Chapter 123 White Fog 2

(Lazy score chapter, and then write a large chapter of ten thousand words. I hope everyone can read it happily.)

Because she insists on sexual (harmonious) behavior before marriage, her palms are getting rougher, her throat is getting more and more hoarse, her cleavage is getting wider and wider, and even the speed of stool is getting faster and faster... - Zhang Deshuai's version of the micro novel

Sun, August 07, 2011

There are always things in the world that we can't change, such as lovers who no longer love you, such as breaking oil prices.

When I looked back, I found that the white fog was chasing us at a very fast speed. The white fog is greedily swallowing all the places it passes through.

I breathlessly urged Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu: "Run!"

I know that with my physical strength that I haven't recovered yet, I will only become a drag bottle for them. So, when I urged them to run quickly, my body stopped.

At this time, a strange idea suddenly came to my mind: maybe the white fog swallowed me and would not chase us again.

As soon as this strange idea came out of my heart, it immediately spread and could no longer be suppressed. Stopping the running footsteps, I quietly turned around.

At this time, Jiang Yingyu, who was desperately running away, found that there were no footsteps behind her, and then saw me resolutely turn my body around. She also stopped running away, and even Miao Ruyun stopped.

Jiang Yingyu and Miao Ruyun looked at me quietly not far behind me, confused. They certainly can't imagine what I'm thinking at this time.

I turned my head, looked at them, and nodded to them.

At this point, Jiang Yingyu understood what I was thinking. She shouted at me, "Handsome, don't!"

Although I heard Jiang Yingyu's obvious crying dissuasion, I understand that even if I run harder now, I can't escape the rolling white fog. Therefore, I was not moved by Jiang Yingyu's dissuasion, but quietly waited for the white fog.

Because, I'm a fucking man! A man's sadness is to stand up his chest at critical times, although his chest is not wide many times.

Now I can only bravely stand up my chest in front of the white fog. Although I know that my heart is full of fear of this white fog, full of fear caused by ignorance, although my legs and stomach tremble slightly because of running for a long time, and although there are many inexplicable things in my heart, at this time, I can only try to straighten my chest and stand more. Straighten up to maintain the dignity of my last man.

The white fog did not slow down its progress because of my man's dignity. On the contrary, it accelerated and attacked me...

Soon, the white fog stopped in front of me. When it stops in front of me, I have more opportunities to see this guy well.

At this time, the white fog has become white. Even in such a close situation, I can't see what's in it clearly. Only the cheese-like white is rolling restlessly inside. Other than that, I didn't see anything.

Behind it, there was still Jiang Yingyu's dissuasion, and I ignored it. I want to say a few big words, just like "my party fee is hidden at the foot of the bed" or "20 years old is still a good man".

However, the white fog did not have a better chance to say these words.

In the white fog, the milky white fog rolled violently in it and twisted restlessly. Two clouds of fog suddenly gushed out from the left and right sides and closed behind me, trapping me like two arms.

Then, a dragon-like fog emerged from the white fog. It was lifted high and smashed down suddenly, scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, Jiang Yingyu's shout came: "Handsome..." Obviously, the voice behind was smashed by the broken sound of the dragon's white fog.

At this time, I was swallowed up by the white fog.

The dragon-like fog smashed down heavily and smashed me into seven meat and eight elements. When I easily reacted, it was already wrapped in fog.

The fog is very thick and thick. Not to mention what I saw, even if I straightened my hand, I could not see the open fingers. Only the wet fog wet my clothes and then pressed them tightly to my body, which made me very uncomfortable.

I took out my mobile phone, which clearly showed that there was no signal at 035 in the middle of the night. I should have thought that if there was a signal on the mobile phone, Uncle and Mr. Cao would definitely call us. Thinking of this, I can't help scolding stupidly.

I was helpless, first stood in the fog for a while, and then I comforted myself: "In this way, I hope the white fog will stop!"

