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The night is very dark, there is no light, only the ubiquitous cool breeze.

Zheng Xianglan rolled her throat and hugged her son tighter, but she couldn't stop the trembling all over.

The sister said it was an understatement, but Zheng Xianglan is not a naive girl, she has been cruel to the world, and knows that if it were not for the sister to wake up and successfully fight back tonight, I am afraid that she and the dog eggs will go to the Yan Luo Temple at this time.

Zhang Su put the dagger into the system space and, relying on the image purchased in his mind, led Zheng Xianglan towards the other refugees.

Zheng Xianglan didn't dare to show up, she was very obedient. I don't know how long she walked, and a familiar voice sounded in her ear: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Zheng Xianglan felt relieved in her heart as if she had heard the sound of nature. Leaning on the girl's thin back, she soon fell asleep.

Zhang Su couldn't sleep anymore. Her heart beat quickly, hitting her chest once and again. She raised her hand and stroked her chest, her fingers seemed to be trembling.

For a long time, she let out a long breath.

It's so hard to live.

Zhang Su closed his eyes and entered a state of light sleep.

In the second half of the night, nothing happened, the night faded, and a hint of whiteness gradually appeared on the horizon.

"what--"

The screams of panic resounded throughout this world.

Zhang Su opened his eyes almost instantly, his eyes clear.

"Dead, dead"

Then a rough male voice interrupted, "If you die, you will die. It's not a rare thing to die in this world."

These words are like a slam dunk, how normal the dead are, what's all the fuss about.

The crowd gradually calmed down.

Zheng Xianglan stared at the two corpses not far away, her teeth trembled, not afraid, but hate.

Last night, their mother and sister almost died under the hands of the two men, and she saw the sharp stone loosened by each other's hands.

Zheng Xianglan lowered her head and rubbed her son's forehead, slowly calming down. Now look at the position at this time, in fact, it is not far from the place where he rested in the middle of the night last night.

It was only twenty steps away, but she seemed to walk for a long time last night.

Zheng Xianglan shook her head, secretly mocking her timidity.

Zhang Su strolled around, and she was looking at which direction the vegetation was slightly more luxuriant, which determined which direction she would walk next.

Finally, she determined the southwest of her current location.

She looked back and saw that no one paid attention to her side, so she quietly walked around behind a half-person-high slope, which was a blind spot for viewing angles.

Zhang Su: "I want to buy three catties of wild vegetables."

System: "3 merit points."

Zhang Su: "Buy."

Zhang Su took a handful of wild vegetables in his arms, then threw the wild vegetables out in one go, leaving a few of them, and threw them to the edge of the crowd like a mark.

She returned to Zheng Xianglan like a thief, breathing heavily.

Zheng Xianglan is puzzled: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Zhang Su didn't speak, but Yu Guang kept aiming in the direction of the refugee group.

Not long after, a cheer broke out over there: "I found wild vegetables." Excited too much and couldn't hold back.

The originally lifeless group of refugees rushed in the direction of the wild plants like chicken blood in an instant.

Zheng Xianglan had to run with her baby, but Zhang Su caught her. She was anxious: "Sister, let me go, I'm going to find wild vegetables."

Zhang Su whispered: "There are so many people, you rushed in with your baby, are you going to die?"

Zheng Xianglan looked at the direction of the wild vegetables, then looked back at Zhang Su, speaking incoherently: "But, but that's for food."

Zhang Su didn't let go, "I picked up a little, enough for us to eat today. Don't go."

Zheng Xianglan: "Huh?"

Zhang Su took out a wild vegetable from his arms, and the emerald green color attracted Zheng Xianglan's attention.

Zhang Su: "We eat while walking."

Zheng Xianglan was stunned and said: "...good."

But she was thinking in her heart that the girl is really amazing, and her ability to find food is absolutely impossible.

The previous steamed buns may have been given to the girl by others, but the wild fruits and wild vegetables were found by the girl. She followed the sister, she was on the right track.

The two walked side by side, Zheng Xianglan ate wild vegetable stalks and tender leaves for her son to eat.

Zhang Su expressionlessly ate the astringent wild vegetables, complaining inwardly.

Wild vegetables are delicious only if they are stir-fried.

Or make it into wild vegetable porridge, add some diced meat, and it will taste delicious.

Ah, the sun has come out, and it's going to be dried up again.

At noon, both Zhang Su and Zheng Xianglan couldn't stand it anymore, and they found a shady rest. But this shady land is only effective for a while, as the sun moves, it will soon be exposed to them.

Gougan opened his eyes in a daze, but his eyes were only half open, as if he hadn't woken up.

Zheng Xianglan raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her son's face, and Zhang Su said, "Should I look for food nearby?"

Zheng Xianglan: "Sister, let me go with you."

How can I let the girl do anything, she doesn't have that big face.

Zhang Su thought to himself, that's not okay, how can someone accompany her to buy things in the system store.

"No. It's not convenient for you to take the kids." Zhang Su's words were not polite, but they were very useful.

When Zheng Xianglan heard the words, she didn't say anything more.

Zhang Su walked into the forest under the big sun. She drank water and ate steamed buns before returning home with water and wild vegetables.

