Dark Moon Era

It is six kilometers away from No. 17 safety zone, deep in the mang forest ahead.

This is a very humble mountain stream.

The streams converge here, and a small hill falls to form a small waterfall.

Below the waterfall is a small pool of water.

To the left of the pond is another stream, which continues to meander toward the south.

The scenery here is peaceful, but it is definitely not a place for ordinary people to set foot.

Because there is a natural source of water here, which has reached the standard of drinking water level three, at noon every day, a large number of various animals come here to drink water.

The water pond is even more dangerous, because one of them is a duba hunting fish, up to 7 meters in length, with sharp teeth, hard scale armor, and strong fins that can make it briefly jump out of the water for a surprise attack.

Tang Ling saw a snow-melted spotted deer with his own eyes. When he drank water by the stream, he was bitten by a pop-up duba fish and dragged into the water.

In short, because of these factors, it is very quiet here.

Regardless of whether it is duba hunting fish, occasionally mutated beasts and king beasts come to drink water.

In short, this place is very, very quiet, and even soldiers with hunting missions will not choose this place.

Accidentally fell into siege.

Tang Ling took a whole pot of water with a military kettle near the stream, but he longed for that duba hunting fish to come to trouble.

By the way, pack up, boil a fish soup for Su Xiao.

However, it was quiet and nothing had happened.

After taking the water, Tang Ling walked along the stream to the south for less than 500 meters, and then drilled into the grove by the stream.

This is a forest without any special groves, covered with dancing root trees.

The tree itself is not tall, but it has particularly developed and strong roots. They love to grow near the stream. One half of the roots are exposed and intertwined with each other, like a lot of them. People dancing together.

In late summer and early autumn, the leaves of the dance root tree will become dark green, light blue, and bright white, reflected in the bright water of the stream, which is very beautiful.

Tang Ling had no intention of admiring any scenery, but walked in the interlaced and complicated root system, and walked to the dancing root tree close to the center, he suddenly entered the root system.

Here, hidden in the root plexus, there is a very small, diagonally downward cave that only one person can pass through.

The roots are still staggered in the cave, but bypassing these roots, you will find that in the densest places where the roots are staggered, you will soon form a tree root network with a white, huge mushroom inside.

This mushroom is called a house mushroom, and it is a favorite mushroom in the wild.

Because its huge stipe can reach 5 meters in diameter, and there is a crack in the stipe.

After drilling, there is enough space in the hollow stipe, like a hut, and a hut with soft walls and ground.

In addition, at night, the house mushrooms will emit a slight warmth, and it is very comfortable to sleep inside.

In addition, it always attracts a kind of bright-bellied bright insect, which is not aggressive. The first-level mutant insects that love nectar come to make nests here, so this house mushroom is equivalent to its own light.

After all, the bright-bellied worm is very lazy, except for occasionally going out three or five days a month to look for nectar, usually always lying there, exuding a soft, pinkish light with some dreamy colors from the stomach.

I do n’t know how Su Xiao found this house mushroom. You should know that the house mushroom grows without any regularity. It always grows in random places where you do n’t expect it. mushroom.

Tang Ling thought, got into this house mushroom.

Su Xiao arranged the house mushrooms quite comfortably, perhaps because he had already prepared for running, or because he often hid here.

Therefore, in this house mushroom, there are some simple stitching furniture, such as stitched tatami, stitched small sofas and small round tables, and some debris, and a conspicuous rag doll, very childlike. .

Tang Ling didn't expect Su Xiao to have such a hobby. He just widened the gap in the house mushroom and squatted here to heat up the water.

Tang Ling's heart was very painful, but Su Xiao's expression was abnormally quiet. He had been studying the black box, but Tang Ling never showed any interest in this box.

The water quickly became hot. Tang Ling added a silver chrysanthemum that had just been collected by the stream, and then poured it into a wooden cup and brought it to Su Xiao.

Su Xiao took it, took a sip, and the fragrance of Yinbianju spread out in his mouth. He squinted his eyes: "Oh, it's really nostalgic."

Tang Ling lowered his head, and now he has no courage to look at Su Xiao more.

It only took less than an hour. From the time he carried Su Xiao back to the place, and he drank thirst for Su Xiao to boil water, it really took less than an hour. Su Xiao was already old Sad.

What a tall and strong man was, and now he is "dry" and only half his weight is left.

The bulging muscles had shrunk, the skin was dry and wrinkled, and the white hair was mostly silver, and thinner.

The tall figure also swelled, how could it not look straight.

The face is also old, the wrinkles on the forehead, the fine lines on the corners of the eyes, the scar that had been on any face has lost the smell of iron and blood, once the chin was glowing, now there are only a few white must.

"Yinbianju is a good companion during the journey. Drinking a cup of Yinbianju tea can eliminate fatigue and hotness." Su Xiao holding the tea is really like an old man, while he was talking, he patted the ground The black box, said to Tang Ling: "Do you know this box? You must not know from your knowledge, the owner of that grocery store ..."

Tang Ling, while listening, pretended to stretch a lazy back easily, and then interrupted Su Xiao's words: "Uncle, you should give me the point."

"What's the point?" Su Xiao looked up, then grinned. "I have a lot of points to tell you, and the boy should sit down for me."

How familiar this smile is, no matter how the face changes, the angle of that smile, and the look of the smile all belong to Su Xiao, a special smile.

But Tang Ling wanted to cry, once such a smile was domineering and arrogant, and now there are only old vicissitudes.

This is a kind of panic that cannot be stopped. Every second is tortured like a flesh. Who can withstand loved ones aging overnight? And you also have to watch, watch with sober eyes, watch with weakness, and spend every second of torture.

"Don't talk about anything else, let's talk, how can you prevent this state, I will think of a way." Tang Ling, holding back the sore throat, asked very casually.

