Pushing open the door, there was no mystery as he imagined, not as grand as he thought, only a tree, a frozen lake, snow in the sky, a man dressed in white, barefoot just stood under the tree, looking at the ice lake, with his back to him, the snowflakes fell on the man's long black hair under the shawl, and left without any attachment.

The man in white and barefoot seemed to be isolated from the snowy world, but he seemed to be one. Li Tomb walked through the door, stopped, did not look back, but it was as if he could see the door turn into a whirlpool and disappear behind him.

In this world, there are heaven, earth, trees, lakes, and people, and it is clear that Li Tomb can see it all at a glance at the beginning, but at this moment, he suddenly feels that this world has become boundless, a vast expanse, and the end of the world cannot be seen.

It's as if you're looking at an ink painting, but soon those faintly outlined lines spread out and rub into the world, revealing an infinite world.

Spiritual fantasies? Virtual reality? Or is it really the ability of this barefoot man in white, Li Tomb didn't know, he just watched quietly, trying to find a suitable word in his mind to describe everything in front of him.

Zen, or the Tao.

These two mysterious and mysterious words in the inheritance of the ancient civilization seemed to match what he saw in front of him.

"You're surprised."

The man in white and barefoot turned around, and Li Tomb saw his face clearly, gentle and elegant with a trace of uninhibited chic, but he withdrew his gaze, and suddenly found that he seemed to have forgotten what this man looked like.

This feeling made Li Tomb frown slightly, feeling that the situation seemed to be a little out of control, and when he heard this man's words, Li Tomb asked rhetorically, "Why do you say that?" ”

"I feel it."

The man in white and barefoot pointed to his heart, and when he took a step forward, the world changed in an instant. From the snowy lake to the bright spring forest, and one more step, the bright spring forest turns into the summer Riviera, and the world is constantly changing between the two of them.

With the constant change of the footsteps of the barefoot man in white, it is dizzying and fascinating, and Li Tomb will not be disturbed by this most basic virtual reality picture.

But as the distance between the white-clothed and barefoot man and him gradually narrowed. The scene that appeared gradually became familiar, from the cold black steel castle of the Zhongzi Battle Star, to the laboratory planned by the gods, and then advanced and changed layer by layer, and finally when the white-clothed barefoot man stopped, Li Tomb's breathing had become rapid, and his eyes were instantly blood-red, full of murderous intent.

Because at this moment. The two of them stood face to face at the top of the city, across the rooftops of the two buildings, looking at each other, and beneath the towers, the sun was like blood, the edge of the dead city disappeared at the end of the horizon, and the wind blew yellowed old newspapers between the buildings of the city.

Phew!

Suddenly, a roar that shook Li Tomb sounded from the city, after a sound. It was like a thousand voices again, and then it all came together. Li Tomb's eyes were already full of killing intent, clenched his fists, lowered his head, and countless zombies under the city looked up with their heads up, and their blood-red eyes were looking at him deadly.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Li Tomb was furious and murderous. Blood-red eyes, tyrannical and murderous, looked at the man in white and barefoot, but the man in white and barefoot looked indifferent and disapproving. glanced at Li Tomb, nodded, and stepped up, "I'm Su Shenzhi." I'm going to point you in the next three years. This is the first lesson, about your heart. ”

As soon as the words fell, the man in white and barefoot stepped into the air, and the whole person was instantly shattered and disappeared into this world in the face of the sunset.

"Su Shenzhi!"

The blood in Li Tomb's eyes gradually faded, and he looked at the place where Su Shenzhi disappeared, with a solemn expression. Su Shenzhi's name, he is naturally not unfamiliar, the legend of ASEAN, the prince of the Su Jin Republic, a strong man standing at the top of the universe, and there are only a few people who can compare with him and look at the entire universe.

And this Su Shenzhi, the prince of the Republic who did not know where to live in seclusion and pursue a higher plan actually appeared here and pointed at him with his own fingers, which made Li Tomb a little surprised.

But soon the slight accident that rose in his heart was erased by Li Zhengshengsheng, his gaze became cold, extremely cold, he spread his hand, and there was the pendant in his palm that he didn't know when it was lost.

In an instant, Li Tomb felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and the long-lost treasure was held in his palm, he stretched out his hand, and with a light touch, the melody flowing in the depths of his memory rose instantly, and the unforgettable figure appeared in front of him with a smile like a flower.

With just one glance, Li Tomb's eyes instantly turned red, "Ah! ”

A terrible and sad roar lingered on the night, tearing apart the dead silence of the city under the night sky.

