"Tianjin buns! Delicious dog ignore the buns! In Yang Chong's ears, a familiar shouting sounded in his ears. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info which made him happy! After all, this voice is so kind. For many days and nights, he was haunted by this.

I wanted to follow the sound and rush to the place where I was selling. But the voice seemed to come from all directions. No matter how he went, he couldn't find his way. In a hurry, he opened his legs and strode up.

I don't know how long I ran, until a bright light suddenly shone from my side. The white mist beside him suddenly dissipated. The sound of the car's horn is so harsh. Woo woo boom boom all kinds of noises are also coming.

Looking around, he realized that he was standing in the middle of the street.

The crowd of people passed by him very quickly. There is a long queue of cars, and they stop and go, and pedestrians rush to pass.

It's just that I don't know why, his eyes seem to be covered with a white veil. As a result, the people or things in front of them are hazy and cannot be seen.

So he rubbed his eyes vigorously! The boundless darkness also instantly poured into his mind. The noisy noise also stopped. It's as if the whole world has suddenly fallen into a deep sleep.

It scared him a little! Cautiously, he slowly opened his eyes. Only then did I find that the surrounding streets, vehicles, and shops were all clearly visible. It's just the familiar flow of people, all gone.

And the streets are still very cluttered. Because cars are parked on the street indiscriminately. Some were horizontal, some were vertical, and some were colliding together. The shops standing on the street are also basically closed.

When I turned around, the billboard of the 'Tianjin Bun' opposite was so eye-catching. Next to it, there are also Chongqing noodles, Lanzhou ramen, Shaxian snacks and other shops.

It's just a heavy roller shutter door, which is tightly separated from the outside world.

"I--am I back?", he couldn't help but ask himself. Then he pinched his arm, only to find that it didn't hurt. This convinced him that he was living in a dream.

But the scene in front of me is so real. His consciousness was so sober. He almost got excited to think that he was going back.

Maybe it's homesickness! Otherwise, I wouldn't have dreamed of this place.

After all, this is the street where he has lived for six years! A lot of good memories are inseparable from here. Especially the Tianjin steamed bun shop, every time I go home. He likes to come to this place and buy breakfast for his wife and children.

However, this chaotic and disorderly vehicle made him feel bad in his heart. So he hastened his pace and hurried to his home.

But when he came to the intersection of two streets, he was shocked by what he saw!

Because there seems to have been an extremely tragic car accident at the intersection.

The first was a Santana car, with four wheels in the air, pressed against another van. Not far from it, there was a big bus, which overturned on its side. At the front of the car, the windows of the shops facing the street were also collapsed. Five or six cars, probably unable to avoid it in time, crashed into the bus one after another. The entire body was covered with bruises.

And those cars, it's no better. The lightest, only the body is damaged. The heaviest, half of the body crashed into the bus. It's like a twisted flower, twisted to the point where it can't be shaped. Nearby cars were also damaged to varying degrees. There was a BMW car with a windshield that was smashed through the door by a flying car.

A larger area of rear-end collisions and collisions are also presented. As a result, the streets are all blocked by all kinds of cars.

Later, it seems that there was a big fire! As a result, many vehicles were burned to the ground. The asphalt-paved pavement is also mottled. Apparently it is the scar left by the melting of the heat.

A large number of glass slags and iron slags are also scattered everywhere. There are many marks on the walls of the shops facing the street and on the roller shutter doors. The street trees that were close to each other were also cut off at the waist. The thick trunk of the tree smashed through the huge billboard. Farther away, the trunks of the trees were also filled with broken glass.

Shops that were destroyed by buses were also affected by the fire. Even the nearby shops were ignited by the fire. As a result, the 500-meter-long street is full of black shelves. All kinds of burned waste were also scattered all over the place.

This scene made Yang Chong a little frightened.

But he didn't dare to stay long when he thought about his home. Continue to run forward, about a hundred meters away, and an alley mouth appears in front of you. There are four steel shelves erected on it, and the words 'Shunjing Flower Garden' are written. This is the community where he lives, and his home is in Room 402 of Building 6.

I remember that when I bought this commercial house and got married, my parents in my hometown borrowed a lot of money from relatives and friends. Later, he became a train conductor, and his salary was high, so he slowly paid off the money. During this period, he also had children, and his life was tight. But fortunately, he and Manwen have a firm relationship.

So with the support of each other, life can be regarded as happy.

It's just that right now, the words 'Shunjing Flower Garden' are rusty. White and blue plastic bags and tattered clothes were still on them. The iron gate used to prevent theft was also broken into several pieces as if someone had knocked it open.

The twisted iron sheet lay quietly on the concrete floor. It seems to be a silent telltale of the violent attacks that have been received here.

Yang Chong was uneasy, so he stomped his steps and slowly approached the security room next to the gate. It was found that not only was it empty, but the display screen used for monitoring had also accumulated a thick layer of dust. It seems like it's been a long time, and no one has come.

A few more steps away, you will reach the square of the community. But the cold stone slabs were full of knuckle-thick fallen leaves. The fountain on the side also stopped gushing. The original clear water has also turned yellow and green.

This desolate scene is really chilling.

At the same time, the desert section of the Huanming Highway in Linhai Province. Yang Chong, who was lying in the sand dune and was in a coma, frowned unconsciously.

At the moment, most of his body was buried by quicksand. If you stop breathing, you may be truly isolated from the world. But fortunately, the sky was already full of light, and the warm wind blowing towards the ocean also changed direction. The wind and sand covering the body were swept away little by little.

The Huanming Highway, which is completely covered by wind and sand, also reveals its original appearance.

Only at this moment, from the north, suddenly a four-wheeled vehicle came. You know, Linhai Province is the part of Western Australia north of the Tropic of Capricorn. Further up, there is the city of Mingjing. Therefore, this carriage can only come from the direction of Mingjing and Linhai.

Due to the high speed, the wheels also bring up gusts of sand.

But the strange thing is that there are no people sitting on the galloping camels. So much so that people feel that this four-wheeled vehicle is running on its own.

Just as he was about to crash into an unconscious guard. The running camel suddenly turned to the right and accurately avoided it. But within 200 meters, the four-wheeled vehicle stopped accurately.

Then I saw that the wind suddenly became stronger, and the quicksand on the ground also accelerated to blow away. A transparent pebble has finally revealed its original form.

But the blue light only flashed suddenly, and the small pebble on the ground disappeared completely. The stopped carriage also followed into the distance.

Yang Chong, who was in a dream, only felt that his head hurt as if he had been struck by lightning.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the hot quicksand immediately sprinkled on his face.