The village road has long been unknown, and I step on the thin snowflakes. The first thing I remember is not my beautiful childhood, but a nightmare. The background of the nightmare that I remember the most when I was a child was on the way back to the village.

I still have memories of that nightmare.

At night when I couldn't see my fingers, on the rugged forest path, some non-human beings with blood-red eyes, everything in front of me turned dark red, and the murderous monsters attacked in groups, fleeing in fear and helplessness, the whole world seemed like

Occupied by monsters, you will find enemies wherever you run.

Aimless running, avoiding, tearful helplessness and panic, extreme depression, not daring to make a sound for fear of being heard by the monster, but no matter how hard you run, the monster will always appear, and you will be caught.

At that moment, his father suddenly appeared in front of him and took him to escape from the terrifying hunting ground.

Frightening memories surged up, like seedlings bursting out of the ground, breaking through the bloody trap, bringing more memories, and many things came back to his mind. Chu Xiang found that he even clearly remembered that time

After waking up from the nightmare, his grandmother hugged him until dawn. Later, his mother used the clothes of his deceased grandfather as patches and sewed them into each of his clothes.

It is a custom in the countryside that if children have nightmares at night, let them wear the clothes of deceased elders in the family. This can prevent children from having nightmares. Every household in the village will leave some clothes of deceased elders.

Recalling this nightmare, Chu Xiang discovered that the previous nightmare was just a subconscious reaction to reality. When he was a child, his parents went out to make a living, and his sister was already in junior high school and living at the school. The two brothers could only live with their grandmother in the village. It took a long time for their parents to come back.

Once, this nightmare was just about missing my parents and hoping that my father would be around to prevent me from being bullied.

The familiar yard appeared in front of me. The three tiled houses where I once lived with my grandma had completely collapsed. The wedding bed where my parents got married was gone. When they were very young, the three siblings slept with their grandma.

This big bed has grown up.

Snowflakes were falling, and the yard was covered with snowflakes. It was white, like a holy heaven, and Chu Xiang didn't want to step on it to desecrate it. When he was in elementary school, this yard was the gathering point for all the children in the village, playing glass beads and skipping rope together.

, doing homework together and playing around together. Although we are poor, we are very happy.

When I was a little older, my sister lived in junior high school, and the two brothers lived with my grandma. My grandma raised three hens, and the hens would lay eggs every day. Every morning, grandma would take two eggs and fry them, boil them, or cook them.

Steaming, sometimes there are no vegetables, these two uneaten eggs are the lunch dishes for the two brothers. Two eggs for three people to eat twice, this is so unimaginable to Chu Xiang now.

Walking south along the route in memory, this is the road to primary school. It is covered with ice and snow, and the path is difficult to identify. Chu Xiang remembers that there is a deep ditch on the road. The elders in the village said that it was a trench dug by Japanese soldiers, with running water.

Due to the erosion, the bottom became very wide, at least ten meters deep. Every time I passed this ditch on my way to school, I had to jump over it.

The trench is still the same as before, half of it has been frozen by ice and snow. The place where I jumped over before has become wider, wide enough for an adult to jump over. Beyond the trench is a mass grave in the woods. At that time, there were often nervous people.

Abnormal adults appear on the road, sometimes chasing children going to school

, especially at night, when returning from evening self-study, when they meet those people, everyone will be scared and run all the way. The most terrifying thing is that sometimes there are unburied coffins parked in the woods, and the dazzling bright red color makes

Everyone was very scared and could only reduce the fear in their hearts by running wildly.

Glancing at the mass grave, there was of course no bright red coffin parked there. A smile appeared on Chu Xiang's lips. These things that would have frightened him to death when he was a child, now seemed so unworthy of mentioning.

If fear makes people want to be strong, this may be part of the reason for who I am today.

These are not Chu Xiang’s most profound memories. In the entire elementary school, the most profound memory was being beaten. The way to school passes through the next village. The children in the next village are the nightmare of the children in several nearby villages. If you use a

To put it more exaggeratedly, it can probably be said that almost all students in the entire elementary school are evil-doers.

People from this village have beaten them, and the parents of the children who beat them are proud of it. The teachers in the school are too angry to speak out, and they dare not take care of them. As a result, there have been large-scale outbreaks in two villages.

During the confrontation, local guns and cannons were deployed on the football field outside the school, and a fight almost broke out. Children in other villages were so frightened that they did not dare to leave the school after school.

