zombie log

Bei Xinmiao went back to the cabin.

The wooden house no longer exists, only the remains of a violent fire.

More than just scraps.The flame devoured all the living things nearby, as if imprinting a deep black circular mark on the mountainside of Yushan.But the fire was still stopped in time, but it burned down the wooden house and the trees within a radius of two meters around it.

Bei Xinmiao stepped on the ashes and stood at the original position of the wooden house.Everything was burned, everything that belonged to that person, disappeared along with the cabin.How like the way that person chose to kill himself.

But that person, since he has persisted for so many years, why did he give up?

After some effort, Bei Xinmiao finally found the entrance to the tunnel under the wooden house. The carpet and wooden door that had blocked the entrance of the tunnel were all burned away.

He walked through the tunnel from the ashes, and walked to the unique cave in the innermost place covered in gray. The ashes were still lying on the stone bed, and the sunlight passed through the two round holes, day after day. Burning over and over again.

Is this the most thorough way to die?To ashes, over and over again.Eliminate all possibility of birth.Turned into such ashes, can you really feel nothing?

Why so no nostalgia for life?

I should have cried bitterly, but I didn't.Bei Xinmiao's body seemed to have no strength, and she slumped down along the rough cave wall beside the stone bed and sat on the ground.The smell of sulfur filled the space and gave him a sense of security.An inexplicable sense of security, like finding a home.He didn't want to think about anything, just huddled here and waited.Occasionally he would be afraid, thinking that he would also jump onto this stone bed, and let the flames burn him to ashes over and over again.Will he then be able to see real death?get serenity.

No, he no longer believed in peace.

He's so lonely, that's why he loves those people irrationally.His heart just wants a place to land, but no one in the world can make him land.Perhaps this is the true face of life.

I don't know how long it has passed, but I seem to have fallen asleep.Could it be in a dream?Yet it looked so real.A dog stood silently at the entrance of the cave. Its yellow and white figure resembled Abao when he was younger. It looked at him and remained motionless.

Bei Xinmiao thought she was dazzled. For a while, time was like a movie camera reversed. Her father led the three siblings and ran on the grass in the suburbs.Ah Bao, who was still a puppy, naughtily bit his heel behind him.That had been the happiest time in his memory.The complete happiness he had ever had.Surround yourself with the people you love in your life.

The dog moved, moved its legs forward a little, cautiously, and let out a whimper.Bei Xinmiao woke up suddenly, the dog barking that he had been hearing all the time - the sound that led him to finally find this place, that's it!

He looked at the dog for an answer.It is very similar to Leopard, of course it cannot be Leopard, with a white round nose, like a teddy bear.Bei Xinmiao waved her hand and whistled softly to let her approach.

The dog hesitated, but finally came slowly to him.Then the most amazing thing happened, at the mouth of the cave, another dog's head appeared...

This was something that Bei Xinmiao could never have imagined,

The burning and explosion not only destroyed everything in and out of the cave, but also set the dogs free.There were as many as three of them. After some searching, Bei Xinmiao quickly found out the reason. They were all locked in another closed hole under the wooden house.The explosion loosened the stone slabs at the entrance of the cave that blocked the outside world.They probably took some time to push down the stone slab, and just ran out.

These dogs are smart, well-trained, and their senses are extremely sensitive. From the very beginning, they seem to be no strangers to Bei Xinmiao.Not only is he not unfamiliar, but he is also somewhat intimate with him, sniffing around him non-stop-this is the way a dog looks for answers.When they choose to trust him, they try to be friendly and ingratiating.This is not surprising.If their owner had been that person, they would more or less find a similar feeling in Bei Xinmiao.

Bei Xinmiao was also observing them carefully.He can't get rid of the idea that they are the offspring of Ah Bao.They are young enough.They are the successors of Ah Bao, the hope.

an impulse.Bei Xinmiao took these dogs to the ground and ran with them in the woods, watching their vigorous figures leap over rocks and bushes.Play with them those games that increase tacit understanding that they once played with the young Leopard.

He easily let the dogs take him for master.

But Bei Xinmiao didn't know if she was also the heir.

Should these dogs be taken to fulfill the obsession of a person who once existed in this forest.But why did that person give up?

Whether to inherit.And how to know that person's last thoughts.

Why did you choose to completely disappear from this world at this time, and not let him see even one side.

Doubts, like clouds that hang over the sky and never want to dissipate, weigh heavily on Bei Xinmiao's heart.The pain, because it was too heavy, made him lose his feeling again.Only numb thinking remained.

And he no longer believed in the results of his own thinking.He never made things better.His sadness changed his world, and his sadness slowly devoured and destroyed everyone who loved him and everyone he loved like a virus.

Before night fell, he locked the dogs back in the secret cave under the cabin.Close the slate.He still doesn't want these dogs to be free, and he doesn't want them to play the role that Ah Bao once played.He needs time to think about it.

