The wind in the Diamond Galaxy had never been so refreshing. The gangster sat on the deck facing the sea, and Jue Yue cut his hair that had grown long enough to be tied into a braid. He had already taken off his military uniform and changed into a casual shirt and a pair of blue beach shorts. He laughed as he listened to Jue Yue's story of what happened on the battlefield.
"…I didn't do anything. Xue 'er took care of all the fighting.”"That's because I'm afraid that you'll be chopped up in one move.”Hearing this, Jue Yue threatened to shave his head.
"Where's Sha Sha?" The hooligan asked. "Usually, you wouldn't even have time to play with me. What's wrong today?”
" She..." Jue Yue did not continue. The sound of scissors biting was unexpectedly loud. The hooligan wasn't a fool." Ah, she shouldn't have appeared in this world. If she's gone, so be it."”
The flower pot of the fishy wind grass was placed next to the window of the gangster's bedroom. Before the gangster returned, Jueyue was still worried about how to tell him. She didn't expect that a small bud would sprout in the flower pot, so she managed to hide it from him.
"Where's the idiot?"
"Idiot has found a suitable job in the radiation inland sea. He might be too busy now.”
So he's not coming back? Both Gang and Jue Yue thought so. Jue Yue suddenly felt very tired. She wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, but she realized that she had encountered either separation or death these days.
"Hey!" A familiar voice came from afar. The two of them turned their heads at the same time. The familiar figure ran back, panting heavily. "I'm back-you're back too? My lord?"
"Ah, I'm back!" The gangster smiled and felt a warmth in his heart.
"Welcome back!" Jue Yue turned to wipe away her tears and gave him a smile.
Welcome back. A gentle breeze blew into the window, and the small buds swayed gently.
Somewhere in the Ghost Plains stood an altar. This altar was very old, and the souls that came and went seemed to be thousands of years old. It was called the Hero Altar. The altar was made of huge rocks, and there was a sunken square in the middle of the square. Golden names were written in the middle of the square, such as " Death Warrior Akaiya " and so on. Their names were passed down through the ages in the Red Zone and were praised by the world. As for why it was written on the ground of the square, it was because the altar was also a mausoleum. The floor tiles with their names carved on them were the coffin lids. Every great warrior was placed into the coffins while standing. It was said that if they wanted to climb out, it would be more convenient to stand like this.
The Plain of Ghosts was covered in fog. Souls flew by from time to time and made strange noises. It was already a very terrifying thing. Jue Yue tugged at the sleeve of the gangster. The latter could clearly feel her trembling.
The gangster suddenly became playful. He brought Jue Yue to the square and stood in the middle. He didn't feel anything at first, but when he thought about the corpses under his feet, he felt itchy as if something was scratching him. Jue Yue couldn't take it anymore. She shrieked and jumped up. The gangster laughed so hard that his intestines hurt. He fell to the ground and twitched.
My child.
"Hmm?" The gangster's smile froze. It was his turn to break out in a cold sweat. He could clearly hear voices coming from the ground. The low and muffled voice was extremely real. The gangster immediately straightened his body and shook his head to convince himself that he had heard wrongly.
"Jueyue, I'm coming up. There's still a long way to go.”
"Hurry up!"
The thug had just gotten close to the ground, and the name of "Rebellious Light Yiyi Lian" trembled, as if it was thirsting for the air outside.
Along the path paved by the spiritual lake, the gangster's expression became serious. He held the white bouquet that Jue Yue handed over tightly. The tombstone thug did not even look at the rows of tombstones. He did not know where the name he was looking for was buried, but there was a power in his soul that drove him to walk quickly.
In the group of tombstones that were about the same height, the gangster suddenly stood still. Jue Yue, who was following behind him, almost bumped her nose. She tilted her head and saw the words on the tombstone.
Coloured glass forest led Zuo led Alo, did not cross this difficult, personally dedicated to the battlefield. A demonic antelope bow could shoot countless enemies. He was buried in Yingling. May the body be immortal, and may the soul rest in peace.
