Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The white deer feels that he is not just running, it is flying.

No one has ever slammed his wrist like a golden tooth boss. It seems that he is not willing to let go, and even his own strength and life are constantly input into his body, causing his heart to jump and the adrenaline to be secretly secreted. People are like stepping on cotton.

He couldn't tell what it felt like, just ask himself in his heart: "He believes in me? I believe him? Why?"

"Ding!"

There was an abnormal sound behind him, which seemed to be the sound of the battle parts of the mines being bounced high.

But the white deer is not afraid at all. He can hear the strong and powerful breathing of the golden tooth boss, and feel his extremely powerful fire of life. His ears are still echoing his thunderous low-pitched, yes, certainly. They must be able to survive!

"jump!"

The golden tooth boss slammed him, and at the moment the two were twenty or thirty meters away from the foxhole.

"boom!"

The mines blasted behind them, and the shock waves rolled like hot waves, pushing them out, just in the foxhole.

The white deer felt that his entire back was burning, and the flame quickly penetrated into the lungs, and the pain was dim and dark, and he could not speak at all.

But the strong sting tells him every nerve ending - he is still alive!

"Oh, hey, hahahaha!"

He had been breathing in the foxhole for a long time, and he made a difficult and distorted laughter. The boy breathed the hot air and enjoyed every bit of pain in his body.

Jinya boss did not lie to him, they really can, they survived!

"Eight seconds six."

Just thinking, the head of the Golden Teeth appeared in his foxhole. The wilderness tyrant vomited blood and grinned. "Little devil, if you participate in the pre-war Olympics, you can win the championship."

The white deer waved at the golden tooth boss, expressing sincere gratitude and gratitude, but faintly felt that something was wrong, carefully pondered, and widened his eyes: "eight seconds six? The boss does not say that the mine must be at least ten seconds. Will it explode after that?"

"is it?"

The golden tooth boss scratched the scorching scorpion, and said, "I guess, there is always a mistake?"

"You - guess?"

The white deer is stunned. "In fact, you don't know when the mine will explode?"

"nonsense."

Golden Dharma, of course, said, "Do you think that I used to do so ridiculously to use a sticky gel to delay the explosion of a mine? If not, how can I know when a mine will explode!"

"This--"

The white deer was stunned, half angry and half depressed. "You, you cheated me!"

"so--"

The grandmother of the golden tooth grinned and stretched out the big hand that was shaking, not taking a light shot on the face of the white deer. "The little devil has long told you not to believe anyone."

Wanzang Haitang ran towards the two.

The body is still full of firearms and bullets.

The white deer and the golden tooth boss looked at each other and instantly forgot the dispute between the two people, but they all waved the brain waves to the limit and firmly locked the Wanzang Sea.

The eyes of Wanzanghai kept turning, to see if the spirits were normal, but the spirits were still normal. Then look at the vultures that circling behind the sky to help detect the Falcons. Hesitated for half a second. Smile, first pull the golden tooth boss, and open the arms to the white deer.

"Congratulations on your escape, deer, it seems that we are going to come!"

......

"Oh, oh!"

The sound of a chain dragging.

"Hey!"

The winch and the pulley are hard to rub and roll.

The wind and sand dissipated, and the breeze came to the surface. A underground wine cellar and a small shelter were presented in front of the three.

"Hey, there is always electricity here, this time it really saved!"

Wan Zhai danced and shouted.

They do have a little bit of Thai meaning, as if all bad luck was exhausted at the moment when the white deer stepped on the mine.

Not long after the wind power plant wandered around, they found the ruins of the old winery, and along the traces of the ruins, found the entrance to the wine cellar and the refuge.

This is a large-scale wine cellar, about half the size of a football field before the war, relying on wind power plants to provide energy – although most wind turbines are destroyed in nuclear wars, there are still one or two The crew is kept up and running enough to support the daily use of a small wine cellar and shelter.

In the latter part of the war, in order to stabilize the people's hearts and encourage the people to dig and renovate their shelters, the authorities will provide maximum support for the energy supply. The wind power plant was built for this purpose, using fully automated design. Even so, some units It can still be maintained until now, it is still a miracle, and perhaps it is a miracle prepared for them.