She and Zheng Xianglan supported them all the way. She helped Zheng Xianglan and her son materially, but Zheng Xianglan's mother and son helped her in spirit.

These days, Zhang Su's spirit is not so tight.

They have gone for an unknown number of days and nights, maybe ten days, maybe dozens of days, the scene before them finally changed, no longer the invisible, withered, dry land. But the dilapidated city walls and waving flags.

Across the city gate, Zhang Su can even see the vendors and pedestrians passing by in the city. In fact, those people are not much better than them, but at least there are still stutters and there is a place to live.

Zheng Xianglan couldn't hide the envy in her eyes, "It would be great if we could enter the city."

But this is impossible. The officials guarding the city will not let the refugees into the city.

Zhang Su and the others sighed with emotion, a group of officers and soldiers suddenly rushed to the city gate, holding a roadblock in their hands, and leaning across the city gate, with a sharp wooden thorn at the top aimed at the refugees.

A woman and a half-old child knelt outside the barricade, banging their heads at the officers and soldiers: "Official man, let us in, please, give us a way to survive."

"Official man, man, we are going to die if we don't enter the city again."

"Official man, you are open to enlightenment"

There was crying at the city gate, but the officers and soldiers were indifferent and ruthless. Some officers and soldiers were impatient of crying. He picked up his saber and dropped the knife in his hand. The cry of an old woman stopped abruptly, and she fell to the ground, her expression still frozen in surprise at the end. The scene of fear.

The people next to her were startled, crying and shouting into a mess, running back and forth like a group of attacked ants, with no purpose. Looks funny and embarrassed.

Inside the roadblock, the officers and soldiers laughed at the scene in front of them.

"Smelly beggar, get away, get closer to the city gate, I will kill you and throw it away to feed the wild dogs."

The refugees tremble and dare not speak, but they are farther away from the city gate.

Zhang Su lowered his head and gritted his teeth, before letting him act out of control on impulse.

Zheng Xianglan thought she was scared, holding her son in one hand and her in the other: "Sister is not afraid, let's go far, we don't stay here anymore."

"Sister, it's okay, let's leave here."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

She kept repeating the three words "It's okay", not knowing whether she was comforting Zhang Su or convincing herself.

She hadn't noticed it herself, and the hands she embraced Zhang Su shook badly.

Based on her past experience, she has a deep fear of officers and soldiers. That kind of fear is even better than the fear of gangsters.

Probably because even though the gangsters are abominable and kill people like numbness, they can kill people if they die with a single blow. But those officials were different. They used blunt knives to slowly grind them until the people under them were tortured and exhausted the last trace of blood and tears.

Zheng Xianglan closed her eyes, and uncontrollably emerged in her mind that when she and her husband were still in the village, the bureaucracy had to collect taxes from office to office. It was really an endless nightmare.

The two women with a child shrank to the edge of the refugee group, and the people around raised their eyes and quickly looked back.

In this world, women and children die the fastest.

Zhang Su was so hard pressed, she was going to find a way to climb into the city at night, and the situation outside was getting worse and worse.

There have been droughts for several years, and there will be locusts in long-term droughts, but she asked the woman that droughts have not yet occurred in locust plagues.

Zhang Su may not be optimistic that the locust plague will not occur, but his heart is even heavier. There has been no locust plague so far, and it will be terrifying once it breaks out.

She took the grass roots out of her arms to eat. This is the most common and least eye-catching food among the refugees. However, Zhang Su just ate two bites, and someone surrounded him. They were two thin men.

"Take out what you eat, or you will be killed." Because he hadn't eaten or drink for a long time, the other party's voice was very dumb. The other person couldn't wait to pinch Zhang Su's neck.

Zheng Xianglan held the child with one hand, freed her other hand to stop, Zhang Su stuffed the grass roots in her hand, and then jumped up suddenly, one person gave a fist, she waved the sharp stone, and screamed fiercely.

The people around who were eager to try disappeared, and they were even a little farther away.

The two men were originally the end of the crossbow, after being punched by Zhang Su, they couldn't get up for a long time.

Zhang Su looked at him coldly. She knew that if she didn't help, the two people would die.

But why should she help.

Zhang Su: "999, look, blue sky and white sun, I'm going to kill people."

System: "My dear host, you are confused, why are you killing people, you are killing people, please allow me to give you 15 merit points."

Zhang Su: "How is 15 merit points?"

System: "After they die, the system will make up the remaining 5 merit points."

Zhang Su stopped speaking, she was lost in thought, and the system was more humane than she thought. It does not simply judge merits based on the life and death of a person.

Zhang Su lowered his eyes and mechanically chewed the grass roots in his mouth.

At dusk, the two men died, and Zhang Su's remaining 5 merit points were also credited.

The other refugees just kicked the body farther in disgust.

Zhang Su owes even a look. She rests with Zheng Xianglan back to back until the night covers everything. She gets up and moves her hands and feet, and prepares to purchase a 50-meter image centered on her from the system. At this moment, She heard a deliberately lowered voice.

"Those dog officials eat and drink, but no matter whether we live or die, we will die anyway. We rushed into the city to fight with them together, and we must die to be a ghost."

Even if the voice is deliberately lowered, it can't cover the fullness of the air in the voice, making the soles of the feet cold.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Mu You, 551 bottles;