I am a Good Man

The biscuit grows very fast, and at seven months he will crawl, crawling all over the floor, full of curiosity about everything.

Zhao Xi felt that he was too active.

If he didn't pay attention, he would climb outside, crawling fast, hiding and finding it, and he almost didn't cause a few people to die in a hurry.

"Don't mess around, come down." Zhao Xi said, calling Ji Yang anxiously, "Go and watch him."

Ji Yang hurried to the other end.

And the little biscuit on the blanket in the hall was lying on Coke. It lowered its head and fell on the ground, and the little biscuit crawled awkwardly on it.

After climbing up, he was lying on his stomach, holding Coke's ears, and looking ahead, "@#￥%……"

Go ahead.

rush out!

In the next second, he was picked up by his father, and Ji Yang put him back on the blanket, "Give me a point."

Little Biscuit sat on the ground for a long time before slowing down. He was caught by his father, and he quickly climbed to the Coke side.

Screaming while crawling.

Ji Yang and Zhao Xi couldn't understand, but Coke came over, lying on their stomachs, and the little biscuit smiled openly when he saw that he was about to reach Coke again.

He just caught the Coke and was picked up by his father again. Ji Yang glanced at the Coke lightly, and the other side slid out and ran out, and followed his left and right sides.

"##￥……" Little Biscuit was aggrieved, her mouth narrowed, looking at Zhao Xi pitifully, and extending her hand to complain.

Extend my little finger, point at Ji Yang, speak in bird language, and then point at dad angrily, "@@##……"

it's him.

He is the bad father!

Zhao Xi's anger was extinguished by his cute behavior, and she walked over and picked him up, "Didn't my mother tell you? No, I can fall."

No matter how cola understands human nature, it can't protect him without dead ends.

What if you fall?

"You are too naughty." Zhao Xi was so helpless, she didn't dare to leave half a step now, the child was too tossing.

Seeing that his mother didn't teach her father, Little Biscuit held out her little finger with tears in her tears.

Bastard.

Zhao Xi exclaimed suddenly, and stuffed the small biscuits into Ji Yang's hand, "It's over, the soup is about to boil dry."

The kitchen is still making soup.

Little Biscuit didn't wait for her mother to preside over justice, was stuffed into her father's arms and was still trapped, struggling to get down.

Ji Yang put him down immediately, but he wanted to see what this kid was going to do.

Just after being put down, Biscuit crawled quickly with him on his back, crawling to the side.

Finally climbed farther, and when he looked up, Dad stood in front of him, frightening him.

"Ah!" he yelled.

Dad intentionally scared him!

So angry.

"Can you rest assured?" Ji Yang looked down at him on the ground and said to him.

Biscuit sat upright, tugging at his small fist.

At this time, he was still wearing a black and white suit. He was a cute baby, but this cute baby was very unhappy.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Yang looked at the rattan sprawling in from the window. The speed was very fast, and a green patch soon formed.

The biscuit crawled back again and sat on a green slice.

Small white flowers can bloom on the rattan.

Ji Yang just looked at him like this, without moving or speaking.

This little guy didn't hide himself a little bit under his nose, and any new skills must be shown in front of him.

But for others, he won't, at most like a child who develops faster.

The biscuits sit on the cane and can be steadily dragged up, and when they sleep on it, they can swing.

Shaky.

He looked at Ji Yang, sticking out his little tongue.

Big villain dad drove Coke away, he couldn't go out.

Ji Yang looked at it for a while, and a fireball emerged from his hand slowly, and the other finger pointed to the ground.

Little Biscuit didn't understand what Dad meant, but was slowly put down by the cane.

He was upset, he reached out and patted the ground, letting the cane continue to drag him up, taller than his father.

With a "downcast" look, the rattan lay softly on the ground.

"Woo..." Little Biscuit looked at his father, his eyes turned red quickly, and fleshy hands were holding the cane.

The cane moved, and the trees outside also shook. Finally, fearing the fireball in Ji Yang's hand, he "slept" again.

"Wow..." Little Biscuit yelled again, tears couldn't shed, the cane "gave" him a small flower, but he threw it away.

In the back, a lot of wild fruits appeared on the rattan, and some edible wild vegetables were rolled and brought to Ji Yang.

