Chapter 30 The Bamboo Dragonfly of Childhood

When a species that has no economic benefits is threatened, and we happen to like it, we find a reason to give it some economic value so that it can continue to reproduce, and this is true of many of the things we see now.

At this moment, all that flashes through your mind, those who are alive and cannot contribute to the whole of humanity, but who are still alive, not to mention that they are treated even beyond human beings, should think that it does not live because it is worthless, but precisely because it is worthless, it needs to live.

This is not to say that they should not be alive, but it is not only absurd but also stupid to project money and power on these things to the maximum extent possible when the development of the human condition is not even perfect, just to satisfy a specific need.

"Da-"

"Drip-"

The blood fell to the ground like a bead that had fallen off the thread, from Jing Qiongshuang's arm, down to her forearm, and then along her middle finger.

The nest melon was sweating profusely, almost collapsed, the steel pipe in Li Luant's hand was almost deformed, and there was no good meat in his hand, and he was lying on the ground for the rest of his life at the moment to breathe, enjoying the air that belongs to the victor after this war.

Jing Qiongshuang's mental and physical load is almost at its peak now, and the most important thing is to rest, but everything is not over yet.

The air was suffocating as if it were going to kill people, and the walking corpses were no longer a threat, because they were all dead.

Oh, and of course, with the exception of a handful.

Looking at the impenetrable group of walking corpses surrounding him in front of the old man, it was obvious that this was the turtle shell that had been protecting him just now, and it was also evidence of fear of death.

The song I am about to sing has not been sung to this day,

Every day I always tune the strings on the instrument,

The time has not yet come, the lyrics have not been filled, only the pain of desire is in my heart;

The stamens have not yet opened, only the wind sighs and walks by,

I did not see his face, nor did I hear his voice;

All I could hear was the sound of his footsteps walking along the road in front of my house.

A long day spent on laying a seat on the ground for him,

But the lights weren't on yet, so I couldn't invite him in.

I live in the hope of meeting him,

But the day of this meeting has not yet come.

"Da-da-"

Jing Qiongshuang walked towards the old man step by step, with a fearless look on her face, and the eyes in her goggles, looking at him as if she were looking at a dead person.

"You know what? Of the world's 7 billion people, the vast majority of them are just living, only a small part of them are living, and I wonder if you don't belong to the group of people who are living, and you don't belong to the small group of people who live, so what kind of people do you belong to? ”

Li Luant lay on the ground panting, but he still stood up with his body and translated online in real time.

The old man just wanted to speak after hearing this, Jing Qiongshuang showed a look of understanding, but the pace of his feet did not stop, and he still walked towards him step by step firmly, "It wasn't until just now that I finally understood you, you neither belong to the former, you don't belong to the latter, you are nothing, you are alive, it is meaningless, and you are afraid of death, so you dare not die, in short, there is only one sentence, you, meaningless!" ”

Li Green Ant truthfully conveyed this sentence to the ears of the old man, and the old man was very calm after hearing it, without the imaginary thunder, watching Li Green Ant, Jing Qiongshuang, and Wogua surround him into an encirclement, and he was not flustered - although in the eyes of Wogua, this old immortal is dead today, but I don't know why he hasn't jumped off the wall.

"Sometimes it's people who can't understand and imagine that can do things beyond imagination." The old man's tone was as smooth as water, not impatient or impatient, "Be brave, get rid of all the shackles, and set a goal to go on alone." ”

Everything was silent.

The old man looked at Jing Qiongshuang and nodded appreciatively, "At first, I thought that what I saw was only one person, only him-" Pointing at Li Luant, "I didn't expect that you are also an amazing warrior." ”

The ancients said that people are about to die, and their words are good, and now people say: The official will go, and his heart is also horizontal.

Wo Gua whispered to Li Luant, "Could it be that this old immortal knows that he is dead, so he begins to repent on his deathbed?" Why are we slapping our sycophants now? ”

Li Luant was not sure: "This person-" is not like what Wogua said, like the kind of person who will repent.

The old man looked at Jing Qiongshuang with some nostalgia: "The source of this space is actually countless accidents and inevitability, the space where we are now is the inevitable result of my seventy years of time, to be honest, I do admire you, I have been here for so long, plus you, there have been a total of four foreign intrusions, but the first three times, I am sure they are all dead thoroughly, only you-"

The old man suddenly thought of something, "No, there is another man, and another man, who, like you, saw me at the last moment, and stood opposite me. ”

Well? Wogua frowned: "shell lang, did you hear me?" And one more person, who do you think that person would be? ”

Li Luant instinctively wanted to say that he didn't know, but a shadow appeared vaguely in his heart: Is it him? Or - he?

"To be honest, I really admire that you are still alive with so many dangers."

He babbled a lot of bird language again, it seemed that no one had communicated with him for a long time, he held back a lot of in his heart, and he didn't let go of his unhappiness, Wogua didn't have the patience of the other two, and directly put down half of the number of the meat wall in front of him with a shuttle.

