The air is filled with suffocating heat waves, and the sun is scorching hot. The sky in April is filled with the sun in July and August. The abnormal climate has caused a fatal blow to the vegetation in this season. The new shoots on the branches on both sides of the road are dying. Heads were lowered, and the young grass that had been carried on their backs in the wilderness a few days ago turned withered and yellow again, and they fell to the ground one after another, silently protesting to the scorching sun in the sky.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was driving a three-wheeled agricultural vehicle on the asphalt road, wearing a camouflage uniform. Collar to cuffs, waist to back. It was all soaked in sweat, and the oncoming hot wind didn't feel a trace of coolness on the face, only suffocation and depression. The clothes on his body were wet and dry, and when they were dry and wet again, large swaths of salt flowers appeared.
Yang Ke'er was sitting in the rear compartment, exhaling loudly, her camouflage uniform was off, and her upper body was neatly wearing a bra. In his hand, he fanned the wind with a piece of cardboard that had been dug out from nowhere, and stepped on the rice bag with his bare feet. There are food, drinking water, cooking utensils and utensils, as well as clothes and bedding.
Today is the third day after the rain stopped, and the second day after Zhang Xiaoqiang and his wife left the cave. Before departure, Yang Ke'er was dragged by Zhang Xiaoqiang and blocked the passage leading to the material platform with rubble. Unless the locals were familiar with the situation, they would never find the material behind the rubble. Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully hid the remaining half pot of rainwater in the deepest part of the cave.
When she was about to set off to continue exploring the end times, Yang Ke'er was very reluctant. Although the cave was very simple and the light was not good, it was safe and comfortable. The materials in the cave were moved back bit by bit by the two of them, like a small nest built by the two of them out of thin air with their hands.
"I'll be back!" Zhang Xiaoqiang assured Yang Ke'er, and when he got into the car, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought again: "No computer, no internet, no big boobs, the devil is willing to come back."
"It's so hot! It's so hot! It's so hot! It's so hot! It's so hot! It's so hot!" Yang Ke'er howled ghostly in the back compartment, as if this could take away all the heat from her body.
The large amount of water loss made Zhang Xiaoqiang a little dizzy, and the half-dry clothes full of salt flowers made his body uncomfortable, and Yang Ke'er was making a big noise behind Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears.
"crunch"
Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped the tricycle and shouted at Yang Keer: "Stop making noise, you're so annoying."
"..."
Yang Ke'er stopped talking, and the shaking cardboard in her hand shook more violently, venting her dissatisfaction in her heart.
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the empty plastic bottle in the cab and handed it to Yang Ke'er: "Put some water in it for me, and put some salt in it."
The throat is very dry, like the feeling of burning fire, and the voice is very hoarse.
"Uncle! It's so hot now, why don't you find a place to rest, aren't you too hot? Okay?"
Yang Ke'er didn't care at all that she was only wearing a bra on her upper body, she was swaying her waist and acting like a baby to Zhang Xiaoqiang, her fair and smooth skin was steamed red, looking like a big apple.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in front of him, waited for Yang Keer to hand over the water bottle and drank wildly, until the bottom of the bottle was turned upside down and no more water could be poured out.
"How are you, Uncle! I'm going to suffer from heat stroke, look, I have red spots on my skin!"
Zhang Ke'er persisted in persuading Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"I don't yell when I drive, but your driver is yelling here!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang despises Yang Ke'er, the little girl now just can't bear hardships, when she was looking for a job, she used to ride a bicycle in the hot weather, and she would ride for a whole day, and if she didn't have money to buy water, she just drank the tap water on the side of the road!
"Hmph! After all, I'm your future wife, so why do you love her so much? Otherwise, I'll stand naked on the roof of the car and blow the air without even wearing bottoms and pants. Let's see who suffers!"
Yang Ke'er started spitting, threatening Zhang Xiaoqiang by shaking her fist. Although the name of fiancee was added by himself.
"..."
Yang Ke'er's threat was very effective, Zhang Xiaoqiang also thought about it: "This little girl can still do this kind of thing, if she is really seen by others, it will be a big loss."
"Although Yang Ke'er's figure is not good now, she still looks good when she tidies up her small appearance. She's still young but she still has infinite possibilities in the future. I've been raising her so carefully for so long. It was so hard to cry."
Zhang Xiaoqiang completely forgot how he bullied Yang Keer on weekdays.
"Okay, okay! I'm afraid of you! Then find a place to rest!" Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt that the temperature was not right, and wanted to find a place to relax.
"Oh! Victory! All imperial ideas are paper tigers!"
Yang Ke'er was overjoyed and shouted the slogan in the cave, then saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression was wrong, stuck out her tongue and be honest.
There is an evergreen tree not far from the roadside. The trunk is so thick that three people can't hug it. The huge canopy supports a shade, and it feels cool to look at.
Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly drove the car under the tree, and before it stopped, the little girl jumped out of the car with the horn gun in hand. The shade under the tree dissipated a lot of the scorching heat from her body, Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled a breath of heat and was about to get out of the car.
A slender figure suddenly jumped down from the canopy and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood up, with one foot standing in the cab and the other hanging in the air. He didn't have the slightest ability to react to the rushing figure, he just saw a pair of red eyes, a mouthful of white fangs biting his throat, his mind went blank, his whole body was so straight that he couldn't even close his eyes.
"Pa" Yang Ke'er had sharp eyesight and quick hands, swung the horn spear with his right hand and smashed it on the figure with an afterimage.
"Boom" was like a hammer hitting a watermelon. The thing's head was smashed open by the huge force of the horn gun, and eyeballs, brains, blood, and broken bones scattered into the air.
The thing hadn't landed yet, and Zhang Xiaoqiang hadn't let out a breath yet. Another figure jumped down from the canopy and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Yang Ke'er ran out of spear style, so she could only sweep towards the thing with the gun sideways, but the spear style was too old and weak.
The thing turned sideways in the air and changed its shape to avoid the horn gun. Then it corrected the angle with its hind feet on the horn and continued to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang had already reacted, kicked his right foot on the seat before the thing pounced on him, and jumped backwards.
"Bang" and "pop" Zhang Xiaoqiang and the thing fell to the ground one after the other, the huge vibration almost made Zhang Xiaoqiang gasp, even breathing became difficult.
The thing jumped up the moment it landed like a spring and continued to bite Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the ground before he had time to sit up, the thing was in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his left arm to block the throat, and only thought in his mind: "Don't let it bite your throat."
As soon as his left hand sank, the thing bit the cuff of his left hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang exerted force with his left arm and brought the thing with his back down, smashing it to the ground fiercely, and then his whole body fell on his left arm.
Scarlet eyeballs, pale fangs, and a round head. Zhang Xiaoqiang had a close contact with it face to face, a strong stench unique to animals rushed into his nose, making Zhang Xiaoqiang teary.
Pressing that thing with his whole body, he clenched his right hand into a fist and hit that thing's head, once and again, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know how many punches he punched, the fist was dripping with blood, his skin was torn apart, and the bones could be seen faintly, and the head of that thing was also bloody and bloody. Can't see what it looks like.
Feeling that there was no movement under his body, Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a long breath, lying on the ground and looking at the crown of the tree, he gasped.