I Can Absorb Spiritual Contamination

On November 15, it was cloudy with a northwest wind of force 3.

On both sides of the mountain road, the branches of hardwood swayed and rustled.

The cold autumn has come.

Although the wind is still mild, it's a pity that the temperature has dropped below 10 degrees Celsius, and it makes people feel dizzy after a long time.

The thinly-dressed and dusty girl walked alone on the trail, pedaling her bicycle with thin arms and legs, and finally passed another hill.

Out of the woods, the line of sight suddenly opened up.

At a glance, she saw a middle-aged man standing on the sentry stand with live ammunition and watching the wind. He waved his hand in excitement and shouted, "Uncle Da! Let's have dinner!"

While shouting, speeding up, a beautiful drifting corner, very fast, the tires left white scratches on the tamped yellow mud road.

The middle-aged man’s face was covered with gullies and many dry wrinkles. Hearing the sound, he smiled and turned his head and shouted into the iron house of the sentry: “Old Zhang, don’t go to bed soon, it’s your girl who is here to bring lunch. ."

Wow!

Drilled out of the head of a man with messy hair, he took a closer look. "The girl wears so little film again, and she doesn't listen to the lesson several times", he said so, but his face showed a happy smile.

This is an outpost in the northern market town of No. 7 base in Anding City.

Looking at the rusty, dimpled and simple iron-skinned house of the sentry, and the circular staircase that can be creaked by footsteps, you know that the sentry has fallen into disrepair.

Perhaps it's been a long time of peace, which makes people forget the fear of being dominated by the demon species.

Even if he lives in a relatively unsafe place outside the city, as long as there is no accident for a period of time, such an important facility as a sentry can be abandoned.

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It wasn't until last month that a magic seed attack occurred, causing a large number of casualties, that made people renewed their vigilance.

Under the leadership of the mayor, they strengthened the maintenance of the iron fences around the market town, and the guard posts were moved from the entrance of the market town to the former mountain.

However, the only lesson that mankind can learn from history is that mankind cannot learn anything from history.

I don't know how long it will be able to maintain this state of high-level martial law combat readiness.

But at least, for now, it can still maintain its beauty for a while.

There are a total of seven outposts in the northern market towns like this standing on a hillside, three in each of the three directions in the northeast, west, and west of the town.

As for going south, it is the No. 7 stronghold, and only one sentry is needed.

However, no one is willing to do similar work, such as eating and sleeping.

Lao Zhang was one of the survivors of the banshee in the accident last month, but his wife was unfortunately killed. Therefore, he volunteered and took the initiative to do this tiring job.

Lao Zhang's full name is Zhang Jiankun. He and Zheng Fa-fa both cooperated and were responsible for the outpost facing the south.

Standing here, heading north, downhill, no more than five miles away, you can enter the market town;

To the south, the road is clear.

There is no need to look for it, as long as you look up, you can see the towering star tower.

That is the camp of No. 7 stronghold.

It's not very far from the stronghold here, it's safe.

Even last month, that terrifying scream made Lao Zhang occasionally have nightmares.

But Lao Zhang still believes.

Within the range of the star tower, truth is everywhere!

Zhang Lingxia is the only daughter of Lao Zhang. She has just turned eighteen this year. She is at the age of youthful and slightly rebellious. She yearns for life in the city and often hangs out with the bad youths in the town. Zhang Moshao quarreled with her.

After the death of his wife, he found that this daughter seemed to have grown up overnight.

She ceased to be playful, and even started looking for a job actively, vowing to give her father an old age.

This makes Zhang Jiankun funny and gratifying.

For example, she took the initiative to take the job of delivering meals to the sentries in the market town.

"Dad, don't just drink, you eat more vegetables."

The young girl persuaded her father to drink mouthfuls one by one while she was holding the tin pot, but she didn't know how to move the chopsticks.

She specially kept the southern sentry post for the last meal, just to have a meal with her father. In addition to the two dishes and one soup standard by the town guard, she also specially made a scrambled pork with eggs.

Of course, they only have a small disc, which looks pitiful.

For the market towns on the wasteland, the supply of food mainly depends on agriculture, but the climate is changeable, coupled with the occasional magic seeds infestation, harvesting success depends on heaven.

Fishery is too dependent on the seasons, and it is not a long-term solution for the people on the wasteland; hunting is unrealistic. If you can have the strength to cross the wasteland, you will not be reduced to a market town.

Therefore, even if it is a good year, the poor people in the town will try their best to live a tighter life, looking forward to the day when they can save enough for their families to live a good life in the city.

Therefore, it is not easy for a serious person to be able to eat meat dishes occasionally.

"Uh?"

Lao Zhang and Zheng Fafa looked at each other, and both laughed.

"Haha, when my daughter is older, she will teach her father."

"Xiaoxia, you are also eighteen years old, do you have a boy you like?" Lao Zhang suddenly asked.

what?

"Dad! Why are you suddenly saying this."

The girl blushed and twisted.

She barely looks good, she has some freckles near the bridge of her nose, and her facial features are acceptable. She has a round face, a slender figure, and the breath of a young girl. In the harsh environment of the wilderness, she can grow like this, which is considered good. Beauties.

The conditions on the wasteland are bad. Girls from ordinary people like this will find a suitable man to marry and form a new family as soon as possible to raise offspring as soon as they are about their age.

Zhang Lingxia first snorted shyly, then tilted her head and said, "I think I am still young and want to work for a few years, save money, and then talk about marriage."

She said, her eyes looked west unconsciously.

"Oh."

Zhang Jiankun glanced at his colleague, nodded, and began to sip his drink again.

He lived for more than 40 years, so he could naturally see what his daughter was thinking.

After eating, I asked my daughter to be careful on the way back.

When she was completely invisible, Zhang Jiankun stood up, and he looked west.

As if looking at the invisible city wall of Anding.

He is burly and powerful, and there seems to be a faint flash of light in his eyes.

Goo!

Zheng Fa-fa took the remaining half pot of wine, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Old Zhang, you really decided to do this? If it is found out, it would be a shame."

Zhang Jiankun seemed to have changed his personality. He had a murderous look in his eyes. He heard the words and said in a low tone: "I've been useless for a lifetime. Wife

"Old Zheng, I'm not reconciled. I escaped from the dead and opened my eyes suddenly, saying that I have become a transcendent, but I know in my heart that this is the end of my life.

"But Xiaoxia, she is eighteen years old, and it will be too late. I want her to have a different life."

He turned his head and said, "Your son is only twelve years old, right? This is done. Let them get married. Your son is very clever in his studies. He shouldn't be buried in this dark wasteland."

Zheng Fafa smiled and said, "Hey, didn't that make your daughter eat tender grass?"

"Go away, I still think your son is as ugly and black as you."

"Hahaha, that's it."

Zheng Fafa also rolled from the ground.

He is not as burly and sturdy as Zhang Jiankun, nor does he have the strength during the resuscitation period ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He is the most common, ordinary and honest man in the wasteland.

He has a pair of eyes, bright like a deep pool under the night sky, not muddy by this **** life.

...

In the market town.

A restaurant, a table in a secluded corner.

Fully armed Zheng Fa-fa walked in vigorously.

He saw two women and one man in the corner.

The two women were wearing masks and couldn't see their faces, but they could be seen from the eyebrows as extremely beautiful people, and they could be seen with extremely hot bodies under the cover of their broad robe.

The young man's appearance was even more stunning, and women had already quietly cast shy or ambiguous eyes at him.

Zheng Fufa suddenly walked over, the shrewdness on his face disappeared, and he opened an honest face that was both simple and greedy: "Sir, the guide you want, I've found it for you!"