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    Chapter 199: Spring Dream Wuhen

    Wang Bi'an stuck out his tongue, and his mother also had an idea. In the afternoon, she was nagging him because he used a large battery to light the lamp beads - "When your father comes back and sees you wasting his batteries, will you suffer?"  ." Now he allowed himself to light the lamp again.

    Wang Bian did not dare to complain in front of Chen Wei, so he quickly took out a large battery and connected it to the wire that led directly to the lamp bead.  []

    Wang Bi'an still put in a lot of effort. He found a cardboard box from somewhere, which could fit two large batteries. On both ends of the box, he pasted two small iron pieces with adhesive paper.  , the iron sheet is wrapped with wires, and the other two ends of the wires are connected to lamp beads. As long as the battery is inserted into the carton, the lamp beads will light up.  Wang Bi'an originally wanted to connect another switch, so that he would not have to insert and take out the battery. However, the switch did not have a switch panel, so he had to wait for Wang Lu to come down the mountain to bring it to him.

    The lamp beads are on, and the large battery is not very powerful, so the light is a bit dim, but to my eyes, it is much more comfortable than diesel lamps.

    Chen Wei stared at the light in shock, and after a while she said: "Go to bed early." Then she said: "Your father is not here today, Wang Bi'an, you and your mother can sleep in the same bed."

    Wang Bi'an was excited for a while. He carried the blankets and pillows from his bunk bed to Chen Wei's bed, and threw Wang Lu's dirty pillows onto his bunk before getting into bed.

    Chen Wei turned off the diesel lamp and was about to take out the battery from the carton when the glass window made a few soft noises. It began to rain heavily outside the house. The rain became heavier and heavier. After a while, all she heard was a splash outside the window.

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    Amidst the sound of rain on the tiles above his head, Wang Lu turned over. Although he was worried about Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an on the cliff mountain, Wang Lu still fell asleep with the usual rough nerves of a man - this day was also a day for him.  Enough torment.

    Old man Chen and old lady Cui live in a large bedroom on the right side of the stairs, while Wang Lu and Xie Ling live in the room on the left.

    The room on the left is actually two bedrooms connected from front to back. Xie Ling lives in the outer room and Wang Lu lives in the inner room. There is only one door in the middle.  The door panel was very thin, and before Wang Lu fell asleep, he could hear the bed board creaking when Xie Ling turned over.

    Wang Lu was a little uncomfortable at first. Speaking of it, this was the first time that he and Xie Ling had "sleeped separately". But for some reason, this thin door panel made him feel very uncomfortable. On the cliff mountain, the four of them were crowded together.  In a bedroom, Wang Lu didn't feel any discomfort when he walked out of the room occasionally. But when he just went to bed tonight, he saw the light of candles in the room where Xie Ling was sleeping through the crack in the door. Wang Lu  It always feels awkward.  Until the candle went out, Wang Lu was still staring at the door panel in the darkness in a daze.

    I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, thinking about Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an, wondering whether the zombies in the village would disperse tomorrow, wondering whether the solar panels on the pickup truck would be damaged, wondering whether Xie Ling next door was asleep  ¡­I don¡¯t know when Wang Lu fell into a deep sleep.

    He had a dream.

    Sleeping with Chen Wei.

    It¡¯s just that Chen Wei was very dishonest. A pair of small hands touched his body, which made Wang Lu angry. Just when he was about to turn over and push Chen Wei down, Chen Wei sat on him with charming eyes.

    Damn it, work backwards.

    Brother likes it

    Wang Lu loves the Guanyin Sitting Lotus move very much. He can appreciate Chen Wei's slender body from below. While enjoying the passion, he can also carefully play with the two plump peaks.

    Chen Wei twisted her waist on Wang Lu, breathing lightly. Wang Lu felt that Chen Wei's chest, which fell in his palm, seemed to have grown bigger again. Madam, the bigger the better.

    Chen Wei's slender legs tightly clamped Wang Lu's waist, and Wang Lu erupted in the heat.

    It¡¯s so miserable, it seems like I had a wet dream.  Wang Lu had an embarrassing thought in his dream.

    Chen Wei did not get off Wang Lu. She leaned down, lowered her head, and took him into her mouth.

    Even in his dream, Wang Lu almost groaned, "This goblin, seeing that your husband has regained his composure, took care of you."

    This night, in his dream, Wang Lu returned to the Han and Tang Dynasties where he was married three times a night.

    When both of them reached climax, Chen Wei suddenly moaned in Wang Lu's ear: "Brother."

