End Times Dust Light

  It was late at night, dark clouds covered the sky, dark curtains enveloped the grassland, a little bonfire in the distance lit up the sky, but near there was not even a trace of sparks, and it was dark. This is the slum of the camp.

  A black shadow appeared beside the dilapidated tent, standing for a long time, as if looking for something, and muttered: "Why is it gone? I'm still here during the day, is it **** again".

   A naive voice trembled: "Are you a human or a ghost, do you want to take me away?"

  Hearing someone talking, Sombra remembered it and asked, "Do you know where Zhuoma's house is?"

  An old voice replied in Chinese: "You are the Han that Zhuoma said. In the afternoon, someone took Zhuoma's family to the middle of the camp. Go there and find him."

The black shadow man is Lu Ziming. He rides on horses no faster than walks. He rushed to the last settlement and finally killed four zombie creatures. He hurried back and found that the sky was already dark, so he went back the same way. Not at Dolma's home.

The camp is divided into three areas: the front, the middle and the back. The front area is where cattle and sheep are placed. The back area is home to a poor shepherd. People with sheep and power live in the middle of the camp. There is a symbol of identity and power. The location of Taiji's big account is a symbol of status.

   "Old man, do you know who picked up the Zhuoma family?"

   "It was Wendonna who picked up the Dolma family."

  I don’t know who Wendona in the old man’s mouth is. The pronunciation of the language is different in many cases, just like Zhuoma calling Lu Ziming “road”. As long as Zhuoma is not in trouble, he can find it in the camp.

Fortunately, the camp is not big, and most of the herdsmen in the camp can understand Chinese. After Lu Ziming made gestures and twisted his name, he finally found the newly moved Zhuoma in the middle of the camp. One family.

   Zhuo Ma’s mother only met once. Perhaps Zhuo Ma had said something with her mother, and when she saw Lu Ziming, he immediately welcomed him into the tent.

  The tent is bigger and newer than Zhuoma’s original place, and it can be regarded as Zhuoma’s first gift after becoming a superman. In the tent besides Zhuoma lying on the felt, there was also a woman sitting next to her. Lu Ziming had seen this woman twice, the woman who brought herself to the camp. She didn't know her name.

  The appearance of this woman surprised Lu Ziming. When he thought of Zhuoma's move, he guessed that this woman was probably named Wendona.

Wendona looked at Lu Ziming who walked in from the outside, and didn't have any extra reaction. She still said with a grim look on her face: "Lu! How did you spend this time in the camp? Why didn't you come to us? Going home".

  Lu Ziming pretended to be surprised and said: "What? You are going to send me back. I am unfamiliar with the place here, and I have long wanted to go home."

The camp has just finished the Summer Lake Festival, and the Warriors Trial is now being held. Wendona asked if she wanted to go home at this time. It was obvious that there was a taste of temptation. If he couldn't even see this, he wouldn't have to go out of the grassland. It might be better to stay here.

   "Why didn't I see, where did you go today?"

  Is this interrogation? Are you their criminal? Lu Ziming felt disgust in his heart, and said coldly: "I was bored in the camp, and went out on horseback for a stroll. Even if I go back, I must first learn how to ride."

Wendona didn't ask any more, maybe she also felt Lu Ziming repelling her, turning her head and lying Zhuoma said: "You take a good rest, don't take part in tomorrow's game, take care of your body, I will go back first NS".

  Lu Ziming watched Wendona leave. The eyes of the two collided with each other in an instant, and they separated again, as if nothing happened.

Zhuo Ma lying on the ground looked at Lu Ziming and said, "Wendona is mine. She has always taken care of me. She is very nice. There must be some misunderstanding between you."

Misunderstand! The two are tens of thousands of miles apart. They didn't know each other before, and they won't know each other in the future. What can be misunderstood. After all, it is to be wary of yourself, for fear that Celtan's killing of the Wolf King will be revealed, do you care about this matter? I didn't admit it at the beginning, and I won't admit it in the future.

   "Don't think too much, eat this fortified meat, and strive to participate in the competition tomorrow." Lu Ziming didn't understand what Wendona and Zhuoma said when they left.

   "Lu! Do you think I can participate in tomorrow's game like this?"

"That's not possible, don't you want to be a warrior on the prairie? You have seen a warrior lying in a hospital bed, only a standing warrior, no lying hero, no matter what the outcome of tomorrow's game, as long as you work hard, life will be There will be no regrets, do you understand?"

   Zhuoma didn't understand, but knew that Lu Ziming was good to him, nodded and said: "I will stick to it, just like you said, as long as you stick to it, you won't regret it."

   "Take a good rest, see you tomorrow."

   "Road! Stay here and we will sleep together."

  Lu Zi smiled, he was not used to everyone lying and sleeping together, especially Zhuoma’s mother in the room, even if it rained, he would rather sleep in the stable for one night, at least not to worry about a zombie attack.

  Walking out of the tent, I saw that the sky was still dark and there was no light. I am afraid it is going to rain. I really want to sleep in the stable.

Before taking a few steps, the big raindrops fell from the shady sky, "True Tamar’s crow beak, it’s better to spend the whole day, Zhuo Ma can have an extra day of leisure tomorrow", cursing God, while saying I was happy to be able to delay time, and rushed towards the stable with no idea. Even if I have slept next to the dead pile, I still care about the smell in the stable. The key is that it is quiet and I can practice with peace of mind.

Sitting on the haystack in the stable, listening to the "ticking" sound of the rain hitting the shed, I remembered the "cracking" sound of the horses in my ears. The noisy camp suddenly quieted down, and more people moved to the "battlefield" and hid in the lights. Get drunk in the brightly lit tent.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire dark night sky. A young man rushed into the stable under the rain and covered his head. He glanced at the people sitting on the haystack unconsciously, as if subconsciously noticed. What happened: "Horse thief!"

The person yelled something, and with a flick of his stature he had already jumped on the person on the haystack, kicked the person on the haystack on the chest, followed by another kick, his fist fell like rain, hitting the haystack. People huddled together and shouted "Help".

  The man fought for a while and looked dumbly at the humanity on the ground: "You are a Han Chinese! Who brought you here, what do you do here?" This time the man was talking about Sinicization.

  The people on the ground seemed to understand, and exclaimed: "I was brought by Wendona, why did you hit me?"