Chapter 50 Jingyuan and Pictures

Jingyuan stared at the vines behind Xiao Yun'er. He was so envious. He also wanted such a convenient substitute.

Speaking of which, this thing looks like the "Hermit Purple" in appearance, but its functions are similar to the "Platinum Star". If you want to give it a data panel, it must be at least a 4A panel, with destructive power, precision, speed and

The endurance is both A, the growth is unknown, and the range should be a B.

This kid might have some blood from the Joestar family!

He quietly walked around behind Xiao Yun'er and looked at the back of her neck, trying to find a star birthmark there. Unfortunately, her neck was completely occupied by the black strange flowers spreading wantonly.

This weird behavior finally attracted Xiao Yun'er's attention. She turned her head, a vine rolled up the night pearl, and placed the goose egg-sized bead on Jingyuan's head, like a twirl on his hair.

Consider it a bird's nest.

The painting was completed. She left her seat, grabbed the notebook with her little hand, and handed it over.

It was difficult to guess what she was thinking, so she took the Ye Mingzhu back and held Jingyuan's hand, but only held it lightly before letting go.

In short, Jingyuan felt that she was not angry because he slipped away yesterday despite her obstruction. No, it was hard to say. Maybe she was angry, but she couldn't tell.

While Jingyuan was trying to figure out Xiao Yun'er's intentions, she had already picked up the crystal ball on the table, holding the luminous pearl in one hand and the crystal ball in the other, putting the two things together for comparison.

She stared blankly at the snowy scene in the crystal ball. The bright snow powder inside floated and sparkled.

She seemed to like this new toy very much. She put down the luminous pearl, held the crystal ball in both hands, and shook it up and down repeatedly, just for the snowflakes floating in the ball.

Suddenly she ran in front of Jingyuan again, wrapped the crystal ball with vines and placed it on Jingyuan's head.

She looked up at the scene and smiled slightly. If you didn't look carefully, you could hardly see the weak and stiff arc.

Jingyuan felt very relieved. Under his education, some kind of beautiful feelings sprouted in the child's heart.

He has always believed that the shaping of a person's character has nothing to do with that person himself. The environment is the biggest determining factor. What kind of environment one grows up in determines what kind of person one will become in the future.

If Xiao Yuner had not met him, how would she have grown up in this desolate world?

Living in this unchanging, dead supermarket, are the mutants that have invaded her territory possible to give her a friendly experience?

I'm afraid not. All she can experience is the law of the jungle, fighting and malice. If she survives in such an environment, she will become an emotionless killing machine, slaughtering any creature that comes close to her. She is bloodthirsty and cruel.

She will truly become a terrifying monster.

Fortunately, Jingyuan met her before she became like that. At this time, she was still like a blank sheet of paper.

When they come into contact, their fates intersect, and Jingyuan's every move will become the key to shaping her character.

There is a sense of déjà vu that he is raising a daughter, but Jingyuan does not have the sense of mission and responsibility of being a father. He just feels that this city is too desolate and lonely. If there is no one in the world who can talk, at least

He can also find this stupid little zombie to keep him company.

Opening the notebook, starting from page 42, Xiao Yun'er started her painting diary.

The level of painting on page 43 is still quite rough, comparable to Jingyuan's stick figure painting skills, but she has made obvious progress on every page. On the last page, she finally evolved into this kind of painting.

Drawing skills similar to those of a printer.

She began to use drawings to express her inner thoughts. Jingyuan found a new notebook, sat with her under the eaves of the supermarket, and communicated with each other through drawings.

However, her level of expression is still very rough and she cannot express too complex ideas. In other words, her paintings are too abstract and difficult to understand.

For example, when he touched Xiao Yun'er's forehead, she drew a bunch of very neat squares and an oversized yo-yo. He held Xiao Yun'er's hand, and she drew a dense mess of lines, plus some snowflakes.

The same little dots.

Before evening came, he and Xiao Yun'er filled up the entire notebook.

How should I put it, it feels like two people are not on the same channel and it is difficult to get along with each other.

But the interaction process was quite interesting. He looked forward to how Xiao Yun'er would respond to him every time and guessed what elements would appear in the painting.

But he didn't see any pattern. Xiao Yun'er's thoughts seemed to be changing every minute. Maybe she was just doodling casually.

The sky became dim again, and Jingyuan once again tried to coax Xiao Yun'er out of the supermarket, but her attitude was still very firm and she was determined not to leave the supermarket.

She drew a bunch of yarn-like things on the paper for Jingyuan to see. They were messy and disorderly, but they were also entangled together, which made people feel a little bored.

Helplessly, Jingyuan gave up the idea of ​​taking her away. This supermarket seemed to be of extraordinary significance to her.

Different ways of living doomed the two sides to be unable to go together.

Jingyuan gestured to her again, with his index and middle fingers pointing downwards, and the other fingers retracted, waving them back and forth as if he were walking alone.

Surprisingly, she didn't stop Jingyuan this time, she just took out the crystal ball and gave Jingyuan a look, stretched out her little hand and patted Jingyuan's belly, and returned to the supermarket door.

On the way back, Jingyuan thought about what she meant.

Combining the cause and effect, he soon understood.

The first time he left, he brought back the luminous pearl and the gold necklace. The second time he left, he brought back the crystal ball. Xiao Yun'er probably thought he was out looking for good things.

Showing him the crystal ball is telling him that I like this style very much.

"Ha ha."

Jingyuan laughed and shrugged, thinking that he really had the mentality of a little girl, so from now on he would pay more attention to those delicate little things that little girls would like, and give them to her if he finds them.

Just treat it as a gift and add 5 points of favorability. Maybe if it accumulates to 100 points, she will follow him and gain a mini-BOSS level follower.

Returning to 707, he opened the map and began to modify the route. He decided to avoid all monster icons in order to stay safe.

Before going to bed, he exercised for 3 hours, 1 hour of knife swing training, 1 hour of stabbing training, and 1 hour of parkour training.

After that, there is half an hour of reading time, but the firelight is still too dim compared to the light of the electric lamp. It is okay to look at the pictures of beautiful women by the firelight. But it is very difficult to read the text. You have to be very close to the brazier and put your eyes close to it.

You can only see it clearly on the page.

After flipping through two short articles in magazines, he could no longer stand the painful way of reading.

The next day, he got on his bicycle and set off as usual.

With his first experience, he found the right road very skillfully and the journey was smooth. He arrived at the Xiuhu Avenue gas station at only 9 a.m.

Further ahead, there was another residential area. Although there was a treasure chest icon, there were also several monster icons. The danger was very high, so he chose to take a detour and take a small road.

The country roads are very desolate on both sides. The fields are full of weeds. There are not even a few farmhouses in sight. The road is bumpy. It is not a smooth asphalt road, but a small road with pebbles inlaid in the mud. It seems that in the past, this

The place is a river bed.

Overall, there are no surprises or scares on this road, just like riding a bicycle alone in the suburbs.

He took Xiaobai out of the travel bag, put it in the basket in front, and rode quietly in the sunshine.

It took some time to clear the bushes blocking the road, but at 11:32 a.m., he finally saw the "Zhoushan City Scenic Spot - green sign 500 meters ahead."

Southern Suburbs Border Town, arrived!
Chapter completed!