    Wang Lu opened his eyes suddenly and woke up from his dream. Damn it, why did Chen Wei call him "brother".

    What kind of messy dream is this? Wang Lu and Chen Wei actually have a secret. Wang Lu looks more mature than Chen Wei, but in fact they have a rare "sibling relationship". Chen Wei is older than Wang Lu, a whole lot bigger.  ¡ª¡ª6 days.

    They were born in the same year, Wang Lu¡¯s birthday is January 14th, and Chen Wei¡¯s birthday is January 8th.  When they were passionately in love, Wang Lu once jokingly called Chen Wei "sister", but was beaten up by an angry Chen Wei.It is most annoying to have a younger brother who is in love with a godly horse. He warned Wang Lu not to joke about being six days older in the future.

    Therefore, even when the two were deeply in love, Wang Lu would never dare to call Chen Wei "sister", but he would not call him "sister", and Chen Wei would never call Wang Lu "brother" - he is obviously "brother"  " said.

    But in the dream, Wang Lu heard her calling him "brother."

    What a strange dream.  Wang Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

    At this time, a soft call came from Xie Ling¡¯s room: ¡°Brother.¡±

    Wang Lu is smart, "Brother", someone is indeed calling him "Brother", it's not someone else, it's Xie Ling

    There was another low call from behind the board.

    "What's the matter?" Wang Lu asked subconsciously.

    "Old man Chen told us to get up and get ready to go." Xie Ling's voice came from behind the door panel.

    Wang Lu snorted: "I'll get up right now."

    Xie Ling said: "I'm going to go down and wash my face first." As she said that, there was the sound of people going downstairs.

    Wang Lu rubbed his face heavily, what a strange dream, *dream.

    "You're not a young man, so what are you dreaming about?"

    Fortunately, the eruption in the dream did not turn into a ghost in reality. Otherwise, after sleeping at Old Man Chen's house for a night, Wang Lu would be exposed to the quilt, and Wang Lu's old face would be stripped naked.  Now, there is no wet or sticky feeling on my underwear, it's fine.

    Wang Lu subconsciously touched the bottom, and it was indeed not wet. It was great - damn it

    Wang Lu is a mature man who is used to doing what he loves to do. He naturally knows what a man's state is like when he wakes up in the morning.

    But now, the "little brother" is hanging his head, looking like he has exercised excessively.

    A ridiculous idea flashed through Wang Lu's mind. He jumped out of bed barefoot, turned the small blanket covering him inside out, and groped for the sheets again.

    No, there is no color that shouldn¡¯t be there.  For example, red.

    The bed sheets are blue and white striped, and apart from being a little wrinkled, there is nothing unusual about them.

    Last night, nothing happened.

    Everything is just Wang Lu¡¯s dream.  *Dream.

    Brother Fa said, *I dreamed of Wuhen.

    Wang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, he felt a little regretful and even felt a little disappointed.

    Wang Lu did not fold the quilt, put on his clothes hastily, and walked downstairs.  He didn't notice that there were a few short but soft hair falling on the pillow.

    Wang Lu himself was shaved bald by Chen Wei.  Until now, there has only been a little stubble.

    After going downstairs, Old Mrs. Cui was busy making breakfast in the kitchen, but she didn't see Old Man Chen.

    Wang Lu turned to the yard and saw Xie Ling standing at the mouth of the well brushing her teeth, with a bucket for water, a washbasin, and a towel beside her.  Xie Ling's back was turned to Wang Lu, and her slender legs were outlined by jeans.

    Wang Lu stared at Xie Ling's back and was stunned unconsciously.

    Xie Ling brushed her teeth, rinsed her mouth, and was about to twist a towel to wash her face. She turned around and saw Wang Lu, and said a vague greeting: "Brother, are you up?"

    Wang Lu said "Oh", and Xie Ling gestured to the other washbasin at her feet with her chin: "Grandma Cui has prepared a towel and toothbrush for you."

    Wang Lu hurried over, threw the bucket into the well, shook it by the rope, skillfully tilted the bucket and sank under the water, fetched a bucket full of water, poured it into the basin, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and casually said thank you.  Ling: "Where is Mr. Chen?"

    Xie Ling splashed the water in the basin on the ground and said, "My old man went out to explore the road." As she said that, she carried the basin and walked to the kitchen.

    Wang Lu pretended to brush his teeth, but his eyes were fixed on Xie Ling's waist and legs. There didn't seem to be any discomfort in that waist and legs.  Xie Ling turned around and walked, still as generous and neat.

