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In the mainland, outside a small town called Miyixiu in the south, it rained heavily all day and night. It gradually became violent in the afternoon, and the heavy raindrops struck the ground like drums, hitting people in the face. It was particularly painful, but at least it brought a hint of coolness, which seemed to indicate that the hot summer was about to end, and the cool and desolate footsteps of autumn were getting closer and closer.
The bell that closed the city gate rang for unknown reasons from the main gate of the town. On a rainy day, the sound was boring and urgent, making people feel uneasy.
Groups of people in tattered clothes lined up and poured into the city gate. Soldiers in black raincoats read out the names one by one. Most of the people whose names were read had dull eyes and responded numbly. Occasionally, a few A restless person, he would always approach the soldiers and ask: Is there anything to eat?
The answer he received was often just an expressionless look, and then he saw the indifferent soldier with water dripping from the brim of his hat raising his neck, turning it to the side, and shouting loudly: "Next, Genn Aiboerjia." !”
The person who asked the question walked away, muttering something.
Several elderly people were sitting under the corner of the wall, digging out the maggots from the rotting flesh on their swollen calves with their shriveled fingers, and then carefully putting them in glass bottles, or chewing them directly in their mouths. Smiling strangely, he stared blankly at the few gangsters who were being beaten by the military police at the city gate and were trying to snatch the child from the woman's arms.
"You all go to hell! You rotten things, I will pray that God will fucking protect you!" A one-eyed man wearing only a pair of big trousers fell out from among the gangsters. He spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at the army. The police officer raised his middle finger: "It's all fucking rotten, it's rotten!"
He glared at the old immortals squatting under the wall and grinning at him, turned around and walked inside. His eyes moved. On the other side of the city gate, next to the corpse pile, there were only a few zombie-like ghosts with green eyes. Among the people wandering furtively near the pile of corpses was a little girl about five years old. Wearing a dirty, tattered dress that was almost red, she broke free from the hands of a stout man, ran to the pile of corpses, and forcefully pulled out the body of a boy about eight years old.
She is too young. Her face was sallow and her muscles were thin, and it was raining heavily outside. After she had taken her a few steps, the thick man with hairy arms hugged her back again.
The little girl struggled desperately and opened her little hands. Crying something.
The man brought her into the team. As soon as he let go, the little girl ran towards the body of the little boy like crazy. Still holding on to it, she tripped and fell into the muddy water.
There were many people lining up at the door, and the one-eyed gangster watched with interest as the man took the little girl back again and again. The little girl struggled desperately and used every opportunity to rush back into the rain, trying to pull back the little girl. corpse.
The one-eyed gangster could tell that the little girl was Asian. It probably had nothing to do with the stout man. After waiting for a while, he felt it was time. He walked forward and prepared to talk to the man. What should I say? No matter what he wanted to do, even God could not see it. Anyone who can see it will have a share, and everyone will benefit from it.
He was still a few steps away when the middle-aged man also saw him. He immediately became alert and grabbed the little girl's arm tightly. The one-eyed gangster snorted, "What?" Still want to keep it to yourself?
He was just about to take another two steps forward when he saw a middle-aged woman squeezing in from the front of the crowd. She was white, a little overweight, and her hair was cut short, but it was still a healthy golden color. I saw the little girl rushing towards the little corpse in the rain again and again, covering her mouth, squatting down, stroking the little girl's dirty hair, and saying very slowly: "My dear, he is dead. We can’t bring him in with us.”
The little girl seemed to understand part of the meaning of this sentence. She cried and shook her head, trying to distinguish something in a language that the one-eyed gangster could not understand. It seemed that she did not admit that the little boy was dead.
"My dear, we have to be brave, right? My brother is dead. He went to heaven, where God will take good care of him. You already have a fever, come with us quickly..." The woman with short hair stood up, dizzy. After a moment, the middle-aged man with hairy arms beside her hurriedly supported her. As soon as his hand was released, the little girl flew out again.
The one-eyed gangster lowered the fierce look in his eyes, put on a normal look, put his right hand into his pocket, held the dagger in his hand, stared at the food bag in the couple's hands and the little girl, and quietly approached them. .
…
The shadow man is not dead, but he looks almost dead. His eyes no longer have any sparkle and they are pale.
It didn't know how many times the little girl had come running over. It felt neither pain nor coldness when the rain hit it, just like its mood.
This time, it's really going to die, but so what?
There seemed to be nothing to be particularly scared or excited about, and in fact, without the little girl, it would have been dead long ago and would not have survived today. This time, it was indeed forced into a desperate situation by Chu Yunsheng.
Day after day, night after night, he could not fall into a deep sleep or move at all. He was fed by the rotten food that the little girl picked up from here and there, so he could barely survive, but he could not stop himself from sliding slowly towards the abyss of death.
It no longer thought about anything or was angry about anything. Suddenly, it felt that it had never been so calm before and just wanted to stay like this.
When the little girl cried out again and rushed into the rain curtain, pulling her arms that she could no longer feel, the shadow man looked at the raindrops falling from the sky and sighed deeply and silently.
