Doomsday Thunder Warrior

February 2012, 2, New Year's Eve.

The most important holiday for Chinese people, all walks of life will have a holiday on this day, only some soldiers stand guard at the border alone.

With the arrival of the end of the world, there are no leisurely people, and no warriors guarding the frontier.Zombies are still wandering everywhere, regardless of whether it is the most important festival during their lifetime.

Wu Xiaotian also stopped exercising that day.

After cleaning all the houses, Wu Xiaotian came to his parents' bedroom and took out the door gods and couplets that his parents had already asked someone to draw.He boiled some rice paste out of rice, took the couplets and posted them in front of his gate.

Thinking that my mother used to take me to post couplets every year, and my father would only show off his cooking skills on the New Year's Eve, I couldn't help but sigh.

Originally, Wu Xiaotian wanted to get a pair of firecrackers to blow up, but when he thought that this was the end of the world, he had no choice but to give up.

During the process of pasting the door gods and couplets, whenever a zombie attacked Wu Xiaotian, he would be beheaded by Wu Xiaotian.There are more than 20 zombies in total, and none of them can survive the second knife.

Looking at the festive door gods, this pair of ancient generals have been standing in front of ordinary people's homes for countless years.But now it is no longer the common people who guard it, but the man-eating monsters.

Back in the house, the last tap water was released from the water tower, and I took a good bath to wash away all the bad luck of the year.

Find vacuum-packed chicken, beef, duck, etc. from the supplies, and then pour some of the contents of the cans into the bowl, and you will have a sumptuous dinner in the last days.Although Wu Xiaotian was not alone at home, Wu Xiaotian filled the table with bowls and chopsticks.

Sitting alone in front of the dining table, looking at the bowls and chopsticks.Thoughts back to the past.

Wu Xiaotian was mischievous when he was a child, and he would cause a lot of trouble every New Year's Eve. He used a toy gun to break the child's face, or used firecrackers to blow up the window glass of the neighbor's house, and then he was lectured by his strict father for a while. Pidianpidian followed his mother to post door gods and couplets in front of the door.Then I went home, looked at the relatives who had arrived, and cheered endlessly.

After the New Year's greetings one by one, with a small amount of lucky money, I went crazy with my cousin Wu Xiaolong.

In the evening, Wu Xiaolong would drag him home.Then my father took out two large hanging firecrackers and hung them on the bamboo poles, and asked Wu Xiaotian and Wu Xiaolong to carry one each.After his father lit the firecrackers, he watched Wu Xiaotian and Wu Xiaolong's reactions with all relatives.

After the sound of "crackling" firecrackers, my mother took out two long incense candles and some pork and beef, and began to worship heaven and ancestors with the elders.

After worshiping heaven and ancestors, the whole family started the New Year's Eve dinner.There was a sound of firecrackers outside, and the elders were drinking and drinking at the dinner table at home.But the juniors lay down on the food in the bowl, watched and drank the wine, but their minds were on those drinks that were usually difficult to drink.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, the whole family sat on the sofa, discussing today's gains and losses.And Wu Xiaotian and other juniors were waiting with anticipation for the opportunity to set off fireworks and firecrackers.After the "Spring Festival Gala" started, the uncle came back with a lot of fireworks and firecrackers, which made the juniors jump for joy.

After all the juniors finished their fight, they sat in front of the TV and watched it together.After the juniors couldn't help falling asleep, the adults began to pack their things.

But now, there are only empty bowls and chopsticks in front of the dinner table.I was thinking about my late uncle being burned by the raging fire.My heart was filled with sadness, tears fell down uncontrollably.

A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, but it doesn't reach the sad place.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, he lifted some meat to the roof, and started the Wu family's traditional sacrifice to heaven and ancestors.

After eating the New Year's Eve dinner alone, I came to the living room and randomly found a plate from the "Spring Festival Gala" for one year and put it in.

Holding the repaired mobile phone in hand, I look forward to a call from a friend or a text message, even if it is a text message from a service provider.The voice from the TV did not attract Wu Xiaotian's attention, what he cared about was the vibration from the mobile phone for a while.

Looking at the precious eight words on the phone in surprise, "Third dad, third aunt are well, don't worry." (Don't spray, the plot requires)

Smiling wildly, Wu Xiaotian held the phone like the most precious thing in the world.Excited, like a child who has received a long-awaited candy.

"Father, mother, and cousin are all fine, all are fine." In the last sentence, Wu Xiaotian yelled out with the loudest voice in his life. "I want to go north, I want to go north" holding the phone, yelling in my heart.

The crazy Wu Xiaotian finally calmed down.

Carefully calculating, what is the probability of success in going north now.The result made Wu Xiaotian very disappointed, the distance from Chuncheng to Yanjing was more than ten thousand miles. (Exaggerated, the actual distance is 2080 kilometers) Even if it is an express, it will take a day and a half.Not to mention that there are still countless zombies on the journey to Yanjing, and it is as difficult as traveling west with Master Sanzang.

But Wu Xiaotian received the best New Year gift in 22 years, although it was just a text message.

Wu Xiaotian picked up the phone and was about to call back, but the endless "Your area is not in the service area." Or just a busy tone.The mood wanted to smash the phone, but he couldn't bear the text messages on it, so he had to give up.

Sitting on the stool, my mind is full of various routes going north, but none of them are easy.For example, go straight north, nothing else.That is, the two major natural dangers, the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, are a difficult problem before us.The second is the problem of zombies. If you go from the sea, don't say you can't find a boat, even if you find a boat, Wu Xiaotian won't be able to drive it.The easiest is of course the plane.But there are no pilots, so it would be a good thing to catch a pilot who turned into a zombie to help you fly the plane, and if it doesn't eat you.

But Wu Xiaotian is not discouraged, because he knows that roads are dead but people are alive, and there will always be a way to go north.

It hurts to watch "Spring Festival Gala".Then I started what Wu Xiaotian has to do every Chinese New Year since he was 18 years old, keeping the year old.

It turned out that it was Wu Xiaotian who kept the New Year's Eve with Wu Xiaotian and Wu Xiaolong, but this year only Wu Xiaotian was left alone.

When we came to the roof, there was no sound of countless firecrackers, no giant fireworks sponsored by various entrepreneurs, but only a waning moon hanging alone in the sky.Just like Wu Xiaotian, without the company of stars.

The sky without industrial pollution is so beautiful, only the moonlight of a waning moon shines on the earth.

But there are no elegant people on the earth who appreciate the moon.

Wu Xiaotian found a bottle of red wine, sat on the top of the roof, and tasted the wine slowly.

January, one person, and one wine constitute this bleak and beautiful picture.