I hope that the white fog has not swallowed Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu. In this case, at least they will find a way outside. The only remaining question is how to save myself.

I'm not worried about Uncle Yuan Ji and Old Cao. Now I'm most worried about myself. This white fog came strangely and certainly did not form naturally. It is July of the lunar calendar, and Beiqiu City will not form such a thick white fog at all. The most likely thing is that a mysterious force is controlling it. Uncle and Mr. Cao both have spells, and I'm still a little relieved about their ability to protect themselves. On the contrary, I don't know how to do it except sometimes brush my mouth.

I calmly analyzed and analyzed the current situation. Now I am alone in this white fog, and I guess I can't get out alone. At present, the most important thing is how to find Uncle Yu in this fog. With him, many things will be much easier to do.

Looking up, it was full of white. It seems that the world is no longer black, only this white.

Look down again, and your feet are also white. This whiteness covers the ground so tightly that even the green grass can no longer be seen.

After the exercise of Uncle Yuanshi just now, although I am just a person, I have not revealed a trace of panic. At this point, I have improved much more than before.

Anyway, just standing here in a daze can't play any role, so the current first task is to find Uncle Yuanshi and Old Cao as soon as possible. Then, let's figure it out together.

I made up my mind, so I closed my eyes first. Carefully recall the scene just now, so that you can distinguish the direction by your remaining feelings. In this white environment, the eyes are the most unreliable thing.

Finally, I think the direction is the direction that Uncle and the others were swallowed up by the white fog. Then, walk forward in this direction.

Fortunately, the soil on the ground is very soft. Therefore, every time I walk a distance, I carefully make a symbol on the ground - kick around on the ground and make a triangle symbol. In this way, even if I don't find anything, I can return to the original place according to this symbol.

Because I firmly believe that if Miao Ruyun and Jiang Yingyu are not swallowed up by the white fog, they will definitely find a way to save us now.

In this way, I carefully groped forward in this white fog. Walk slowly and carefully.

But in front, it will always be a white area that I can't see through. This white is so thick that I feel in a trance that I am not walking in the fog, but exploring in a ball of jelly.

That's it, after I feel that time has passed for a long time. However, he didn't find any trace of Uncle Yuan's death, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Just as I was depressed, I saw that the fog in front of me faded a little. Another glimmer of joy rose in my heart.

"Hey! Grandson!"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind.

shocked me and jumped forward with the instinctive push. After I landed smoothly, I turned around and saw a child crawling on the ground and looking up at me. He also giggled at my excessive reaction just now.

When the fog in front of me faded, I couldn't see it clearly. It turns out that this child is the water-shaped child I just saw on the ground.

After he saw me calm down, he said to me, "Hey, grandson!"

Seeing the child in the fog, the depression just now calmed down a lot. I don't care about the discomfort caused by his name, but ask him, "Why are you here?"

Now, the fog between me and the child is lighter and almost invisible. However, the fog in other places is still unusually thick, like a barrier separating me from the outside world.

After a burst of laughter, the child raised his head and stared straight at me and replied, "Grandson, I can only let you stay here, can't I be here?"

His fangs made me speech. I opened my mouth and asked him again, "Are you a rescuer sent by the monkey?"

My question has not been answered by children. He didn't say anything on the ground, but rowed the water himself.

Seeing that he did not respond, I bent down and asked him, "Are you a rescuer sent by the monkey?"

This time, the child rolled randomly on the ground. Although he rolled, the grass on the ground did not mean to be convinced at all.

When he finished rolling, he stretched out his finger, pointed to his nose and said with a smile, "Do you think I'm a rescuer sent by a monkey? ......”

After saying this, he began to laugh out of breath again.

Looking at his happy appearance, I was very surprised. Is this so funny? Maybe this is how adults can't understand the joy of children.

When the little guy stopped easily, I asked him seriously, "What on earth are you doing here? Isn't it a joke that you used me?"

