Chapter 212

It was late at night, dark clouds covered the sky, darkness covered the grassland, a little bonfire lit up the sky in the distance, but there was no spark near. It was dark. Here was the civilian cave of the camp.

A dark shadow appeared beside the dilapidated tent and stood for a long time. It seemed to be looking for something. He muttered, "why is it missing? It's still here during the day. Is it a ghost again?".

A young voice trembled and said, "are you a man or a ghost? Do you want to take me away?".

Hearing someone talking, the shadow remembered and asked, "do you know where Zhuoma's family has gone?"

An old voice answered in Chinese, "you are the Han man Zhuoma said. In the afternoon, someone took Zhuoma's family to the middle of the camp. Go there and find him.".

The black shadow man is Lu Ziming. He can't ride much faster than walking. He rushed to the last settlement and managed to kill four zombies. He hurried back and found that it was dark and couldn't find Zhuoma's home.

The camp is divided into the front, middle and rear areas. The front area is where cattle and sheep are placed. In the rear area, poor shepherds live. People with sheep and power live in the middle of the camp. There is a symbol of identity and power. The closer it is to the Taiji tent, the more it is a symbol of identity.

"Old man, do you know who picked up Zhuoma's family?"

"It was wendonna who picked up the Zhuoma family."

I don't know who wendona is in the old man's mouth. The language pronunciation is different in many cases, just as Zhuoma calls Lu Ziming "road". As long as Zhuoma has no accident, she can be found in the camp.

Fortunately, the camp is not big, and most of the herdsmen in the camp understand Chinese. After Lu Ziming said Zhuoma's name with a twist while making gestures, he finally found the newly moved Zhuoma family in the middle of the camp.

Zhuoma's mother only met once. Maybe Zhuoma said something to her mother. Seeing Lu Ziming, she immediately welcomed him into the tent.

The tent is bigger and newer than where Zhuoma used to live. It is also the first gift Zhuoma received after she became a superman. In addition to Zhuoma lying on the felt, there was a woman sitting next to her in the tent. Lu Ziming had seen this woman twice. She was the woman who brought herself to the camp. She didn't know her name.

Lu Ziming was surprised by the appearance of the woman. Thinking of Zhuoma's move, he guessed that the woman's name was probably wendonna.

Wendonna looked at Lu Ziming who came in from outside. She had no superfluous reaction. She still said coldly on her face: "road! How are you doing in the camp these days? Why don't you come to us? Don't you want to go home?".

Lu Ziming pretended to be surprised and said, "why? You want to send me back. I'm not familiar here. I've long wanted to go home.".

The camp has just finished the summer Lake Festival, and now a warrior trial is being held. Wendonna asks herself if she wants to go home. It's obviously tempting. If she can't see this, he doesn't have to go out of the grassland. Maybe it's better to stay here.

"Why didn't I see where you went today?"

Is this an interrogation? Are you their prisoner? Lu Ziming felt disgusted and said coldly, "hang around in the camp and ride out. Even if you go back, you should learn to ride first.".

Wendonna didn't ask again. Maybe she also felt that Lu Ziming was rejecting her. Turning around and lying Zhuoma said, "you have a good rest. Don't participate in the competition tomorrow. Take good care of your body. I'll go back first.".

Lu Ziming watched wendonna leave. Their eyes collided and separated in an instant. It seemed that nothing had happened.

Zhuoma lying on the ground looked at Lu Ziming and said, "wendonna is my forehead. She has always taken good care of me. She is very nice. There must be some misunderstanding between you.".

Misunderstanding! The difference between them is eighteen thousand miles. They didn't know each other before and won't know each other in the future. What misunderstanding can there be. In the final analysis, I was wary of myself. I was afraid that seltan's killing of the wolf king would be exposed. Do I care about it very much? I didn't admit it at the beginning, and I won't admit it in the future.

"Don't think about it. Eat this fortified meat and try to compete tomorrow." Lu Ziming didn't understand what wendonna and Zhuoma said when they left.

"Lu! Do you think I can take part in tomorrow's game like this?"

"So no, don't you want to be a warrior on the grassland? You've seen warriors lying in hospital beds, only standing warriors, no lying heroes. No matter what the result of tomorrow's game is, as long as you work hard, there will be no regrets in life, you know?"

Zhuoma didn't understand, but she knew that Lu Ziming was good to herself. She nodded and said, "I'll stick to it. As long as I stick to it, I won't regret it.".

"Have a good rest. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Lu! Stay here and we'll sleep together."

Lu Ziming smiled. He was not used to everyone sleeping together, especially Zhuoma's mother in the room. Even if it rained, he would rather sleep in the stable for a night, at least not worry about a zombie attack.

Out of the tent, I saw that the sky was still dark and there was no light. I was afraid it would rain. I really wanted to sleep in the stable.

Before taking a few steps, the big bean raindrops fell from the dark sky. "It's really Tamar's crow mouth. It's best to have a whole day. Zhuoma can have more leisure tomorrow". While cursing God, he was happy to delay time and ran wildly in the direction of the stable with unknown mood. Even if I slept beside the dead people, I would care about the smell in the stable. The key is that it is quiet and can practice at ease.

Sitting on the haystack of the horse shed, listening to the "ticking" sound of the rain on the shed, I remembered the "ticking" sound of the war horses. The noisy camp immediately quieted down, and more people moved to the "battlefield" and hid in the brightly lit tent to get drunk.

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky and lit up the dark night sky. A young man rushed into the stable with his head covered in the rain. He glanced imperceptibly at the people sitting on the haystack, as if he had found something subconsciously: "horse thief!"

The crowd shouted something. In a flash, they had rushed to the people on the haystack, kicked them on the chest, followed by another foot, and their fists fell like rain. The people on the haystack curled up together and shouted "help".

The man beat for a while and looked blandly at the humanity on the ground: "you are Chinese! Who brought you here and what are you doing here". This time, the man said Sinicization.

The people on the ground seemed to understand and said loudly, "I was brought by wendonna. Why did you hit me?"