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　　 ""Knock on the door""

　　 "Open the door, the community will send warmth."

　　 "I'm scared and want to laugh, I'm already in the bed."

　　 "Is this going to rock the little zombies below?"

　　 "No, this is waking up the DNA of Xiao Zang below, and let Xiao Zang sing along to this rhythm."

　　"Dance King Zombie Request to Play"

　　 "It's really scary not to open the barrage. When the barrage is open, I feel that the pigeons are so dangerous..."

　　 "Although pigeons can surprise me every time, this time it's a bit too much..."

　　 Everyone is so nervous now that they even forget to add dog heads when they play terriers.

　　The hazy fog naturally adds a layer of underworld filter to the picture, so that people can feel the cold and gloomy on the other side when following the signal through the screen.

　　 Lin Mu Ge conscientiously beat the rhythm.

　　 Yu Xinning looked around nervously.

　　 There are always inexplicable rustling sounds around.

　　 It is clear that there is not much light, but the shadow of the old tree is so fiercely distorted that it is even faintly changing.

　　 And the fog is getting thicker, the surrounding temperature is also decreasing, like something cold and smooth is constantly touching the back of your neck.

　　 The point is that she vaguely seemed to hear strange and indescribable sounds.

　　 Yu Xinning shuddered, and got closer to Lin Muge.

　　 It doesn't matter if it doesn't depend on it, she sucked in a breath as she approached.

　　 "wewillwewillrockyou~"

　　 The small weird voice she heard was nothing but...

　　 It turned out that Lin Muge was cautiously humming to the rhythm of his knocking on the door? !

　　 In such a horrible environment, everyone in the live broadcast room was so scared that they dared to stretch their hands out of the bed to send out barrage.

　　 Senpai was still shaking his legs and humming at the zombie door...

　　 At this moment, Yu Xinning finally began to regret going home with Lin Muge that night.

　　 Although she is supernatural.

　　 But standing with Lin Muge, she feels more like a person...

"Snapped!"

　　 Just as Lin Muge knocked on the door passionately, and when his singing was about to come to a climax, he felt a cold in his ankle.

　　 "Predecessors, seniors, behind you..."

　　 Yu Xinning took two steps back, her mind dropped to the level of a teenager, and she hugged Lin Muge's arm tightly.

　　 Lin Mu Ge was taken aback and turned back.

　　 In the darkness, among the weeds, in the thicker and thicker fog.

　　 impressively stretched out a pale and green hand from below the ground and firmly grasped his ankle.

　　 A chill of death spread instantly, and the surrounding vegetation seemed to dry up a bit.

　　 The ground stirred gently.

　　 A low, depressed hoarse roar came out from the darkness.

　　 The light of the flashlight shook violently, and Yu Xinning's rapid breathing was clearly audible.

　　 If she still has the heart, I am afraid that she will jump out soon.

　　 "Fuck a hand!"

　　 "Barrage guards Barrage guards Barrage guards Barrage guards Barrage guards!"

　　 "Dove pigeons are still wearing short-sleeved shorts!"

　　 "Dove pigeons will not be infected!"

　　 "Fuck Resident Evil!"

　　 "Knock this hand off and run!"

　　 "It's so scary!"

　　 "Dove pigeon, do you say something!"

　　 The atmosphere of fear in the entire live broadcast room was instantly filled with the camera shaking due to the agitation of the ground.

　　 The barrage, which had been almost stagnant, filled the screen in just a few seconds.

　　 I don’t know how many people have slumped into the bed again.

　　 I don’t know how many people’s sleepless night is today.

　　 "Yeah? Did you go through the door?"

　　 Lin Mu Ge sighed and rubbed his nose.

　　 The position where the little stiff hand stretched out has nothing to do with the position he just drew.

　　 This makes him very embarrassed invisibly...

　　 "Look, everyone, he caught me first, it's none of my business!"

