Doomsday Sanctuary

A group of people rushed out of the woods, embarrassed one by one, all wet and dew, clinging to their bodies. At this time, it was in the middle of Futian, which should have been extremely hot, but now it is cold and windy, just walking in the forest. I don't think that when the breeze blows, a few people are shivering.

To say that the most embarrassing thing is not these big men, but Xu Yingxiu, who wore a white long-sleeved tight-fitting low-cut T-shirt on her upper body, and a pair of black tight-fitting super-stretch jeans on her lower body, and a mature figure. Undoubtedly, she is not like a rural wife at all, but more like an urban fashion girl.

Only now, the girl is extremely embarrassed. Her white compassionate shirt is completely wet with dew, and she clings to her body, revealing a pink bra, which is extremely eye-catching. She seems to feel the strange gazes of several men, and her face is flushed. With an embarrassed look in his eyes, he hid behind his own man, daring not to show his head, and completely lost the usual vigorous appearance, and became a shy little woman.

Don't look at the rough appearance, but at this time, he was showing a woman's delicate and careful. Seeing his mother-in-law appearance, he hurriedly opened the box, took out a coat, and put it around him, blocking the infinite grace.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present. They were all sorting out their wet clothes, and did not pay too much attention to her. This saved a lot of embarrassment.

"Brother Di, what do you do now!" At this moment, Yue Lie walked over quickly, swept around vigilantly, and then softly asked Di Ping, "Should we go directly to the village parking place? Or take a rest?"

Di Ping glanced back when he heard the words, smiled and said, "Let’s find a place to rest first!" He didn’t see them all, especially Xu Yingxiu who was trembling with her arms and wrapped in men’s clothes. , I need to change clothes urgently, even I feel greasy and uncomfortable.

"Okay, then I'm going!" Yue Lie nodded in response, and after walking two steps, he turned around and asked in a low voice, "Then we should just find one or?"

Di Ping thought for a while and said, "Go to Luo's house, right?"

The blacksmith’s village is still the same as when a few people came last time, except that the weeds grow more luxuriantly in the gaps between the stone roads on the streets, which are thirty to forty centimeters, and they have begun to stir their feet when walking. Not only that, but the roofs of these houses Overgrown with weeds, the entire village seems to have been abandoned for a hundred years, revealing a bleak.

Luo Hongyuan and his wife, as well as Shi Dexing and his son, looked at the changed village, with sadness in their eyes. It was a prosperous and lively millennium village that was originally good, but it has only been a long time since it has lost its past colors and has become decayed. ,depression.

"It will be alright!" Di Ping saw the grief of several people, and said comfortingly: "As long as the people are still there, everything will be alright."

"I know!" Lao Luo smiled bitterly: "Xiao Di, we're fine, it's okay to see." As Lao Luo stopped and looked around, his eyes were full of memories and retention: "It's just that I feel a little sad suddenly, here After all, I have lived for half a lifetime!"

"Who said no?" Shi Dexing also said with emotion: "I have lived here since I was a child, and it is very uncomfortable to see this!"

The atmosphere was a little dull for a while, as if they were thinking about things, Yue Lie and Luo Xinyi were leading the way cautiously, the whole village was only rustling footsteps, adding a sense of loneliness.

"Here!" Yue Lie who was walking in front suddenly whispered as everyone rushed in silence.

It did indeed arrive. Di Ping looked up and saw the plaque of Luo's Sword Shop. The street was only five or six hundred meters long, and it didn't take much time to walk around. He was about to call everyone in and make repairs, but suddenly he found Lao Luo staring blankly. With the plaque, there was sadness in his eyes.

"Uncle Luo, if you want to take us with you, you can bring it!" Di Ping walked forward and looked up at this simple and old wooden plaque with a sense of history and whispered.

When Lao Luo heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened, and then quickly went dark again, and he sighed, "Forget it, put it here! He only belongs here!" He said that his eyes seemed to be limited to memories, "This plaque is from My grandfather’s generation has been here and has not moved, let him stay here with this old house..."

Di Ping looked at Luo Hongyuan, who was in despair, and didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"Lao Luo!" Xu Yingxiu looked at her man with affection.

"Don't worry, I'm fine!" Lao Luo patted the back of his mother-in-law's hand and whispered: "Go, let's go in!"