In an inconspicuous corner of Pingdong, Ning Xiao and Cheng Ziyang were holding hands, wandering aimlessly. By this time, the road was already covered with fallen leaves. It's as if the whole winter here has been trampled under people's feet.

When I came up the mountain, it was nearly dusk. At this time, the remnant sun was like blood, hanging obliquely on the pine treetops. The whimpering winter wind swept through the empty mountain forest, and there were basically no leaves left on the branches, only the brown peaks reflected in the sunset were picturesque.

Several houses suddenly appeared in the mountains. The sign with the word "Guest House" that had been blown away in the wind seemed to show the former function of these houses.

Since it is in the mountains, not many people know about it. So, when I walked into the house, in addition to the dust that was covered with it, I found something that belonged to the pre-apocalyptic world. I don't know why, but in addition to being covered with dust, it is still well preserved.

After the guards tidied up, they found that the house was still habitable, so they didn't plan to camp outside. Because he had cleaned up several hot pots with his own hands, Ning Xiao took out chicken, duck, fish, and white brew from his own space, and prepared to work with Cheng Ziyang to reward these guards who had been following.

In this way, the autumn breeze outside the window and the carbon fire in the house are blazing, which is also a special interest. The guards were all drenched, full of wine and food, and even more noisily telling all kinds of grotesque stories.

At this time, Cheng Ziyang and Ning Xiao had already walked out of the house, taking advantage of the moonlight, to find the traces of the once famous ancient temple in the mountains. As far as the eye can see, the distant mountains and rivers are in the twilight, the mountains are vast, the trees are vast, and everything seems mysterious and hazy. Suddenly, I felt a sense of tranquility that I had never felt before.

Today, the temple is obviously long gone, leaving only the stone steps that go up the mountain, as well as towering ancient trees and mottled broken walls. Legend has it that this ancient temple was built 500 years ago, and was later destroyed by war, leaving only the mountains and rocks burned by wildfires and the ancient pines that came back from the dead.

So, it stands quietly here, becoming an old man of history, watching and examining the past that once happened under its feet.

Its heart may be filled with too many stories and people, but it never says a word. Looking up into the distance, the mountains in the moonlight look like rolling waves in the autumn wind.

"This place is not bad!" Cheng Ziyang and Ning Xiao snuggled up to each other, enjoying the tranquility and feeling the coldness.

"Will Tian Yan really handle this kind of public-private merger?" Ning Xiao was still a little worried, and couldn't help asking. "Otherwise, if we deal with the affairs of Zombie City, we will have to face the deployment of personnel from the base again. You know, the fourth child can't even match the second child's little thumb. You can only use Tian Yan!"

"Uh-huh, so he'll have to take care of it!" Cheng Ziyang hugged Ning Xiao and said in a low voice. "If he doesn't handle it well, the number one leader of the Pingdong base will have to be rearranged. Don't worry, the fourth is not very bad! But Pingdong I won't arrange it for him. ”

"Oh, that's good!" Xu is Cheng Ziyang's arms are very warm, Xu is running around for several days, and the consumption of abilities is quite a lot, Ning Xiao is actually a little tired, and his eyelids involuntarily closed.

In the haze, Ning Xiao suddenly felt like he had turned into a frozen fish, lying on a fish stall in the bazaar. A thick ice coat wrapped her tightly. Her heart froze, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She had to open a pair of dull eyes, looking at the crowd of people coming and going, longing for a touch of warmth to melt her.

Obviously, no one knew that there was a faint life in this cold fish pile.

"This fish is good." I don't know how long later, she was held in a thick, sturdy hand by a tall, handsome man.

That body temperature could reach her body through the thick layer of ice, and she felt her numb heart start beating slightly again. Of course, she knew very well that after a few tens of minutes, or hours, her ice suit would be taken off, and she would lose this humble life.

"However, to be eaten by such a handsome guy, this fate is not bad!" So, she comforted herself like this. Perhaps this is one of her countless reincarnations.