It wanted to tell her, go ahead and let me stay here quietly.
But it couldn't make any sound, it couldn't move.
This must be the helplessness that boy Chu Yunsheng had been nagging it to. It had not experienced this feeling for a long, long time.
When the "beep" sound came from the north, it suddenly understood where it had gone wrong and where it was unlucky.
It wasn't that it was encountering a battle with the gods, nor was it fighting with Chu Yunsheng, but that it shouldn't have come here out of curiosity to find something in the legend.
It has lived for a long time and has seen many magical things. It has also discovered some ancient and distant traces on some planets in nooks and crannies. It has wanted to visit the Kingdom of God and the legendary world all its life.
But this is definitely a whirlpool, a quagmire, and a place of death!
So it also wanted to tell the little girl that it was a pity that it could never fly again. She could no longer leave this place, otherwise, even in the relationship of master and servant, it would take her away. Take her away from this rotten and stinking place.
No matter how heavy the rain is, it cannot be washed away.
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"Across this plain, there is a small town where we can take a break."
Bauer jumped out of the Hummer he got from nowhere, stood on the green hillside, and pointed to the north. He introduced to Chu Yunsheng who was riding a war horse beside him.
"How far is it?" Chu Yunsheng asked.
"If we speed up and don't rest, we can arrive before dark." Bauer immersed himself in looking at the map.
Behind them was the desert. In order to escape from the Sea Kingdom's sphere of influence as soon as possible, they marched all the way here.
Neither the people from the Continental Empire nor the people on Earth were in high spirits. The hot weather and the desert climate made everyone feel droopy and depressed.
But the real reason is not this. But no one wants to say it, as if saying it will increase the invisible pressure.
Prince Hur didn't seem to have much thought about having sex with his new concubine. The vulgar myths and legends he told seemed to put a lot of psychological pressure on him.
Dull is enough to describe this tired team.
The horse under Chu Yunsheng spun around and looked at the endless grassland in the north with his binoculars, silently. Just now, they were in a military station after entering the border of the mainland empire. Receive the first latest news:
The Continental Empire rushed thousands of miles in the air to send messages to kill all newborn babies, regardless of race, leaving no one alive!
There were no babies to kill in Hull's ranks. It left it alone, but it became even more worried about the situation in Sun City, because other than that, it still could not receive any other news.
Pushing Bao Bao away, Chu Yunsheng called for help and returned the map to him: "After crossing the grassland, we are about to separate. Now the situation has changed suddenly. I don't know what will happen in the future. In short, whatever step you take will count. Take one step."
Ba Yi said nonchalantly: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have asked Miss Wen. Originally there were only two guesses, but in the end, there was one more. How could God be so idle and painstakingly create a replica of the earth?"
Chu Yunsheng held the handle of the knife and said: "No matter what, you should pay attention to this matter and see if you can find any evidence, but be careful, safety first."
Ba Yi smiled and said: "I don't care, but you just-"
Chu Yunsheng frowned and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
Ba Yi said with a bad smile: "Actually, I think Boutney and Miss Wen are quite good. No, there's also that girl who went to Tianyu Kingdom. Didn't you like her before? Don't hold back your internal injuries! Say! Get up, Fake, that girl in the sea is really, really, hey, I like that smell!"
Gru beside him suddenly interrupted and said with disdain: "That's a bitch!"
Chu Yunsheng raised his eyes to the north, his eyes were deep, and he said calmly: "Ba Yi, this is the first time in my life that I have seen a real prairie, but it is a pity that there are no roses."
Ba Yi was surprised and said: "What?"
"drive!"
Chu Yunsheng shouted and galloped into the endless grassland. He held his hand on the handle of the knife, closed his eyes, raised his body slightly, took a deep breath, and let the horse gallop up and down.
Weeds half as tall as a man, mixed with wild flowers, spread around him...
"Li, can you hear the voice in my heart? Are you okay? Is our daughter okay? Do you remember that I said I would take you to see the prairie? Why am I alone..."
…
The war horse gradually came to a stop. Chu Yunsheng opened his eyes and smelled the fragrant air. He seemed to see her standing in the grass wearing a white dress with a smile as bright as a flower.
He looked at her and smiled slightly.
"Have you always been here..."
"Well, I want to plant a field of roses."
…
Behind him, the knights roared towards him, their armors clashed with each other, and their swords were fierce and bloody. Everything he "saw" was smashed to pieces.
The galloping cavalry passed by him one by one. Chu Yunsheng held the reins, raised his head, and took another look at the empty grassland with only the breeze. Unknowingly, his eyes were wet. After a moment of silence, he reined up his horse. With a loud scolding, he turned around and caught up with the group of riders who were getting further away, running towards the north like a torrent.
In the queue, the knights in golden armor shuttled back and forth, passing orders one after another: "Your Majesty gives the order, hurry up and move forward without stopping. Before dark, set up camp to repair!"
^(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.-) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