This time, the little guy didn't laugh. He got up from the ground and jumped up to me with childishness on his face. Looking at his strange behavior, I quickly retreated.

The little guy stubbornly jumped closer to me. This time, I turned around and ran away, no longer caring about the direction.

When I was tired of running and looked behind me, the child was white. When I was really proud, I heard the shout below, "Grandson!"

This shout scared me like a cat meeting another cat and jumped up.

Looking again, it was at my feet, crawling down on the little guy and looking up at me. There is still a smile on his face.

To be honest, when I saw the smile on the little guy's face, I couldn't wait to rush to his face with a fierce left hook and right hook, and finally hit him with a Tianma meteor fist to make his face full of peach blossoms.

Because this smile is too mentally retarded.

I know that now I'm on one mu of land, and I can't run away if I want to run. Standing up straight, I put on a downward posture and asked him loudly, "What on earth do you want?"

"Didn't you say that I was a rescuer sent by a monkey?" The little guy still had a mentally retarded smile on his face and looked up at me and replied.

"The monkey's rescuer is a monkey. Do you have a tail?" I'm starting to mess around now.

When he heard me say this, the little guy fell into meditation.

I was happy when I saw that the little guy fell into meditation. With IQ, I really fight. I tell you, even if you call Xie'er over, he will be ashamed to convert under my meteoric imagination that day.

"Do you have a tail?" The little guy suddenly looked up and asked me.

I couldn't help but be stunned when the little guy asked. Unexpectedly, I was joined by him. But how can I be embarrassed by such a small problem?

I cleared my throat and said loudly, "I don't have a tail because I'm an adult. Do children have to have tails?

The little guy heard what I said and began to take off his trousers.

"You're a hooligan!" As soon as I saw him take off his trousers, I shouted loudly.

"I'm a child, and I can't be a hooligan." The little guy is very alert at this time.

"Aren't you my grandfather?" I asked him back and was ready to join the army.

"Alas! Good grandson, call again!" The little guy immediately said to me happily.

As soon as he said it, I knew it was going to be bad: Damn it, it turned out to be waiting for me here. You said that you are a peeing and mud thing, and you have to occupy a big generation in front of me, so what are you doing?

This idea is just a flash in my heart. I immediately asked him, "What the hell are you going to do?"

When the little guy heard me say that, he got up again. He looked at me and said excitedly, "Good grandson, grandpa will take you to see something beautiful?"

"Oc's it, it's okay. Don't shout from your grandchildren, which makes me feel heartfelt. I coldly rejected his name.

"I died in the year of Gengzi. Calling you grandson, you are very cheap. Hearing me say this, the little guy is not happy.

"Let's not be entangled in the generation. Well, my name is Shuaizi. What's your name? I saw that the little guy was unhappy, so I softened. Because I didn't hear any malice from his tone.

Maybe, he is like an ordinary child and just thinks it's funny to me. So, I always want to be close to me. Maybe in this way, I may find Uncle Yuanji and others.

However, I forgot a little. This little guy seems to be at the age of peeing and mud, but if he has lived to this day, he will definitely be a birthday star. He looks small, but his psychology is completely mature. He just suffers from the identity of ghosts and can't grow up physically.

So, the eyes always blind people in many cases. For example, if you look pure, you may also work in heaven and earth.

When the little guy saw that I didn't mean to object, he jumped at me again and shouted, "Grandson, hug grandpa?"

"I didn't say just now, my name is Shuaizi. There are names and surnames, you don't believe it. Let's go back and get our ID cards, which are clearly written in black and white. Listening to the grandson shouted out of the little guy's mouth, I was full of anger.

What is the ID card? Can you eat it?" The little guy began to think again.

"The ID card is such a big piece of paper." I explained to him by the size, "You haven't seen it. Let's just go back and get it. Let me show you. It's fun."

Speaking of this, I can't help but feel a little complacent. Perhaps, in this way, he took me out of the white fog confusedly.

