Museum of the Dead

Chapter 80 Water Zombies

Fei Yan sat in front of the bed, tightly holding Yin Lu'an's hand, the sadness between his brows never went away.

He took off the towel from Yin Luan's forehead, ran the cold water in the washbasin again, twisted it until it was half dry, held it in his hand, and put the other hand on the other's hot forehead.

"Why don't you return?"

Fei Yan sighed, and continued to place the cool towel on Yin Luan's forehead.

Tianling comforted from the side: "It's okay, if the boss says it, it's definitely fine."

He didn't have any confidence in what he said, and he couldn't comfort Fei Yan at all.

One of Tian Ling and Hu Po sat on the threshold, and the other leaned against the door, both with heavy expressions on their faces.

It is not unreasonable for them to be heavy, because over the 1000 years of working together, Yin Luan has never been like this, and the high fever that has been going on for a whole day has not subsided.

"Are the pills useless? Could it be that you have taken too little?" Fei Yan asked the two of them.

Amber leaned there and said, "It's useless, and you can't take too much of it. If you take too much of this pill, it will have side effects."

Fei Yan finally fell silent, looking listless.

Tianling showed a smile uglier than crying: "Maybe this body is not in good health, the boss himself is definitely fine, there must be something wrong with this body, it has a fever when it wants to, and the boss's soul is trapped You can't get out of it!"

Fei Yan shook his head, "I still think it has something to do with that zombie in the water, after all, he didn't show any signs of fever before that."

This is indeed reasonable. Before ordinary people have a fever, they will have a stuffy nose and a cold or something, but Yin Luan suddenly collapsed at that time, and then he couldn't afford to have a fever.

In the words of rural people, this is called bewitching.

Besides, the curator...since last night, he has been in a bad mood. Although Fei Yan didn't ask, it doesn't mean he doesn't know how to observe.

After getting along for so long, there is still some understanding of this.

"However...Xiao Feiyan, do you want to eat first?" Tian Ling worried, "You haven't even drank saliva since morning, don't look back, the boss woke up and you fell down."

Fei Yan looked at Tian Ling's lips that were about to crack. The other party seemed to have not taken a sip of water since morning, "You guys eat first! I'm not hungry for now... Forget it, let's eat, if both of us fall down That's it, our mission is over!"

The overall situation must be put first in everything. Only when he touches the undead can the vortex be opened, and the few of them can return to the Museum of the Undead.

So he must not collapse, especially with his current broken and dilapidated body.

There was a canteen near the hotel where several people lived. Tianling bought some food such as bread and milk to satisfy his hunger, and hurried back.

Fei Yan tore open one of the breads and took a bite, the taste was like chewing wax.

Looking at the packaging bag again, it is about to expire.

He glanced at Tianling, forget it, don't tell him, just make do with it!

Facing a bite of bread with no bean paste, Fei Yan felt depressed.

He remembered the time when he was a paparazzi, and he was alone in front of the bland and temperatureless bread in this convenience store, in order to survive and fill his stomach.

This is not life.

No smoke at all.

He thought of the breakfast shop downstairs, the steaming buns and soy milk in the morning, and a deep-fried stick from the boss.The deep-fried fried dough sticks are very soft, Tian Ling probably likes them, but Yin Luan and Hu Po probably frowned as soon as they took a bite, they don't seem to like such greasy things.

There is also the snack street in his college days. He has not eaten it from beginning to end with Yin Luan.First come two skewers of perverted roasted gluten. The curator will definitely not be able to stand the spiciness, but he will pretend that nothing happened.

At that time, he will take advantage of Yin Luan's hotness, and secretly go to the nearby dessert shop to buy two cones. These cones are much cheaper than the Haagen-Dazs that Yin Luan invited him to eat last time, and the taste is also delicious. Not much difference.

Then there are many more!Grilled cold noodles, pot knuckles, [-]-year-old vermicelli... He wants the family to take him to eat, after all, this is life.

There is also the amusement park, the place where he was abandoned and picked up by the curator—he also wanted to tell Yin Lu'an that the amusement park is not only a merry-go-round project, they can also go there during the day.

They still have a lot of things to do!

Fei Yan held that hand again, and the heat still persisted.He kissed the back of the hand that was still hot.

"When will you wake up? I'm so worried about you." Fei Yan muttered to himself with his lips against the back of the other's hand.

Suddenly, Yin Luan moved suddenly, and Fei Yan got up quickly, calling his name, but he didn't dare to speak out because he scared him back.

"Yin Lu! Yin Lu!" Fei Yan's voice was full of anxiety and love.

But Yin Lu'an couldn't hear it at all, his movements became more and more violent, and he shook off the towel on his forehead.

"Yin Lu An! Yin Lu An!"

Fei Yan yelled again, but Yin Lu'an still didn't respond.Tianling stopped Fei Yan, "Don't worry, I'm probably in a dream right now."

Amber said seriously: "Is it... related to the memories of the three of us."

It was only then that Fei Yan remembered why they chose the room "Dead Man's Bay" in the first place, because Tian Ling said that it was possible to retrieve their lost memories here.

Seeing Yin Luan sweating continuously all over his body, and even streaming down in streams, Fei Yan felt distressed.

What kind of pain is the Curator undergoing right now!

The soul will be empty and lost if it is taken away, but it will not feel better if it is forced into memories!

Fei Yan knew that there were some pains that he couldn't replace, and he had to go through them alone.But how he wished time could go faster!

In this way, Yin Luan can get over this torment earlier.

"Sister... Sister..." Yin Lu'an suddenly began to talk in sleep, although it was not big, but the words were clear.

younger sister……

Fei Yan looked at the two of them: "The boss has a younger sister?"

Tianling thought for a while, "Sister?"

Fei Yan: "..." You are still joking at this time!

Fei Yan had to hold back, "It's related by blood."

Tian Ling shook his head: "I haven't heard him mention it. But don't worry, the boss is a clean and self-sufficient person, and he doesn't even have a god-sister."

Fei Yan: "..." Although I'm happy to know that he didn't fuck my sister, now is not the time to talk about it, okay?

"What sound?" Tian Ling suddenly turned around, "There is a sound outside."

The voice became clearer and clearer, this time even Fei Yan heard it!

The voice was extremely distant, from far to near, "General...General..."

"General!" Fei Yan was surprised, isn't this the key word of this mission?

He looked back at Yin Lu'an, Yin Lu'an also became quiet at this moment, and stopped talking in his dreams.

General... Before Yin Luan, was he a general?

Fei Yan didn't have time to wonder, because the owner of that voice was right outside the door!

The author has something to say: Fei Yan: At such a dangerous moment, my man is actually sleeping? ? ?

Curator: Don't worry, baby, I'll wake up soon...

Fei Yan: Yingyingying, I don't listen... Men are big hoofs!

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