When Yu Qingxian woke up and didn't see Shi Xingyu, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Because after seven or eight days, Yu Qingxian will choose a place to have a good rest for the night.
And Shi Xingyu would always sit by the bed and stare at her.
When I woke up now, I didn't see him, which was indeed a bit surprising.
But Yu Qingxian only felt uncomfortable for a moment.
She slowly got up.
Because there was no snow and there was still sunshine, Yu Qingxian put on a beautiful dress again.
She carried her suitcase downstairs and changed into a skirt that was not an ancient style, but a new Chinese style.
It's very everyday, but you can see the look of ancient clothes.
Such a skirt does not affect movement, nor is it out of place in this ancient garden.
Even when Yu Qingxian sat on the suitcase, he was not sitting astride, but sitting sideways.
Sure enough, people depend on their clothes.
Yu Qingxian felt that his movements were much more restrained.
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Yu Qingxian sat on the suitcase, which carried her, still wandering in the garden.
There are zombies in the garden, and most of their clothes fit the garden very well.
She took out her camera and took pictures of the zombies.
But in just one morning, the camera in Yu Qingxian's hand almost shut down due to low battery.
Fortunately, Yu Qingxian's suitcase is rechargeable.
She found a sunny place to charge her suitcase.
And she was wandering around.
Yu Qingxian didn't think zombies would take away his suitcase and camera.
If she had put in a fresh piece of flesh and blood, that would be something to worry about.
Yu Qingxian stood under the pavilion, looking at the suitcase and camera that were basking in the sun, thinking that he had so much time, should he try out what he wanted to do when he was young?
With this in mind, Yu Qingxian let her suitcase bask in the sun while she left the garden and went shopping in a nearby store.
When she came out again, she had several sketchbooks in her arms and some pencils in her hands.
Yu Qingxian has a lot of memories about these things.
When she was still ignorant, she liked to draw on the walls at home with a pencil.
At that time, she didn't really like talking to others.
Yu Qingxian felt that if he said he was afraid of society, it would be better to say he was a little autistic.
But it's not completely autistic.
Because she can still communicate normally with others if she wants to.
It's just that Yu Qingxian doesn't want to communicate with others.
She felt it was completely unnecessary.
When Yu Qingxian returned to the garden with the sketchbook in hand, the consumed battery was already fully charged.
The camera's battery is also charged by one-third.
Yu Qingxian put the camera back into the suitcase, sat on the suitcase, holding a sketchbook and pen in his hand, and continued walking forward.
The suitcase is stable and not too bumpy.
The speed was also adjusted to the lowest level by Yu Qingxian.
The minimum speed of this suitcase is about the same as a human walking.
The fastest speed is the speed that can catch up with an electric car.
No wonder a suitcase can sell for hundreds of thousands.
If it weren't for the apocalypse, Yu Qingxian felt that he could only take a look.
It's impossible to drag it with you wherever you go.
So Yu Qingxian's first drawing was for his suitcase.
She got off the suitcase, studied around the slowly moving suitcase, and then pressed the suitcase to stop.
He squatted on the ground and observed his suitcase at 360 degrees.
Then I drew sketch after sketch of it.
In the end, she chose the one she was most satisfied with. She took this painting to her suitcase and said it was the most beautiful one she had ever painted.
Although the suitcase was just a suitcase and there was no way to answer her words, Yu Qingxian didn't care at all.
Anyway, I'm in a good mood today.
Of course, only in the morning.
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When the sun was slightly westward, Yu Qingxian's nose smelled a faint aroma.
This is the aroma of living things.
Because everyone's taste gives Yu Qingxian a different aroma.
For example, Gu Wanqing's fragrance is so light that it makes people feel refreshed and refreshed.
The boy next to her also had a very light fragrance.
As for the one who had been sitting in the back seat, Yu Qingxian felt more like the aroma of plants, not the aroma of dessert or meat.
But if these three people taste it, they must be of the highest quality.
Because the more fragrant food is, it does not actually taste the most fragrant.
Of course, it can also be very unhealthy.
But even for a top-notch human like Gu Wanqing, Yu Qingxian has no appetite for her.
As for those ordinary strong human aromas, it's like passing by a shop and suddenly smelling the fragrance and making you want to eat.
But when I entered the store, the attractive aroma that I suddenly smelled outside the store was completely gone.
I lost my appetite in an instant.
This is also the reason why Yu Qingxian has no thoughts about human beings.
The aroma was enough to make her feel full once she got close.
Thinking of this, Yu Qingxian suddenly came to his senses.
In fact, she must be eating all the time.
It's just that she doesn't need to eat flesh and blood like ordinary zombies, nor does she need to be able to eat after a period of time like a high-level zombie like Shi Xingyu.
The way she eats is to smell the scent of humans.
As long as there is someone near her, as long as she smells the aroma, she is already eating, right?
Of course, this is just Yu Qingxian's guess.
"Oh, Shi Xingyu, can you smell the fragrance of humans?"
No voice answered her.
"Oh, no one is here." Yu Qingxian reacted.
She stood up, looked at the zombies coming and going, and grabbed one at random to ask.
Of course, they were just subconsciously venting their desires, and there was no way to communicate with Yu Qingxian.
Yu Qingxian couldn't communicate with them, so he no longer struggled with this issue.
She continued to sit on the suitcase and walk around the garden.
As for the faint aroma wafting from the tip of her nose, Yu Qingxian didn't pay attention.
Because he was very indifferent, Yu Qingxian knew that there was some distance between him and her.
It was not until evening that Yu Qingxian felt that the fragrance gradually dissipated.
It didn't disappear suddenly, it just dispersed.
This happened once when she witnessed the man's death.
It had happened before when I killed those people.
In other words, someone died.
Yu Qingxian pulled the suitcase through the garden and passed through another door.
At this time, there were many zombies surrounding the door.
It's just because these zombies were blocked by crowd-proof barriers.
Yu Qingxian tilted his head slightly and saw the lifeless person lying next to him.
He was not injured by a zombie.
If the person is injured by a zombie, the person will turn into a zombie.
Instead of bleeding to death here.
She knelt down and faced the dead man.
He looked back at the zombies rushing to rush forward, and reached out to wave at them.
Her movements were like chasing small animals.
Of course, those zombies can't understand.
It’s just that dozens of rows of guardrails prevent them from entering.
There are not many zombies in this place, and the passage in this place has a closed gate.
Zombies passing by cannot open it.
That's why Yu Qingxian, a person who still maintains human consciousness, can open this door.
It was also this door that blocked out this man's vitality.
"If I walked faster, you should be able to survive." Yu Qingxian couldn't help but said after seeing his unwillingness before his death.
Of course, she didn't blame herself.
after all....
It was not him who killed him.