This city in his memory, every grass and tree, every brick and tile is so real, he woke up from the morning light, barely covered the old wounds torn apart by his thoughts and memories, and jumped from the building, he didn't know what the first lesson Su Shenzhi wanted to give him was the first lesson.

"About my heart?"

Li Tomb couldn't help but look down at the pendant in his palm again, and suddenly had an answer, if you had to do it all over again, what would you do!

This is a false proposition, but it is undoubtedly the best way to test the heart, in this new life, there are too many regrets, too many tragedies can be avoided, can be saved, so that people have no regrets in life, no regrets in life, even if it is just illusory, but it can be done again, how good it should be......

He walked through the city, the terrifying shape of the zombie, unable to stop him, he ran like the wind, swept past a store, his eyes stopped for a moment, but his footsteps did not stop, leaving behind the blood-stained Burberry character store, and continued to move on.

In the streets, in the shadows, around corners, in the sewers, the zombies of the whole city gathered as he ran, from water droplets to streams, then to oceans, and the surviving humans were surprised to see that the suffocating roar of the entire city was gradually disappearing.

When Anne opened the iron door trembling and fearful, the world seemed to be different, although there was still a residual smell of blood and rancidity, but she led her sister to the door, only to see the whole street, the whole city, empty, all those terrible, desperate zombies all disappeared without a trace.

Many of the surviving humans came out of their hiding places in fear, and when they saw the zombie-free city, everyone was stunned, and then there were cheers and cries, hoping to rekindle the city for the first time.

Forward, all the way forward, through the road between the cities, he ran in the wilderness, and the zombies along the way ran after him, he didn't care, just kept going.

When he came to Sydney, he came to the forward base of Garden Island, he turned around and saw the endless zombies following him like a tide, and the whole base was afraid, trembling, and afraid.

So he stopped, opened his hand, laughed loudly, flew into the sky, and drew a circle on one side of the island in front of everyone in this land, outside the circle were humans representing hope, and inside the circle were zombies representing hope.

Then he didn't stop, he kept running, he ran across the sea, he ran across the strait, he came to another land, he didn't stop, he kept running.

From Alaska to the West Coast, from the Panama Canal to Vladivostok, non-stop, all the time, through the spring, through the summer, across the desert, across the ocean, through the city, through the wilderness.

He never spoke to anyone, but he brought hope, and where he ran, though he had not cultivated, the world was cheering for the hope he brought, the most beautiful flower that had been watered in despair, so fascinating.

There was no killing, no blood, he just kept running, drawing a circle on the ground, outside the circle was the world that originally belonged to them, and inside the circle were the people who were about to return to their world.

The whole world is from south to north, from west to east, the flowers of hope are constantly blooming, the long-lost smile and order are beginning to be restored, everyone is watching the running figure, everything he has brought to himself is the most beautiful dream is difficult to describe.

So when he ran to the city, to the Narifaira base, he was greeted with a huge welcome, and he stopped and saw her in the crowd.

She stood in the crowd, smiling like a flower. He laughed, his eyes reddened with laughter, and he walked over and hugged her.

"I'm coming."

"I know."

"I owe you a wedding."

"I know that too."

"So, I'm not dead."

"I know, always know, so, I'm waiting for you."

They hugged each other tightly, and in the midst of the renewed hope, under the familiar earth and sky, he hugged her, as if he wanted to make up for all that he owed at this moment.

She smiled, like a mother, like a wife, watching the long-wandering child return from afar, even if there was only one of them left in the world, but it turned out that it had never been barren.

Encountering at the most beautiful time, meeting at the most desperate time, this life is enough.

"Wait, wait."

He took a deep breath, let go of her, raised his head, and looked at the sky, "When I'm done with the last things, we'll get married." ”

"Okay."

She laughed, lightly imprinted a kiss on his forehead, and said playfully, "You owe me." ”

"Yes. I owe you. ”

He nodded, rose in the crowd, and went to the depths of the sky, and she said that her man would be a hero of the world, and today, let him be the hero of the world.

Deeper in the sky, in the shadow of the far side of the moon, the battleship that had plunged his world into despair, a cold battleship, was there.

He rushed, he screamed, he cried, he laughed, and he finally, put an end to this damn fate!

This time, there is no grief, no crying, no despair, no sadness, just laughter, just happiness, just happy to end this dark fate, to be a hero of the world, to save her, the whole world from the darkness, to take back everything he has lost from the hands of fate with his own hands.

He could, he could, he should have done it a long time ago! (To be continued......)