Just in this way of questioning, what happened to Su Xiao is no longer a major event, there must be a way.

No matter what he looks like, as long as he can stop this fast aging state.

"There is no way. Almost everything about time has no solution." Su Xiao blew the silver chrysanthemum floating on the water in the cup very calmly, with a very calm tone.

"Furthermore, I used two. One is a retrospective of time, which allows me to recover briefly from the peak period. The price is overdraft vitality, rapid aging. This is fair."

"As for the second one, it is the best violent potion, and it can make people return to their peak state in an instant, and it can burst out of their own power."

"You have started to cultivate now, you know, this kind of medicine is to stimulate cells and invest in cell vitality."

"The two are superimposed, do you think there is a solution?" Su Xiao took a sip of hot water, looked up at Tang Ling, and then patted his hand heavily on Tang Ling's shoulder. Haha laughed: "I thought I soon died. After all, I'm forty-eight years old, so overdrawn with vitality, can I still live for ten minutes? "

"But it turns out that I can live a long time. So, an hour, right? I haven't died yet. Fortunately, you carried me back, or you lay there for an hour, is it too special ..." Su Xiao is free and easy, and then touches Tang Ling's head: "Otherwise, you have to miss this black box."

Tang Ling's heart was broken again at this moment.

He hated this feeling very much.

From mother-in-law, to younger sister, to Wei An, to Amir, to Su Xiao ... every time, every time the heart breaks, I don't know how many times can I endure?

But life is so cruel, it is so cruel that you have to face it every time, and you cannot escape.

Then what kind of attitude should you face this time? Is it like crazy after the death of mother-in-law and sister?

Or was it the moment when Wei An died, suppressing the grief of a volcanic eruption, and forcing calm?

No ... this is facing my father, so use a man's way.

Therefore, Tang Ling looked up, with the same smile on his face as Su Xiao. He rummaged and found a pack of cigarettes from the luggage bag.

The familiar brand came from Mrs. Selena black market, and then lit two, one of him and one of Su Xiao.

"Well, what's so special about this box?" Tang Ling speeded up.

Su Xiao took a deep look at Tang Ling, and then said, "In this world, there is a place where there is so much chaos and no unity of power is called the port of darkness."

"There is no order, no rules, there is only a set of ways of doing things, and only treat transactions as sacred and inviolable. Well, such a place can also be called a port of freedom."

"What's the point?" Tang Ling took a breath.

"The point is that this box comes from the port of darkness. It is one of the three most famous types of boxes in the port of darkness-Dolly the dark box." Su Xiao said here, a little tired, breathing a few breaths.

Tang Ling filled Su Xiao with water again: "The port of darkness feels a lot of boxes, uncle, do you want to eat?"

"No more food, not enough time." Su Xiao refused very often, then patted the box and said, "Oh, the box culture is a characteristic culture of the port of darkness. You will understand soon."

"Well, why would I understand it soon?" Tang Ling asked, and he stood up and said, "Uncle, soon, I'll catch a fish. Let's have a meal together. I see wine in my backpack."

"Because your next destination is to go to the port of darkness. First, you can only hide yourself there. Second, you have to find someone who is critical to your future life."

"Who is it?" Tang Ling found a wooden bucket and carried it in his hand. In fact, he had no interest in what he was looking for.

"Zero. He's called zero!" Su Xiao looked at Tang Ling very seriously, and when talking about the name zero, his eyes revealed the kind of reverence that would only come out when talking about Tang Feng.

"Well, I'll go out first. Soon, wait for me." Tang Ling said he remembered, and rushed out of the house mushroom soon.

And Su Xiao looked at Tang Ling's back and did not stop him. He said so many words, he was a little sleepy, and wanted to be a little bit old, and he was old, is that it?

He wasn't afraid that time was too late, he had anticipated that there might be a day, so he had prepared in advance.

Thinking of this, he stood up quite a bit and walked to the corner of this childlike cabin.

Here is a box with rounded corners and lovely flowers carved on all sides.

Su Xiao opened the box and took out two black booklets from it.

He was panting and very tired, so he held two black booklets in his arms, and fell asleep with his head down, the snoring intermittently.

Tang Ling walked out and ran to the edge of the stream like the wind. He was holding his chest fiercely, which made him very uncomfortable.

But don't show sadness! No, not at all! Because ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Su Xiao has always been a stand-alone man, free and easy.

The same is true in the matter of life and death. He would not like someone who is sad and sad to say goodbye to him in this way at the last moment of his life.

Farewell? no way! Tang Ling grabbed a fish a bit, then returned to the house mushroom with a bucket full of water.

He quickly went from catching fish to fetching water to going back and forth, but it took less than five minutes.

When he returned, he saw Su Xiao leaning against a box, and his heart tightened immediately.

He rushed forward, almost shaking with his hand on Su Xiao's nose and the other hand on Su Xiao's heart.

Okay, okay, okay! Tang Ling bowed his head, forcing himself to tremble, so that he should not shed tears.

"Shit, what are you doing? Do you think I'm dead?" Su Xiao suddenly woke up at this time, and the old man's sleep was very light.

"No, I just want to wake you up. Your snoring sound is too scary." Tang Ling smiled with a disgusted expression.

"Uncle, go to sleep over there. I cook, and soon." Tang Ling easily picked up Su Xiao and put him on a tatami.

Su Xiao hummed twice and didn't object, he was really very tired.

Is time just passing an hour? For an hour, Su Xiao's feeling of being carried on his back had been reduced by a third.

Tang Ling's precise instinct is constantly running. He is calculating how much time Su Xiao will completely consume the remaining vitality.

Time is irreversible, is there no solution? No, if that's the case, he must also save time!