Apocalyptic Dark Age

Pieces of grilled fish were charred and crispy on the bonfire, exuding a strong aroma. The snow-white salt flowers were crystal clear under the irradiation of the bonfire. From time to time, green smoke rose from the fire. There was a noisy hustle and bustle in the camp with hundreds of people. There was a lot of noise, with men laughing and women screaming from time to time.

The beast as huge as an elephant was quickly dismembered under the sharp knives and axes. The most juicy meat from each part was continuously delivered to everyone's hands and stacked on the stone grill. From time to time, bright red flames came from the stone grill. The gap came out and disappeared in a flash. The barbecue stuck to the stone was squeaking with oil. The spices sent by the peak were sprinkled on the barbecue for free. People who were tired of barbecue were attracted by this rich flavor. The aroma aroused my appetite again. I swallowed my saliva and stared at the barbecue without blinking.

Bare-butt children were running around in the camp, noisily staring at the new clothes on women. The tight-waisted military uniforms made every man's blood boil. Many people couldn't wait for dinner and dragged them. The lover slipped into the darkness, and a moan full of primitive breath came from the scene.

Maple Leaf Hill ignored several women who wanted to show off their new clothes. He caressed the five-foot-long sharp steel knife in his hands infatuatedly. The rough-shaped steel knife had thousands of cloud patterns layered on top of each other, like sedimentary rocks. The sharp blade exuded a faint chill next to the hot campfire, filling his heart with joy.

As a member of the Xianjun Jialuo, he possesses powerful lethality that cannot be matched by swords and guns, but in his heart he prefers sharp cold weapons. In his eyes, sharp knives have been separated from the category of weapons, and they are like exquisite works of art that fascinate him. In addition to With the delicate steel knife in his hand, he was not interested in anything, whether it was women or barbecued meat sprinkled with spices and salt.

Scout No. 3 was like a guard, standing upright behind Gao Feng. Dozens of young and unrestrained women, or women with big breasts and fat buttocks, were giving him passionate looks. Unfortunately, these looks were all done to him. It was shown to the blind man that these women put on new clothes. Apart from the fact that the men who are used to this place are refreshing, they have no attraction to outsiders at all, not to mention that 03 does not understand these at all.

Gao Feng sat next to Rishan Jialuo and chatted with him. Neither of them got to the point. They talked like a mountain, talking nonsense and hiding their wits in their words, testing each other. Gao Feng seemed to be young. , but with rich experience and the foundation accumulated from the information explosion in their previous lives, the two of them were at odds with each other for a while, and neither one of them found out the details from the other's mouth.

When the barbecued fish and some vegetables and fruits were served, Rishan Jialuo waved his hand and said proudly:

"Bring it up and let the distinguished guests taste the Chiba Agarwood unique to our Maple Leaf family..."

Before he finished speaking, two beautiful girls in military uniforms came forward carrying dark clay pots. These two girls were different from other women. They exuded a youthful and sweet atmosphere, with picturesque eyebrows and waists like willow branches. Tiao, both angry and smiling, have a unique charm, but this did not give Gao Feng any idea. To put it bluntly, any moderator officer on the battleship is prettier than the women here, let alone Masati and Kalai. Such a stunning beauty?

What surprised Gao Feng was that the clay pots in the hands of the two girls were enough to weigh thirty or forty kilograms. Even strong men would have difficulty hugging each other, but the girls held them with one hand and walked over with three steps. The heavy clay pots fell two times. In front of the person, there was a dull sound of heavy objects falling, which made Gao Feng's heart suddenly move. These two girls were probably showing off their advanced skills and extraordinary skills.

"Come on, come on, this is the best thing I have here. You can't drink it outside anymore. Apart from my Maple Leaf family, there is no other family that can brew this kind of wine..."

Before speaking, Rishan Jialuo opened the mud seal, and a strong aroma of wine immediately enveloped Gao Feng, making him intoxicated. It was as if he had returned to the previous era, leading the remaining soldiers off the battlefield, raising a glass and drinking with heroic spirit. Tragedy, every break means that hundreds of old faces disappear from the side. Only when the memory is occasionally triggered, will the fallen comrades be remembered.

Holding the black pottery bowl, half the bowl of turbid wine swayed slightly, and the loud voice of Split Shankara came to his ears. Gao Feng's mind was full of all the past life, and he didn't listen to a word. He raised the glass and drank it in one gulp, winning Split Shan Jia. Luo shouted.

