Neil is a very magical country, and it is also a long, narrow and small land, located between Huaxia and Sun Asan. Thousands of years ago, it was also a subject country of China.

Because it is surrounded by large countries on both sides, coupled with its own imperfect system, it has also become the least developed country in the world. This kind of underdevelopment can be described as intolerable, but it also has extraordinary natural resources. Half of all the world's tallest mountains are associated with it.

Originally, when he received the first distress call from Qin Ji and others, Cheng Ziyang decided to go to Neil to rescue them. Song Dai was stopped alive and dead.

Until the last phone call came, when he heard the people inside talking weakly, Song Dai knew that he had no way to stop Cheng Ziyang anymore.

Despite this, he is still responsible for Cheng Ziyang's life safety, even if Lingwu is screaming non-stop next to him. At present, the highest fifth-level abilities of the human race, who are currently the second and fourth elders of the Ning family, have all been taken away by Qin Ji and them. Therefore, he decided to apply for a level 5 zombie to become Cheng Ziyang's guard this time.

As soon as these words came out, it immediately caused an uproar among the people present. Many of the Adepts said they couldn't accept the offer on the spot. But after Song Dai's rebuttal, everyone thought back carefully and found that only fifth-level zombies could still shoulder the responsibility of guarding Cheng Ziyang. If the other abilities want to follow, they can only be used as cannon fodder.

Cheng Ziyang couldn't accept Song Dai's proposal at first. Lingwu even resolutely said that it was not carrying zombies.

"Boss," Song Dai had to advise bitterly. "You have arranged them all here to guard the family and protect the country, why are you so jealous of them? Besides, you're also an eighth-level ability. No matter how much they do it, they won't be able to escape your eyes? You take them with me, and I can rest easy!"

"You can learn from Ning Xiao," Song Dai had to say so. "She can take Danchai to such a far away place to search for the location of the grain production base, can't you take them to explore and explore? Although you are an eighth-level ability, there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky! We've got to guard against ......."

"In addition," Song Dai felt the need to paint things a little darker. "Only if you are in the new base, those zombies above level five can not dare to be presumptuous. In case you also leave and Ning Xiao doesn't come back, if those high-level zombies want to rebel one day, I won't be able to suppress it. ”

"Okay, I'll take them away!" In this way, Cheng Ziyang was convinced.

However, Cheng Ziyang was convinced, but Lingwu was not convinced, and he resolutely suppressed carrying zombies on the road. The mountains do not turn around, and Cheng Ziyang personally piloted the plane, carrying several zombies above level 5, and boarded the difficult journey to a foreign country.

This is the entrance to a mountain peak, and it is reported that the place where Qin Ji's mobile phone signal disappeared is on the peak of a mountain here. Therefore, Cheng Ziyang and his zombie guards have no choice but to climb this mountain, which can rank among the top two peaks in the world.

In front of you is a yellow hill with a pile of gravel at your feet, what lies ahead? None of them knew anything but that the mountains would get higher and higher, and the roads would become more and more difficult to walk. Lingwu refused to carry it, which meant that this mountain road had to be completed on two legs. Even on flat ground, this is a tough challenge.

The migratory step begins. Walking, the most ordinary walking, the brain even gave instructions at the end, and began to walk with the thighs driving the calves, and the calves carrying the feet.

Of course, along the way, they also encountered people who were prostrate and prostrate. These worshippers prostrate themselves in three steps, prostrate themselves against the earth, touch their foreheads to the earth, and stretch out their hands and point into the distance, which is the direction of their faith and heart.

Cheng Ziyang originally thought that the end of the world was coming, and people had long lost their pursuit of faith. Unexpectedly, here he met pious worshippers again. After a burst of shortness of breath, he felt a splitting headache. And at this point, it's just getting started.

A female man with a long head kowtowed in front of him in three steps and one kowtow. As she passed her, she looked up and smiled innocently at him. Looking at her dark-skinned and prematurely aging face, but with childlike eyes and smiles, Cheng Ziyang couldn't help but be moved.

He took out a tissue, gently brushed the dirt off her head, folded his hands, and whispered softly: I wish you good luck. Then, take out some more food for her. After saying goodbye, his severe headache disappeared.

The wind was clear, but it was cold. The sun is warm and hits the earth. All that is left in the world is snow-capped mountains, gravel roads, and the rustle of hiking shoes on gravel roads, and the sound of heavy breathing.

Several of his zombie guards, just like him at this time, no longer had indifference on their stiff faces, as if they were confessing something.