"Good!" When the little guy heard my suggestion, he immediately replied happily.

I immediately got excited when I heard the little guy promise to go home to get my ID card. This time, I didn't refuse the fact that the little guy approached me, but I refused his suggestion that made me hug him, but walked over with him...

When I walked with the little guy, the fog around me faded a lot. In the fog, I can even see a lot of shadowy human-like things, but due to the fog, I can't see it clearly.

I couldn't help but be surprised to see those shadowy human figures. Will there be a dead uncle in this?

Thinking of this, I hurriedly asked the little guy who walked side by side with me, "What is it?"

"You will understand in a moment." The little guy sold me the way.

I saw that he didn't mean to answer, so I didn't ask again. Instead, he went down with him...

The more you go, the lighter the fog around you becomes. The things that were hidden behind the fog became clearer and clearer...

When I took another step forward, my eyes suddenly opened my eyes. It turned out that the fog around had all disappeared. I am now on a bustling street, with bustling crowds one after another, and there are many shops on both sides of the street. The owner of the store is showing a satisfied smile at the customers. The children ran wildly on the street, and even a child ran straight to me. In his eyes, it was as if I didn't exist.

At this time, I found out. It turns out that I don't know when the child just now has reached into my hand.

I was about to shake off the little guy's hand when I heard him shout to me, "Be careful!"

Then, I saw that the child who rushed straight towards me just now had hit me. However, he was not knocked back by me, and there was no stagnation, but went straight through my body.

My ears also echoed the innocent laughter of the child running over. The laughter is going away little by little...

The little guy holding my hand laughed and asked me, "How's it going? Does it look good?"

"What is this?" I looked at everything in front of me and couldn't help asking the little guy.

"That's what I said to show you." The little guy said to me with a mentally retarded smile on his face.

"What's going on here?" I asked. I don't think all this is so beautiful. Don't say that, even if you let Mr. Cang take off his clothes, stand in front of me, and walk straight through my body, I don't think she is beautiful.

"Here is Beiqiu City in 1941!" Saying this, the little guy no longer has that mentally retarded smile on his face, but is full of loneliness.

1941? Beiqiu City?" I have said it several times. Suddenly, he remembered and exclaimed to the little guy, "Do you think this is Beiqiu City in 1941?"

"Yes!" The little guy raised his head and stared at me.

I slowly closed my eyes. If this is Beiqiu in 1941, does the little guy want me to see a scene that I don't want to see...

"Let's go, hurry up. Shall I take you to my niece's house? The little guy took my hand excitedly and walked forward.

I kept imagining all kinds of pictures in my mind, but my feet walked mechanically forward with the little guy.

Soon, I came to a room made of bamboo built on the edge of the cliff. The room is not very big. At the door, I can even hear the roar of the river rushing. In the middle of the room, there is a small square table that is not very big. A middle-aged woman is holding everyone to eat.

I saw the children passing through my body and ran to the table excitedly. Seeing the food on the table, he immediately shouted excitedly, "Coked pork! Twice-cooked pork!"

Looking at the salivate expression on the children's faces, I can't imagine that it's just an ordinary twice-cooked meat. How can they be so excited?

As soon as the middle-aged woman turned around, she saw a five- or six-year-old boy who couldn't stand the greedy**. She stretched out her dirty hand and took out a piece of oily fat from the bowl in the middle of the table. Despite the oily creak on the fat, he stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew.

At this time, a little girl next to him who was not much older than him began to shout: "Mom, mom. Xiaoba stole meat!"

The middle-aged woman who had just turned around turned around and immediately turned around when she heard this small report. She saw Xiaoba's moving mouth, stretched out her hand and slapped him on his head: "Look, you still eat, look, you still eat. That's for you old man."

With this slap, the little boy who was eating meat happily just now immediately began to cry.

At this time, I heard a voice behind him dissuade him, "What are you doing in class?"