Chinese characteristics are often passed down across time and space. Just like now, the two people who were wary of each other just now have erased the gap between them because of a bowl of wine. Men like to talk with wine, and the more they drink, the more they drink. The more generous you are, no one likes to communicate with people who are small-minded. Gao Feng, because wine brings back the memories of his past life and misses his deceased comrades. No matter how much wine he drinks, he drinks it all in one gulp. Needless to say, Split Mountain Jiala, as the master, cannot Watching the guests drinking, not to mention the magnanimous performance of Gao Feng, hundreds of sets of clothes were given away at any time, various tools and axes that were considered sophisticated even by top families were thrown to him without blinking an eye, as well as a large amount of salt and spices. , these things are also worth a lot of money in the mainland, but they are even more valuable here.

After going back and forth, his guard was down. One-eye split mountain directly called Gao Feng brother. His son was very dissatisfied with this. He was dragged to Gao Feng by his old man and insisted on calling him uncle. Although he couldn't beat Gao Feng, Gao Feng's age seemed He was only a few years older than him, so this cheap uncle really didn't deserve it.

But the long-term power of One-Eye Split Mountain forced him to lower his head and call out "old uncle" in aggrieved manner. Unexpectedly, Gao Feng threw a weird whip as a greeting gift, which made him jump with joy. This whip was taken from the wild beast. The long-tongued whip is a rare supernatural weapon, and it is processed with modern technology. It can be held in the hand like an arm and used slightly, and it can be sharper than a steel knife. It is the right weapon for him, making his combat effectiveness much better. On the third floor, this great favor made him forget about his unpleasantness with Gao Feng. He also picked up his wine bowl and started drinking with Gao Feng. With the cheerful crowd around him, the atmosphere immediately became lively.

The alcohol content of One-eyed Split Mountain was neither high nor low. It was in the 30s or 40s. After drinking too much, Gao Feng began to sober up. At this time, because he didn't want to lose to Gao Feng, Lu Shan Jialu drank twice as much alcohol as Gao Feng and turned into a big tongue. He and Gao Feng were like brothers. He grabbed Gao Feng's shoulders, held the wine bowl and shouted like a bell:

"It turns out that I'm from the Xuanye family. I know the Xuanye family. It's a big and old family. The hairs on their backs are thicker than our waists. There are more people in the Split Mountain Garo than in our entire family. I told you earlier. Well, if you had told me earlier, I would..."

"Dad, you drank too much..."

Maple Leaf Xiaoshan saw his father's ugly appearance, drank the wine bowl in one gulp, and shouted at his father, hoping that he would wake up and stop being so embarrassed. Unexpectedly, One Eye Split Mountain slapped his son, and then hugged his son. He put his head on his head and cried bitterly, crying and saying:

"Our Maple Leaf family is miserable. I feel miserable. Decades have passed like this. I think back then, the Maple Leaf family was also a well-known time-honored brand. If you want to put it aside, what do you want? Do you need to rare these things? As long as If you like it, I can even get you a mountain of knives. Now look, look, what have we become? We are worse than refugees. We are left in this corner with no home, so we might as well just die... ….”

At this time, the Maple Leaf family's dignity was exposed. Gao Feng didn't say anything. He just drank wine and ate meat, as if he didn't hear anything. Maple Leaf Xiaoshan was extremely anxious, but he didn't dare to slap his father. He could only hug One-Eye Split Mountain and said repeatedly:

"Dad, you are drunk. Go to bed when you are drunk. I will go with you..."

"Go away..."

With a loud shout, Split Mountain Garo's momentum completely exploded, and Maple Leaf Hill screamed and flew backwards. The one-eyed Split Mountain, who had knocked away his son, slapped Gao Feng on the shoulder and said with a big tongue:

"I...my Maple Leaf Maniac's most...biggest wish in this life is to kill me back. But as I get older, this wish has faded away. I don't...think about anything. I just want to be safe. Look..., you Look, they are all following me, what can you expect?"

"I wonder how many years have it been since I've been here?"

Gao Feng put down the wine bowl, lit a cigar for himself, and looked at Rishan Jialuo with squinted eyes. As soon as he said this, the seemingly intoxicated look in Shan Jialuo's single eye moved slightly, making Gao Feng understand.