The Mid-Autumn Festival, also known as the Moon Festival, Autumn Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, August Festival, August Festival, Chasing Moon Festival, Play Moon Festival, Daughters Festival or Reunion Festival, is a traditional cultural festival popular in many ethnic and Chinese cultural circles in China, when in the lunar August 15th; because it is worth the half of the third autumn, so get the name, some places will be set in August 16.

Since ancient times, the Mid-Autumn Festival has had customs such as sacrificial moon, moon worship, moon cake, cinnamon flower, and cinnamon wine, which have been passed down for a long time.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion of the moon's guests, in order to think about their hometown, miss the feelings of their relatives, and pray for harvest and happiness, and the Dragon Boat Festival, the Spring Festival, and the Qingming Festival are also known as the four traditional festivals of Huaxia.

September 21, 2002, the lunar August 15th, the annual Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Yifeng family can be described as lively extraordinary, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, not in the parents and brother cold and clear, Zhang Yifeng returned, his father also invited the uncle family, the two families gathered together lively.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Yiling, a little nanny, once I heard that Zhang Yifeng was going home for the festival, did not say two words, bought a ticket to run back from the spring city, but let Zhang Yifeng cry and laugh, warm heart.

Where there are men, there is a battlefield, and the battlefield of men is a wine table.

Uncle was a soldier, generous, like tobacco and alcohol, his father and he is a brother, as the saying goes, the beam is not right under the beam, the father is also tobacco and alcohol, now the family's huge debt to pay off, the father is also relaxed, not as cautious as before, big bowls of wine, big mouth meat, wild.

As a male at home, and has grown up, never smoking, rarely drink white wine Zhang Yifeng, directly by the uncle to not get up, forcing him to smoke and drink.

"Where there are men who do not smoke or drink, today are happy, drink and die."

Zhang Yifeng's mouth is smoking, uncle, this is a lot of drinking, vulgar words.

"It's okay, drink less."My father said too.

As for his brother Zhang Yichun, there is no courage to refuse, Dad uncle let him drink, he drank, smoke to him, he dared not answer?Against him.

Full of alcohol, drunk Zhang Yifeng, while his father did not pay attention, when the desertion, it is really tomorrow there is something important, can not drink more, the father of the two people have long drunk broken, and cry and laugh, uncle is tired of talking about the glorious deeds of Vietnam's self-defense and counterattack.

He is a hero, Zhang Yifeng has never denied, has always been proud, but the deeds of heroes often hang on his lips, but also will listen to annoying.

“Brother, how did you get out?”Sitting outside eating moon cakes, Zhang Yiling, who was gossiping, suddenly saw Zhang Yifeng, and couldn't help but ask.

“I can’t stand it, I can’t stand it, I’m going to hide.”Zhang Yifeng laughed.

The family around the round table, sitting in the courtyard, the night sky in the round moon hanging, bright and cold, sprinkled in silver and white, this warm feeling, probably the taste of home!

What is a home, a harbor?

Zhang Yifeng shook his head, he felt that this statement is too literary and artistic, too pretended, in his view, home is a group of you to let you angry but never angry, blindly indulge in the inclusion of your place, the family, selfless and unrequited love for you.

That night, I was drunk.

This is the second time a 23-year-old has been drunk.

"Start the dimensional gate, the transmission location, Yuncheng fell area Y4 area of the flood bank."

In the morning, the sky was bright, Zhang Yifeng lay on the bed, his mind prompted the dimensional door, a strong light flashed, and his figure disappeared into the real world.

“Brother, where’s the man?”

Zhang Yiling jumped into Zhang Yifeng's room, but unfortunately, people had already gone to the building empty.

"Oh, bad brother, don't tell me to leave."

The Fallen District Bank.

In the hall, the light burst, a figure dressed in a black trench coat, thin and tall, with eyes and eyes, suddenly appeared here.

"The four-dimensional gate, the soul embedded in this function is too good to use, as long as the cooling time together, want to cross through, way through, will not want to do."

Zhang Yifeng carried an exaggerated backpack, watchful in the bank shuttle, this time to the wasteland world, he did not bring a lot of food, because the last trip to the fall area, the huge banknotes in the bank, he only took a small part, this time, he came specifically for the money.

Many people will imagine a picture, white flower banknotes, like leaves falling from the sky, or thousands of yuan, like waste paper, spread on the ground, of course, these are fantasies.

However, this fantasy scene is really in front of Zhang Yifeng.

Countless RMB, like a pine needle in the mountain, spread layer by layer, this visual impact is enough to make people crazy.

Now Zhang Yifeng, I would like to have three heads and six arms, desperately stuffing the paper money on the ground into the backpack, but unfortunately, there is too much money on the ground, and his bag is too small.

“Damn, you can’t hold it.”