……

When going down the mountain, he saw the yellow hair.

Huangmao stood at the intersection of Bijing going down the mountain.Still wearing the yellow soft leather jacket.As dazzling as the color of his hair.

Bei Xinmiao stopped in the distance.Looking at that figure.He opened his mouth, but remembered that he didn't even know Huang Mao's name.

Yellow-haired turned to him.The wind blew away his messy yellow hair, making his face faintly visible.With blue-black skin, the eyes were empty and wide open, looking at Bei Xinmiao expressionlessly.

Bei Xinmiao's heart beat violently.Then it's like it stopped.Death took away the handsomeness that Huangmao once had, and he was just a dead body.

"Should I congratulate you for getting your wish?" Bei Xinmiao's words reached his throat and he swallowed them again.

Huangmao spoke first.The voice was like a rusty old clock, low and hoarse: "I'm rotting..."

Bei Xinmiao nodded stiffly, and said, "This is... normal. You have to do something yourself." He still remembered that Huang Mao wanted to become them to get rid of something, it seemed to be to get rid of physical pain.Now he must already know that there are more troublesome things than illness.

"But I'm much more comfortable." Huangmao let out a sigh of relief. He still maintained the expressive way of speaking in his lifetime, but he didn't know how scary it made his face look. "Finally, I don't have to be in pain every day. I don't have to worry about when I'm going to die every day. I don't have to worry about how the terminal illness will torture me. I can no longer die, and I don't feel pain. In another sense, I live invincibly... ’ he opened the conversation, as if intending to go on endlessly.

"Are you waiting for me here?" Bei Xinmiao interrupted him.

Huang Mao nodded and said with a smile: "I want to find someone to talk about these feelings. These are a bit scary feelings, here... no one talks."

Bei Xinmiao expressed understanding.But he didn't tell him that the loneliness that no one understands is just the beginning, and there is no way to eliminate it. "This is just the beginning." He said like a puppet, walked past Huang Mao without hesitation, and continued his way down the mountain.He doesn't want to be his listener.

Huang Mao said behind him: "Don't you want to know what I... did for you?"

Bei Xinmiao stopped.He knew that the yellow hair was referring to the ridiculous resurrection ceremony.Chi Yang forced them to do things together like a pervert.

Huangmao let out a burst of laughter, and then said in a voice that sounded like a ghost in the middle of the night: "I know you won't forget. Anyway, I won't forget if I kill you. But, you don't know everything, you don't know everything." It’s just those absurd so-called entertainment things on the surface. We don’t do things just for that reason-because the excitement of doing that kind of thing will bring you back to life. In fact, Chi Yang wants the two serums to have a chance Contact. As you probably already know, not everyone can become us, some people will be killed directly, and there is a kind of people who can't become us at all, but these two kinds of people are very rare. Especially the latter , They will not be affected by that kind of medicine, as if they have the ability to resist. I used to be... In the eyes of Chi Yang, this is the kind of person. He finally found the one after thousands of choices. He greedily and non-stop Obtaining my serum, I know his purpose, he wants to be resurrected..."

Bei Xinmiao slowly turned her head to look at Huang Mao.Look at the opening and closing of that rigid mouth.There was a wry smile on the yellow-haired, blue-black face. This expression would have been very touching when he was alive, but now it looks extremely weird. "But I didn't make him achieve his goal. I'm not the person he thought I was. I've been suffering from that kind of medicine. The medicine is like a terrible virus in my body. I can't really get rid of it completely. Influence. I don’t have that ability, I can’t bring him back to life, and I can’t bring you back to life. However, I was surprised to find that you were really resurrected? I don’t believe it’s my effect. Did he find a new one? Man, a man who really has complete resistance?"

The wind, like a huge broom, swept across them, and the scene in front of Bei Xinmiao turned black and white.

Xiao Zhengnan.

Bei Xinmiao fully understood Chi Yang's purpose.

But Bei Xinmiao has no intention of explaining to these crazy people, and there is no real resurrection.

……

In the floating palace, countless candles are burning, and the ancient candlestick standing by the wall looks like a thousand-leaf tree.

Bei Xinmiao's understanding of why this person never intends to replace his room with human lamps is that Xifu is still continuing the habit of his life.

Tonight, Xifu was wearing a golden cloak and sitting on a soft couch. Against the backdrop of thousands of candle lights, he looked even more like a king who was as beautiful as heaven and man.

Seeing Bei Xinmiao appear, he looked away from the book he was reading and smiled.Pointing to the other soft seat in front of him, let Bei Xinmiao sit on it, while waving her long sleeves, her long nails were shining brightly.

Bei Xinmiao walked over and sat down slowly. He looked at Xifu's jade-like face.Thinking about how this person is so perfect and kind, why can't he replace those positions in his heart.

After a long silence, he said, "please tell me about Chi Yang."