The village road is no longer aware of where it is. I step on thin snowflakes with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The first thing I remember is not a beautiful childhood, but a nightmare. The background of the nightmare that I remember most when I was a child was on the way back to the village, and that nightmare is still memorable.

On the night when you can't see your fingers, some non-human paths in the forest with blood-red eyes turned into dark red. Critical monsters attacked in groups, fleeing in panic, frightened and helpless. The whole world seemed to be occupied by monsters, and it was enemies everywhere.

Running aimlessly, dodging, with tears of helplessness and horror, extreme depression, and dare not make any noise, for fear of being heard by monsters. However, no matter how you run, monsters will always appear. When they are about to be caught, their father suddenly appears in front of him and flees from the terrifying hunting ground with him.

The terrifying memories surged, like seedlings breaking through the bloody trap, bringing more memories, and many things returned to their minds. Chu Xiang discovered that he even clearly remembered that after waking up that nightmare, his grandmother hugged him until dawn, and later his mother sewed the clothes of his deceased grandfather as patches into every piece of his clothes.

It is a custom in the countryside that if children have nightmares at night, they will put on the clothes of their deceased elders at home, so that they can prevent their children from having nightmares. Every household in the village will leave some clothes of their deceased elders.

Recalling this nightmare, Chu Xiang discovered that the nightmare that was the subconscious reaction to reality. When he was a child, his parents went out to make a living, his sister was already in junior high school and lived in school, and the two brothers could only live in the village with their grandmother. The parents only came back once a long time ago. This nightmare was just his miss for his parents, hoping that his father would be by his side and not let him be bullied.

The familiar yard appeared in front of me. The three tiled houses that once lived with my grandmother had completely collapsed. The wedding bed in the room when my parents got married was gone. When I was very young, the three siblings grew up sleeping with my grandmother on this big bed.

Snowflakes fell down one after another, and the yard was covered with snowflakes, which was covered with snow, as if a holy paradise made Chu Xiang not want to step on and defile. When he was in elementary school, this yard was the gathering point for children in the village, where they played glass beads, jumped ropes, did their homework together, and fought together. Although they were poor, they were very happy.

When I was a little older, my sister lived in junior high school, and the two brothers lived with my grandmother. My grandmother raised three hens, and the hen lays eggs every day. Every morning, my grandmother took two eggs, frying, boiling or steaming. Sometimes there was no vegetables. These two unfinished eggs were the dishes for the two brothers’ lunches. Two eggs and three of them ate two meals. This is so unimaginable to Chu Xiang now.

Walk south along the route I remembered. This is the road to elementary school. It is covered with ice and snow, and the path is difficult to identify. Chu Xiang remembers that there is a deep ditch on the road. The elders in the village said it was a trench dug by the Japanese devils. Under the erosion of the flowing water, the bottom became very wide, at least ten meters deep. Every time I go to school, I have to jump over it.

The trench is still the same as before, half of which has been frozen by ice and snow. The places that jumped before have become wider, so wide that adults can only jump over. After passing the trench, it is a mass grave in the woods. At that time, adults with mental disorders often appear on the road, and sometimes they will catch up with children who are going to school, especially at night. When they come back from evening study, when they meet those people, everyone will be frightened and run wildly. The most terrifying thing is that sometimes there are coffins parked in the woods. The dazzling bright red makes everyone very scared, and they can only use their feet to run wildly to reduce the fear in their hearts.

After glanced at the mass grave, of course there was no bright red coffin parked, Chu Xiang couldn't help but smile. These things that could scare you when you were a child now seem so unremarkable.

If fear makes people want to be strong, this may be part of the reason for me today.

These are not Chu Xiang’s most profound memories. The most profound memory of the whole elementary school is being beaten. This road to school has to pass through the next village. The children in the next village are nightmares for children from several nearby villages. If you use a more exaggerated word, it can probably be said to be a complete evil. Almost all students in the entire elementary school have been beaten by people from this village, and the parents of the children who beat people are proud of it. The teachers in the school dare not speak out or care. As a result, there was a large-scale confrontation between two villages. The earth-cum guns and cannons were placed in the football field outside the school, and they almost started fighting, which scared the children in other villages to leave school after school.

Thinking of this, Chu Xiang scanned the broken eaves and walls around him to look for traces of people. Such people must be eradicated.

The primary school once disappeared from the repeated erosion of the sea water, leaving only some unwilling walls left. The teachers probably disappeared from the sea water. The math teacher who hit his palm for more than ten times because he scored 98 points but didn't have a full score. He didn't know what happened in the end. The little girl who was beaten by himself didn't know what happened. When Chu Xiang thought of being beaten by the little girl's father, he felt very angry. It was his first time to hit a woman, and it was the only time he has so far.