　　 "But this old man seems to have not exercised for too long, so he can't hold his head against the soil. It is clear that the soil has been soft enough after rain."

　　 He pointed to the constantly agitated dirt pit and said with a little helplessness.

　　 "Today everyone is fortunate to be able to see the wild zombies, and I will also take this rare opportunity to give everyone a hearty science."

　　 "Small stiff arms and joints are very fragile, especially if they haven't been exercised for too long."

　　 "So we can't force him out directly."

　　 Lin Mu Ge held the camera in one hand, and took out a small shovel from the bag in the other hand.

　　 After two live broadcasts, this little shovel finally came in handy.

　　 "Just dig a little less."

　　 "Xiao Zheng also wants face. If he knows that we dug up the soil, it will feel very embarrassing."

　　 "This involves a small subject in supernatural psychology, zombie psychology."

　　 "If Xiaozheng feels embarrassed, it will sneak back quietly. It can't be pulled out. It's very stubborn."

　　 "When I have time in the future, I'll talk about zombie psychology in detail. It's really interesting."

　　 He digs carefully while explaining.

　　 from time to time, he patted the small stiff hand on the ankle and gently soothed it.

　　 "Destroy it, tired."

　　 "???"

　　 ""Crossing the Door""

　　 ""Face""

　　 "Are pigeons really humans?"

　　 "The same human beings, why am I so useless?"

　　 ""Zombie Psychology""

"I can not understand."

　　 "My sister can't stand it."

　　 More and more barrage flashed by.

　　 The atmosphere in the live broadcast room gradually heated up.

　　 In addition to being hot, it's also surprisingly weird.

　　 Everyone didn’t know for a while if they should be harmed...

　　 It's mainly because Lin Muge's understatement reveals a touch of excitement, which makes it hard for them not to be suspicious.

　　 Is it normal to knock on the small dead door in the cemetery in the middle of the night?

　　 Although the mist is full of gloom and lifeless, it is actually normal?

　　 So is it because I am not normal or Lin Mupi is not normal...

　　 Even Yu Xinning, who is a stranger, is already numb.

　　 "Okay, it's almost enough to dig to this level, UU reading www.udkahnshu.com let him slowly open it himself."

　　 Lin Mupi put away the small shovel, and then he did not know where he took out his nail clippers.

　　 "This little stiff nail is a kind of medicinal material. If you are accidentally bitten, you can grind your nails into powder and place them on the wound within three days."

　　 He was sitting on the ground carefully cutting his small stiff, thick, long and sharp nails.

　　 "Look at how good they are, hold on to me and don't let go."

　　 After cutting a circle, the zombie's hand holding Lin Muge's ankle is already so hard that he can't even open a can of Coke.

　　 is as short as elementary school students who love to bite their nails.

　　"..."

　　 "Little Zombie: Are you polite?"

　　 "I didn't know what to say for a while."

　　 "In Lin Zhengying's zombie movie, isn't the way to remove the corpse poison by drinking powder made from zombie teeth?"

　　 "Good magic."

　　 "Why don't I know this world suddenly."

　　 "But I'm still so scared..."

　　 With the combination of mist and flashlight lighting, the entire live broadcast image resembles the underworld.

　　 makes the scalp numb.

　　 However, the number of people in Hao Live Studio has not fallen but has increased, and it has been floating around 750,000 people.

　　 The number of barrage is ridiculously high.

　　 Although everyone doesn't know what to say, but they have doubts.

　　 It's a pity that Lin Muge doesn't have much time to watch the barrage now.

　　Beating beside him and constantly calming and encouraging, finally, one of the eye sockets was sunken, the whole face was completely rotted, and a little stiff, wrinkled skin stuck out his head from the ground with a sound.

　　 There is quite a feeling of suddenly enlightened by the clouds and the moon.

　　 "Huh, I can't tell whether this little cutie is a male or a female for the time being. Wait for me to talk a few words."