The lottery shop is eleven or twelve square in size, and after Yan Yun lit a fire, the whole room gradually warmed up.

Looking at the slowly burning fire, Yan Yun looked at the two brand-new bicycles and felt super pleasing to the eye. As for saying that I was afraid that those three people would chase them out just now, I was too worried.

You must know that Lu Dao has run more than 100 meters just now, and the three of them are definitely much slower to chase them out, and several people have been injured by their own glass shards. It's definitely not wise to chase it out. If only it were dawn. With the three of them injured, three uninjured people can hold so many bikes?

After six hours, it was getting lighter. After habitually asking Yang Ting to confirm the safety of the surroundings, Yan Yun re-lit a pile of firewood and cooked rice with military cans.

I don't know if it's because of the bicycle, Yan Yun feels very sweet when he eats white rice. asked Yang Nan and Yang Ting, and the two of them didn't feel this way.

After eating and drinking, Yan Yun rode a bicycle to carry Yang Ting, and Yang Nan rode alone towards the 800-kilometer Wolong Temple.

As for what Yan Yun is carrying Yang Ting, the reason is very simple, Yang Ting is lighter than Yang Nan. This will allow Yan Yun to save some effort.

With the bicycle, the speed of Yan Yun and others is definitely a leap forward. Originally, I could only walk more than 40 kilometers in more than 10 hours a day, but now I can directly climb 160 kilometers.

Of course, this speed of one hundred and sixty kilometers is not the limit of Yan Yun and the others, but Yan Yun feels that it is good to maintain this speed, so as not to be too tired.

After riding a bicycle for 160 kilometers a day, Yan Yun and the others were 160 kilometers away from their destination, Wolong Temple.

One hundred and sixty kilometers is just a day's work for Yan Yun, who now has a bicycle. But Yan Yun did not take it lightly at all, and carefully sailed the ship of ten thousand years, Yan Yun still firmly remembered the sentence.

After breakfast and eight hours of cycling, Yan Yun was only thirty kilometers away from Wolong Temple.

"Yan Yun, there are more than 200 people 1.5 kilometers away." Sitting leisurely on the back of the bicycle, Yang Ting knocked on Yan Yun's back to remind.

"There's no way to avoid it?" Yan Yun lowered the speed of the bicycle slightly and asked.

Along the way, Yan Yun and the others encountered a lot of people and monsters, but there was only Yang Ting, and Yan Yun and the others avoided these people and monsters to avoid some unnecessary trouble.

"If you can avoid it, I won't say it." Sighing softly, Yang Ting said.

"Oh. Just choose a road with the most people. Yan Yun thought for a moment and said.

"Well, going straight ahead is the route with the least number of people." Closing her eyes, Yang Ting said.

After pedaling the bicycle for more than ten minutes, Yan Yun advanced two kilometers. There are men, women and children scattered along the road.

And these men, women, and children immediately stood up when they saw Yan Yun and the three of them riding bicycles across the asphalt road.

"Can you give me something to eat?" A boy of eleven or twelve shouted after him weakly.

But after seeing that Yan Yun had no intention of stopping, the eleven or twelve-year-old boy stopped. Fell in the middle of the asphalt road.

"Yan Yun" Yang Ting called in a low voice, but she just called in a low voice without saying anything.

Yan Yun listened to Yang Ting's low call and didn't respond, this is why he has to avoid humans every time.

Alms? This is not what Yan Yun can do and dare to do now, he stops and gives alms, maybe he can let this little boy live for a while, but what if the hungry people around him surround him and ask for food? Is it to give all the food you have to these people?

What if I don't have enough food to satisfy the people who come by? What if these people come around to snatch their food? Is it to kill them all?

How can you live without food? It's the end times. Yan Yun wanted to live like everyone else. He used to give away some of his alms when he was not worried about eating and drinking, but now, he will never give even a grain of rice.

Cold-blooded yourself? Selfish? That's right, Yan Yun is cold-blooded and selfish, but is there anything wrong with that? He is not God, he does not have that power. Why should we give alms? Why? Cold-blooded? Isn't that right?

Yang Ting behind her closed her eyes tightly with her hands over her ears, she didn't want to look at the people around her who were about to starve to death and scream desperately, desperately begging for some food. I don't want to hear the voices of struggle who put their hopes in themselves before they die.

The wheels of the bicycle burst through the air in front of it, making a whirring sound. Yan Yun just rode his bike forward.

"One hundred meters, turn right." Yang Ting, who couldn't bear it, whispered to Yan Yun.

A hundred meters later, Yan Yun rode his bicycle and turned towards a road on the right side of Lu. Those voices, the footsteps that chased after them were a little less, a little quieter.

Feeling much better, Yang Ting continued to look for the route with the least number of people, so that Yan Yun kept heading towards Wolong Temple. Yang Nan glanced at Yang Ting and sighed softly. It's just that he can't do anything now.

Thirty kilometers, Yan Yun and Yang Nan rode their bikes much faster than before...... As long as Yang Ting encounters a road where there are people, she will find a way to bypass.

Yan Yun and the three of them now rushed towards the Wolong Temple, which could provide security, food, and warmth.

However, it was blocked by a five-meter-high wall at an unknown end a kilometer away from Wolong Temple.

With a five-meter wall and no plant around 100 meters, it was impossible for Yan Yun and the others to climb over it. After struggling to find the gate of this wall, Yan Yun and the others were turned away.

There were thousands of people around the five-meter-high gate, and these people, like Yan Yun and the others, had come to Wolong Temple to seek refuge, but the result was the same as Yan Yun and the others.

"Lao Tzu worked so hard to come here to seek refuge, and you didn't let me in!" A somewhat agitated thirty-year-old man shouted by kicking his foot against the door.

"Open the door for me!" Several men and women who had come with the thirty-year-old man attacked the gate, but the attack was too weak. There was no real damage to the gate, and the dirt footprints and the places where the blades had fallen would disappear in a second. After trying for a long time, these people couldn't help but stop.

"Open the door for us!! My Buddha is compassionate? Could it be that the monks of Wolong Temple don't have a little compassion? Someone cursed.

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, when he walks in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees" someone reciting the Heart Sutra cross-legged.

"What do you monks say on the Internet? Shelter thirty miles? Don't say shelter thirty miles. Have you sheltered for ten miles? How many people are starving to death in this neighborhood! I am a Buddha with compassion. It's a good mercy! Like Yan Yun, the man who saw those posts on the Internet and sought refuge screamed.

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