Dying in the Male Lead’s Arms Every Time I Transmigrate

The news that Lichun reads is very simple, it may have something to do with her personality, and it is gone in the middle.

Ning Meng didn't enjoy it at all.

But this kind of emotion could not be expressed, she silently withdrew her gaze, "This is alarmist, maybe it was scared by some tramp."

Lichun received the phone and nodded, "Madam is right."

Hearing these words, Ning Meng's thoughts of comforting her disappeared, looking for a reason and went back to the room.

However, it didn't take long for her to return to the news, and she finally found out her mobile phone and searched the keyword just now.

This matter has become a very hot topic, and the topics that popped up from a search were all that, in rows, and there were many guesses.

She clicked on the first one, which was an introduction about this matter, and it was accompanied by a picture.

It says that a group of people who came out to eat supper last night at the construction site, a total of three big men, had an accident on the way to eat supper. They were bitten by a wild man and found by the food stall owner who took out the garbage there. He lost too much blood and was finally sent to the hospital.

Even the first-aid doctors said that if it was a little later, he would be dead.

At first, the hospital thought it was excessive blood loss, but the actual situation was much more serious. All three of them were sent to the rescue room with pale faces and poisoned appearances.

It has been two full days now, and I haven't come out of the intensive care unit.

There are also many comments below, messy, and all kinds of speculation.

"Don't be the savages of the Shenlongjia running out? My god, has anyone taken the photo? Can you pass it out to see?"

"The police haven't caught anyone yet. This section of the road should be monitored."

"How the hell did you bite, and just take a bite at the neck? Or what? How is this different from a vampire?"

"I haven't dared to go out recently. Who knows if it's a pervert, a savage who deliberately pretends, so that I can't find what the face looks like."

Ning Meng looked very interesting.

This group of netizens really have what kind of ideas, everyone is different, the most likes is the comment "Savage Dragon Framed Out".

She thinks this idea is probably wrong.

According to the description in the news, there is a tendency to be poisoned. Savage bites generally only kill people. How could he be poisoned again?

At this moment, the system suddenly came up and said: "This symptom, is it a zombie?"

Seeing it and knowing, Ning Meng hurriedly asked: "Why is it related to zombies again?"

The system explained: "Look at the description on the news, this situation is generally a black scorpion, being treated as a savage, and the person infected with the zombie poison will basically not live long."

"What is black stiff?"

"Black zombies are zombies with black hairs. There are also several types of zombies, such as white hairs and green hairs... Among them, black zombies are the most powerful. When the black zombies reach a certain level, the black hairs will fall off. It became a jumping corpse, and it really started to dance."

Ning Meng was sweating coldly, which was no different from the zombies that jumped in the TV series.

"If you evolve a little bit, you can fly. It's called flying corpses. At that time, the activities are more like humans. They move fast, can run and jump. In fact, they are much better than humans, and they are invulnerable."

The system stopped at this point.

Ning Meng digested it, and couldn't help asking, "Can flying corpses evolve? Is there anything better than it?"

"Of course there is. It's called Drought. According to ancient myths, Huangdi's daughter is the first ancestor. When he encounters a drought, he can die directly, and every place it goes, that place will become dry and form a drought."

It was the first time Ning Meng heard the name Hanyan. She logged into the browser and checked what it was.

There are a lot of answers given on the Internet. The most popular saying is that drought can not only cause drought, but also confuse people, and can do anything. The rest is just like what the system says.

Going to the mythology a little bit, Drought Yan evolves, and it becomes . According to legend, this thing was finally recovered and became Nuwa's mount.

As for the latter, she didn't quite understand it.

And no one took photos of this incident, and some were only photos of patients in the hospital, and there were no useful clues at all.

In the photo above, not even a bit of the wound can be seen, it is all bandaged.

Ning Meng sighed and took away the phone.

She didn't see Shi Qi's figure until she had eaten.

Usually at this time, Shi Qi would always come to accompany her to eat, according to Lichun's meaning, that is for the wife to eat and cultivate feelings.

Although this name sounds embarrassing...but he is telling the truth.

Ning Meng had a bowl at noon.

When Lichun was clearing up the meal, he could not help but say: "Oh, I don't know why Master Qi didn't come today, so Madam ate such a little."

Ning Meng: "..."

Alas, what should she say.

As soon as Lichun left, she took out the phone and happened to see the new news posted a few minutes ago.

——The three men in the intensive care unit died.