Then he tried to drag the biscuit up again.

The fireball in Ji Yang's hand was bigger and stretched forward.

The cane dared not move at all, and the leaves and flowers outside shook again, and it could only shrink back.

Before the cookie started laughing, she was about to cry again.

Ji Yang walked over, picked him up from the cane, and lightly slapped his little butt. "It's pretty capable. Mom knows she will be scared to death."

Little Biscuit couldn't understand what he was saying, but could vaguely feel a trace of love from his father, lying on Ji Yang's shoulder, looking at the retracting cane, and made a stubborn mouth.

"You can't go outside alone, and you will not be allowed to take you with Coke and left or right in the future. If you see it, I will be very angry." Ji Yang said, Shui Li looked at the green plants outside the door.

Even he doesn't know what kind of situation it is now.

It's better to be able to see everything in his line of sight.

Little Biscuit was drooling on his body, looking listlessly at the big tree outside the window, pouting and acting like a baby, the other party shook.

Then nothing happened.

"Take you out." Ji Yang said and walked out.

Little Biscuit raised his head to look at his father, and then looked outside, his small eyes were bright, and he forgot the unpleasantness just now, one hand was wrapped around his father's neck, and the other hand could still point in the direction.

"Will take you there, what's the hurry?" Ji Yang chuckled lightly, and squeezed his little nose, "Be more obedient."

Little Biscuit nodded indiscriminately, no matter what Dad said, he continued to point forward.

Ji Yang hugged him and walked.

Go to the deep forest.

Along the way, the flowers and plants will sway. He raises his hand and can also pluck a flower, sometimes asking Ji Yang for credit.

Following his guidance, Ji Yang walked to a waterfall in the mountain, and Biscuit let him go inside.

Vaguely seeing a cave entrance, he patted his back, "We should go back now, mother is worried."

Little Biscuits were reluctant, and pointed to the hole.

Ji Yang sighed, a fireball lit up on his palm, leading him in.

Close to the waterfall, it is a bit damp, and the wall of the cave sees water and drips from time to time. Ji Yang looked at the cane leading the way in front, and felt that the danger should not be there.

What's in it?

A little curious.

The original owner of the previous life and his team also lived here for a long time. As there were no supplies, they traveled around and didn't come here.

Suddenly, the cane stopped, Ji Yang looked over, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he felt dizzy for a while.

"Hand over this child, we will agree to whatever you want."

"Materials, rights, everything is fine."

"We are negotiating fairly. As for Zhao Xi, we naturally have a way to deal with it, as long as you nod your head."

...

Ji Yang shook his head a few times, but couldn't wake up. The various past lives began to reappear in his mind, and the scenes changed and changed faster and faster.

In the end, the moment he was swallowed by the zombie, he suddenly slowed down again, like slow motion, but the pain of being torn still existed.

He knew it was a dream.

However, it felt like there was a hand invisible, pulling him down as he was trying to climb up.

Weakness, suffocation, fear...

These will rise up little by little.

Little Biscuit looked at his father in doubt, his little hand covered his face, and looked at him with wide eyes. Ji Yang opened his eyes suddenly, his back was covered with cold sweat.

He looked directly at the grass not far away, wanting to burn it.

This is the smell of "dream grass".

In the post-apocalyptic world, a research institute invented "dream medicine", which seems to be extracted from this kind of grass.

It is a small plant, about 30 centimeters long, and bears small fruits. The fruit is black and red, which is very attractive.

As long as you smell this smell, it will arouse people's innermost guilt and fear, and those with poor endurance will commit suicide or mental disorders. Some can withstand it, but it is also very laborious.

That research institute made a lot of money in the doomsday by relying on this kind of grass, and countless supernaturalists spent a lot of money to sell it, and he also secretly bought it.

Because it can not only psychedelic humans, but also psychedelic zombies, can gain an advantage in battle, and save one's life when necessary.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, the biscuit stretched out his hand, the cane spread to the side of the fantasy grass, and several of the other's fruits fell off.

Soon after, he got into the hands of Biscuit.

He looked at his father like asking for credit and laughed out loud.

Ji Yang has already held his breath and is using his abilities to adjust his breathing to isolate the smell.