The gangster gently placed the white flower in front of the monument. He had brought a rag with him. The monument had just been built, and it seemed to have been wiped by someone, which saved him a lot of trouble. The gangster stood there for a while, muttering the red zone's resting tune. Jue Yue saw him like this, so she lowered her head and recited the tune as she had been taught. However, the note was a little long and she was not familiar with it. She forgot everything after memorizing it. Seeing that the gangster's lips were moving quickly, she could only recite what she remembered while apologizing to Alo in her heart.
"Hey! Let's go catch a few rats to eat!" Alo, who was only fifteen years old, said to the hooligans of the same age with a smile.
The gangster rubbed his calf." I was just fined 200 laps. If I get caught again, it'll be 400 laps!"”
"But I'm hungry. There's a drought this year, and the harvest isn't good. There are many rats.”Ah Luo pursed his lips." If you don't go, I'll go. Don't think I'm enjoying myself.”
The gangster was already scared by the fierce instructor and looked at Alo's figure from afar. At that time, Aluo was the most hardworking in the reserve army. His hands were callused and he still had to practice. Such diligence had contributed to his archery skills. As long as Alo could escape from the military camp, there would definitely be game when he returned.
But this time, he was gone for a long time. The gangster sat at a distance after training and looked in the direction he left.
Suddenly, a hurried whistle sounded in the camp. Gather around!"
The fierce instructor only gave him three minutes to rest this time. The gangster was furious, but he did not dare to resist the officer. He only thought that if his position was high, he would ride him like a horse.
Later, the instructor who had taught this batch of soldiers had long since fallen asleep in the tomb.
"Brat, you're going to enjoy yourselves. The lord of Coloured Glass Forest, Miss Shell, has personally come to pick you today and will bring one of you back to the forest for special training. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you want to go, perform well!”
"Yes, sir!"
The Coloured Glass Forest was a paradise. No matter what bad weather it was outside, it was spring all year round and the sun shone brightly. There was never a bad harvest. Moreover, Shell was known for loving his people like his own children. Going to Coloured Glass Forest was like not having to worry about future generations. Everyone wanted to go, and the gangster was no exception. However, he was still worried about Alo. If he didn't come back soon, he would lose such a good opportunity.
The shell slowly walked over from the main gate of the military camp. She also had the appearance of a five or six-year-old. Her green eyes rolled around without any baby fat. Her damaged appearance was lovable. She wore a simple white dress, but it was more dazzling than any other clothes or people. She was usually barefoot, but she had never seen the soles of her feet stained with dirty soil. Her entire body seemed to be sprinkled with the luster of a saintess, making it impossible for people to look straight at her. The instructor was more than 20 meters away from the shell, so she had to shout when she spoke. Fortunately, the shell did not speak much and was conveyed by her subordinates behind her. Otherwise, the instructor would not be able to hear what she was saying.
A team of reserve soldiers who looked like they were in their teens stood straight and showed their most energetic side to the shell. However, the shell was standing fifty meters away. Everyone felt that the shell could not be seen, so they scrambled to move forward. Some of them could not get close after moving within 50 meters, and some were forced to stop after taking a few more steps. Seeing how anxious everyone was, the shell laughed. However, they had agreed to only bring one back, so they could only bring one back. Otherwise, it would lose their prestige.
Rows of soldiers had finished looking, but none of them liked the shells. The sun was shining down, and it was almost noon. The gangster began to worry about Alo and wondered if he should report it. At this time, the shell decided to look at another row. If there was nothing he liked, he would come back the next day.
The thug stood up and stood with a row of soldiers. 'When the lord is still not back, I'll report it to him,' thought the hooligan.
Her emerald green eyes stared straight at the gangster, making him feel a little embarrassed. The gangster looked away, but he was very excited. The shell had a high chance of choosing him, or else it wouldn't have stared at him for so long. As expected, she covered her mouth with one hand and said something to the subordinate beside her. Her other hand was about to reach out her index finger. That direction was where the hooligans were.
