"Today I saw the thief crow walking around outside your house, I'm afraid it's eyeing something in your house, but you have to guard against it."

In the midst of a burst of thunder, Ye Kong carefully recalled this sentence, and a piercing chill hit his body.

He saw with his own eyes that the crow's head had exploded!

The ghost is not gone!

He suddenly remembered the sentence that Ye Kong had written on the title page - I can't escape, they are watching me, they are watching me, and on the roof, I see its scarlet and vicious pupils!!

Those fonts, like sharp thorns, drilled into Ye Kong's brain.

"Sora, what's wrong with you?" Ye Jia suddenly asked with concern.

"No, no, I was scared by the thunder." Ye Kong took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled, "Sister, hurry up and finish repairing, it's going to rain heavily." ”

"Hmm."

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

Under the gloomy dark clouds, in the lightning and thunder, Ye Kong half-squatted on the street outside the courtyard, numbly tapping the nails on the door panel.

The dull sound of tapping echoed in the sky above the street.

Soon after, the siblings successfully repaired the wooden door and pushed all three deadbolts on.

Rushing!

The rainstorm was not long in coming.

The wind was howling inside and outside the courtyard, and the sunflowers in the corner were constantly swaying in the storm, and I didn't know if I could survive tonight.

Ye Kong looked at it silently, and suddenly gave birth to a sense of sympathy.

He wasn't in the center of the whirlpool, and he didn't know what strange things were going to happen tonight.

"Rest well, and report to the vault tomorrow in your new clothes. According to the normal process, you have to group up first, and then take a photo...... Especially remember, the shelter is full of big people, so don't cause trouble. Ye Jia taught over and over again.

"Are women so verbose......" Ye Kong muttered in his heart, but the corners of his mouth kept smiling, nodding at Ye Jia constantly.

Ye Jia chattered for about half an hour, and when it was completely dark, she said to Ye Kong with a solemn face: "Remember what I just said, have a good rest tonight." ”

"Well, sister, good night." Ye Kong said hello and turned around and returned to the room.

"Good night." Ye Jia sat in the living room, watching Ye Kong return to the room, she folded her hands and prayed, with words in her mouth, "I hope it won't happen again recently...... Praise the Goddess. ”

Ye Jia said as she spoke, her figure seemed to slowly melt into the night, without a trace.

Go back to the room.

Ye Kong sat on the bed with the help of the faint candlelight.

The wind continued to pour in through the broken window, carrying fine raindrops and wetting the desk.

Tick, tick.

The roof tiles are not very tight, and rainwater is dripping in several places.

Ye Kong blew out the candle and lay flat on the bed, with a machete and a shovel next to him, as well as the garlic bottle.

After so many years, Ye Kong's vigilance has been greatly enhanced.

He rubbed the ritual pattern on the palm of his left hand and pulled out a cigarette from his bosom.

He sniffed, took out a match, lit the cigarette, and then clamped the tail between his right index and middle fingers.

The tempting smell of smoke wafted in the room, and Ye Kong didn't do anything, just quietly picked up the cigarette and closed his eyes.

There seemed to be another lullaby in his ears, very softly, pulling Ye Kong into the dream.

The cigarette burned slowly, and finally burned Ye Kong's index and middle fingers, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, and the corners of his mouth sometimes hooked up with a happy smile.

He's dreaming, and it's a sweet dream.

……

Wasteland Era 1311, May 7, overcast.

After the rainstorm, the streets are full of sewage flowing, and there is a faint stench in the air.

Ye Kong opened his eyes suddenly, first at the gloomy sky outside the window, and then at his right hand.

The cigarette had burned, and there were smoke scars between both of his fingers, as well as a burning pain.

But all night, he was not awakened, but slept very soundly.

"Huh." Ye Kong sneered, his eyes wandered around the room, and his face became extremely solemn.

The bed seemed to have a magical power, which made him fall into an extremely deep sleep for three nights in a row.

"What affected me? Is it the ritual of the palm? Or Ron? Or maybe it's something left in this room by the original owner that I haven't found......"

Ye Kong got out of bed and began to search in the room.

He had carefully inspected this room before, and there was nothing special at all, and when he checked again, he didn't get any clues.

"Forget it, let's talk about it tonight, go to the guard to report first."

"After joining the Guard, I hope to join the X-Team after three years of training."

Ye Kong changed into the black clothes and black pants that Wang Lao Er bought for him, which added a sense of mystery to wear, and it was also very convenient to hide the dagger.

Pushing open the door, he found that Boss Zhao and the little fat man were walking in from the courtyard with a smile, still carrying a large bag of buns in their hands.

The buns are hot, and they still have the smell of meat.

"Xiaokong, you got up so early." Boss Zhao smiled enthusiastically.

"Uncle Zhao, is this?" Ye Kong looked at the two of them with interest, as well as the buns in their hands.

"Aren't you going to report to the Guards together? In the future, they will be comrades-in-arms, brothers who are born and die together, and they must take care of each other. Boss Zhao said happily, "I'll send you over later, I'm quite familiar with the shelter, so I won't let the old gentleman go again." ”

The old gentleman in Boss Zhao's mouth is naturally the old principal of the school.

"Then Ye Jia thanked Uncle Zhao here." Ye Jia came out of the bathroom at this time, and her black hair was still stained with water, which should have just been washed.