"Old man, old man. The first child stole meat to eat. The little girl began to make small reports again.

As the saying goes: the emperor loves the eldest son, and the people love the eldest son. The middle-aged man who had just returned from outside heard the little girl's report and did not make a sound. Instead, he set out with a burst of laughter.

When he laughed enough, he continued to say, "Isn't it just a piece of meat? Everyone eats it, eat it all?"

When he said this, the other children around the small square table immediately took action. They sat down around the table one by one, leaning their heads, and staring closely at the bowl with twice-cooked pork in the middle of the table.

As soon as the middle-aged man arrived at the house, he asked, "Dangke, do you know how to make twice-cooked meat today?"

"Isn't this Xiaoqin's salary today?" The middle-aged woman replied without raising her head while placing bowls and chopsticks on the table. As she swings, she keeps throwing down the children's hand reaching for the bowl.

The middle-aged man quickly sat down. He looked up and asked, "Where's Xiaoqin?"

"Their boss said that the business was so good today that they were not allowed to come back. Well, Xiaoqin only put down the meat and ran back. The baby has grown up. The middle-aged woman replied. After she finished speaking, she brought a bowl of mixed rice.

Next, the family did not have many words and began to eat with their heads buried. During this period, the children were still eating an extra piece of meat for you or your meat was quarreling bigger than me.

Looking at how sweet they ate, my stomach cooed inappropriately.

Only then did I think that I haven't eaten anything since dinner. And after the previous run, the things in my stomach have been almost digested by me. So, now there is only a cooing.

When the little guy heard my stomach rumbling, he immediately shouted happily, "Are you hungry? Are you hungry?"

I didn't pay attention to him, but continued to watch the family eating warmly around the table.

At this time, a rapid sound was suddenly heard. Then, I heard a messy sound outside.

"What's going on?" I couldn't help bowing my head and asking the little guy.

The little guy did not say anything, but stared at the middle-aged man sitting at the table eating.

Now, the family also heard the urgent sound. The family also immediately panicked. The middle-aged woman first looked out, and then shouted, "No! Is the kid's plane coming again?!"

And her shout did not dispel the children's enjoyment of twice-cooked pork. Several children saw that there was no adult's control, and the frequency of stretching their chopsticks to the middle bowl immediately accelerated a lot.

At this time, the middle-aged man threw his chopsticks on the table and his face changed and said, "Fat, come on, come on. Run with the children.

After saying these words, he quickly took the children's chopsticks from his hands. He pulled the smallest eight from the table into his arms and pulled the small one up.

Now, there is only a painful moan, which is the moan of a person who has not been immediately killed by a bomb but was seriously injured in pain. Long and piercing.

I ran forward in a hurry to help a wounded guy in front of me.

At this time, I heard another familiar voice falling from the top of my head...

Then, I saw a darkness in front of me, and a violent explosion showed the pain it brought in front of me...

The guy I just wanted to help can't see anything at this moment. Only one tooth told him that he was here just now...

There were still a few figures climbing on the ground just now, and they are no longer moving. The moaning sound is much smaller than before, but my heart hurts even more...

I turned around and looked at the little guy standing there with red eyes. He was looking at me with a strange look. There was no joy or sadness in his eyes, nothing, only a trace of calm.

"Is this the good thing you showed me?" I couldn't help shouting at the little guy. In this way, I completely vented the sadness in my heart. But no matter how loud I was, I only felt that there was always a place in my heart, deeply pierced by something like a needle. It's the kind of deep and expanding pain.

Although this pain is transmitted slowly, it is very strong. As long as it goes, it will drive out all its other feelings, leaving only pain. That deep pain told me. I'm still a living person, not a guy who is already lying on the ground and can't move...

The little guy looked at me blankly and said, "Don't you think it's beautiful?"

Listening to his indifferent words, I immediately ran over. The uncontrollable pain made me punch him fiercely in the face. However, my fist sank into the little guy's face...

