death like wind

"Ajin, get up and eat something."

A cry woke up Su Jin, he rubbed his sleepy eyes to wake up, and saw Yan Xilin put the dinner plate on the table in front of him, it contained not only eggs, cauliflower, carrots, green vegetables, but also pork belly.

Su Jin wondered, "Where did you get it?" Before, even if it was a dry bun, I couldn't eat it.

Yan Xilin wiped his face with a wet towel, and scooped a bowl of white, tender, glutinous rice from the cart behind him: "As long as you have money, you can get food. I have a nightmare prop that can convert the The money is exchanged for the currency in the nightmare world."

"This is really the most practical prop!" Su Jin wiped her face, and devoured the rice, never feeling that these simple side dishes are so delicious.

It was ten o'clock in the morning, and the sunlight outside the window shone like a dream in the carriage. In another four hours, it was time to arrive at the station.

Shui San sat in the first row, unresponsive to everything around him, holding Qin Shu who was tired and sleeping in his arms, and carefully wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, with tenderness in his eyes like honey, that place was independent of a world , quiet and serene.

At twelve o'clock, Qin Shu woke up from the nightmare, his back was wet with sweat, and he felt cool: "So...surrender? Why don't you follow Shanwazi and stay in the national army?"

Shui San patted him on the back to comfort him, and said, "I'm crippled and can't fight, besides, you have to leave too."

Qin Shu was silent for a while, Shui San's eyes darkened and said: "I asked General Fang for a marriage certificate, but he didn't approve it for me."

"Oh."

After a while of silence, relatively speechless, Shui Sandu took out warm pancakes from his arms and gave them to him: "Eat it. I'll take you to have a good meal when I get to my hometown."

Qin Shu took the pancake, took a bite, and gritted his teeth: "I'll go somewhere later, you can wait for me at the train station."

"......it is good."

At the end of the plot, Su Jin thought: "This marriage certificate has appeared twice, it is probably an important prop, should we think of a way to get him one?"

Since Su Jin and the others gathered the people in their team, the five of them gathered together, and there was no hesitation in speaking, Qin Meng suggested: "I can draw, or I will draw one for them."

"Okay, try to keep Shui San at bay." As soon as the words finished, there was a scream from the entrance of the carriage, everyone looked at each other, their faces darkened, and they rushed to the place where the sound came from.

A woman from the team rushed out in a panic, stumbled, fell to the ground, pointed behind her with a frightened face, and said, "Dead, dead! Someone died again!"

Su Jin stepped in and opened the toilet door suddenly. An unrecognizable corpse was hung on the hook. The hook pierced his throat, and blood dripped into the pool of blood.

Wang Lanhua swallowed her saliva, her face was pale, her legs were trembling, and she said, "I saw him an hour ago, why suddenly...he hasn't moved at all."

Su Jin looked around at the crowd, completely panicked, and couldn't see the slightest abnormality.Is the game about to start now...

The train beeped and arrived at the station.Looking out through the window, the sun is shining brightly and the spring breeze is warm. Unfortunately, no matter how bright the sun is, it can't shine into this dark corner. Everyone got off the train, bathed in the sun, still feeling cold all over, unable to dispel the pain in their hearts. cold.

Qin Meng drew a marriage certificate for Shui San, and Huyou said that it was exactly the same as the real one. Shui San took it seriously, wiped his hands again and again, and then carefully took the notebook and put it in his arms and put it on his back. Floating to the lively street, I don't know how many cigarettes I have smoked.

He was worried that Qin Shu would not come back if he ran away.

Of course, Su Jin and the others also had this concern, and asked someone to follow Qin Shu. If they really ran away, they would be knocked out and tied back.

Qin Meng smiled slightly and said, "He won't leave."

"Are you so sure?"

Qin Meng looked at Shui San who was squatting on the ground smoking a cigarette, and said, "I just have a feeling that he won't leave, and Shui San will wait forever."

While talking, Qin Shuzhen came back, and Shui San limped up to meet him. He took out the small book in his arms as if he was a treasure, and said with a silly smile: "I just asked someone to draw it, do you think it looks like it?" , unlike us looking for someone to paint again."

Qin Shu took the book and flipped through it carefully, with a smile on his face: "It's all wrinkled by you."

"Just a little wrinkled, I...I'll press it for you, so you can't see it."

"Don't touch it, it's the ashes in your hand. I'll keep this as proof, and if it falls into your hands, no one will read it!" Qin Shu smiled, his eyes moved and moved, and he put the book in his heart carefully, but Because of a false proof, I can't stop rejoicing.

Their happiness is so insignificant, and it is this insignificant happiness that is so precious in troubled times and blooms with dazzling brilliance.

Su Jin clenched Yan Xilin's hand and pursed her lips.

Yan Xilin held him back and asked, "Do you want to?"

"Who wants it!" Su Jin's ears were red, and she looked away and wandered around.

Time moves forward rapidly, and the surrounding scene changes again and again. In the blink of an eye, buildings are erected around them, small streets and willow lanes, birds singing and flowers fragrant.

In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Shui San became a carpenter in this small town, and Qin Shu became a teacher in the town. The two lived in an ordinary private house. Although their lives were not rich, they did not lack tea, rice, oil and salt. , is enough.