This is the beginning of subconscious repentance. For a while, tears were rampant, and all sins gradually emerged from the subconscious, entangled the whole body and mind, clamoring, howling, and continuing to repent. The guilt slowly peeled off like the walls of a century-old house, becoming more and more mottled.

Then it blurred, then collapsed, and then it fell into mud. Break out of the cocoon and transform into a butterfly. The body is the same body, but the mind is not the same mind. In an instant, life traveled through time and space, and what remained was the call of the Pure Land.

The gravel road without borders, far away, looking at the top of the snow-capped mountains in front, very close, walking, walking, walking for four hours, it is still the same. The wind is cold, the sun is poisonous, the temperature is low, and it always gives people the feeling of ice and fire - both hot and cold.

People have been walking for a long, long time, but they still haven't turned this mountain! Time passes like water, but the mountains are still the same. For so long, the background has not been changed. What else is there on the other side of the mountain? How far is it going? No one knows, so I can only let my instinct move forward with my feet.

The gravel road is constantly rising, seemingly flat, but it is always climbing. The wind is colder, and the sun is more vicious. When it didn't feel scorching, it started to rain in the sky.

Cheng Ziyang was taken aback again. Reaching out and looking, fortunately, the rain is colorless, not blood-red. When they came to rest on a roadside stone, several women quickly appeared.

Among them, a slightly younger woman smiles at him, even though only a pair of eyes are exposed, you can feel her beauty.

"Are you all here to climb the mountain?" She was asking.

"Hmm!" Cheng Ziyang nodded, and then didn't say anything more. He needed to adjust his fitness in order to continue climbing the seemingly endless mountain trail.

"We're a bunch of people, too," she said with a laugh. "I got up at three o'clock. At three o'clock, we're going to finish turning this mountain today. If it weren't for the fact that I was pregnant, I would have walked faster. ”

Although Cheng Ziyang was surprised, he still didn't ask, learning from Ning Xiao's usual appearance of accepting Chen Xin, and adjusting his body and mind.

"Ahh Oh...... Why come to mountaineering? You don't know this, mountaineering is to seek the blessing of the Bodhisattva, and it is also good for children. It's been three months, and I can't do it again. So the woman asked herself.

Looking at the woman's distant back, Cheng Ziyang felt that he was full of strength. The people before and after are only getting farther and farther away, and they are getting lighter and fainter. Only the wind, the rain, the mountains and themselves, and of course those zombies behind them.

The world in the storm is gloomy beyond measure, like the heart of a person who lives all year round in complaint and hatred, damp, cold, loveless and hopeless.

Suddenly, a bridge appeared in front of you, and you couldn't see the front on the left, and on the right was a road up the mountain. There were a lot of people on the road. On the bridge stands a humble sign: Western. A rudimentary arrow: pointing to the left.

Cheng Ziyang stopped his steps and asked the guards behind him: "Where should we go?" ”

"King," the sixth-level zombie replied respectfully. "You've always been the decision-maker. We follow your choice. ”

So, Cheng Ziyang decided to go to the left. Yet, there was nothing. He kept looking backwards, trying to ask someone if he had chosen the right path. However, no one can be found here. Only go forward, or go backward, go right.

Is it right where there are people? At least it's not wrong, at least someone is wrong with it. At least you won't be blamed for being so stubborn and trying to find your own way? It's not your fault to follow people and go wrong; If you choose the wrong path, you will be fully responsible.

This is the path he has always followed in life. He is always going his own way and does not listen to what others say. Although there are many of these so-called others who are the relatives he cares about the most. He still walks the path that his heart has chosen for himself.

In those years, accusations were like these storms and rains, and they came in the dark, in a vain attempt to lead him into the so-called right path. He knew they cared for themselves. However, they are using love to hinder his pace and speed, creating a cold and depressive world for him.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether the choice is right or wrong, it just depends on whether you like it or not; There is not only one road in life, but all roads are free from life and death. Death is there, whether you face it squarely or indifferently, it's there, why can't you satisfy your heart's needs and choices?

Not listening to others is selfishness, and giving up your true self is another kind of selfishness. Other people's lives are lives, and your own lives are also lives. Other people's lives are lives, and your own lives are equally important, and there is no reason to sacrifice your own life for others.

I was tired, and at the same time questioned my choice. It's not terrible to be wrong, it's terrible to turn around and get back on the road under such conditions. Sitting on a boulder, he raised his eyes and was immediately fascinated by beauty.

"Not good!" Lingwu, who was meditating in the space, finally felt this strangeness. He hurriedly flapped his wings and flew out of space. However, it was too late after all.

"Ah, it's Lingwu," a deep voice came from the top of the snowy mountain. "I really didn't expect to encounter this kind of divine bird?" 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.