    But having said that, I remember that when Wang Lu and Chen Wei spent the first night together, the two went crazy all night. When they got up the next day, they still played and made trouble whenever they wanted. In the ancient books, it was said that Jiaoer could not walk after sex.  It's all nonsense in modern women.

    Even the red ones that can¡¯t be found are very common among modern women who are used to exercising and accidentally break them.

    *Dream Wuhen.  Wang Lu murmured and splashed the cool well water on his face.  Wake up, you fool.  He didn't have the guts to push her down, so he could only have sex in his dreams.

    It¡¯s just that the passionate feeling in the dream was a bit too real.

    And the reaction of "little dd" cannot be faked.

    Damn it, am I actually impotent?

      No way

    Not long ago, I had a good time with Chen Wei and told her that she would not wilt just because she said she was withering.  Brother, I am not Liu Xiahui.

    ???????? Could it be that the damn sensory loss ability has actually developed to the "younger brother"?

    That was worse than impotence. The eunuch had to cut him with a knife anyway. He felt that the loss of superpowers was really going to happen to his "younger brother". It really echoed the old saying - a silver gun with a waxy head, looks good but is useless.

    Wang Lu secretly touched the lower part and squeezed it. Fuck, it hurt. Thank God, his "brother" still felt it.

    Wang Lu was messing around blindly when the door of the small courtyard opened with a creak and Old Man Chen walked in. He saw Wang Lu hurriedly wiping his face with a towel: "Xiao Wang, are you up?  It rained very well last night and drove away all the zombies in the village alley. I just looked and saw that the road is open."

    At this time, Mrs. Cui also came out: "Xiao Wang, come and have breakfast."

    The breakfast was very rich, including pancakes, preserved egg porridge, mixed rice steamed buns, pickles, mustard shreds, and pickled tofu. Wang Lu was in a hurry and ate very quickly. Occasionally he glanced at Xie Ling next to him, who was drinking a glass of wine with her head lowered.  A bowl of porridge, nothing unusual about it.

    After breakfast, they took the chicken and rabbit cages given by Mrs. Cui and the group prepared to set off. Wang Lu murmured that he didn¡¯t know what to say to Mrs. Cui. He actually wanted to invite Mrs. Cui and Mr. Chen to live in Yashan.  But when I think about it, the old couple lived in a paradise in Houlong Village, which was a bit better than Yashan. If nothing else, the house they lived in was much better than the shabby house in Longwang Temple. Why should I?  Just ask them to leave, that's all.

    Wang Lu held it in for a long time before saying: "Grandma, if anything happens in the future, just come to Yashan to find me."

    Mrs. Cui patted Wang Lu's hand: "Say hello to Teacher Xiao Chen. Come and sit down if you have time."

    Old man Chen finished smoking a cigarette beside him and threw the cigarette butt away: "Let's go."

    Old man Chen took the lead, followed closely by Wang Lu and Xie Ling, and went out.

    Outside the door, there is a long alley with several branch roads leading to the nearby houses.  Old Man Chen walked straight along the alley without Wang Lu and Xie Ling. After walking for about 10 steps, he turned a corner and entered a farmhouse next to him. He passed through the empty living room and came to the back door of the kitchen. He pushed the door and entered a lane with room for only one person.  Popular nudge.

    After walking in the lane for a short distance, Old Chen stopped and motioned to Wang Lu to help him push away a flatbed truck that was standing upright against the wall. Wang Lu did as he was told, trying not to make any noise.  A simple door made of wooden strips was revealed behind the flatbed truck. Pushing the door open revealed a woodshed inside.

    The woodshed was dark and narrow. The edge of the bamboo basket in Wang Lu's hand hit the firewood piled high next to it. The chickens and rabbits in the bamboo basket stirred for a while.

    Old man Chen stopped when he heard the noise. The three of them stood in the woodshed without even daring to take a breath. They waited until the bamboo basket became quiet again before moving on.

    When I came out of the woodshed, I saw in front of me a collapsed house. The roof of the house was gone, and only half of the walls on the four sides were left. The floor of the original room was covered with weeds.

    There was more than one such house. Wang Lu looked around and saw that there were several similar houses around. Some houses were obviously overheated. The blackened beams and broken bricks fell to the ground, and the walls were full of fire.  Traces of black ashes were all over the ground.

    Old man Chen suddenly stopped while leaning against half the wall, and made a soft gesture toward Wang Lu and Xie Ling.