These ten years are the few and happiest days for them.

Su Jin sat at the table and poured herself a cup of tea. Outside was the sound of Shui San beating wood, and the street was beating gongs and drums, hung with festive red, so lively.

Today is the day of China's liberation. Under Wang Lanhua's instigation, most of the team went to the entrance of the village to listen to the Huagu Opera. Su Jin was too lazy to run, so she had a rare free time, so she hid in the room and began to think about the clues of the mission.

After Qin Meng drew the marriage certificate for Shui San, Shui San told them the name of their last teammate: Wang Qiang.

And Wang Qiang was the one who died on the train.Someone has already attacked them, and the next target may be Su Jin, or Yan Xilin.

Yan Xilin didn't know where he had gone. Recently, he was always on the lookout. There were some people in the team who were too bored to go to the school where Qin Shu taught and became an older student. They said they wanted to relive it Happy time while reading...

Qin Shu bought a photo frame and hung up the marriage certificate. When he saw the two black handprints on it, his face turned black with anger. Shui San had nothing to touch the certificate again!

They quarreled so sweetly that Su Jin couldn't help laughing.As time goes by, occasionally these two NPCs will notice that outsiders like Su Jin, especially Su Jin, seem to have lost their invisibility buff, Qin Shu will always catch Su Jin complaining, this time the laughter spread to Qin In Shu's ears, he sat next to Su Jin and chatted naturally: "Su Jin! Our new China is liberated, and the streets are full of celebrations. Don't you go to the entrance of the village to listen to the Flower Drum Opera?"

Su Jin also poured tea for him, and said, "Too lazy to go, my friends and the others are going to listen."

Qin Shu's face was full of festive brilliance, and he took a teacup and poured it into his stomach: "I knew it was going to be a holiday, so I didn't tell those little bastards in the class. Come back, let them copy Changgexing twenty times! Hahahaha."

Su Jin also laughed and said, "You are more of a teacher than a student."

Qin Shu raised his eyebrows, noncommittal: "A year ago, Shanwa wrote a letter, asking us to move to the south with him, and I was thinking..."

"What are you going to do? It's hotter than Chongqing." Shen Xiu walked in, glanced at Su Jin coldly, and interrupted Qin Shu's conversation. Su Jin's figure left, rubbing her head.

Su Jin got tired of looking at him, rolled her eyes, and even wanted to spit on his face, being interrupted like this, she forgot what Qin Shugang wanted to say.

Su Jin had to ask, "Flower Drum Opera is over?"

"Boring, I'm back first, they are still watching." Shen Xiu poured himself a sip of tea, and put the cup on the table suddenly, "Recently, so many people died inexplicably, and we can't advance the plot anymore, we all have to fold At this."

"Just take care of yourself and don't stretch your hands and feet all over the place."

Since they came to this town, in three days, seven people have died, some died because of gambling, some were...killed to death.

In the end, ten people survived. Fortunately, Su Jin and the others were fully prepared to avoid the first massacre, but Meng Rao and Qin Mang still lost ten years of life in the gambling game.

The plot progressed slowly, but they couldn't trigger the task of speeding up the plot. They could only watch helplessly as the number of people at the dinner table gradually decreased every day.

A fierce dark light flashed in Shen Xiu's eyes, he cursed, slammed the door and left.

Su Jin clicked her tongue, raised her legs and leaned back on the chair, resting her arms on her head, and yawned.Not long after squinting, Wang Lanhua ran in from the door in a panic, and pulled him up: "Go and have a look, something is wrong!"

Su Jin said weakly: "What can be the big deal?"

Wang Lanhua said: "A few people are tearing their faces apart! There are only two people left in their team, and they suddenly went crazy, saying that they want to die with us. We didn't stop them, they are making trouble at school!"

Su Jin asked: "Is it the squadron or the anti-team?"

They have not accomplished nothing in the past three days. Through observation, they have now learned who is in which team. It seems that apart from Su Jin and his team, other teams will receive some kind of reminder after the game. After each night, they will always have some strange behavior.

For example, some people became Red Guards here, and some went to the school as students, as if they were planning something secretly.

Wang Lanhua said with a trembling voice: "It's the squadron! They have been silent all the time, and they didn't think they would make a big deal out of it!"

"Did you see Yan Xilin?"

"I didn't see it. I haven't seen others for a long time." Wang Lanhua said anxiously: "What should we do? It's getting more and more unscrupulous."

"It's better to break it than to play dirty tricks now." Su Jin shook the spreader to cool herself, and said slowly: "Let them make trouble, will the sky turn upside down?"

Wang Lanhua wanted to cry but had no tears: "Why are you in no hurry?"

They have all been in the nightmare world for nearly a week. People die every day. When the number of people decreases, the probability of becoming the next victim increases. Time is like a sharp sword hanging above the head. Come down and cut off their heads.

Seeing that Wang Lanhua was so anxious that Su Jin almost cried, she couldn't take it anymore and said, "Okay, let's go and see the excitement."

The author has something to say:

The progress of this copy is so slow...

The decadent author stopped talking about metaphysics today, not only did he lose his collection, but he cried miserably.