The red mountains on the Red Maple Mountain have disappeared for a long time, and the heavy green has disappeared without a trace. And the red carpet, the golden light, the colorful sunshine, the romantic dance, this scene, and this place, seem to have gone away with the passage of time, but it is deeply imprinted in the memories of the two people. As for how deep it is, for the man named Zhang Xiaodao, he feels that it seems to be the most glorious moment of his life, and it can even be said to be a peak, although there is no public attention, although there is no lively banquet, but there is heaven and earth as evidence, which is enough.

In the cold wind, the footsteps of winter have already been blowing, and the trees in front of me are shaking, and there is no longer half a leaf. Withered yellow grass swayed in the vast fields, and some of the shady places were covered with a touch of snow that had fallen and deposited here. At this time, a coat covered in dirt, and by chance, there was cotton dyed black; He wears a stolen cotton hat on his head, which covers his neck and protects him from the cold wind; He wore a thick scarf on his face, and on top of his eyes, he also wore a windbreaker, but at this time, the eyes in the windbreakers seemed to have lost their bright color and wisdom. At this time, this person, wearing a pair of mud-colored big-toed shoes, was using a small iron basin with a handle, holding snowflakes in the gloomy place.

Filled with snowflakes in a small iron basin, the man immediately prepared to find a sheltered place to get some hot water to drink. He picked up a dirty black pocket next to him, and picked up a wooden stick that he used for walking. He then took his water in one hand and took it in his arms, and with a wooden stick in the other, and his black pocket, he staggered among the hills, wilderness, and ravines.

The vast world, across the field of cold wind, is such a person, walking between such a world with a deep foot and a shallow foot. There was no anger around him, as if he was the only one in motion between heaven and earth. He didn't have the spirit to raise his head, but just pulled his head that had been hanging down for a long time. Only occasionally do you look in the direction you want to go; His legs also appeared to be filled with lead. Every step gives a feeling of heaviness. In a moment, he coughed violently, coughing on his knees, his hands covering his mouth. Then wipe off the scarf. and coughed on all fours to the ground. Until, flipping over his body and lying on the ground, and then with a straight and calm gaze. It looks like there's nothing on it.

This man seems to be a homeless man! A homeless man who wanders to a filthy body! This person is still called Zhang Xiaodao, but at this time, he seems to be no longer high-spirited, and he is full of vitality for life and life! It's just a piece of twilight! Just a piece of filth and loneliness. His heart was now full of fear, full of inexhaustible fear, full of fear of forgetting all his light and accepting the reality of Chiguoguo.

He traveled many places and walked back to his hometown again. He knew that there was still a world outside the Dao! From the moment he separated from Han Qingfang, he had clearly understood that there was still a living world outside the world. The wealth worth hundreds of millions of dollars made him indirectly know such news, and at the same time, it also made him pay the price of tearing a heart.

Zhang Xiaodao has traveled many places, and he walks almost every day. Although the price was paid, the price was loud and clear. In the loud voice, his thinking is clearer and more direct. However, as Zhang Xiaodao walked more and more, he found too many sins, so evil that you don't even know the one standing with his feet on the other side of the road? What could it be? It's just fear, it's just the horror that it's all dead and it creeps you out. Then the accumulation of fear, with more footsteps, is no longer a person criticizing the stinky skin of fake zombies! Each one is a raincoat demon! No one knows what is wrapped in it! Maybe? When you know the Tao, you are already .......

With hundreds of rounds of ammunition and guns, Zhang Xiaodao now only has one gun and eight rounds of ammunition left. Nowadays, this kind of thing is hard to find. And every bullet in it is almost one less, as if it is implicitly reducing its own life. Zhang Xiaodao felt that he was so tired and tired, and he would only end up in a dead place where he ran out of ammunition and food, and that kind of thing, that kind of ghost! And the zombies that mutated enough to climb skyscrapers! Something like that? These demons? How many more? Can you finish killing? …… Zhang Xiaodao felt that he had no strength......

wants to live longer, Zhang Xiaodao now feels that all he feels is to escape and hide. Even! It's about accepting humiliation. Because, those who are not well fed and drunk have physical strength. Also because he didn't become a head snake team has medical treatment. And because now there is less food and water! Zhang Xiaodao didn't want to participate in any tearing caused by the competition. More because! The purpose of Zhang Xiaodao is still here! I just want to find Xiao Baolan and Tian Yinsi! And take them with you! Go escape and ascend to heaven! ……

But!

