doom monster

The landslide-like vibration seemed to destroy the world. In the center of the garbage dump, there were bowl-thick cracks in all directions, and they quickly cracked open like spider webs.

The mountain seemed to be roaring, and huge stones poured down from the top of the mountain. The houses closest to the river bank were shaken one after another, and they were in danger. They just pressed the wandering zombies around under the rubble, and the corpses piled up like a mountain.

This disaster came so unexpectedly.

Yu Qiu and Tan Donghua barely survived by clinging to the roots of an old tree with deep roots.

The shock was only for a moment, but it was enough to bring a devastating blow to the village.

It was as if the giant in the mountain was frightened, and at the next moment, an indistinguishable piercing scream suddenly broke out, and it entered Yu Qiu's ears irresistibly like a swimming snake, causing him strong discomfort.

"waste."

The voice was different from the bewitching ones before, but at this moment, it was mixed with monstrous anger, as if wanting to skin him and bone him.

The trash who said again and again was like some kind of curse, extremely sinister.

Luo Heng finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"To shut up."

Luo Heng didn't know who the owner of the voice was, whether it was a human or a ghost, but the repeated anger and insults really made him extremely sick.

In fact, he had a vague expectation, or it was not difficult to guess.

Compared with Tan Donghua's face of indifference, it is obvious that the voice is aimed at him and Yu Qiu, and whether the other party is a person, a ghost or a monster, Luo Heng actually prefers the latter. He doesn't know the reason, it's just a kind of intuition. In the process, he felt that maybe Yu Qiu's conjecture might not be just a conjecture.

What the other party was angry about was nothing more than one point. The human flies and insect eggs damaged by the fire were obviously the pain points that the voice owner was angry about.

If the fire is allowed to burn, it may destroy the entire passage. As a lair, it will definitely cause heavy damage to it, and no matter how bad it is, it will definitely break its arms and legs.

But other than that, what Luo Heng was puzzled from the beginning to the end was why he and Yu Qiu were the only ones, and what the voice or the thing behind it wanted to do.

Helplessly, the other party is in the dark, and they are in the light. This is not a favorable situation. The thing knows his and Yu Qiu's names, and knows the existence of Luo Heng, and even sends them to the door, which proves that Luo Heng was not put in the place at all. In his eyes, Luo Heng couldn't figure out the origin of that thing, but that didn't mean that he could tolerate it doing whatever it wanted and allowing it to be arrogant.

What he hated most in his life was pretending to be a ghost.

That voice didn't care about Luo Heng's scolding, it continued to say something sarcastically, but the sound of the explosion immediately covered it.

Amidst the bursts of explosions, the shrill voice was intermittent, messy and broken, but Luo Heng still heard it.

"Giggle...shut up?...ha...a piece of rubbish...you are not qualified to talk...you don't know how much he hates you...hehehe...hehe..."

Luo Heng suffocated for breath, as if a turbulent sea was stirred up in the depths of his heart.

it. . .what do you know. .

***

The expected huge explosion did not come as expected, only after the sound, there was no splash. At the same time, the water level of the river connecting the two phases has dropped rapidly at the speed of the naked eye plane, as if it was sucked away by something invisible Same.

The water level dropped very quickly, and a long river soon bottomed out. On the exposed river beach, countless sticky and black unknown substances were spread out on the ground and slowly seeped into the soil.

It's like pumping water to put out a fire, that thing. .How much ability is there.

At this moment, not to mention Yu Qiu, even Tan Donghua felt something was wrong, or a strong panic.

So far, the aftershock has passed for a moment, and the surrounding area has long been in ruins. Yu Qiutan Donghua looked at the desolate scene with cold hands and feet.

The garbage dump has long been a vast ocean of waste products, and the road that originally separated them has disappeared. The two of them were silent for a long time, and they didn't move for a long time.

He remembered that Ah Da, Lao Qi and Lao Zheng were also in it, they. .Are you ok.

In many cases, human life is not long at all. The so-called aging is a luxury at some special moments, and Yu Qiu will probably never forget this moment.

A few hours ago, the living life bloomed like fireworks in a short period of time, and there was no trace left after the short splendor. Yu Qiu couldn't even set up a tomb for Jiang Wangjiao Siyu; people are gone, everything is gone, What to take to set up, and who to pay homage to.

There was something heavy in his body, Yu Qiu tugged at the corner of his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

He suddenly raised his head to suppress the damp heat in his eyes, but suddenly realized that a long time had passed.

The rain did not know when it stopped, the sky was still dark, and the gray clouds were as thick as glue.

Tan Donghua coughed twice, spit out the clods that jumped into his mouth, rolled up his sleeves and looked at the watch on his wrist, it was 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

The ups and downs of the mountains have long since returned to calm. Looking from a distance across the river beach, the air begins to fill with mist, and the distant mountains have become hills.

After the aftershocks, the muddy roads became more and more slippery with potholes, and gravel can be seen everywhere, half buried in the soil, covering the road one by one.

The gradually thickening mountain mist flows in the air, and the sky is white at a glance, like a giant beast lurking in the dark, swallowing the visible places around it bit by bit without saying a word.

The growing sense of ominousness is evident.

Both Yu Qiu and Tan Donghua knew they had to go back.

On the way back, half of the house collapsed. Many of the wandering zombies were crushed under the rubble and could not move. The lucky ones who escaped disappeared as night fell.

It was also their luck that without these troubles, the exhausted and exhausted two finally reached their sanctuary before it was completely dark.

It's just that, I don't want to, the so-called shelter has become a mess.

Naturally, the area affected by the aftershocks would not be very close, and the refuge camps not too far away would certainly not be spared.

The fences and residences that they worked so hard to put up bricks and tiles to barely see were returned to before liberation, and they were even more dilapidated than before, trembling like a dangerous building.

Something seemed to have happened inside. From a long distance away, the heart-piercing cries did not subside as the dusk darkened. Tan Donghua managed to glimpse a corner of the inside from the collapsed wall.

The woman's sharp cries and insults were very noisy, and the child curled up in the arms of his family members blankly, looking at a certain place in the distance, his inner fear and fear were clearly displayed on the surface, motionless as if he had been frightened stupid.

Tan Donghua followed his gaze, and saw his wife lying on the ground emotionally fluctuating, her shoulders were imprisoned, the despair on her face was palpable, she was saying something, crying blood.

Wang Ying has always cared about her son the most, for her son to be able to work hard, and from Tan Donghua's understanding, it must be related to Panpan that she can react so much.

Tan Donghua's heart tightened, fearing that something might happen, he immediately pulled Yu Qiu and ran in anxiously.

The author has something to say:

I actually don’t want to code today, because in the three-dimensional life, the work has changed a lot.

I actually don’t have much time recently. Writing novels is all about sending love. I don’t know if any cuties will wait, but after thinking about it, I still post it, because I think, if there is, I can’t let you support me The cutie is disappointed.

Well, it will be tomorrow in half an hour, good night~