"Young fucking gossip here to confuse the public, the years have worn out your big eyes of Kazlan, can you still wear out your conscience by the way? You have killed like hemp, and now you are on your deathbed to repent, what do you think we are? Hospice or your angel baby? Forgive you is God's business, and our task is to send you to God by the damn, how can you not repent if you want to kill us several times? Only now? Do you know how to shake your big snot on your face? My wife ran away with Lao Wang before I knew to buy it? You are forced to talk the most every day, why don't you go to heaven? People still remember to refuel when the diesel engine is out of oil, why don't you soak in the water for a while on a rainy day and add some water to your brain? ”

"I'm telling you, there is no shortage of dogs in life, if you want to go, hurry up. Don't fix this moth, now if you are sensible, don't force Nana, your brain can still be put in your brain to meet your angel baby with you, if you force me again, be careful that I turn my face ruthlessly, even your duodenal ulcer will be pulled out for you and twisted into a braid, and then go around your tonsils for seventy-eight hours, so that you can't cross the bridge with a lantern, do you believe it or not? ”

The god of war comes home and finds that his five-year-old daughter has been sold to the Qinglou! With an order, 100,000 retired soldiers from Huaxia rushed over and sold the God of War to the Qinglou!

The god of war comes home and finds his five-year-old daughter living in a kennel! With an order, 100,000 retired soldiers in Huaxia rushed to build a kennel for the god of war!

The god of war went home, his father disappeared, his younger brother committed suicide, his four-year-old daughter actually lived in a kennel, and with an order, 100,000 soldiers from Huaguo rushed to him, each of them gave the god of war a mouthful, and you forced a lot of things every day!

The apes on both sides of the strait couldn't stop crying, and the trough had passed the ten thousand mountains.

Li Luant just wanted to translate," he said—"Think about it, forget it: I guess I don't need him to translate, the old man has already heard it from Wogua's tone, and he is not praising him anyway."

Wogua pointed the gun at the old man, and at the same time said to Li Luant: "shell lang, you remember, if Ben Liangzi didn't kill him after a while, and if this old immortal also shot at me, you will kill him, and then help me delete the browsing history on my computer." ”

Li Green Ant: "......"

This is said as if Wogua has a computer, in fact, all the wool pieces of Wogua are saved on CD-ROMs, and there is really no need to list this concern in the will, nor do you really need to take care of it at the end of his life, because Li Luant believes from the bottom of his heart: Even if Wogua really has an accident, no one will steal his spiritual food.

The old man babbled for a long time, until after Wo Gua interrupted it, he finally stopped, his eyes returned to his vicious state again, but quickly calmed down, "You Chinese, one of the biggest shortcomings is that you always have blind confidence, why do you think that I can survive in those four waves, each time is almost the elite of the elite?" Is it just these hundreds of fighters? ”

Well?

Li Luant's face suddenly changed: The amount of information in these words is very large, could it be-

After listening to Li Luant's translation, Jing Qiongshuang obviously smelled a little wrong, in order to prevent a long night and a lot of dreams, she was ready to strike first and kill this thing, but at this time, a strange radio wave seemed to be stuck in the area that normal people could hear, but almost couldn't hear, and it was accurately released, almost filling the entire space, it was between the calcium carbide firelight, Li Luant suddenly understood a doubt that had been trapped in his heart for a long time-

He already knew what the hell this man was using to manipulate the walking dead.

However, this answer came very late, and it was not timely, because the emission of the radio wave seemed to have a certain interference with people's perception ability, and when the three of them reacted, they saw a group of black shadows pressing from a distance like locusts, and instantly submerged the three of them.

"When I first came here when I was seven years old, I swore to the flag and promised the 'General' that I would always be the person the country wanted me to be, but I would make an exception for you. You ask me what I see when I look at you, so, now, you tell me, what do you see when you look at me? The old man looked at the indignant Jing Qiongshuang with an expressionless face.

And at this moment, thousands of walking corpses, like a tide, under the control of the old man, gnawed the three of them from all directions.

I wanted to give you a chance, really.

The group of walking corpses bypassed the direction where the old man was, engulfing the three of them in a concentrated manner, and at this moment, the countless chances of winning before were wiped out in the face of absolute numerical superiority.

There is a kind of desperation, which could have been like this, but it only came after hope, and this despair is heartbreaking.

The old man sighed slightly: After all, you are such an excellent warrior, even if you can only play tricks, you can play a role better than most people, but unfortunately, the opportunity is in front of you, and even I have given you opportunities again and again, but you always don't cherish it, which really can't blame me anymore.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

The old man turned around with an indifferent expression, he didn't bear to see what happened to them, but he knew: in such a situation, any accident was not enough to violate the inevitability of the end, and the only thing he needed to do was wait.

Maybe after this battle, he will lose a lot of warriors who have been transformed, but he can't bear to bury these three people, but he feels a kind of perverted joy and pride.