The wine cellar still maintains constant temperature and humidity, and most of the wines are not bad. Even if it is broken, it can be used as domestic water.

The corner of the wine cellar has been modified to form a small, well-prepared living area with bedrooms, living rooms and washrooms. There is also a small warehouse with a variety of materials stacked up. It is a small one. A small supermarket.

It seems that the owner of the winery was prepared to stay on the ground for a long time, and he did not intend to go out for ten or twenty years.

Unfortunately, they are still dead.

The three found a skeletal body in the bedroom. From the rotten clothes, it should be the hostess of the winery.

Her corpse exudes a faint blue light, and some bones are still deformed, which explains her cause of death - not radiation syndrome, it is a bacterial invasion of various biological and chemical weapons, virus infection, or the like, It.

Next to the bedroom is the living room. There is a colorful carpet in the middle of the living room. It is filled with colorful cartoon characters. There is a toy chess on the carpet. The donkeys, toy bills and toy deeds are scattered. .

In the corner, there are still two corpses, one big and one small. It should be a middle-aged man holding his child tightly. There are also several open medicine bottles scattered around him. The green Yingying pills are everywhere.

"VE44 nerve antidote."

The golden tooth boss squatted on one knee and picked up a medicine bottle. "In a safe dose, intramuscular injection after dissolution in water can effectively alleviate the damage caused by most neurochemical and biological weapons, but if it is directly orally administered five times. Above the safe dose, it is a safe, efficient, painless suicide agent - directly paralyzing the central nervous system, without any feeling, you can fall into an eternal sleep."

"I do not understand."

Bai Xiaolu said, "They still have so much material, most of them are vacuum-packed cans, including compressed drinking water, and there is no shortage of energy supply. They have everything, and they can insist on ten or twenty. Why do you have to commit suicide in years or even longer?"

"No, not everything. They are ready for everything, but they lose the most important thing."

The golden tooth boss whispered, "Hope, they lost hope."

The white deer is a word.

He didn't understand what it meant by "lost hope."

Because he never had hope.

There has never been hope, and there is no loss.

"If I remember correctly, the owner of this winery seems to be called "John" or something. He loves his wife very much. His wife was also a good wine-making hand. All the nearby wineries know."

Jinyao Old Avenue, "Poor old John, he prepared everything like a winter squirrel. It took all his efforts to transform this shelter. As a result, he found that his beloved wife had not had time. When he entered the shelter, he was attacked by viruses or radiation. In the end, he could only guard so much material and watched his wife mutate, fail, and die.

"This incident must have defeated Old John, causing him to lose all hope. Perhaps he suspects that he and his son are also infected; perhaps he does not think he can persist until the end of the war; or maybe he knows that the war is over, but the outside world It became a **** on earth. He made a wine. In any case, he could not fight the guns and maneuver the drone. His winery would soon become a devil's lair, and his son would become a beast. Prey, so, he accompanied his son to play the last game of chess, while lie to his son to eat excessive antidote, so there is no pain, to reunite with the child's mother."

When the golden tooth boss finished speaking, he sighed and took a blanket from the sofa next to him and gently covered it on the dead father and son.

The white deer had been silent for a long time and couldn’t help but say: "Let us hold them to the bed and hug them to his wife and his mother."

The golden tooth boss looked deeply at the white deer.

"Correct."

Wan Zhaihai also said, "This living room is quite good, but there are two bodies in the corner, and there are always some creeps. Get them out, we can take a rest here."

"it is good."

The eyelids of the golden tooth hang down, and together with the blanket, they picked up two very light corpses.

The white deer went up to help, carefully held the head of the old John and his son, and together with the golden tooth boss, sent them back to the bedroom, lying next to the female corpse, and carefully covering the family with a rotten and moldy quilt.

At this time, the white deer saw a picture of dusty dust on the bedside table, and looked at the dust, it was the old John family before the war.

It was a pair of very strong and jovial couples, with the local darkness and white teeth, and the golden hair seemed to shine.

The children among them held a bunch of ruby-like grapes, picked one and stuffed them into their mouths, and laughed more happier than adults.

The background is the grape manor, which is more vivid and brighter than the golden tooth. It reminds people of those beautiful days, the beautiful days of the past, the days that have never returned, the good days of the past.