Chapter 41

The air is full of suffocating heat waves, scorching sun. The sky in April is full of the sun in July and August. The abnormal climate has dealt a fatal blow to the vegetation in this season. The sprouts on the branches on both sides of the road hang their heads to death. In the wilderness, some days ago, the fresh grass turned yellow again and fell to the ground, A silent protest against the sun in the sky.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, the driver of a three wheeled agricultural vehicle, was driving on the oil parking road, wearing a camouflage suit. Collar to cuff, waist to back. It's all wet with sweat. The hot wind blows on my face without any coolness. Some are just suffocating and depressing. The clothes on the body are wet and dry, dry and wet, and there are lots of salt spray.

Yang Ke'er is sitting in the back carriage shouting hot, camouflage clothes off in one side, upper body smooth wearing a bib. I don't know where to turn out the cardboard in hand, fanning, two barefoot son stepped on the rice bag. There were food, drinking water, cooking utensils, tableware, clothes and bedding.

Today is the third day after the rain stopped, and the second day after Zhang Xiaoqiang and Zhang Xiaoqiang set out from the cave. Just before departure, Yang Ke'er was pulled by Zhang Xiaoqiang and blocked the access to the material platform with gravel. As long as the local people who are not familiar with the situation will never find the materials behind the gravel pile. The remaining half pot of rainwater was carefully hidden in the deepest part of the cave by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

When he was about to set out to continue to explore the end of the world, Yang Ke'er was very reluctant. Although the cave was very simple and the light was not good, Kesheng was safe and comfortable. The materials in the cave were moved back little by little by two people, just like a small nest built little by little with their hands.

"I'll be back!" Zhang Xiaoqiang assured Yang Ke'er that when he got on the bus, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought again: "no computer, no network, no big wave sister, ghosts are willing to come back."

"How hot! How hot! so hot!!! How hot! How hot! It's so hot! " Yang Ke'er was crying and howling in the back compartment, as if she could take away the heat from her body.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little dizzy because of the loss of a lot of water. His clothes full of salt and semi dry clothes made him feel uncomfortable. In addition, Yang Ke'er made a lot of noise in the back of Tiangong, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears buzzing.

"Creak"

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped the tricycle and yelled at Yang Ke'er: "don't make a noise. It's boring."

“。。。。。”

Yang Ke'er stops and shakes the cardboard more violently to vent his dissatisfaction.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the empty plastic bottle in the cab and handed it to Yang Ke'er: "fill me with water and put some salt in it."

The voice is very dry, like the feeling of burning fire, the voice is very hoarse.

"Uncle! It's so hot now. Find a place to rest. Aren't you too hot? Is that all right? "

Yang Ke'er doesn't care about her upper body. She only wears a bra and shakes her waist to pamper Zhang Xiaoqiang. Her white and smooth skin is steaming red and looks like a big apple.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turns a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in front of him. When Yang Ke'er passes the water bottle over, he drinks it until the bottom of the bottle can't pour out a drop of water.

"How are you, uncle! I'm going to get heatstroke. You see, I've got erythema on my skin! "

Zhang Ke'er continues to persuade Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"I don't even yell when I'm driving, but you're barking here!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang despises Yang Ke'er. Now the little girl just can't bear the hardships. When she was looking for a job, she used to ride a bicycle on a hot day. If she didn't have money to buy water, she would drink it with the tap water on the side of the road!

"Well! How can I say that I am also your future wife? Do you love your wife so much? Otherwise, I'll stand on the top of the car and blow my hair. I don't even wear bottoms and trousers. I'll see who will suffer! "

Yang Ke'er began to splash, shaking his small fist at Zhang Xiaoqiang and threatening him. Although the name of the fiancee is his own.

“。。。。。。”

Yang Ke'er's threat is very effective, Zhang Xiaoqiang also thought: "this kind of thing little girl is still working out, if you want to be seen by others, it's really a big loss."

"Although Yang Ke'er's figure is not very good now, it's still very good to clean up her small appearance. She is still young now, but she still has unlimited possibilities in the future. She has been holding her breath carefully for such a long time. If she is really hooked by Xiaobai Lian, she really can't cry."

Zhang Xiaoqiang forgets how he bullies Yang Ke'er on weekdays.

"All right, all right! 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 is overjoyed and shouts the slogans in the cave. Then he sees that Zhang Xiaoqiang's face is not right and he sticks out his tongue.Not far from the roadside, there is an evergreen tree. The trunk is very thick, and the three people can't hold it together. The huge crown of the tree holds up a piece of shade, which makes us feel cool.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly drove the car to the tree. Before it stopped, the little girl jumped out of the car with a horn gun. The shade of the tree dispelled the heat. Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed out a breath of heat to get off.

A slender figure suddenly jumps down from the tree crown and pounces on Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood up, one foot standing in the cab, one foot hanging in the air. He had no ability to react to the coming figure. He saw a pair of red eyes and white tusks biting at his throat. His mind was blank, his whole body was straight and tight, and he could not even close his eyes.

"Pa" Yang Ke'er has a bright eye and a quick hand. He waves his horn gun with his right hand and smashes his shadow on the figure.

"Bang" is like a hammer hitting a watermelon. The head of that thing is smashed by the huge force of the horn gun, and the eyeballs, brains, blood and broken bones are thrown into the air.

It hasn't landed yet, and Zhang Xiaoqiang hasn't breathed out yet. Another figure jumped down from the tree crown and rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Yang Ke'er's gun style was exhausted, so he could only sweep the thing across the gun body. Unfortunately, the gun style was old and had no strength.

That thing sideways in the air, changes its shape, avoids the horn gun, and then corrects its angle with its hind foot on the horn, and continues to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang has already reacted. Before that thing pours on his body, he pushes his right foot on the seat and jumps back.

"Bang" and "pa" Zhang Xiaoqiang and that thing fell to the ground one after another. The huge vibration almost made Zhang Xiaoqiang breathless and even difficult to breathe.

It jumped up like a spring at the moment of landing and continued to bite Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat.

Before Zhang Xiaoqiang had time to sit up on the ground, the thing was already in front of him. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his left arm to block the throat, thinking only: "never let it bite the throat."

As soon as his left hand sank, it bit on the cuff of his left hand. Zhang Xiaoqiang's left arm worked hard, with the back of his hand facing down, smashed it on the ground, and then his whole body overwhelmed his left arm.

Scarlet eyeballs, white tusks, round head. Zhang Xiaoqiang made a face-to-face intimate contact with it, a strong animal's unique smell ran into the nose, smoked Zhang Xiaoqiang tears.

He pressed the thing all over his body and smashed his right hand into a fist on the thing's head. One after another, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know how many fists he had smashed. His fists were full of blood and flesh. He could see the bones faintly. His head was too bloody to see the original shape clearly.

Feeling that there was no movement under him, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a long breath and lay on the ground, looking at the tree crown to gasp