The strongest mortician

"Dad, I'm hungry."

……

Shen Shen's eyes are strange, he seems to have met a mentally handicapped child who was struck dumb by lightning.

"Little friend, how old are you?"

"Xiaobai is ten years old." The thin-lipped voice was hoarse, with a cold handsome face.The tone is very proud and the content is very rich.

"I'm not your father, I'm Shen Shen, the mortician, does the mortician know?"

The giant child's face is expressionless.

Shen Shen helplessly stretched out his finger and pointed at the other party, word by word: "Xiaobai."

Pointing at himself again.

"Shen Shen."

"father."

"It's not dad, it's Shen Shen."

"deeply."

The corner of the mouth twitched slightly, the preschool education was temporarily successful?

The strange desert is boundless, without a trace of sound, without traces of life.Strangely, a gust of breeze began to blow.With a starting point of fine and dense sand.

coming!

Shen Shen threw out the mortuary box behind his back to block in front of him, protecting the giant child Xiaobai behind him, his vision became more and more blurred as the yellow sand obstructed him.His waist suddenly tightened.

Powerful arms stretched out behind him, holding him tightly in his arms.The hair behind the person is flying, occasionally brushing the tip of the nose, with the smell of fresh antiseptic oil.

Shen Shen turned his head, just in time to meet a pair of eyes as deep as cold pools, with a masculine temperament as pine as snow.

They looked at each other quietly for two seconds.

"Scared."

"what?"

The waist was swept back.Shen Shen's foot became unsteady, and his whole body crashed into a warm chest.The side of the neck itched slightly, and a hairy head rubbed against the white porcelain neck.

"Deep, scary."

???

The wind dies.Vision began to clear. "Boom—boom—" heavy footsteps, accompanied by the harsh "click" sound of metal rubbing against each other.

"Boom-thump-"

"Come... who..."

"The person who came... Who is it!"

The silver armor was rusted, the red military uniform was torn, the red tassels on the helmet were withered, and the military boots under his feet were already worn out.It's like walking through a long river of history.

Shen Shen pushed away the person behind him, his pupils shrank slightly.The general's armor with the word "Yi" printed on it, the handsome young general.

There is no breath of life.This is a person who has long since disappeared in the wind and sand.

"You... are also from Yicheng?" The young general's voice was hoarse, and he looked at Shen Shen, who was still wearing the uniform uniform issued when he first arrived in Yicheng.

"Shen Shen, the mortician in Xiayi City, and his younger brother are not quite lost in the desert. Passing here, disturbed the general, it is Shen Shen." Clasping fists and saluting.

"The mortician..." The hostility in the young general's eyes faded a lot when he saw the deep clothes and the mortuary box, and there was a little soft light, as if he was whispering: "Speaking of which, a friend of mine is also What about the undertaker. I don’t know what happened to him.”

"No problem," the young general shook his head lightly, "this time when the soldiers attacked the city, they pretended to be defeated and left. I led the army in pursuit, but unexpectedly fell into the enemy's trap."

"Soldiers, the whole army... is wiped out" the voice choked up.

"No... No, someone colluded with the Rong people! Closed the gate of our Yicheng and cut off our supplies." The young general's eyes were red, and he grasped Shen Shen's hand, "What's going on in the city now? I I'm really worried..."

Rong people?

The nomadic race that attacked Yicheng 300 years ago.At that time, the mortal dynasty had internal and external troubles, and the foreign relatives were monopolizing power. The prime minister colluded with the leader of the Rong people, which led to the collapse of Yicheng. After that, several consecutive cities fell one after another.

When he was in Yicheng, Xiao Tan once sighed and talked about this period of history.Later, the next monarch worked hard to bring order out of chaos.Reclaimed lost territory.Destroyed the Rong people.

These are all old things that happened 300 years ago.

Shen Shen was silent, not knowing how to answer.Gently stroking the corpse worm resting behind his ear, he found this little guy in the dilapidated mansion of the old city lord of Yicheng.No wonder... the undertaker and the young general are very good friends.

He thought of the lazy soldiers in Yicheng again, and Xiao Tan's words sounded in his ears.

"300 years ago, the general fled and Yicheng was broken."