The setting sun stained the sky red, the burning bonfire outside the pavilion crackled, the hare on the fire dripped, and the ruins of the city, cut off by the mountains, were like monsters that had always been gigantic, burying countless living lives. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Retracting his gaze, He Yang closed his eyes and leaned weakly against the wall of the pavilion, the wound on his arm was no longer bleeding after being cleaned, and a deep feeling of tiredness came to his brain again and again to make him fall asleep.

"Come, eat a little" Fat Li tore off the rabbit leg and handed it to He Yang.

Biting down on the golden rabbit leg, his eyes turned to look at Zhang Heng, "How many people survived the earthquake? What happened here that day? Can you be sure that the survivors were all taken away by wolves?"

He Yang went to the wolf's den, what were the wolves guarding there, but there was no imaginary blood on the ground outside the wolf's den, no stumps were found around, and even the wind blowing down did not have even a trace of blood, He Yang was very puzzled in his heart.

"Although the earthquake was strong, it also survived a lot of people. Zhang Heng put down the food in his hand, looked up at the sunset, and said slowly, "Many of our survivors gathered in the square that night to wait for rescue, and a white circle of light appeared in the sky at about twelve o'clock that night. Mobile phones, flashlights... All kinds of electronic devices were no longer available, and I don't know who exclaimed first, 'A nuclear war has begun', and the crowd began to panic, some screaming and running out of the city, and some hugging each other and crying bitterly. ”

Li Fatzi threw the water to Zhang Heng and motioned for him to drink saliva before continuing. Zhang Heng's hand holding the water trembled, his eyes gradually turned red, and he bowed his body and sobbed, "Our family stayed in the square and didn't leave, in the morning, the second earthquake came, and what happened in this earthquake broke the spirits of many people, and the crowd began to riot." ”

Tears ran down Zhang Heng's cheeks and fell to the ground uncontrollably. Zhang Shuyan walked over and patted Zhang Heng's back gently, "Brother, don't be sad, your parents in heaven definitely don't want to see you so sad." Originally, I wanted to comfort Zhang Heng, but I also sobbed.

"My parents locked my brother and sister in the newsstand and blocked the door, and there were shouts and screams outside the door. We heard my dad being pushed to the ground, my mom was crying and wanted to go up to help my dad, I opened the door and wanted to go out, but I was kicked on the ground, my dad desperately hugged the man's leg and told me to close the door and protect my sister. At this point, the brother and sister couldn't cry anymore.

"Hey~" He Yang sighed, "I really don't know what happened to my relatives in the distance." He Yang's family lives in the countryside, and the villagers are very simple, so they are not worried about this happening. It's just that he almost died in the jungle when he became a cultivator, and he could only pray for the well-being of his family.

Before Li Fatzi remembered, his parents had died, leaving only his grandmother alone to raise him, grandma had been very good to him since he was a child, the year of his grandmother's death, Li Fatzi was sad for two days without eating, after experiencing that kind of pain, he slowly understood that some pains can only be smoothed out by the years, and no matter how many comforting words are so pale.

After half a pillar of incense, Zhang Heng stopped his tears and began to continue, "I closed the door with tears in my eyes, and I pressed against the door, someone was kicking the door all the time, and after a while, there was a scream outside the door, and all the sounds became screams. I pushed open the door, my parents were gone, and a huge black shadow rushed towards me, and I was terrified. My big yellow dog saved my life, and he became very tall and hideous, and I still recognized it. After that, my sister and I hid in the newsstand, and in the evening the wolves howled, and I saw an old man who was taken away by the wolves, and he never went out until you came. Zhang Heng sat cross-legged with his head bowed, hiding the sadness and fragility on his face.

He Yang wanted to ask Zhang Heng if the black shadow he saw for the first time was a pack of wolves, and he felt that there were many strange places. They had only been out for more than a day, how could they have walked to Z City, which is more than 100 kilometers away from T City, with their footsteps; this square is the size of at least a few thousand people, and there are so many people all over the city, how did these hundreds of wolves take people away; if not only wolves appear, then what other beasts, are they more powerful than wolves?

The jungle in the distance is also filled with many more powerful and ferocious unknown beasts. Throwing away these boring questions, He Yang stood up with his spear, "Fat Li, put out the fire, it's already dark, everyone hurry up and rest, and leave here early tomorrow morning." With that, he walked straight into the newsstand.

Closing the door of the kiosk, the darkness around him surrounded him, and the roar of the beasts in the jungle in the distance was endless, perhaps because He Yang killed the Qingyue Wolf King, the wolf roar sounded so angry and pathetic.

Zhang Heng's brother and sister sat on the wall of the pavilion inside, Li Fatzi used his body to hold the door against him, and He Yang sat opposite.

The pain in his chest was unbearable when he was lucky, and he Yang was forced to withdraw from the state of having to gather qi into his body several times. Spit out a mouthful of blood, and He Yang supported the ground with one hand. Most of the injuries on his body were healed, the wounds on his arms had scabbed, the lake formed by the aura in the dantian had doubled, and the feeling of comfort full of strength made He Yang moan.

I don't know how many minutes later, He Yang woke up the sleeping Li Fatzi, pushed open the door and walked out alone. The roars of the beasts in the jungle were not as dense as they had been at nightfall, except for the occasional bird on the branches that woke up in their sleep and chirped a few times, and everything seemed so quiet, and if there wasn't so much life buried in the ruins around it, it might have been a wonderful morning. There is no polluted air, no disturbing whistles, only crisp birdsong, lush forests and the newborn morning sun.

Exhaling a breath of turbidity, He Yang held the spear in his hand and practiced against the newborn rising sun. There is no martial arts, no mentor, and the movements seem so rusty and clumsy.

The spear has been recognized, no matter what, holding it in his hand is a part of the body, what He Yang wants to do is to master the spear skillfully, just like the arm, where the heart goes, where the gun goes.

"There are too many beasts in the jungle in the plains, and there should be a lot fewer fierce beasts in the mountains" After finishing the morning practice, He Yang leaned on the pavilion wall and thought about the next path, "Four people are still too few, you have to find some survivors to teach the cultivation method, otherwise it will be difficult to survive." I don't know how many people will be alive after this disaster. ”

"Thank you, are you better?" Zhang Shuyan's sweet voice brought He Yang back from his contemplation, looking back at the delicate face full of tears, He Yang couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart, "This disaster has made everyone unlucky." ”

"It's okay, why don't you sleep more, you have to walk a long way today. He Yang smiled as much as he could, now he was the hope for these four people to live, he had to convey optimism, otherwise pessimism and negativity would kill them before the beast.