Ning Meng swiftly clicked in to see. In just half an hour, a lot of news went viral on the Internet, and the most widely spread was still being killed.

The hospital immediately concluded that all three men died of poisoning. They encountered this kind of poison for the first time and there was no solution.

For a time, there was a dispute on the Internet because of the correctness of this reason.

Some people say that the hospital concealed the real death information, and they chose such an absurd reason to shirk responsibility for fear of being said.

Some people think that the hospital is right, after all, there is no reason to say it is fake.

Then the two parties quarreled, arguing on Weibo and other social software, and they almost didn't fight.

As an insider, Ning Meng felt that it was right to die from poisoning, and corpse poison was also poison. How could the hospital be able to detoxify this poison? Even those who study Feng Shui need several days to deal with it.

Like normal corpse poison, you can use glutinous rice to get rid of it.

They were brought out by the black gangster, and persisting in the hospital for two days is already amazing in modern medicine, and ordinary people will die in less than a day.

If she encounters a black stiff, there is absolutely no place to bury her.

Ning Meng trembled.

The system popped up and suggested: "Tell you a way, you take a cat over. There is a saying that how can a dog bark normally, but when it encounters a zombie, it will not bark, but the cat is different. , Cats can cry cold, which is very different from normal calls, and it is easy to hear."

The dog I found might not be useful. In case I don’t like to bark or bark when I meet it, wouldn’t it be a decoration or a cat.

Ning Meng heard what it said and suddenly asked, "Does weasel work?"

"...Uh..." The system hesitated, "It should be reactive. Weasels are spiritual animals, they know human nature, and they understand this aspect themselves. If there are no major problems, they should respond."

Ning Meng said, "Then, just hold Xiao Huang every day."

As soon as the zombie appears, it will release Xiaohuang piapia, which is a perfect reminder when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Ning Meng saw Lichun passing by with something. She quickly stopped and asked, "Lichun, do you know where Shiqi is?"

Lichun thought for a while and replied: "Master Qi is in the mansion."

She also received a call from the mansion an hour ago to ask if the wife is well, she should be still there now.

Ning Meng nodded and went straight there.

Shi Qi was indeed in the mansion.

When Ning Meng passed by, he was looking at things over there, and she didn't know if it was because of his spiritual heart that she actually saw a yellow animal at Shi Qi's feet.

After watching carefully for a long time, Ning Meng finally determined that it was Xiao Huang.

...But I haven't seen him for so many years...Xiao Huang has become an old Huang.

The total age of the weasel will not go too much, it can live for so many years and it is the reason for the cultivation, otherwise it would have been in the soil long ago.

Ning Meng walked over and asked, "Is this Xiao Huang?"

Shi Qi hadn't answered yet, Xiao Huang smelled her scent, and the weasel happily ran over and circled around, slowing down a lot because of her age.

"It's it." Shi Qi said softly.

Ning Meng touched its neck and said with emotion: "It's really big. It's been more than 20 years."

The weasel screamed, enjoying her stroking, snoring, obviously very happy.

Shi Qi said from the side: "It recognizes you."

There is a difference between the weasel's recognition of humans and other animals' recognition of humans, let alone a well-trained weasel who has stayed in Shi's house for so many years.

For the old lady Shi, it does not remember the body, but the soul.

From the time it came into contact, the old lady Shi's body had always been Ning Meng's soul, and it naturally remembered how she felt.

Ning Meng looked over in amazement. The weasel's intimate appearance really didn't seem to be the first time I saw her. It was really possible that she had recognized her.

She knelt down and stroked its forehead, "Do you know who I am?"

The weasel screamed in response.

Ning Meng felt warm in her heart. Twenty-one years later, the weasel even recognized her. This was touching.

She thought for a while and asked, "Have you eaten chicken for so many years?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence was only uttered. The originally cheerful weasel stopped screaming or wagging its tail, sitting there grievingly.

Seeing this, Ning Meng had guessed that she must have not eaten chicken.

The weasel is addicted to chickens, and if he hasn't eaten chickens for so many years, I am afraid it will be uncomfortable. She even mentioned it accidentally today.

Ning Meng hurts it a little bit and wants to laugh.

"Don't mention it, you'll be by my side in the future." She touched its head, "Call it if you encounter something strange."

Especially zombies.

Ning Meng always felt that the zombie would come home. Although she didn't know why she had such a premonition, her intuition seemed to seldom go wrong.