The middle school where Chu Xiang is less than two kilometers northeast of the primary school is the middle school where Chu Xiang is. After entering junior high school, Chu Xiang can be said to be like a fish in water. The village next door is basically not in junior high school. Those people either cause trouble or steal, and many of them have started taking drugs and robbery. Ninety percent of the dozen nearby murder cases were their work. I heard that several of them were shot and killed by police.

After being beaten in elementary school, Chu Xiang realized that he had to have a strong body and began to work hard. While leading the grades, Chu Xiang was still the main force of the school football team and a member of the school’s table tennis team since the second year of junior high school.

The teaching buildings in junior high schools are still standing strongly. This is probably the common feature of architecture in the 1990s. Even the surging sea water cannot take away their backbone.

I walked up to the classroom on the stairs covered with ice crystals. There was only a piece of rotten wood left in the locked door. The scene in my memory of being pulled up from my sleep and going to the blackboard to answer on the blackboard is still vivid in my memory.

Chu Xiang likes to sleep in class and play football every morning when he wakes up. Of course, he is tired and sleepy during class. He likes to play and not take a nap at noon, and only makes up for his sleep in the afternoon. When it comes to evening self-study, he becomes energetic. All his studies are done by evening self-study.

Standing in the corridor, a girl suddenly appeared in Chu Xiang's mind. The class monitor, the gentle and beautiful girl, Chu Xiang smiled. Many years later, Chu Xiang realized that the chance encounter in the corridor was not a chance encounter, but a willing waiting. It turned out that the best girl in the class was actually the admirer of the sleeping god. If the female classmate had not revealed it at the party later, she would not have realized it.

The girl's expression of walking away quietly disappeared into her memory, but the class teacher's scolding seemed to be echoing in the classroom. Since then, she seems to have become the target of all the teachers. She was tricked by the math teacher with a clever question and scolded her for half a class. She still feels a little laughing when she thinks about it.

The best time is probably in junior high school. There are things I like and people who like me, but I was too ignorant at that time and I couldn’t keep everything in my heart.

The most impressive thing was probably a group of teachers in the school who had their wrists broken and dislocated. I heard that the elderly vice principal came to the door with trepidation. The vice principal's kind smile was so warm that he could not forget the ease of being rejuvenated by the wonderful hands.

The principal is a thin old man and has retired. I heard that the chairman went to his house to invite him to serve as the principal. Almost every night and in the morning, Chu Xiang could see the principal patrolling. Sometimes the cold wind whistled and the quilt was cold, so the principal still appeared on time and whispered to the students who were huddled in the quilt and reading with the light on it.

The most special thing in the school is three physical education teachers. They inspect the school every day. One is tall and handsome, wearing leather shoes and suits every day. I heard that many female teachers like him and are famous handsome guys. One has a well-proportioned figure and always has a fascinating smile on the corners of his mouth. He can dunk at will at will with a 1.75-meter-long figure, and a fallen leaf ball is even more amazing. I heard that all the football and basketballs can rank in the city. I often say that you guys can practice halfway through me.

The most special thing is another physical education teacher. He is a little fat and has a hot temper. He heard that he often fights with young and dandy outside, but he never beats students when he was in school. In order to protect the students from being bullied by the bad guys, he bought dozens of steel pipes and came back. He often summoned senior students to practice fighting. When he found that young and dandy were causing trouble, he shouted, and everyone immediately flocked to the steel pipes, which made Chu Xiang envious at that time.

Thinking of various teachers, Chu Xiang suddenly felt a smile. Almost every teacher in the school had some special places. The geography teacher was an old man in his sixties. He got up at six o'clock every day to run and exercise. The storm was still unchanged. His muscles were comparable to the current fitness coach. He was so patient that he was perverted. Sometimes when the lights were almost turned off, he came to the dormitory to teach questions with books. The math teacher had a hot temper and often scolded Chu Xiang so hard that he turned around but carefully explained the problem to Chu Xiang. The chemistry teacher left immediately as soon as the bell rang and never delayed the class. In her words, it was not delayed students' play during class.

Every teacher was completely different, but he cared about his students. At that time, the teachers were real teachers, not only teachers with teaching tasks. Whether it was the principal or teachers of various subjects, they cared about students. Whether it was study or life, they were all dedicated and responsible, and were determined to guide students to the right path. They were very cute, purely responsible, and only hoped that students would become successful.

However, this kind of teacher has never been encountered again after entering high school. This may be a reason for the failure of Chinese education.

With the most beautiful memory of the student days, Chu Xiang suddenly felt that he could express his respect. After all, there were probably not many left here.