    Wang Lu and Xie Ling squatted down next to Old Chen.

    Time passed by, and there was no movement around. Wang Lu's legs were numb from squatting. He was about to stand up and stretch his legs when he suddenly heard a thumping sound from outside the door where only the doorway was left.

    Wang Lu shut his mouth and stared at the door.

    The sound was getting closer and closer. A crutch first appeared on the gravel road outside the door. Then, the white-haired head of a zombie appeared. It was a very old zombie, holding it on  Crutches, moving step by step.

    The old zombie passed by the door. After a while, the clicking sound disappeared on the gravel road. Old Chen turned around and said, "This is the oldest old man in our village. He is 89 years old. He gets up early every morning and walks around the village.  Even after becoming a zombie, I haven¡¯t changed this habit.¡±

    Wang Lu found it really unbelievable and couldn't help blurting out: "Why don't you kill it?" This kind of zombie is the best to kill. Xie Ling can take care of it with a woodcutter alone.

    Old man Chen shook his head: "Don't care what it does, just avoid it for a little bit."

    With that said, he went out of the door first.

    Under the leadership of Old Man ChenNext, Wang Lu and Xie Ling walked around Houlong Village, walking through the kitchen, patio and small alley. Old man Chen also led them for a while on the rooftops of a row of flat houses, pointing out as they walked.  Looking at the four large and small zombies in the small yard of the bungalow that were roaring and jumping at the three living people on the roof, he said: "This family is from outside. There are also many outsiders who come to work in Houlong Village.  When something happened, the whole family turned into zombies. The door to the yard was always closed, so outsiders couldn't come in, and the zombies inside couldn't get out, but they didn't harm anyone else."

    Xie Ling looked carefully and saw a little girl wearing a skirt with bite marks on her face and arms. She couldn't help but poked Wang Lu on the back: "Brother, look."

    Wang Lu glanced at it and roughly guessed the scene at that time: his parents and younger brother were all sick, and the village outside was in chaos. The little girl had to close the courtyard door and stay with her family. The children of migrant workers had already been in charge, so maybe the little girl  She also had to give medicine, cook and take care of three patients.  As a result, my parents and younger brother did not recover from their illnesses, but turned into zombies. The little girl who was guarding her relatives also turned into a zombie after being bitten.  A family of four zombies live "happily" together in this small closed world.  Maybe the word "forever" should be added.

    Passing through a small bamboo forest - well, believe it or not, there is actually a small bamboo forest sandwiched between the front and back of the Houlong Village farmhouse. In fact, Wang Lu has even seen the vegetable fields along the way. He is no longer surprised. What is it called?  Original ecology, this is it.  The so-called tens of millions of garden mansions in the city are simply inferior compared to this small bamboo forest.

    Opening the half-height bamboo fence, Old Man Chen finally stood still: "We're here."

    Wang Lu looked around and saw that there was a stone road outside. On the right side of the road, it led directly to the outside of the village. Standing here, you could hear the sound of the stream flowing.

    Old man Chen pushed Wang Lu: "Let's go quickly. Although there are no zombies around here now, there is no guarantee that they will run out anytime."

    Wang Lu was not polite and nodded to Old Chen. Carrying the bamboo basket and the fire ax, he walked out of the fence gate and ran towards the stream. The sound of Xie Ling's brisk footsteps could be heard closely behind him.

    Within a few breaths, the two of them had already reached the stream. Wang Lu didn¡¯t hesitate at all and jumped directly into the stream under the more than one meter high embankment.

    With a splash, Xie Ling also jumped down.

    The two of them stood awkwardly in the waist-deep stream, glanced at each other, and laughed silently - finally escaping safely!

    They recognized this section of the creek road and it was not far from the bridge. The two decided to walk forward along the stream until they found the place where the boat was parked - in front of the villa of the owner of the pickup truck.

    It rained heavily last night. The stream was a bit fast and the water was quite deep. Wang Lu and Xie Ling tried their best to move forward step by step by relying on the embankment. Wang Lu carried a lot of things and unknowingly pulled them behind. Xie Ling only carried  Holding a woodcutter, he took the initiative to walk ahead to explore the road.

    Wang Lu had one foot high and one foot low, but his eyes were fixed on Xie Ling, who was a few steps ahead.

    Xie Ling¡¯s jeans were all wet, tightly wrapped around her legs, and most of her shirt was wet, revealing a large area of ??her skin underneath.

    The stream is a little cold.

    Wang Lu was a little worried.

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