A warrior who recognizes himself is killed by a warrior he has cultivated-

"Hey—" sighed pleasantly: sure enough, the most beautiful thing in the world is still the most primitive animal desire of human beings, that is, the pleasure brought by killing.

Sometimes, the greatest miracle in the world is a myriad of accidents.

In fact, if you want to talk about it, he doesn't have too many memories, all the memories are concentrated in a period of time, only the memories of that period of time can be regarded as memories, and the rest can only be called terrible nightmares.

During this long time, he thought of a lot: he thought of the puddle outside the school, in which there were not only toads and crabs, but also the summer of the children in Pingshan County, where stones would rub against the soles of their feet, and even the swaying of aquatic plants was a gentle intimacy; Thinking of him and his sister sleeping under the porch all night, lying on her sister's knees, blowing the evening breeze from the cool moon, and telling him which direction of the heavens, there is a constellation, called Ursa Major, and another constellation called the North Star, which can guide the wanderer on the sea in the direction of home; I thought of the pot of calendula that my sister had planted with me before, and at night there were always weavers who jumped out of the grass and lay down on the calendula and sang, and at that time the broccoli and parsley in the vegetable garden could not attract the ladybugs, but the marigolds they planted—there, the moonlight was like a nursery rhyme, sprinkled all over the top of Mount Fuji, and in the spring there were purple and red cannas mixed with the stars, and children often came to play in their yards, and my sister faced so many children's faces, she could hardly find herself at one time, I almost thought I had blended in with the hundred wild cosmos outside the fence......

Spring goes very late, and summer comes very late.

The stars are thousands of miles, and they are instantaneous.

He and his sister spent year after year without worry, and it was very comfortable, until that day—

That day, the door of his house was ruthlessly kicked open, and they captured his sister who was making a bamboo dragonfly for him, but the sound of the sister's crying did not get anyone's sympathy.

How ironic -

In the past, it was those people who talked happily with their sisters, and even countless young people came to the door to propose marriage because of their sisters' beauty, and the threshold was broken, but at that time, the young people who kept saying that they wanted to "hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son" were sewn up one by one, like dumb.

"Don't, don't take her!!"

The men kicked themselves away, but he bit one of them in the arm so hard that he was slapped away without accident.

"As long as women, what about this guy?"

The man shook his hand with a "snort", apparently bitten him with the force just now.

"Whatever, as long as we arrest women, what can children do?"

He looked at his sister's desperate face and bruised forehead, and at that moment, the most terrible thought of his life suddenly came to him.

"Take me with you!"

Well?

Those people turned around strangely, stopped in the courtyard, looked at him with a surprising speech, and the sister shook her head weakly, "Don't, brother, go back quickly, you don't know what you're talking about!" ”

"I know, take me with you, whatever you want to do with her, count me as one, I know, since you can break into the homes of civilians and openly take away women, you must have reached the point of exhaustion, now you take her, I will die, you take me away, I will still die, do you want me to die worthless here, or do you want me to die a useful death where you need it?"

He looked at those people with bright eyes, and one of them "tsk", as if he was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Yo Xi." Someone next to him glanced up and down with disdain, and just wanted to stop it, but was blocked back, "He's right, and, I heard that what is more needed above recently is long-term development, I think-"

After a while, they tied him up without hesitation, and threw him and his sister into the trunk without mercy, and drove away, the truck picking up dust on the path that had been silent for many years, taking him away and all his expectations.

70 years ago -

He stood in front of this so-called "general", and together with the rest of the hundred or so children of his age, became the reserve army of the so-called "Jade Crush Project", their advantage was not in absolute combat strength and scientific research mind, their advantage was that the years had not yet begun to exert magic on them, so that the wrinkles of aging began to creep up their bodies.

The world looks like only as you gaze at it.

It's been a month, it's been a month since he's been here, and within a month, he's only known that he's in a secret military base, and he doesn't know anything else, not even where his sister is, and they promised that they'd put themselves in the same space as his sister, but—

They broke their promise.

He was confined in a small, enclosed space, he was alone, he had only one meal a day, and it was even difficult to swallow, not even as good as the livestock to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse, and today was the first day he saw the light.

If you're going to be a writer, sooner or later you're going to write about all the people and things you've experienced. The places you've been, the people who cheated on you, the climate, the women you slept with, your successes or failures, and the ridiculous moments you mistakenly thought the world was made for you to do what you wanted.

In the same way, if the person you are becoming is not what you thought before, then it is not the structure of society that is wrong, you have to find the reason in yourself, not your personality, not your money, not your partner, but - why the women who have slept with you have not become a resource for you to climb up? Why do those who have deceived you still breathe air that is more expensive than yours? Why hasn't the official website of the place you been to post evidence that you've been there? Why does everything you go through become a guiding light for others, and only a drunken complaint for you here?

The national flag was posted on the wall, and the "general" looked at a pair of confused, fearful, painful, or frightened eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth without a trace.

"I heard that among you people, there is only one who has asked to join, and I want to know now, who is this person?"