"Alas, aren't all the hams in the world dead... and the military is also dead? Where is the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier battle group of the United States? Where is the exploration team that has been wandering in remote areas all year round? Why the hell is there no signal?

ah!"

Before going to bed, Hong Tao went to the yard to smoke a cigarette again. He sat in the corridor and scanned the shortwave and medium wave bands, but still found nothing. Radio communications all over the world seemed to have been shut down at the same time, and only his own trick was still there.

Activity.

This is not the most despairing thing. The increasingly pure background noise makes people feel chilled. In the past, I always cursed those sources of interference that existed all the time. Now that they have disappeared, it makes people even more uneasy. The cleaner they disappear, the more

It shows that the fewer signs of human activities, the scope is not this city or this country, but the whole world!

The noise tonight is better than yesterday. The adjacent courtyard No. 52 is already silent. To the east is the Plastic Research Institute office building. There seems to be no sign of activity. Only some movement can be heard in the backyard from time to time, but it does not affect sleep. Zombies

They seem to reduce their activity intensity at night. Could it be that they also need sleep?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

I was so excited that the hairs all over my body stood up. I reached out to pick up my mountaineering pickaxe, put on my shoes, and listened.

"Crack...Brother Hong, is it you?" At this time, there was movement in the bedroom door. It slowly opened a crack, and Chu Qiu's trembling inquiry came.

"Turn on the bedroom light...be quieter!" Fortunately, there was a bunch of keys hanging on the handle of the bedroom door, which would ring like a wind chime at the slightest movement, otherwise the mountaineering pickaxe in Hong Tao's hand would most likely be swung over.

Why is there no movement at all when this woman gets up and out of bed? Damn it!

"Did you hear it too? It seemed like someone was crying, on the roof..." When Chu Qiu heard Hong Tao's words, he immediately opened the door and ran out, grabbed the man's arm and hid it behind his back, pointing to the roof.

, it’s too bad to say anything.

"Hey, aren't these my clothes?" Now Hong Tao knew why this woman moved silently. She didn't wear any shoes at all. She only had a round-neck shirt on her body, which exposed most of her shoulders and barely covered the bottom.

Half of the buttocks and balls are missing, but there is still a vacuum inside.

Don't ask why Hong Tao can see so clearly in a dark room. His small eyes don't have the ability to see through, but he can't stop the thief's quick hands. He just touched the bird when it jumped into the forest!

"It's too... too hot in the bedroom,... ah... it, it, it... it's here again!" When asked this question, Chu Qiu realized that her current dress and posture seemed a bit bold, but that lingering feeling

The erratic crying sounded again, causing her hand that was about to loosen to tighten, and her body almost fell on the landlord's back.

At night in Beijing at the end of August, if it hadn't rained heavily, it would have been really hot. Even if you opened the front and rear windows, you wouldn't be much cooler at the risk of being blown away by the draft. There was no wind at all, and the big willow trees

The thin branches seem to grow inside the painting, without moving at all.

So how did ancient people overcome this kind of weather when there was no air conditioning? In addition to opening as many windows as possible to increase air flow, and adding a layer of wood, a layer of mud and a layer of tiles on the roof to reduce exposure to sunlight,

A lot of thought was put into the interior of the building, such as the ventilation holes in the roof.

All serious courtyard houses have ridges, that is, pointed roofs. A ceiling is hung below the pointed roof, and there is an attic between the roof and the ceiling. However, if no one lives in it and no things are stored, this space is the ancient air-conditioning and ventilation system.

It can keep heat in winter and heat insulate and ventilate in summer. The switch is on the hollow carving pattern on the gables on both sides. It seems that it is just a decoration, but in fact it is not connected to the space in the roof.

In winter, it is blocked to slow down the air circulation in the roof to form an insulation layer to prevent heat loss in the room. In summer, it is opened to use the principle of hot air rising to become two naturally formed chimneys, which silently pump the entire room.

air.

