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The remnant sun is like blood, the mountain wind howls in the forest, the sunset reflects the west, and the sky is vast. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThick fiery clouds hang at the end of the western sky, and countless red lights burst out, like thousands of red lines shuttling between heaven and earth, and the scenery is magnificent. At this time, a small thin figure walked out of the dwarf cloud mountain, under the illumination of the sunset, the back was slender, projected on the mountain path, one person and one shadow, accompanied by the little sunlight in the forest, there is an indescribable charm, but also an invisible loneliness.

This is Chen Zimu who went down the mountain, after separating from Yan'er, his mood was very low, and the melancholy in his heart made his face look even paler at this time. He tried to forget the girl in the pink dress and the cute smile, but the more he thought about it, the more unforgettable it became, and the more unforgettable it was, the more heartbroken it became, because of the "friend" or the promise to see each other again, no one knows.

Just when Chen Zimu approached the field behind the village, he found a trace of abnormality, usually at this time, the farmers in the village will still work in the fields, but at this time there is no one, the village is also quiet and scary, he skipped a trace of uneasiness in his heart, shook his head and didn't think about anything else, walked quickly towards the village, the closer he gets, the more pale his face becomes, like a deceased person, without blood.

"Wow"

Chen Zimu couldn't bear it anymore, knelt on one knee, and spit it out, one after another, and even the bile was about to spit out, because he smelled a very strong smell of blood, a smell of blood that was ten million times heavier than killing and bloodletting, as if a huge fierce beast was lying in the village, and was opening its bloody mouth to spew out strands of blood and dirt at him, making his heart tremble. Chen Zimu felt that he was about to die, his hands supported his trembling legs, he stood up, and then ran wildly towards the village, at this time he had only one belief, he wanted to go home.

Running frantically, I entered the village and saw that I don't know whether it was rain or blood filling the ground of the entire village, and as far as the eye could see, it was full of blood. He was unable to move forward, and fell into the blood-colored mire with a "snap". The whole face was filled with blood, and I only felt that the bright red liquid was poured into my mouth, eyes, nose, and ears. Swallowing some blood, he couldn't vomit anymore, struggled, raised his head, and crawled forward with difficulty. Ignore the fallen boots, the falling clothes, and the long scattered hair staining her cheeks and dripping blood. All he knew was crawling forward, looking like a bloody man struggling in the mud, and he tried like that, his teeth were biting his lip, and he wanted to go home.

In this way, Chen Zimu crawled to the door of the house, raised a hand and wanted to push the door, but he stayed in the air for a long time, he didn't dare to do it, he was afraid. Because he seemed to know what he was about to see. Struggling to his feet, wiping his hand from the blood on his face, he pushed open the door and screamed softly

"Daddy, Mother"

No one responded

"Daddy, Mu'er is back, Dad, I picked a lot of medicine for my mother, I quickly boiled it, and my mother's illness was cured"

"Dad, mother" Chen Zimu cried bitterly.

The house was bloodstained, but there was no one else, Chen Zimu cried for a long time, and stayed for a long time. He was already numb, walked into the house, looked at the messy home, looked at the bloodstains, his eyes were emotionless, walked to a broken table by the wall, he saw a bloodstained book, he knew that it was a medicine book, his father used to draw on it, but now it is like this, he slowly reached out and picked up the book, stared at it for a while, took it into his arms, and picked up a red rope that his mother used to tie her hair on the side, grasped the heart tightly, tilted his head slightly, closed his eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks and into his mouth。

Bitter?salty?

He suddenly stopped blaming them.

Turning around and turning around, Chen Zimu dragged his clothes stained with blood and mud and walked out of the house

He went to push open the door of another house, and when he saw the scene full of limbs and heads, his body trembled slightly, but his eyes were empty and emotionless, only the bitten lips and drops of blood flowed down, which could reveal his inner feelings, and that's it, he walked all over the village and saw all the "hell"

It was night, the darkness covered everything, the moonlight was bright, shining on the pool of blood and reflecting the faint light, a young man sat at the door of the house, but seemed to be sitting in the Shura Hell, with a fishy wind blowing slowly, over the village, climbed uphill, making the whole sky gloomy, the young man's eyes were hollow, staring at the darkness in the distance, a void......

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