"Hey! Who's coming, who's coming to help!"
A shout diverted everyone's attention. A bush shook, and Arlo, whose face was covered in dust, poked his head out. No one knew why he shouted until he dragged out a dead antelope from behind him. The antelope died decisively. It was killed in one shot. Before it could even close its eyes, an arrow pierced through its head. The red and white arrowhead came out diagonally from the lower side. Everyone was stunned for a moment before they burst into cheers.
"There's meat to eat!"
"Silence!" The instructor blew the whistle several times before he managed to stop the rowdy crowd. The shell was still smiling as it spoke to its subordinate. Then, it pointed its index finger at Alo, who was about to be punished.
On the same day, Alo left without saying anything to the hooligans. However, that large lamb leg was the most sumptuous parting gift that Alo had left for the hooligan.
" You didn't choose the wrong person, Miss." The gangster suddenly spoke in front of the grave. The shadow curled up behind the tombstone trembled. It could no longer hold back its grief and sobbed loudly.
"Alo…Alo!" The shell called out his name in pain with its back to its knees. What responded to her was the coldness of the stone tablet behind it. Jue Yue wiped the corner of her eyes and turned her back.
" If only I hadn't chosen him back then, he wouldn't have…" The shell raised its small face. Its eyes were red and swollen. It was unknown how long it had been crying. The hooligan walked over and picked up the shell without any hindrance. The shell had someone to rely on and cried even more fiercely. The rushing tears soaked the hooligan's clothes and choked incoherently. Her words were full of longing and reluctance, and only the hooligans could understand them now.
" Come back quickly, I miss you so much…" The shell grabbed the gangster's shoulder tightly, leaving a mark on his shoulder with his nails. Jue Yue turned her back, but her heart felt extremely uncomfortable, as if it was being pulled and twisted by someone. Tears fell uncontrollably.
It was really…troublesome.
The hooligan held the shell and stood there for an entire hour. There were many people who came to offer flowers. As long as someone cried, the shell would also cry. She was crying here and crying even more fiercely there, like a strange infectious disease.
The hooligan and the shell spent most of the day in front of Alo's grave, unwilling to leave for a long time. It was not until her subordinates came to look for her that the shell reluctantly followed. " It's the day of victory in the red zone. We're going to celebrate." The thug slammed his hands on his cheeks and forced himself to recover.”
"Where to?" Seeing that the gangster was still in high spirits, Jue Yue was naturally very pleased.
"The usual place!"
The city of Gulu in the Fallen Dragon Plains was like a city that never sleeps. Every night, the most beautiful city was Gulu City. Bards and bands would come to Gulu's bars and streets to party until dawn. Every night was a grand festival. Of course, there were also many service shops. People called it Cloud Rain Street because there were many cases of drunk customers doing it on the street.
"This is the old place?" Jue Yue put her hands on her hips, her gaze was so sharp that it could kill.
Jue Yue was wearing a single-colored one-shoulder skirt. Her silky black hair was draped over the side of her body. She was wearing a pair of fish-shaped high heels of the same color and a beautiful anklet. The gangster was also wearing a white shirt. The first two buttons in front of him were unbuttoned intentionally or unintentionally. His strong chest muscles revealed a faint sexiness. Her short, slanted bangs were just right, not too long nor too revealing. The two of them were dressed fashionably. They looked like celebrities in their military uniforms.
"I'm not going to Cloud Rain Street."
The gangster's goal was very clear. The man had always been straightforward and went wherever he wanted to go. However, Jue Yue was motivated and went to all the shops and stalls along the way. The things here weren't as high-tech as Yating's, but they were all handmade by the locals. They were also very novel and interesting, and the poor hooligan's " inventory " was in danger of running out.
The two of them went around in circles and finally arrived at their usual place before midnight. The old place didn't have a signboard. It had a very ordinary entrance and storefront. It was just the standard of a normal bar. However, the wine here was popular in the entire region. No matter where it was, people would come and have a few drinks. As the saying went," If you want to be a Red Zone person, go to the old place first."