Thinking of this, Chu Xiang scanned the surrounding broken eaves and broken walls, looking for traces of human habitation. Such people must be eradicated.

The former primary school has disappeared in the repeated erosion of the sea water, leaving only some walls that are unwilling to fall. The teachers have probably disappeared into the sea water. The one who hit himself with a board because he did not get a perfect score of 98 in the exam.

I don’t know what happened to the math teacher who slapped his palm more than a dozen times. I don’t know what happened to the little girl who was beaten by him. Thinking of being beaten by the little girl’s father because of this, Chu Xiang felt very angry. That was his first time.

This is the only time I hit a woman so far.

Less than two kilometers northeast of the elementary school is the middle school Chu Xiang attended. After entering junior high school, Chu Xiang could be said to be like a duck in water. Most of the people in the next village did not go to junior high school. Those people were either causing trouble or stealing. Many of them started taking drugs and robbing.

, 90% of the dozen or so murders in the neighborhood were their fault, and I heard that several of them were randomly shot to death by the police.

He was beaten a lot in elementary school. In junior high school, Chu Xiang realized that he needed to have a strong body and began to exercise hard. While leading the performance, Chu Xiang was also the main force of the school football team and a member of the school table tennis team from the second grade of junior high school.

The teaching buildings of the junior high school are still standing strong and upright. This is probably a common feature of the buildings in the 1990s. Even the turbulent sea water cannot take away their backbone.

Stepping on the stairs covered with ice crystals, I walked up to the former classroom. There was only a piece of rotten wood left behind the locked door. The scene of being pulled up from a deep sleep by the teacher and going to the blackboard to answer questions was still vivid in my mind.

Chu Xiang likes to sleep in class and plays football every morning when he wakes up. Of course he is tired and sleepy during class. He likes to play around at noon and does not take a nap. He only catches up on sleep during class in the afternoon. He becomes more energetic during self-study in the evening. All his schoolwork is done by self-study in the evening.

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Standing in the corridor, the figure of a girl suddenly appeared in Chu Xiang's mind. The squad leader, that gentle and beautiful girl, Chu Xiang laughed. Many years later, Chu Xiang realized that the chance encounter in the corridor was not a chance encounter, but a deliberate wait.

It turns out that the most outstanding girl in the class is actually an admirer of himself, the god of sleep. If his female classmate didn't reveal it later at the party, he wouldn't have realized it.

The girl's expression of quietly walking away has disappeared from her memory, but the class teacher's scolding still seems to be echoing in the classroom. From then on, she seemed to be the target of all the teachers, and was tricked by the math teacher with a clever question.

I still feel like laughing when I think about how I cursed half a class.

The best time was probably junior high school. I had things I liked and people I liked, but I was too ignorant at that time to keep everything in my heart.

What impressed me the most was probably a group of teachers at the school who had dislocated their wrists. They heard that the elderly vice-principal would treat them, so they came to the door anxiously. The kind smile of the vice-principal was so warm, and the relief of being rejuvenated by the wonderful hand was unforgettable.

The principal is a thin old man who has retired a long time ago. I heard that the chairman personally went to his home to invite him to be the principal. Almost every night and morning, Chu Xiang can see the principal patrolling. Sometimes the cold wind howls, and the tight

Even though I felt cold even though I was wrapped in a quilt, the principal showed up on time and gently warned my classmates who were huddled in bed and reading with the lamp on.

The most special thing in the school are the three physical education teachers who patrol the school every day. One is tall and handsome. He wears leather shoes and a suit every day. I heard that many female teachers like him. He is a famous handsome guy. The other has a well-proportioned figure and always has a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He has a smile that looks like he is fascinated. He is 1.75 meters tall and can dunk at will. He is even better with the drop ball. I heard that he is ranked high in the city in football and basketball. I often say that you guys can be half as good as me.

Just fine.

The most special thing is another physical education teacher, who is slightly fat and has a hot temper. I heard that he often fights with the young and Dangerous boys outside, but he never beats the students at school. In order to protect the students from being bullied by the bad guys, he bought it.

Dozens of steel pipes came back, and senior students were often summoned to practice fighting. As soon as they found out that the Young and Dangerous boys were making trouble, with a shout, everyone immediately grabbed the steel pipes and swarmed over, making Chu Xiang envious at that time.

Thinking of the various teachers, Chu Xiang suddenly smiled. Almost every teacher in the school has something special. The geography teacher is an old man in his sixties. He gets up at six o'clock every day to run and exercise. Regardless of rain or shine, his muscles are enough to compare with now.

