and the warbler?

It's another guy. He and I were transferred?

But if there is a winning hook, it should not be able to happen quietly.

The most important thing is that Yingying has an instinctive closeness to himself. If that person is not himself, Yingying can distinguish it.

This has been proved in several cases in the past few years.

But just when she was on the top,

Yingying was very intimate with her.

Zhou Ze looks down at his palm and suddenly feels ridiculous.

if the "self" in the tent above is really his own,

then, who am I?

Slowly stand up, although boss Zhou is well-informed, but this kind of problem is really difficult to think about.

"Now I am just my part? But as like as two peas? "

This is the most reasonable explanation Zhou Ze can imagine now.

Then,

what should I do?

Reason told him that direct suicide seemed to be the best way.

But why?

So, it's no wonder that so many separate bodies will backfire on the body. Who wouldn't be willing to change from the protagonist of his life to the cannon fodder dragon suit?

Even Zhou Ze himself, now there is a flash in his mind to find a way to get rid of the above self and replace it with a new life.

But now the problem is coming again. If there is no accident, the winning hook should be in his body. Then, who will the winning hook help?

With the character of winning hook, he will still help him.

after all,

he should be lazy to move.

No!

Zhou Ze suddenly realized the key of the matter. He and yinggou should coexist in a soul. Specifically, they should be two personalities in a soul.

Therefore, yinggou has long been tied with the Buddha. He can't even change his home if he wants to.

There's no need to play

For the first time,

Zhou Ze felt a sense of fear and powerlessness against the plug-in players.

The main tomb is still the main tomb, which does not show more things due to the changes of Zhou Ze's body.

After the initial period of dismay, there was a flood of suffocating despair.

And the trend of things proves a truth again, that is:

when you find yourself very unlucky, don't rush to conclusions, you will have more unlucky things immediately.

Before, it was just a little soft, occasionally with a bit of leakage,

it was a bit like a Mercedes Benz with oil leakage, but now,

Zhou Ze clearly felt that his body was melting,

it was the kind of speed that can be seen by the naked eye,Under his body, now has filled out a big stall of black liquid.

faced with those few small fortune * a few days ago, the suit man almost let the boss experience a melting feeling. But Zhou Ze did not expect that it would not be long before he could really experience this complete melting feeling.

The body is getting softer and softer. Boss Zhou doesn't even dare to do some actions too hard, or his arms, feet and other parts will fall down at any time.

Before, my favorite thing was to lie on the sofa and read the newspaper. I was so lazy that I felt like mud.

But it's really hard to accept this feeling when you become muddy;

and,

for a person who has a deep cleaning habit,

you can't even take a bath by watching yourself "tick by tick" constantly dripping stains, because bathing only makes you wash smaller and smaller as a soap.

Finally,

Zhou Ze's eyes fell on the pool.

Intuition tells me that as long as I can return to the pool, I should be able to "replenish" it.

It's a bit like putting yourself back in the furnace for a remake,

but then?

You have to stay here all the time?

You can't go out, because going out is like ice cream leaving the refrigerator in summer, which will melt quickly.

You have to figure out the radius that can move. It should be a circle. You have to reserve enough time to go back to the pool and paint yourself again.

What's more, it's not a long time for me to be stupefied.

Habitually licked the upper lip,

the upper lip was melted directly into his mouth.

“…………” Zhou Ze.

There is a voice in my heart, urging me to go back to the pool quickly. As long as I lie back, everything can start again, and I can "live".

But it's because after seeing the way of half a face "living", boss Zhou has little interest in this so-called "survival".

This kind of day is more painful than imprisonment, because you can at least look forward to what you can do after you come out;

is to go to the west side of the original market mouth to eat his two bowls of beef noodles or to find a hairdressing shop in the alley of the old city to look for the aftertaste of your past spring.

Here,

is life imprisonment.

The above self should leave today.

of course,

may not die before leaving, and will come down again.

if you lie back in the pool now,

continue,

maybe you will have a chance to see you again today.

But what's the result of seeing you again?

Expect the above self to help themselves on the basis of "being born from the same root" in the real sense?

Accept yourself?

There is no need to analyze and consider too much at all.

after all, we are ourselves.

we can get the final correct result by directly thinking in other places.

for the self who has always been good to others,

How can we allow a separate body with the same memory and thinking to stay in this place?

Damn it,

be kind to others;

seriously,

this is the first time Zhou boss hates himself so much.

"Forget it, give up."

After licking the lower lip and eating the lower lip into the mouth,

Zhou Ze gave up resistance completely.

He can feel that his feet are glued to the ground, and even his legs are fused.

My height is constantly shrinking, shrinking and shrinking

However, after the decision was made and he died like this, boss Zhou had nothing to panic about, and he was not very afraid. He was a little helpless, but he was also very calm.

Even the mind of

is suddenly open-minded, and the mind of

is gone. For the outside self, it is the safest and safest.

He is the only one who can continue to help himself to live a good life.

anyway,

is no different from himself. Who can live or not.

It's not that boss Zhou is really in a state of mind at once,

is dying,

can't move himself to brush a wave of nobility?

Zhou Ze's legs are missing,

Zhou Ze's chest is missing,

then,

Zhou Ze's head falls on the mud.

Finally,

Zhou Ze closed his eyes,All around,

fell into darkness.

………………

"Hey, you can either go or go down to have a look. Why did the boss go back to the tent after breakfast?"

Lawyer an is collecting things with some doubts.

"I guess it was too tired last night." The old way said casually.

Lawyer an's eyes are fixed, looking at the old way,

"field war?"

"No, No." Lao Dao's head shrank with fear.

"I stayed at night last night, but I didn't hear any sound, so Yingying suddenly tore the tent and scared me."

"I really felt something approaching then!"

The voice of the warbler suddenly came out from behind.

"I depend on it!" Lawyer an was startled, turned to look at YingYing and asked, "why don't you go to the tent to rest with the boss and run out?"

"It seems that the boss is a little uncomfortable. He looks depressed when he gets up in the morning. I'll make him a cup of coffee first and then rest with him later."

"All right, all right, and help me make one."

At this time, there was a sharp cough in Zhou Zehou's tent, which tore his heart and lungs, as if he was still vomiting.

The old man blinked and said, "can zombies get sick?"

"Boss!"

Yingying immediately put down the coffee cup in his hand and ran to it. After opening the tent, he saw his boss lying inside holding his own neck and coughing crazily there. There was blood spilling from the corners of his eyes, mouth, nose and ears. The whole man looked very ferocious.

Zhou Ze turned his head and looked at the warbler and warbler beside him. Suddenly, his expression of pain added a touch of surprise I'm back? "

"Boss, boss, what's the matter with you?"

"I..."

Zhou Ze coughs violently again,

his brain is very painful now. It seems that there are two kinds of memories in the collision.

One is sitting on the grass for breakfast,

one is sitting on the floor of the tomb and melting,

one is sitting by the pool and feeding milk to himself,

one is sitting on the grass and the Oriole is smearing chocolate on his whole body,

he remembers that he just melted down to the end of the world,

I also remember that I woke up in a daze, and my head was a little uncomfortable. I had breakfast like I had a cold.

The interlaced pictures and the confused memories made him go crazy almost painfully.

But at this time,

Zhou Ze almost instinctively shouted in his heart:

"win the hook, you scum man!"

Soon,

responded angrily in his heart:

"look Door Dogs... "

After hearing these three words,

shout

Peace of mind.