Today's life is not measured by years. Rather, accept the cycle of life with every distress. Want to live long? Can only be thought? The law of life is simple, the winner survives, and the loser dies. Whoever can raise the Dark Star higher will have more, because in this way, the most direct and simple, simple is just a few bullets...... It's that simple! ……

Lying on the ground and looking at the vast gray blue sky, Zhang Xiaodao felt that he was getting more and more powerless, the grinding of life, the blowing of the cold wind, he felt that he was becoming more and more stupid. The stupid don't know how to find a safe nest, the stupid still wander endlessly, and the stupid don't know how long will this life continue? …… By chance, I felt that my breakup with Xiao Baolan in the legendary journey was a farewell, a complete farewell, such a world world, not that I didn't want to find it, but that I was looking for it was already incompetent, powerless and incompetent. …… Zhang Xiaodao thought of Han Qingfang again, and he didn't know where she was? OK. I finally have a love, a concern that can be called into hope. ……

At this time, Zhang Xiaodao's beard had grown to more than half an inch, and his age seemed to be nearly forty years old. After he remembered these things, he didn't shed any tears, maybe he had already drawn too much. And his mobile phone, now there is no electricity, but it is hidden in the pocket of his heart, which seems to have become a memory that can accompany him through his life.

After some time, Zhang Xiaodao climbed up from the cold ground. His movements were a little slow, as if he felt a little pain in his legs that had been freezing for days. He stood up, put his black pocket back on his shoulder, took the wooden stick and the snowflake pot, and walked towards a windy ravine.

Slipping out of the ravine, and bringing up some dust, he found a hidden corner of the earth, and then found some wild grass and branches, and prepared to get some hot water to drink. After trembling for a long time, he finally used a lighter to light the fire under the snow basin, and while adding firewood, he roasted his hands, and coughed on the other.

The fire was on fire. Zhang Xiaodao leaned against the earthen wall next to him with his hands on his sleeves. He didn't dare to make the fire bigger, fearing that there would be more smoke and that the smell of the fireworks would cause trouble that he didn't want to run. Zhang Xiaodao looked at the flame of boiling water! He remembered the little girl who sold matches. This situation and this scene have the taste of being touched by the body. In such a cold and windy environment, it seems that only such a little flame of light can make the people next to him have fantasies and trigger the beautiful places they want to go.

Zhang Xiaodao felt that he couldn't find it anymore, he wanted to find Han Qingfang, he didn't know if he had a child now, and he might not be able to be a father in the future? …… Thinking of these things, Zhang Xiaodao, who was huddled in the corner, leaned his head against the dirt wall next to him, he closed his eyes, and no one could see whether there were tears in it.

When the snow water in the small iron basin began to bubble, Zhang Xiaodao took the black pocket next to him to his lap, and after rummaging through it, he saw that there were three bags of instant noodles inside, as well as a small plastic bag. He took out a bag of instant noodles, looked at it, put it on his nose and sniffed it, and then put it back as if he was reluctant to eat it. Then he took out the small plastic bag, and after opening it with a clatter, he took out a very dry loaf of bread, and a bag of condiments.

He poured half of the condiment-like stuff into the snow water, then put it back in the small plastic bag, and then picked up the snow water, and drank the hot soup while eating the bread from the dry store. Occasionally, some bread crumbs were dropped, and they were picked up and put in the mouth. While eating, I occasionally stood up and looked into the distance to determine whether there was any danger.

Half of the bread in the dry warehouse was put back, but he drank a lot of hot snow water, and then there was some sand left at the bottom, and in the middle, he drank a pill with this water. After eating like this, Zhang Xiaodao added a light to the fire, and prepared to rest for a while before leaving.

Leaning his head on the earthen wall next to him, Zhang Xiaodao thought that after walking this winter, if he didn't have any luck in encountering the news, then he could only choose to give up. …… Really gave up. …… Thinking of these, the scene of getting along with Xiao Baolan was immediately vivid, remembering when she once saved herself, remembering the matter of drinking with her, and remembering the turtle game that I miss very much now......

……

Finally got up after that.

A stick, a pocket, a staggering ragged man......

When he approaches a small village that seems to be abandoned!

Suddenly, the smell of stewed meat wafted through the air!

Smell it!

The ragged man suddenly looked frightened, and immediately afterward, he ran and fell, and even fell and hidden!

Just get out of here!

…… (To be continued......)