It seems that each of the five north rooms of Hong Tao's house has a partition wall, which is quite thick. However, the partition wall only reaches the bottom of the lintel. In fact, the roofs of the five rooms are all connected. This design is to facilitate air circulation.

However, there is also a disadvantage, that is, it is not very soundproof.

If Hong Tao is sleeping and snoring in the tool room in the west, he can hear it clearly in the bathroom in the east four rooms away. The sound is not transmitted through the walls, but lingers in the space above the ceiling.

Going up there feels like someone is sleeping on the roof.

"Squeak... Listen carefully, it's not a ghost, it's the kid who is spreading hysteria! Alas, I thought he was extremely talented and cold-blooded at heart. He was just pretending during the day..."

In early autumn, I was deceived by this kind of building structure. I thought it was a ghost crying on the roof. I was so scared that my legs went weak. I didn’t even dare to wear clothes. I came out in a hurry to satisfy the landlord. But Hong Tao would not be deceived.

As soon as I heard this disembodied voice, I knew that the problem was not the roof, but the next door, or the next door!

"Oh my God, my heart almost stopped..." Chu Qiu put her ear to the crack of the study door and listened. Finally, she breathed a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"You haven't been reformed, have you?" Taking advantage of Chu Qiu's opportunity to lean forward from behind and listen to the crack in the door, Hong Tao naturally wrapped his left arm around her waist, moved up a few inches, and touched a round, warm

Huh, a big soft guy.

When playing basketball, Hong Tao dared not say that he just grabbed the basketball with one hand, but as long as he tried hard, he could barely catch it five times out of ten. At this time, the palm of his hand would be covered, and he usually didn't wear clothes in early autumn.

It's too bloated, not even as majestic as early summer, it's very unreasonable!

"... I don't have that spare money... This kid is so pitiful..." Feeling the movements of the man's big hands, Chu Qiu's legs became even softer. In fact, since she and her landlord sat on the sofa and watched a movie together last night, she

She was mentally prepared, waiting for this man to touch her bed at any time.

In this environment where the living dead are everywhere, women's traditional weapons, appearance, figure, age, and communication skills are basically useless. Even beautiful zombies can't understand it. If you want to live, if you want to live more comfortably, just

There must be a support, a strong support.

Although the landlord looks ordinary and a bit strange, he is very capable. Killing zombies is as easy as killing a chicken. Finding supplies is easier than going to the supermarket. He also knows so many life skills that besides speaking, it is almost impossible to choose.

Something is wrong. As for whether he is thirty, forty or fifty years old, it seems to be unimportant.

"I'm even more pitiful. I work so hard during the day. I have to sleep on the sofa at night. I have to open my eyes to see if there's a fart outside. I'm always wondering if you're okay with it. Now I'm fine. I have another little ancestor. During the day, I pretend it doesn't matter.

, I dream and cry secretly at night..."

Is Zhang Ke worthy of pity? Hong Tao doesn't think so at all. That kid should feel lucky, as lucky as winning a lottery ticket. The really pitiful person is standing naked outside the study door in his underwear, having sex. You don't know.

Turn your head and look?

"...How about you go sleep in the room...I can order a massage...physical therapy..." Here comes the joke! Chu Qiu knew that tonight her dream would come true, but she felt little joy in her heart.

I don't even have any feelings for him. It's true that I don't dislike him, but I don't have much interest in him either.

"Hey hey hey... You invited me to this! I owe you for now. I won't do anything else tomorrow after all the hard work on this hot day." But Hong Tao let go and turned back to the sofa to place the mountaineering picks.

, I made sure that I could reach the handle as soon as I stretched out my hand, and tried it several times. It seemed that the thing was a woman's body and felt more comfortable to the touch.

"Bang..." The bedroom door closed with a bit of force. Chu Qiu originally wanted to throw it, but he didn't dare, for fear of waking up the zombies in the backyard. Who are these people? It was obviously him who teased me first, but when he said it

The hint was reduced again, deliberately playing tricks on others, is it interesting?
Chapter completed!