Just as his hand was about to put her in the pocket of the fish's net, suddenly her hand slipped, and she fell to the ground.

Suddenly, she felt like her bones were falling apart, and the ice cubes around her mouth were shattered. Her mouth was wide open, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound. She could only keep her eyes open and look straight at him, hoping to be picked up by him.

Because she really didn't want to become that dry fish fillet under countless soles of her feet. At this time, she saw him bend down and hold out his hand. She then closed her eyes excitedly.

"Meow-" Suddenly, a cat meow came from nowhere. Immediately after, she felt her body flying, but her heart was shattered in the burst of heat.

When she woke up again, she felt warm and soft in her body. Without the restraints of the ice coat, she felt at ease. Next, she struggled to think about what this place was and what had happened.

However, when she saw that there was only one cat around her, she was completely sober. The cat's eyes are closed and it snores evenly.

"He didn't even eat me? Isn't it said that cats like to eat fish the most? ”

"He's still asleep with me in his arms?"

Because she has been through so much, she no longer feels panicked. So, she blinked and began to examine the cat in front of her.

His fur was black and shiny, soft and smooth; On his forehead, the word "king" composed of several lines of white hair is dazzling and eye-catching. Just as she was staring straight at him, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her, smiling wickedly.

Oh, my God! That look, that smile, was something she had seen many times in her dreams, and she was still very obsessed with. In this way, she closed her eyes happily.

In her daze, she heard the sound of running water. So, she opened her eyes again and began to look at her surroundings: it was a cave, and there were flowers at the mouth of the cave, all kinds of colors; A small stream of clear water flows from a gap in the cliff wall into a small puddle.

"Water, I want to get back in the water!" The thought quickly flashed through her mind.

However, she will not return to the water. Because she didn't want to leave this dear cat.

However, the strangeness of the fish did not hide from the cat's eyes. He stroked the fish's dried-out skin and gently lowered it into the clear water. And the fish's eyes did not leave him for a moment, as if they were afraid of his departure.

Eventually, he told the fish with his eyes that he would not leave her.

In this way, she swam in the water with confidence and stretched - so comfortable. He lay on his stomach at the water's edge, squinting his eyes and looking at her with affection.

So, a fish and a cat fell in love. Time is like flowing water, flowers bloom and geese fly south. Getting along with each other in the morning and twilight makes their relationship as solid as a rock.

However, if there is love in the sky, the sky will be old. Time is always merciless. It doesn't stop because of your happiness, and it doesn't speed up because of your sorrow.

I don't know how long it took, watching his face slowly age, watching his body grow thinner and thinner, thinking that their happy days were numbered, her heart was already sobbing silently.

It's been three days, and he hasn't eaten anything. Because he was no longer able to catch his prey. The fish also tried to jump into his arms many times, hoping that he would eat himself in one bite to satisfy his hunger.

Each time, however, he looked at the fish with a complaining and loving look, and then gently put the fish back. Yes, the fish understands his eyes: he loves her, how can he eat her?

He would rather starve himself than eat her back; It's just that he is worried: if he dies, who will accompany her and who will love her?

In this way, the fish could only hold back the grief in his heart, and could only wail to the sun: begging him to prolong the life of his lover.

His breathing was weak, but he still stared at the fish with wide eyes, wanting to see her into his heart and become an eternal being. The fish could not hold back any longer, and cried in pain.

At some point, she suddenly fainted in the icy water.

In the blur, Ning Xiao felt that someone had put on a thick ice coat for him, and he had to tie him up with a rope.

……

"No, don't!" And just like that, she woke up from that nightmare.

"Shaw, what's wrong with you?" At this moment, Cheng Ziyang reached out and patted her on the back, with her familiar warm smile on his face. "Oh - I don't have anything!" Ning Xiao suddenly burst into ecstasy. It turned out that it was just a dream.

"I had a dream, but luckily it was just a dream!" At this time, she no longer hesitated, glanced at him with the purest and most affectionate eyes, and then threw herself into his arms.

