Lin Murong had a dream at night.
It's not a daydream, it's just a normal night dream.
But he didn't dream of a little pink shovel.
The zombies he dreamt of.
The zombies that were shot in the head by him but staggered back to their feet kept chasing him, roaring and wanting to bite him.
However, they don’t even have a head, so they don’t know how to make any sound.
Whether there are a few, a dozen or hundreds of them, Lin Murong is not afraid.
He was a high-level psychic after all. He didn't even care about some zombies that didn't even have their heads.
But, that's not a few hundred words, it's tens of thousands of words.
There are too many to count.
When Lin Murong saw so many of them, he ran away without thinking. He couldn't beat them, he couldn't beat them at all.
Although he felt that he was in good physical condition, there were tens of thousands of them.
I can’t beat him, I really can’t beat him.
He was scared.
He was fearless, but at this moment, he was afraid.
He ran and ran, running faster than the mutant rabbit, but the zombies chasing him also ran faster and faster.
Then Lin Murong also got faster and faster.
As he ran, a pit appeared in front of him and he jumped into it. As he ran, a lake appeared in front of him and he swam. As he ran, a sea appeared in front of him.
Lin Murong: "???"
There's no way he can swim past this, so just give up.
Although he wanted to give up, the zombies behind him were getting closer and closer. Lin Murong thought about it and decided that compared to jumping into the sea, the zombies were more unacceptable to him, so he jumped into the sea.
Then I woke up.
After waking up, I felt a sense of loss.
It was only midnight when he woke up.
He shuddered when he thought of the zombie army in his dream.
It's over, now I can't sleep.
Wuuwuwuwu…
Why does Galaxy dream of a pink shovel?
He dreamed of zombies.
It is said that what you think about during the day you will dream about at night. He was obviously thinking about the little pink shovel.
Why do I dream about zombies?
All zombies.
Wuuwuwuwu…
Unscientific.
They are all zombies.
During the day, Lin Murong ran to ask Su Yinhe.
Su Yinhe frowned and thought for a moment, then fooled him with certainty.
"It must be because you weren't daydreaming. You dreamed normally at night, so you didn't dream about it."
"It's a normal dream, but the dream I had was not normal." There were tens of thousands of zombies.
"That's not important. What's important is that you dream during the day. So..." Su Yinhe suddenly became serious.
"Go to bed now."
Su Yinhe waved at him.
Like chasing a puppy.
But Lin Murong knew nothing about it. He believed Su Yinhe's nonsense and really went to sleep, ready to daydream.
Lin Murong fell asleep quickly, but this time he didn't dream about a pink shovel. He dreamed about a group of zombies wearing pink skirts.
Roar, roar, roar.
Roar, roar, roar.
Lin Murong: "..."
It was a sea of pink, and it was impossible to count how many zombies there were.
There must be tens of thousands.
This time, Lin Murong was very experienced. Before his brain could react, his legs moved first. He ran and ran, then jumped over the pit, swam across the lake, and finally swam into the sea.
Then I woke up again.
Lin Murong was stunned.
Why?
Why on earth is that?
Wasn't he daydreaming?
Why do I still dream about those zombies?
Is he really unworthy?
Wuuwuwuwu…
Lin Murong went to find Su Yinhe in a depressed mood.
"Galaxy, I still haven't dreamed of a pink shovel."
Seeing Lin Murong so depressed, Su Yinhe felt a pang of conscience.
She deserves to die.
He actually tricked Lin Murong, but, cough cough cough...
She didn't feel guilty at all.
Damn it.
Damn her.
Su Yinhe felt a little guilty, and then continued to tease Lin Murong heartlessly.
She thought Lin Murong was very interesting.
It's fun to tease Lin Murong.
"Maybe your sleeping position is wrong. You should change it." Su Yinhe said this without blushing at all.
"Are you sure?" Lin Murong looked distrustful.
Why does he always feel that what Yinhe said is wrong?
"Really, you just have the wrong sleeping posture. If you had the right posture, there would definitely be a pink shovel." Su Yinhe said with a firm face.
"Okay. Then I'll try again." The lie Su Yinhe told was outrageous, but what was even more outrageous was that Lin Murong believed it.
The first time he found out that something seemed wrong, he was fooled. The second time he found out that something seemed wrong, he was still fooled by Su Yinhe.
In short, Lin Murong, this fool, didn't react at all.
He is very happy and willing to try.
Chi Yan saw it and wanted to remind her, but when he saw Su Yinhe's interested look, he finally swallowed what he was about to say.
Let’s wait for Lin Murong to react on his own.
Only in this way can you learn your lesson.
Chi Yan also found a plausible excuse and continued to watch Su Yinhe tease Lin Murong.
Lin Murong was also obedient. When Su Yinhe said that there was something wrong with his posture, he changed his sleeping position.
He fell asleep in seconds. He fell asleep very quickly.
Then, I dreamed of zombies again, and this time the zombies were wearing red skirts.
Lin Murong repeated the previous steps.
After waking up, Lin Murong felt even more melancholy.
Why.
He thought about it and changed his posture.
Continue sleeping.
He didn't dream about anything, but dreamed about the wrong things. It must be because his sleeping position was wrong.
Once, twice, three times...
Until dark.
Lin Murong still didn't dream of the pink shovel. In his mind, there were only zombies one by one and in large numbers.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
He has tried every possible way, but why doesn't he believe it?
What other postures are there?
Faced with this question, Su Yinhe's answer was...
"Well, it depends on luck. If you're lucky, any pose will be fine. If you're unlucky, no matter how you pose, it won't work." Oh, why is he sounding more and more mysterious the more he talks.
Weird.
Su Yinhe collected the thoughts in her mind and continued to fool Lin Murong.
"But... this also depends on luck. It's too much." Lin Murong felt very sad. He didn't have much luck.
How could he possibly get such a good thing?
Wuu ...
He shouldn't think about getting a bargain.
Wuuwuwuwu…
"Okay, okay, don't be sad. If you want, I can give you a few more." After teasing people, it's time to let them taste some sweetness.
"Is this true?" Lin Murong was just howling dryly, but he didn't expect that after he howled twice, the pink shovel appeared.
Lin Murong suddenly felt less sad.
Holding the five new pink shovels, Lin Murong was so happy that he didn't know what to do.
He now has lots and lots of pink shovels.
Happiness is here.
Happy, happy, and happy.
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