Wei Zhonghua FM: "Hey...... Feed! Anmei ......"

Only electronic noise stabs and stabs.

Speechless for a long time: "...... I know you're listening! I'm going to the Valley of the Sun...... Remember to read my suicide note! ”

Wei Zhonghua pressed the end button spasmodically.

Everything is ready, and all the training is not as good as the actual combat!

It's time to get serious! Reality always makes people linger and weak! All the world's sophistication is self-inflicted, and it is far from it! But, for all that I have guarded! …… It's always contradictory, it's painful! It's addictive!

In the night, the mountains stand fiercely!

Wei Zhonghua ran on the side of the path, deliberately avoiding the path and being able to pay attention at any time.

The dew wets the shoulders.

The spirit is concentrated like never before, the more I run, the more energetic I get, leaving everything behind, everything is reflected in my mind again, as if melting in the moonlight, and the moonlight only ripples in my heart.

Suddenly, Wei Zhonghua stopped, and between the shadows of the trees, his hands quietly swiped over, as if he was holding a flower.

Wow~

A flash of swords! There was a splash of liquid in the night, a soft sound, and then nothing.

Wei Zhonghua continued to move forward, the rustling of fallen leaves under his feet, and the moonlight shining coldly on his body, silently.

After driving for several miles, he came to the top of the mountain, and Wei Zhonghua gasped slightly.

The former arena is impressive.

There are hastily built fortifications, half strict and half decadent.

There were dead trees scattered before the green smoke was lit.

The shells scattered in all directions, as if they had just jumped and fell......

Wei Zhonghua came to the familiar strange rock, watched silently, and laughed softly.

"Binda motto: truth-seeking, innovation, self-discipline, unity...... Did you do it? ……”

In the night, the figure floated up, and a gust of wind rose.

Swift as lightning, agitating as thunder......

Ah~ Wei Zhonghua roared unscrupulously, split the zombie's arm with a knife, turned slightly sideways while running, the knife leaned back, the blade was gently wiped, and the head flew up.

There is a hideous face in front of him, blood-red eyes, and a roar~ Falling from the air!

The light of the knife lit up, brighter than the moonlight, like a roar in the chest, and a knife in the face!

The zombie was suddenly divided into two halves, and a fishy smell came to the face, and gray body fluids were scattered behind him.

Wei Zhonghua stared coldly.

His shoulders were covered with blood, and his clothes were instantly soaked through tattered.

The heart is like a mirror, reflecting all things!

Wei Zhonghua showed a smile, his heart was empty, gathered as a mirror, and the reflection was still beautiful.

Ahead is already the center of the Xieyang Valley, there are zombies wandering, roaring from time to time, and the sound spreads faintly in the night sky, one after another, showing the emptiness of the night.

Wei Zhonghua leaned over and picked up an alloy war knife, wiped it carefully and held it in front of his eyes, Weimi's eyes reflected the cold light of the blade, the rest of his life, but so...... Now that the warrior is gone, the sword is still silent.

Carefully placing the knife on the ground, Wei Zhonghua cleaned up the large debris around him and turned to leave.

The small Xieyang Valley, only this former prosperous central avenue, seems to still be bustling with people.

Pushing open the door at the corner of the street, Wei Zhonghua flew up. This kind of wooden hut has high beams, which is the bed that Wei Zhonghua has picked in the past few days, and after being awakened and besieged several times, only here can Wei Zhonghua relax.

I took out my mobile phone and looked at it, there was still one day to start training, and I had to go back, and before that, I had to find the place where Niuniu crashed, give the child an explanation, and give myself an explanation.

Tidy up your current equipment, put your backpack away, tie your sword tightly, adjust your position, and slowly lie down on the beam.

Turning sideways, through the window, the war knife at the corner of the street ripples in the moonlight in the middle of the avenue.

Wei Zhonghua withdrew his gaze and slowly closed his eyes.

The bullets are long gone, and the guns don't know where to put them, but there are more than a dozen knives of the same standard collected on the road in the middle of the road every other section, as if marking Wei Zhonghua's footprints in the past few days, and all the tips of the knives are pointing in silence to the central avenue, where they have fought......

A bright color on the horizon blurred, and the morning sun dewed slightly.

As if he felt something, Wei Zhonghua's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and his breathing became slower and deeper after he stopped, silently.

Eyes sparkle in the dark.

Suction - the whole body is tight, and the anus is raised and the buttocks are tightened.

Whew - the skin is sagging, the body and mind melt.

