A cute, timid mushroom mistakenly takes the zombie king for her boyfriend and sticks close to him.

Chapter 94 Mr. Zombie's Serious Face: Don't Randomly Take Off Men's Clothes

In the thick fog, two dark figures embraced, their backs pressed against what seemed like an ice wall, sending chills down one's spine...

Meng Xiaoyou was terrified. She didn't even dare to turn around. She knew without a doubt that behind her was a zombie with Pei Sinian's face on its head, causing chaos.

The thought of being held by a zombie made Mushroom explode with rage. He gripped the handle of his shovel tightly, determined to retaliate against the zombie.

He reached out, but his wrist was firmly held and he couldn't budge it.

She tried to push it again, but the zombie's bones were quite hard and it was very strong. The mushroom flapped for a long time, but it couldn't budge it an inch. In the end, the shovel fell to the ground. She was panting heavily, her head drooping dejectedly, and even her ahoge (cowlick) had withered.

"Kill me or torture me, give me a quick death!"

Ugh, this is so agonizing.

She was met with silence from behind, not even a whisper of her own thoughts.

Meng Xiaoyou shrank her neck, thinking that the other person was considering finding an opportunity to bite into the mushroom.

The expected pain did not come; only a cold voice steadily echoed behind me.

"You should give me a quick death!"

A human jumping and frolicking right under the noses of zombies, smelling delicious, is no different from giving a dog that has been starving for days a meat bun and rubbing it against the dog's nose, even though the dog is wearing a muzzle.

You can see it, you can smell it, but you can't eat it.

Mr. Zombie expressionlessly turned the meat bun that was facing away from him around, his gaze lingering slightly on her panicked face. His thin lips parted hesitantly: "Weren't you going to—beat me to death and then bury me? Why are you acting all wronged?"

Pei Sinian had just finished dealing with other matters and rushed over when he was given a good beating by the little fool.

She even started to feel wronged.

He flicked his finger and wiped away a small purple bubble from the corner of Mushroom's red eye. The bubble popped with a "pop" as it touched her skin, as if opening the floodgates of Mushroom's tear ducts. She burst into tears, bumped her head against his chest, and muttered reproachfully, "How can I prove you're Pei Sinian!"

bang bang bang --

His chest was firm.

She bumped into it twice and concluded—it was this sound.

She touched him a couple more times, feeling a familiar, heartless sensation. As she got closer, she noticed a tear in Pei Sinian's shirt. Without thinking, she pressed her soft lips against the man's chest.

The man's skin was icy cold, without the putrid smell of a zombie. She smelled and pressed it against him repeatedly to confirm.

Pei Sinian's heart pounded. He frowned, pulled her from his arms, and gently flicked her brow with his cold fingertips.

Chest muscles unlocked successfully, heartbeat unlocked successfully, breath unlocked successfully, finger snap unlocked successfully, Mushroom covered his head, "It really is Pei Sinian."

Pei Sinian's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "There are fakes too?"

The mention of the fake Pei Sinian really upset Mushroom. She sniffed and said, "Just now, a zombie turned into your appearance."

Pei Sinian's tone turned cold: "And then?"

Actually, Meng Xiaoyou discovered the zombie but didn't do anything to her. However, that didn't stop Mushroom from complaining: "Wash your hands, it pulled my hand."

"Click——"

【…】

Meng Xiaoyou put away the shovel, enjoying the treatment from Mr. Zombie's water powers. She squinted comfortably, no longer feeling aggrieved, and said, "I didn't mean to hit you just now. I thought it was a zombie in disguise."

"Click——"

"Hmm." Pei Sinian washed her hands without saying a word.

"I think I just hit something, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, you didn't hit me." After washing his hands, he used the water to dab the mushroom's clothes dry, and then wiped the water out. She was a fragrant and clean little mushroom again. The man reached out and stroked the tuft of hair sticking up on her head. "You're not afraid of me, are you?"

Meng Xiaoyou shook her head. "No, besides you, who would hit me on the head so easily?"

Pei Sinian's expression remained unchanged. "Just this?"

"Besides you, who else would be so unreasonable as to steal my bubbles? I saw you just casually snatch one away."

The mushroom was making a very loud accusation.

"anything else?"

"I just heard the zombie's thoughts, but I couldn't hear yours, so you're definitely not a zombie."

Pei Sinian's eyes flashed with a complex expression for a moment, then he regained his composure. "Okay, I won't lose you next time."

"No, didn't you come looking for me?" Mushroom glanced sideways. "How did your clothes get torn?"

Pei Sinian's usually impeccably clean white shirt was torn at the chest, revealing glimpses of his fair skin and the smooth lines of his muscles.

He said, "I encountered a zombie."

"Are you worried about getting infected? Let me see."

Before Pei Sinian could react, Meng Xiaoyou had already skillfully pulled open his collar, stood on tiptoe, and looked down to examine the wound.

A cool breeze blew in through her open collar, and strands of her hair brushed against his skin intermittently, leaving a peculiar sensation.

The man's heart skipped a beat. He pulled her down, his voice stern: "Don't try to undress a man."

No matter how many times I tell it, this little brain just won't learn.

Meng Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no wounds. "The one that attacked us wasn't a zombie. Did you see the zombie behind me just now?"

"Have!"

"Which direction did he run off to? He's the one who caused this fog. If we deal with him, the fog might dissipate. He's hiding in the shadows now and might launch another attack on us."

"will not."

"Click——"

The man's expression was calm, but in the dim fog, his light gray pupils were terrifyingly dark, as if hiding a bottomless abyss.

Meng Xiaoyou heard other noises and felt a chill in the air. She gripped Pei Sinian's sleeve tightly and moved a little closer, but then she felt as if she had kicked something.

Looking down, I saw a somewhat flat back of the head, half of its face embedded in the ground, its two hands struggling helplessly, but unfortunately, it could not escape punishment and was trampled under the man's feet.

No wonder I kept hearing cracking sounds; it turns out the zombies' bones were being crushed by being stepped on.

When Pei Sinian saw that she had noticed, he said quietly, "You knocked it down with your shovel, so I just stepped on it. It shouldn't be able to ambush us for a while."

Fog-like zombie: "..."

[Buzzing sound]

Meng Xiaoyou wiped her sweat. "Its head is buzzing, and we can't quite hear what it's thinking. It's probably cursing at us."

Then came another series of teeth-grinding cracking sounds.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds, dispelling the dark fog, and the surrounding scenery finally became much clearer.

Just then, a strange sound came from underground. Pei Sinian frowned and pulled Meng Xiaoyou aside.

Meng Xiaoyou gripped his clothes tightly, "It has accomplices?!"

"Thorn-"

Accompanied by eerie background music, a red figure emerged from the ground, with a misty zombie "corpse" on its head. It wiped the dirt from its eyes, numbly sniffed the familiar scent in the air.

"Huh?" What are you doing here?

The zombies couldn't see anything and didn't know what was happening, but the people who arrived on the other side could see everything clearly.

"Oh dear! I've come at the wrong time. If I had known you would do this, I would have looked for you later."

It was Tang Shengnan's voice that brought Meng Xiaoyou back to her senses. She glanced at the fabric in her hand, then at the man's bare chest muscles, and fell into a daze.

What happened just now?