Jumped off the building, pulled out the sheath, Chu Xiang wrote a poem on the wall:

When I came to see the ancient Jianghai,

I visited my door all over the place.

To the Taoist, I wrote about the world of the world,

One sword, one sword, one Kunlun.

Your former guardian will be the driving force for me to move forward. I will work hard to be a purely good student who is not against your will from now on. Standing at the school gate, Chu Xiang bowed.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the snowflakes are flying. The temperature in June is like the human favor of this apocalypse. It is cold and cold to the bone. At this time, Chu Xiang's heart is as warm as spring.

Chu Xiang turned around and left, and he had found his true heart. This was destined to be a lonely road.

The barren countryside, the plants and trees are gone, and the stubborn and unwilling to bow their heads are still fighting against the sky. There is no sign of living creatures on the white land. This is Zhenhai, the once prosperous and prosperous harbor city.

Suddenly, the war destroyed this city with a population of more than 8 million. Two nuclear bombs of 800,000 tons exploded above the city's head, destroying everything from the fleet in the harbor and the largest military airport in the south. At the same time, it also destroyed the city and exterminated the human race.

Two years of tides have passed, and the sadness of the city cannot be washed away. Although the sea water has taken away the radiation of most extinct creatures, it is still difficult to survive and rarely visited. After all, it is only more than 30 kilometers away from the center of the explosion. The radiation value is still around five or six Brongen per hour, and even wild animals will not get close to it.

Wild beasts will not come because wild beasts are only for survival, but humans are not wild animals. People have their homes and concerns, and humans are not wild animals.

The north wind is like a knife, and the cold is biting. Stepping on the rising snowflakes, Chu Xiang is heading north. After a hundred miles, there are traces of wild beasts. The beasts with strong radiation resistance have already dared to come here, but most of these wild beasts are rough and not delicious. People with poor physique will be harmed by radiation after eating them. At the mildest, they will be seriously ill, and at the worst, they will die of ulceration.

The beasts along the way felt the fierce aura of Chu Xiang and retreated one after another. These beasts were much smarter than humans. They immediately retreated when they encountered powerful creatures. Unlike humans, there were always people who were always chariots with a mantis arm.

Continue to go north, the number of beasts migrating south to avoid the cold has increased sharply, and beasts can be seen everywhere. The extreme cold weather in the north has forced most beasts to go south to spend the winter, and the same is true for humans, and most humans also have to migrate south. Although the power of the beasts mutated by radiation has increased greatly, it is still difficult to compete with humans holding guns and cannons. If humans want to survive, eat, and beasts must survive. They have to avoid humans, and they can only enter the high-radiation zone that humans dare not enter.

The weak beasts have poor radiation resistance and can only be close to the human world and survive in a vulgar way. Most of the flesh of these beasts is fresh and tender, which destined to have a miserable fate.

"I don't think my luck is very good today." Chu Xiang sighed lightly.

A mutant creature with four limbs and scales was wrapped in all over his body. When he stood up, he was a mutant creature with a tall neck and was held up by Chu Xiang. He didn't dare to move. There was a look of praying in his eyes. When he looked closely, it turned out to be a mutant dog.

"You are lucky." Chu Xiang said, leaving the mutant dog behind.

The tall and strong mutant dog did not escape, and carefully shook its tail to rub against Chu Xiang's feet.

"A good dog won't block the way." Chu Xiang's expression turned cold, he kicked the dog with a flattering kick, and the mutant dog ran away with his tail wagging.

Chu Xiang did not eat dogs, and the Chu clan instructed him: Do not eat dogs, and do not operate livelihoods related to dogs.

After walking for a while, I saw carnivores such as wolfdogs. Most of these carnivores have more mutants and their meat is rough, which is not as delicious as the meat of herbivores. The huge changes have led to the almost extinction of herbivore poultry animals. Those who survived have basically become food for carnivores, and they are rarely seen.

After walking for a long time, Chu Xiang finally saw a suitable thing - a mutant mouse. These mice are not ordinary mice. Their size is almost as big as ordinary domestic dogs, weighing at least twenty or thirty kilograms. The flesh of these mutant mice is very delicious, but these alert things are very difficult to catch. They run like a scramble, and they can also walk through the snow. Most people can't do anything to them.

The big mouse gently approached the snow looking for food. Within ten meters, the vigilant big mouse discovered Chu Xiang's existence and immediately drilled into the snow. Chu Xiang jumped up, drew his sword and threw it. The long knife cut through the flying snow all over the sky, nailing it to the end of a raised snow line.

The vigilant big mouse failed to save his life, and was nailed to the ground by Chu Xiang's long sword. The big guy with strong vitality was still not dead. He struggled to thrust in the snow for a long time before he died. Wiping away the blood on the knife, Chu Xiang looked down and walked east with the rat's tail.