A flame rose from the dantian, circulated in an instant, and floated down.

The figure passed through the door gently, a little darker than the night, and the sword flashed silently.

Plopped, and a zombie fell to the ground. Wei Zhonghua stood next to the war knife at the corner of the street, and looked up at the tip of the knife, his eyes as sharp as it; The sword in his hand will not be held, and it seems to be tight and loose.

There was a drizzle of rain, and the morning breeze drifted like smoke and mist, and it was cold and cold on the face.

Roar~ A zombie roared suddenly, and then stopped abruptly. Wei Zhonghua didn't have time to put away the knife, let go and retreated, and the war knife was deeply embedded in the zombie's throat. The second war knife on his waist swung up and swung away, and a little knife light burst out in the backward figure, and the two zombies in pursuit took the lead hand in hand and broke into several pieces.

The zombie with a knife in his throat pounced closer, and for a moment it stiffened, Wei Zhonghua had already thrown himself into its arms, his left palm patted and rotated, and the war knife between his neck passed through his throat and broke his spine. Bang together, Wei Zhonghua staggered to a standstill, and the zombie fell to the ground, the corpse slipped from the knife, making a seeping scraping sound, snapping out of the knife and falling to the ground, without splashing dust in the drizzle.

The war knife in his right hand was bitten in his mouth, and he stroked the war knife in his left hand with his sleeve, and the sharp knife reappeared in the drizzle, Wei Zhonghua put it up with satisfaction and put it down gently. The third!

Turning into a small alley, the wooden roof has long been burned to pieces, and there are plane wreckage scattered in the middle.

Wei Zhonghua searched carefully and recorded it with his mobile phone.

There were zombies roaring and pounced, Wei Zhonghua glanced lightly, frowned thoughtfully, and the rain became heavier and heavier......

The black box of the plane was not found! No relics!

Lightly retract the knife.

Wei Zhonghua walked out of the alley and put away the mobile phone that was recording.

Niu Niu, are you still alive?

In the torrential rain, there was a faint sound of gunfire on the way in......

Wei Zhonghua thought about it, there was no time, and he followed the sound.

After running a short distance, a man covered in mud and water in front of him got up from the zombie, staggered to his feet, and held a war knife that Wei Zhonghua had once placed in the middle of the road.

There was blood flowing down, and in the torrential rain, it quickly faded, and the figure trembled slightly.

"Brother Wang? …… Didn't you go up the mountain a few days ago? You? ……”

"They're all dead! They're all dead! …… Hahaha" Wang Jin laughed madly: "Why am I not dead yet!" ”

Wei Zhonghua was silent, pulled him into the house, and listened to his incoherent speech. It turned out that Wang Jin had an abnormal body temperature and chose to go up the mountain with a group of people, but he didn't plan to live again. Who knew that other people were killed or died in the hands of zombies after being transformed one after another, and some committed suicide, but Wang Jin woke up after being groggy for a while, as if he was no longer affected by the virus, and his physical fitness was comprehensively improved.

Wang Jin had been wandering around Xieyang Valley for a few days, not daring to go back.

Wei Zhonghua sighed in his heart, took out food from his backpack and gave it to him: "Brother Wang, will you go back with me?" ”

Wang Jin was walking to the door, gobbling up the rain, and was stunned when he heard the words.

After a long while, looking up and swallowing the rain, Wang grunted in his throat and wiped his face and turned his head.

"Can it work?"

A tear is still in my eyes.

Appendix:

Knot

What is Zen

The ups and downs can't be explained

The birds are in the forest, hazy and faint

Rainy nights passer-by, come and go

New friends and old friends, look at the time again

A bird, chirping

Zen is outside the door

into nothing

The mountain dwelling has no past, so why bother cleaning

But meditation is like an overflowing cup

There is still an inch of land left, which can be cultivated

Get a sweet potato

Who sits upright like a lotus, smiles with flowers, and has a wonderful life

Tonight you are so beautiful, new bath

Millions of colors, no one applauds

The sea is seen in the east, and the moon is in the west

ps: A note about those poems: All selected from previous poetry collections, although they have undergone major repairs, there is always a feeling of being disease-free, just take it as a mark of youth, you can laugh, you can miss, of course, you can skip it when you read a book. It's just that the author feels that it is more in line with the emotions of a certain character in the book at a certain moment, so he sends it out, hoping that at a certain moment and a certain sentence will also fit you, and feel for some people and certain things, cough, because I think there is a lot of numbness in life, so boring.

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