After passing through the porch, they entered the shop. It was crowded and lively.
"Mr. Hooligan, it's here again!"
The one who spoke was the lady boss. She was a big signboard. Most people came to drink and to see her. She was in her early twenties and was dressed in gorgeous clothes. Her bright eyeshadow shone even more brightly under the warm lights. Her phoenix eyes were gentle and seductive, and her fiery red lips were gentle and pleasant when she smiled. When she was playing, she could also play very well with the customers. Everyone directly called her "Banniang", so their functions were not much different.
"What do you want to drink?" Banniang warmly welcomed him.
"It's still the same." Hearing this, she looked at him and felt a little awkward. She smiled knowingly and turned around to prepare.
Two glasses were swiped over from the bar counter. The gangster and the board lady looked at each other and signaled. Jueyue looked at the light blue liquid in her glass. She didn't know what to do." I'm not good at drinking…"
"Why aren't you drinking? At most, I'll carry you back." The gangster drank almost to the end. He knocked on the bar counter and raised his glass. The board lady looked at the wine in the glass and went to prepare another glass. Everyone was familiar with the rules here, just like a family.
"Oh, my lord, you're here too.”The one who spoke was a sailor who had worked with the hooligans. His big nose had turned red, and he was burping as he spoke.
"Hahaha! Cheers to victory!"
"Cheers!" Everyone raised their glasses.
"Let's drink today!" Banniang was also excited today, and everyone cheered again. The people in the red zone didn't want to make money. They knew that the spirit lake in the Ghost Basin was endless. The people in the red zone were the least wasteful. Only people who lived like this knew what it meant to share happiness.
Jue Yue was infected by the atmosphere. She took a sip of the wine. It was sweet and mellow, with a hint of mint. The gangster stood up after drinking a few dozen glasses. He shouted and jumped wildly with everyone else. Jue Yue knew that he was not only reveling, but also venting.
"You're with a good man." Banniang wiped her wine glass and said to Jue Yue. Jue Yue blushed and nodded. She suddenly remembered that someone had said the same thing before.
"You're here too?" There was a person sitting next to her. Jue Yue took a closer look and saw that he was an idiot. "I thought you wouldn't drink."
"I'm here to drink with him." Jue Yue pouted. The hooligan had already gone crazy from drinking. He hooked his arm around the sailor's neck and poured wine into his mouth. The idiot laughed along with the people beside him, occasionally raising his neck to drink and then laughing again.
"Everyone is very happy." Jue Yue sipped her wine quietly. She wasn't used to this kind of environment.
"What did you say?" The music of the revelry shook their eardrums, and the idiot shouted.
"I'll talk! Everyone is very happy!" Jueyue laughed and followed suit.
"That's right! Everyone was celebrating their lives!”
Celebrating his life.
How lucky would one have to be to survive the battlefield? It was said that if one injured one thousand enemies, one would lose eight hundred of one's own. Regardless of victory or defeat, one would squander one's original life. Even victory and defeat could not determine life and death. If they did not celebrate now, when would they? Only now did Jue Yue realize that what the people here were doing was not aimless madness, but a kind of ecstasy born from reverence for life.
Shouldn't I be celebrating my hard-earned life?
"Cheers!" The gangster raised his glass.
"Cheers!" Amidst the cheers of the crowd, there was a small voice.
The party continued until the east was bright. The light of dawn stung everyone's hangover and they staggered out of the bar. In the end, the three of them did not return to the liberator successfully. They all crawled on the bar counter for the first few hours of the day. Jue Yue's legs were still wobbling, but she didn't throw up. Her alcohol tolerance was unexpectedly good, and Jue Yue seemed to have discovered a new skill. The hooligan, on the other hand, vomited three times on the way back. Idiot was very familiar with the plants in the red zone. He picked some plants to relieve his hangover on the spot, but the effect was not good. When he got home, he vomited for a while.
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