There is a small hill ahead, and there is fireworks on the hill. When you walk in, you will find it bare, nothing, only a piece of snow-covered land.

There were fireworks, of course it was impossible for no one to go to the other side of the mountain bag. A two-meter-high and two-width door appeared in front of him. The steel door seemed to be embedded on the mountain wall. There was a button next to the door. The button could not stand the wind and snow and had frozen. Chu Xiang punched it down, and the button shrank in, and the ice and snow on it broke into powder.

After a while, the steel door was knocked open, and slammed through Chu Xiang and hit the mountainside on both sides. A fierce-looking strong man with a buzzhead stood opposite Chu Xiang. The strong man was wearing a black down jacket and a military-like thing was inserted into his leather boots. His waist was slightly bulging, and he didn't know if it was a gun or something.

Chu Xiang nodded slightly, walked into the cave, and pulled up the thick steel door. The strong man glanced at Chu Xiang and returned to the counter.

This is a cave of two hundred square meters. There is a bar on the right, with more than a dozen small tables placed. Next to it is an area similar to a kitchen. At the end of the left, there are about a dozen small beds that can just lie down alone. Under the dim light, more than a dozen people are sitting around the stove. Several men who can't see clearly are drinking with stick-scissors, and several people on the bed are sleeping heavily. There are more than twenty people staying in this small wolf cave, and maybe more than twenty people may be left.

The wolf cave is not the wolf's nest, but the hunter's nest, which means that the hunter is like a vicious wolf. This kind of nest is indeed similar to the wolf cave, and may be more cruel than the real wolf cave. There are many places such large and small nests, and there are many areas that are not close to Wucheng and not close to the radiation area.

The reason for the existence of the wolf cave is very simple. There are too many people in Wucheng and there is very little food. All the creatures around are eaten up. People who cannot eat enough have to hunt farther away. The wolf cave is located in a remote area with a lot of prey, providing hunters with a place to rest and settle down.

People who dare to hunt in remote places will naturally not be ordinary people. After all, it is not easy to come here from Wucheng. Without certain strength, they will be eaten by wild animals on the way. Moreover, the wolf den is not a peaceful place, so it is not uncommon for people to eat people. There are even many cases where the owner of the wolf den is eaten.

Seeing a newcomer coming in, more than a dozen men all looked at Chu Xiang. These guys had no intention of scruples, their eyes were fierce and they were ready to move. I wonder if they were considering whether to kill Chu Xiang on the spot and have a full meal.

Chu Xiang has seen a lot of this situation. If people don’t offend me, I won’t offend others. If those people dare to take action, Chu Xiang doesn’t mind having more lives on his hands.

"Boss, I'll bake it for me." Chu Xiang threw the frozen big rat on the ground, and said to the vicious wolf den owner.

"The cost is half." The wolf master said expressionlessly.

Chu Xiang nodded.

Perhaps because Chu Xiang was so cheerful and unfair, the ferocious wolf master poured a cup of hot water for Chu Xiang.

"Thank you!" Chu Xiang raised his glass slightly.

"White Ghost, I want that half." A man who was drinking stood up and shouted.

"One or two silver." The wolf owner said without looking back.

"Tell it in the account first." said the man who stood up.

"You know I never keep accounts here." The cave owner Bai Gui said coldly.

The man who stood up was probably a little embarrassed by the cave owner. He slapped the table and all the things on the table jumped up and shouted, "White Ghost, don't be shameless."

The cave owner Bai Gui ignored this sentence and dealt with wild game on his own. Without some strength, how dare he be the lord of the wolf cave and deal with these vicious guys.

The man who stood up stared at the cave owner Bai Gui angrily, looking like he wanted to eat people. Seeing that his companions could not get off the stage, the three of them hurriedly persuaded him to find a stairs to get off the stage. After a while, the man who stood up sat down angrily, but his eyes were staring at Chu Xiang.

The white ghost's hands and feet were very neat, and soon the smell came out of the oven. A few sleeping guys woke up when they smelled the fragrance. A dozen bored people by the stove looked at Chu Xiang from time to time, whispering to each other, whispering, and whispering. Someone's stomach was gulping, and the atmosphere in the cave became weird.

"White Ghost, what's so delicious to roast?" asked a man who woke up.

"mouse."

"Wow, rat meat, there is such a good thing, is there anything else?" The man jumped up from the quilt.

"Half still." Bai Gui replied.

"I want it for how much," said the man who jumped up.

"One tael of silver."

"Okay." The man who jumped up looked for a table to sit down, and said, "Give another two kilograms of rice wine."
To be continued...