I hit a shot with this fierce punch. Due to too much force. This punch staggered me. Unable to maintain my balance, I suddenly fell to the ground...

When I lay on the ground, I could still feel the trembling sound of the ground.

That is the accusation of the pain caused by the war, and it is the cry of Mother Earth for the pain caused by the war. She may never understand why all the children she gave birth to kill each other for her own benefit...

Soon, a pair of small feet appeared in front of me. I looked along those feet and saw a calm face.

The little guy said to me, "You can't stand watching it. You know, I watch such a scene once a day. I've been watching it for 70 years, which is a whole 70 years!"

This time, he stopped laughing. The tone brings a rare sadness.

I can understand why he is so calm now. If I see a tragedy, I will definitely not be able to stand it for the first time, and if I keep watching it, let me watch it over and over again. My sadness will gradually become numb. In the end, this sadness will only be deeply hidden by me.

How can I blame the little guy in front of me who is really older than me? I can't understand the pain he suffered.

History is a series of pains. And the pain in history can only be truly felt by history...

I got up from the ground, looked at the little guy coldly, and said to him, "Why did you show me the good things you said?"

The little guy shook his head and said to me, "Do you still want to see it?"

I shook my head in pain and closed my eyes tightly. I don't want to bear the pain of history. The good thing the little guy said is a disaster for me, an ordinary person.

"Open your eyes!" The little guy's voice resounded to my ear again.

I quietly opened a crack in my eyes and saw a dark hole. The cave is full of all kinds of people. There are students, hard work, businessmen, housewives, some rich people, childish children, white-haired old people...

They certainly don't usually get together so quietly. It was the war that drove them together.

Everyone stayed quietly and listened to whether there was an explosion from above. Every time the explosion comes, I will see everyone's faces twitching involutably.

A little guy cried in the distance. But his high cry was soon blocked by something. Maybe it was his mother's breast (harmonious) room or the adult's broad palm. I don't know, and I don't want to see it clearly...

I turned my head and looked coldly at the little guy who brought me here. He asked him, "Why did you show me these? Why are you?"

The little guy told me at this time, "Do you know this white fog?"

When I heard him mention the white fog, I couldn't help but move my ears and stood up to listen to what he said.

However, the little guy didn't mean to go on. Instead, he went to look at the dark hole again.

This makes me very unhappy.

I tried to suppress the pain in my heart and asked the little guy, "What does this have to do with the white fog?"

The little guy didn't answer me, but still looked at the dark hole.

His behavior also makes me have to watch this dark hole...

The current hole is a huge place that will be absorbed by all the people forced by the war. Everyone kept silent in the cave and quietly waited for the end of the explosion to return to their homes. Even if it is likely that your home has been destroyed by the explosion. But that home is the strongest belief that the war will eventually end.

The explosion above the head gradually became sparse. The people who stayed in the cave couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief. For them, the explosion is over.

At this time, a little sound has gradually begun to recover in the hole. Although it is very light, it means that people have begun to yearn for life on the ground.

After a while, there was another sound.

Everyone's faces were full of relief when they heard that voice. From their faces, I can see that the sound means that the explosion has passed.

People stood up quickly, and everyone helped each other to go out and prepare for a new life.

Because no matter how tragic the war is, it can't destroy people's confidence in life!

But soon, the crowd began to **. The crowd in front of him stopped moving, and the crowd behind him was talking quietly and didn't understand what happened in front of him.

Some people even cursed impatiently. Soon, all kinds of gossip spread through the crowd.

It wasn't long before everyone got a more terrible news.

The door of the hole can't be opened!

The crowd immediately began to be bigger**......

All kinds of scolding burst out from the crowd...

Soon, the crowd behind began to crowd forward. This is because everyone can't believe the news and wants to verify it with their own eyes.

The crowd of

** began to calm down gradually. But the curses and cries began to spread. And it quickly spread.

But for a while, the voices in the crowd slowly stopped...