A fitness instructor who is incredibly patient and sometimes quick

Even after lights out, he came to the dormitory with books to give lectures. The math teacher had a hot temper and often scolded Chu Xiang bloody, but would turn around and explain difficult problems to Chu Xiang in detail. The chemistry teacher would leave as soon as the bell rang. He never

In her words, dragging the classroom means that it cannot interfere with students’ playtime during class.

Every teacher is completely different, but they all care about their students. The teachers at that time were real teachers, not teachers with only teaching tasks. Whether they were the principal or the teachers of various subjects, they all cared about the students, whether in study or life.

, teachers who work hard and do their best to guide students to the right path. They are very cute, purely responsible, and only hope that students will succeed.

However, after reaching high school, I have never encountered such a teacher again. This may also be one of the reasons for the failure of Chinese education.

The best memory of his school days, Chu Xiang suddenly felt that he could express his respect. After all, there were probably not many left here.

He jumped off the building, drew his sword out of its sheath, and wrote a poem on the wall:

When I came to enlightenment, I saw the ancient rivers and seas.

Traveling all over the sky to visit my door.

Xiangdao occasionally asked about the human world,

One sword, one Kunlun.

Your past protection will be the driving force for me to move forward. I will try my best to fulfill your wishes and be a good student who never goes against my will from now on. Standing at the school gate, Chu Xiang bowed.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, snowflakes are flying, and the temperature in June is like a human being in the last days, cold and bone-chilling, but at this time, Chu Xiang's heart is as warm as spring.

Chu Xiang turned around and left. He had found his true heart, and this was destined to be a lonely road.

The deserted countryside, with no grass or trees, the stubborn high-rise buildings that don't want to bow their heads are still fighting against the sky, and there is no sign of any living creatures on the vast white land. This is Zhenhai, a once prosperous and wealthy seaport city.

The sudden war destroyed this city with a population of more than 8 million. Two 800,000-ton nuclear bombs exploded above the city, destroying the fleet in the harbor and the largest military airport in the south. It also destroyed everything in this city.

The city has become extinct.

The comings and goings of two years have not been able to wash away the sadness of this city. Although the seawater has taken away the radiation of most of the extinct creatures, it is still difficult to survive here and is inaccessible. After all, it is only more than 30 kilometers away from the center of the explosion. The current radiation value

It's still around five to six hundred roentgens per hour, and even wild beasts won't come close.

Wild beasts will not come, because wild beasts only want to survive, but humans are not wild beasts. People have families and cares, and humans are not wild beasts.

The north wind was like a knife, and the ice was biting. Chu Xiang walked northward under the falling snowflakes. After a hundred miles, there began to be traces of wild beasts. Wild beasts with stronger radiation resistance have dared to come here, but most of these beasts are fleshy.

It is rough and unpalatable, and people with poor health will be harmed by radiation if they eat it, ranging from serious illness to severe body ulcers and death.

The beasts along the way felt Chu Xiang's fierce aura and fled away one after another. These beasts were much smarter than humans and would immediately retreat when encountering powerful creatures. Unlike humans, there are always mantises acting as chariots.

Continuing to the north, the number of mammals migrating south to avoid the cold increases sharply, and ferocious beasts can be seen patrolling everywhere. The extremely cold weather in the north forces most mammals to go south for the winter, and the same goes for humans. Most humans also have to migrate south. Mutation due to radiation

Although the strength of the beasts has increased greatly, they are still difficult to compete with humans holding guns. Humans need to survive and eat, and the beasts also need to survive and avoid humans. They can only enter high places that humans dare not enter.

radiation zone.

Weak beasts have poor radiation resistance, so they can only survive in a humble way close to the human boundary. The meat of these beasts is mostly tender, which dooms them to a tragic fate.

"It looks like your luck is not good today." Chu Xiang sighed lightly.

A mutated creature with its limbs covered in scales and hair all over its body, standing as tall as a man, was grabbed by the neck and lifted by Chu Xiang. He didn't dare to move. There was a look of prayer in his eyes. After a closer look, it turned out to be a mutated dog.

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"You are lucky." Chu Xiang said, throwing down the mutated dog.

The tall and strong mutated dog did not run away, but carefully waggled its tail and rubbed Chu Xiang's feet.

"A good dog doesn't block the way." Chu Xiang looked cold and kicked the fawning dog. The mutated dog ran away wagging its tail.
To be continued...