Zhang Yifeng is a little angry, backpack drumming, in addition to a small amount of food, most of the space of the backpack is occupied by banknotes, not Zhang Yifeng does not want to change a larger bag, just because the bank in the fall area, the back of too many things, will affect the action, in the crisis of the fall area, absolutely can not have any negligence.

roaring

Excited roar, from behind, followed by the stinging of the wind, squatting on the ground of Zhang Yi maple tingling, a donkey rolling to avoid, the dead body long, glittering with pale green luster of nails, directly piercing the paper money on the ground.

“I said, so fast!”

This attack on Zhang Yifeng's zombie is very strange, the speed is comparable to that of adults, and the behavior is not as rigid as the previous zombies, the body is flexible, and the rabbit is removed.

“The eye of perspective.”

He knows himself, the battle is not lost, and Zhang Yifeng directly opens the eye of perspective.

“Second-level biochemical zombies

Primary strength: 600kg

General powers: viral infections, fearless death.”

It's a second-class zombie!

Zhang Yifeng eyes suddenly contracted, the heart is very shocked, the second-class zombie, he did not see, the last time was killed by Ma Sijun's giant corpse, is the second elite zombie, the second-class variant beast he has also seen, but the second ordinary zombie, he has not seen.

An ordinary second-class zombie, Zhang Yifeng is not afraid, he is really shocked is that the speed of the evolution of zombie horror, how long, even ordinary zombies have evolved to the second level, then, the powerful elite zombies, and the murderous mutant beasts, have already three levels?

Three-level biochemical monster, the thought of these six words, Zhang Yifeng on the body of the cold.

The fall zone is too dangerous, hurry up.

There was a decision in his heart, Zhang Yifeng immediately, pulled out the watermelon knife on his body, flashed his body, cut off the head of the zombie with a knife, and then dug out the core from its head.

“The first stage nucleus is gray, the second level is white, and I don't know what color the third stage will be."

His mouth chewed white crystal, Zhang Yifeng whispered, but the figure disappeared at the door of the bank.

Zhang Yifeng is like a dead god, walking in the dead fall area, constantly harvesting the life of ordinary zombies, what he saw and heard, have proved his guess, the zombies have evolved again, eight days ago, the rare average of the second-level zombies, now full of streets are, the same, Zhang Yifeng's second-level evolutionist strength, also has no absolute advantage.

In the fall zone, he had to be careful.

With a thud, a mutant dog flew toward him, opening the mouth of the blood basin in the middle of the air, and the sharp tusks were cold, which was chilling, biting to Zhang Yifeng's neck.

The speed of the animal itself is very fast, after the transformation of the biochemical virus, it is more like a tiger, Zhang Yifeng's reaction is slow and half-clapping, because the body instincts lean back, avoid the bite of the mutant dog, but the chest is cut out by the claws of the mutant dog.

"Fortunately, the old man was ready, or he would die."

Looking at the clothes in his chest that was cut by the mutant animal's claws, Zhang Yifeng was afraid for a while, and there was a layer of protective steel in his clothes, and four deep claw marks appeared, only a millimeter, which would break his skin.

After the evolution of the mutant beast, the attack is strong, and the steel plate on Zhang Yifeng's body will slowly lose the function of defense.

The mutant beast did not give Zhang Yifeng a chance to gasp, shot down, and once again pounced, Zhang Yifeng waved a watermelon knife, with a flexible body shape, as well as a powerful force, left a dense stab wound on the mutant dog.Similarly, Zhang Yifeng's trench coat is also broken and fragmented, revealing the silver and white protective steel plate inside.

Compared with the zombies, the mutant beast is stronger than one star and half, in the face of a mutant beast, Zhang Yifeng is very hard to fight, and finally at the cost of the protective steel plate scrapping, the watermelon knife into the mutant dog's heart, ending its strong life.

A secondary white crystal can increase the strength of 50KG, absolutely not to miss, however.Just when Zhang Yifeng leaned over to take the mutant dog's core, the afterglow caught a glimpse of a white shadow flashing by.

After returning to God again, a woman wearing a white coat, strangely appeared in front of Zhang Yifeng, she seemed to move instantaneously, a second ago, there were still dozens of meters between them, but a second later, she was less than two meters away from Zhang Yifeng.

“Damn it, damn it.”Zhang Yifeng was cold, rubbed his eyes hard, and now it was the morning of the wasteland world, the sun was shining, the golden sun was projected down, and two shadows appeared on the ground, one of which was Zhang Yifeng, and one was her.

Does the ghost have a shadow?

He is not a priest, not so clear.

Can ghosts walk in the sun?

Damn, how do I know that?

To sum up, this woman is a woman, not a ghost, not a goblin, but in Zhang Yifeng's view, she is more beautiful than a ghost, more than the goblins do not laugh, the same, also more than the two are more terrifying, so Zhang Yifeng dragged the body of the mutant dog, slowly retreating.

He wants to leave this dangerous place and want to stay away from this woman.

“The nucleus can be removed, but the mutant dog’s body must be left.”