"Oh, dreaming? As long as it's not a nightmare! She felt his body tremble for a moment, and then hugged her tightly.

"Well, not a nightmare!" Ning Xiao muttered.

I don't know how long it took for Ning Xiao to sit up from his arms. Facing Mingyue, I want my mind to become clear.

"Get some rest!" As soon as Cheng Ziyang stretched out his hand, he took her back into his arms. "Tomorrow's work, tomorrow's work!"

At this moment, the guards who stayed in the house suddenly faintly sang like this: "The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you......"

So, Ning Xiao smiled and lay back in his warm arms.

On the second day, everything was ready.

All the guards came to the outside of the house and surrounded Ning Xiao and Cheng Ziyang tightly. Next, Ning Xiao threw out the small incense burner, and then the small incense burner rose into the air and hung in the air.

Then she took out the bone whistle and began to blow the most melodious tune of ancient times.

Since you choose the starlight in front of you, you are equal to choosing the sheng flute of parting: since you choose to be reborn in the fire, you are equal to choosing the baptism of nirvana.

Feel as comfortable as me, let the struggle fly between the sea and the sky, once thought that I was very strong, when the neon dressed up the prosperity of the city, homesickness was cut and messed up.

The ballad of childhood, tactfully in the bamboo flute on the back of the cow; The laughter of the villagers flows in the quiet night; Tied to the hard work of his parents, he let the years build a nest on his forehead.

The sun rises and the sun sets. Simple country sound, flowing love. My homeland is thus frozen into an eternal picture.

Perhaps, some stories are still touching after hearing them, and some people still miss them after seeing each other.

Life is a drama of scenes, which allows people to learn to cherish in losing and gaining, taste nostalgia in parting and returning, and interpret growth between forgetting and remembering.

Growing up, it is destined to travel far away, from an ignorant child to a high-spirited student. walked into the city and into the bustling, but homesickness inadvertently crawled all over the heart and walked out of the mountains, but he couldn't get out of the longing eyes of his parents.

Moved as I am, standing on the edge of day and night looking at my home, let my thoughts precipitate into the wine of the years with my memory, and drink up the infinite homesickness of the wanderer.

If I could, I would be a fish. Because the homeland of fish is the sea. No matter how far it swims, it will not feel nostalgic. Because it will always be in the bosom of its hometown.

Pack your bags for memories and continue your journey before dawn breaks! Because it's all about a better return.

……

It didn't take long for the zombies lurking in this radius of hundreds of miles to be bewitched by the tune, and they all walked out of their hiding places and rushed towards the mountain where Ning Xiao and the others were staying.

When it got dark, there were zombies standing around every corner from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain. Obviously, they have experienced this gathering of countless zombies several times, and Cheng Ziyang's guards, when faced with this dense zombie group again, no longer feel afraid, anxious and bad, but indifferent.

"Okay," Cheng Ziyang, who waited for Ning Xiao's whistle to slow down, quickly used his divine sense to search every corner of this radius of hundreds of miles, and told Ning Xiao in such a low voice. "All the zombies here have been assembled. I didn't find anything missing!"

Ning Xiao whistled while nodding at Cheng Ziyang.

Next, the small incense burner carried Ning Xiao slowly towards the zombie city that Chen Yang had chosen. Cheng Ziyang and others followed closely in the system's lifting.

The zombies that were gathered together also followed Ning Xiao's movement in a neat and orderly manner, and began to embark on the road to the zombie city.

With such a large-scale zombie gathering, the people at the Pingdong base seemed to be unaware, still living their tense and ordinary days on the base.

And the upper echelons of the Pingdong base, although they feel a little abnormal, they don't want to send the supernatural to go out to explore. Because in their consciousness at the moment, Pingdong is the safest now. If there is a zombie tide coming, Cheng Ziyang's inspection team from the capital will come in handy. They also want to see: where are the supernatural people above level 5 really powerful? Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Last Days: The Fairy Wife Rampant Claw Book House" for free for the first time.