"Teacher Ye is polite, this is as it should be." Boss Zhao put the meat bun on the table, "Let's eat breakfast together, let's go over after eating." ”

Meat buns are a particularly scarce thing in the market town, and ordinary people are unpalatable once a year, Ye Kong and Ye Jia are not polite, and they eat it in a big gulp.

Although the law of the jungle is the strongest in the wasteland, when everyone has the same interests, it is easy to form an alliance and take care of each other.

After all, no matter how powerful a tiger is, there will always be a time to fall asleep.

After eating breakfast in a hurry, Boss Zhao took Ye Kong, the little fat man and Wang Meili to the shelter together.

The refuge is located in the center of the twelve market towns, starting from the left side of the street, passing by the garment factory where Wang Lao Er is located, and walking straight along the main road.

"The population of the shelter is about three times that of our market town, and it is either rich or expensive to live in it."

On the way, Boss Zhao popularized knowledge to the three of them.

The outside of the market town is full of dangers, the three of them have hardly been out of the market town in their lives, and at this moment walking on the road, looking at the blue brick wall of the shelter that is dozens of meters high, the little fat man is shocked.

"Dad, how did you build such a high wall?" The little fat man asked in surprise.

Boss Zhao smiled, "What is this, our Black Blood Shelter is blessed by the Summer Solstice River, there are no beast attacks, and the walls of other shelters are dozens of meters high." ”

Boss Zhao said with emotion that he joined Team X when he was young, and although he didn't become a spiritual cultivator in the end, he still saw some people on the market.

"The conditions in the shelter are much better than in the market town, there is hot water, and even cars, you must develop well in the guard, and strive for the opportunity to move to the shelter in the future."

"Cars, I've heard that thing is fast." Wang Meili looked forward to it.

"Yes, I heard that the car shook when it ran on the road, but it was fun, beautiful, let's ride together in the future." The little fat man said wistfully.

"Yes, yes." Wang Meili should come down, then looked at Ye Kong and said with a smile: "I want to play car shock with Brother Ye Kong."

Ye Kong raised his eyebrows, turned his head to glance at Wang Meili, and found that the girl was smiling innocently and cutely, and he knew that the people in the wasteland still didn't understand what Che Zhen meant.

"Okay." Ye Kong nodded slightly.

Soon, the group walked under the city wall, and there were two rows of soldiers stationed at the city gate, and after verifying Boss Zhao's procedures, one of the swarthy middle-aged soldiers said, "You come with us." ”

The middle-aged soldier brought the four of them into the city wall, which was a very open area, and many camps were stationed, and many soldiers of the guards were practicing in the morning.

In the camp, there are layers of blue brick houses leaning against each other, the highest three floors of the houses, some of which are painted with colored paint, which looks very beautiful.

"Those houses are so beautiful." The little fat man sighed.

"Pretty is pretty, but the houses in the shelter are generally more than a million. The most central villa area may cost tens of millions. Boss Zhao spoke slowly.

"Tens of millions?" Wang Meili exclaimed.

For them, don't a few hundred dollars is a lot of money, and the house in the shelter can be sold for tens of millions?

It's an unimaginable concept!

"Tsk, I have to be a house slave in the wasteland." Ye Kong's expression was very exciting.

The camp was huge, and there were many fifteen or sixteen-year-olds who were signing up and waiting in long lines. The middle-aged soldier pointed to the teenagers and said, "You are very lucky, you were born in the academy, and the starting point is higher than others. Those who haven't read can only start as grassroots soldiers, and you can enter the special department this year. ”

"Special Division?" Boss Zhao and Ye Kong were interested.

"Come with me, you'll find out later."

The middle-aged soldier led the four of them all the way through the camp and finally came to a compound near the residential area.

"Parents are not allowed to enter the compound, they have to wait outside." The middle-aged soldier said to Boss Zhao.

Boss Zhao nodded knowingly. He glanced at it and found that there were many seniors and parents outside the courtyard, all of whom were more worried.

"This year's Guard enrollment is so different from usual." Some parents muttered.

Ye Kong and the three of them followed the middle-aged soldier in, and at this moment, there were already more than thirty people in the courtyard, with different proportions of men and women, and some of them looked around with curiosity on their faces.

"You go to the headquarters to get the pledge and sign it." The middle-aged soldier said, pointing to a room.

"Okay." Ye Kong walked into the headquarters with the two of them.

The room of the headquarters is very large, and in the center is a large sofa with a main and two auxiliary layouts, and a coffee table is surrounded in the middle of the sofa, and the fragrance of tea leaves comes from it.

"Welcome!" A colorful parrot hanging at the door spoke.

"Wow, this parrot is so beautiful!" The little fat man is curious about everything.

"You're new students too, hurry up and get the pledge." An old but majestic voice came from the desk.

Ye Kong turned around and took a look, and found that it was the white-bearded old man who led the team that night, Deputy Commander Xu!

The registration of the guard actually put Deputy Commander Xu in charge? What is this department?

Ye Kong had a bold conjecture in his heart, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

"Okay, grandpa." The little fat man and Wang Meili smiled and ran over to receive the letter of commitment.

Ye Kong also followed, quietly picked up the letter of commitment, and when he saw the title at the beginning, his heart shook violently, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"Letter of Commitment to Volunteer with Team X."