Apocalyptic Forecast

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

Seems never ending.

Huai Shi finally knew where the water vapor evaporated from the terrible drought the other day.

But with this endless snowstorm, the temperature became colder and colder. In the end, the thin layer of fluff on Fu Yi's body was no longer useful.

Under desperation, Huai Shi grabbed several silly roe deer, after peeling, after using the earth method and his special good iron juice to carry out the roughest tanning, Fu Yi quickly sewed himself with the power and spike A crooked leather jacket, put on the body ...

It looks like a ball.

——This sentence did not dare to say it.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, as if never ending, the eyes are pale.

They have been facing Blizzard and walked forward for two days, tirelessly ...

The main reason is that Huai Shi is tireless. Anyway, his teeth are so good that he can eat anything. Drinking water when you are thirsty and hunting when you are hungry.

The horrible body temperature completely resisted the severe cold of the outside world, and the motive power was not greatly affected.

In this way, they have been walking forward for two days.

When looking forwards and backwards, the dense snow flakes still saw a vast snowfield.

Lonely is like being abandoned by the world.

After the day went dark, Huai Shi rammed the snake-iron iron pile with its tail into the ground, piled some trees around in a mess, and spit sputum skillfully, and the flames ignited vigorously.

"Light heating is equal to fire, fire and song are equal to me, if you and me and you are added, the temperature will increase more ..."

Singing old songs in a mess, Huai Shi dug a deep pit without incident, piled snow in, and spitting boiled hot water to start a foot rest after a tiring day.

Um, now my own body is useless for soaking my feet.

Fu Yi picked up the pieces of meat stored in his bound space with spikes, and repeatedly roasted the frozen pieces of meat on the fire, could not help sighing: "Ah, it seems like drinking a hot bowl of soup ..."

"Well, I want to sleep in a big soft bed."

Huaixi soaked his tail in the water, and stirred it comfortably twice, letting out a sigh of relief: "I still want to play the game. After playing, Uncle Fang's supper is ready ... After finishing supper, I continue to play the game ... you can go to sleep after playing the game ... "

Fu Yi sighed listlessly: "I just want to eat a barbecue."

"Then sleep quickly."

Huaixi shook his head: "There is everything in the dream ... Or simply click on the button for safe exit. Your father and mother will definitely satisfy you when you want."

"Just thinking of a way not to take me to play, right?"

Fu Yi rolled his eyes: "You really hate this person."

Huai Shi didn't speak, as if he had fallen asleep in hot water.

This guy is not afraid of catching a cold ...

Is it really Huskies possessed?

No, according to the speculations of Fu Yi these days, it is not what animals will become what they become, but what they will become.

So ... are you a hedgehog?

And Huaixi, is it Husky?

In a way, it's really appropriate.

Fu Yi sighed and turned back to tell him to be careful not to sleep again and wake up like he was yesterday and was frozen in the pit he dug.

But after looking back, he froze in place.

Behind her, there is no hot pool, and there are no giant beasts.

Huaixi is gone.

"Ok?"

She froze for a long time. Soon, she reacted, read her motivation, and radiated to the surroundings. Then she looked down at her map plug-in: "Huai Shi? Where have you been?"

No one responded.

"Huai Shi!"

She shouted and looked around, but when she turned around again, the fire behind her disappeared, as if she had never appeared.

In the silence, only the sky and snow fluttered.

But the violent wind seemed to gradually slow down, and with the countless snowflakes falling, the scene finally revealed dozens of steps away.

A wooden house appeared abruptly in front.

The soft light shone from the little wooden house, and the smoke from the chimney rose slowly from the chimney.

The warm breath is close at hand.

Fu Yi was dumbfounded.

In the silence, with a squeaking sound, the door was slowly pushed open, and some elderly women in the apron, with a tender and gentle look, looked at Fu Yi outside the door.

She has a slightly fat body, a kind face, and six long beards falling from her mouth.

Like a chubby old cat.

"Is it a lost child again?" She smiled and beckoned to Fu Yi: "Come in and get warm, I just stewed the soup."

"..."

Fu Yi was silent for a moment and shook his head. The ferret's thought was suddenly shocked. He took her up into the sky and flew to the distance as if to escape.

This kind of place that knows that there are ghosts, will people with mental illness go in?

But when she fell to the ground, exhausted, she turned around and saw a warm wooden house that seemed to have not moved.

There is also an old woman who is standing quietly at the door waiting for the wind and snow.

"Come in, boy." She smiled: "I made hot soup."

Fu Yi fled.

But the warm light chased behind her from beginning to end, slowly approaching like a tarsal maggot.

Until the end, Fu Yi had no energy to escape.

Fall in the snow.

When I looked back, I saw the gentle smile of the old woman on the steps.

The cat chef suggested again: "The stew has just finished. If you don't mind, how about having it together?"

"..."

In the long silence, Fu Yi closed his eyes and moved his consciousness away from the red "safe exit" icon for the last time, opening his eyes.

She said, "Okay."

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Huai Shi felt lost in the snowstorm.

Suddenly, the sky turned around and Fu Yi disappeared.

He was thrown into a deep pit, and it was difficult to jump out of the cliff of several hundred meters high.

When he turned around, he smelled the stenchy wind coming from the depths of the darkness.

The low footsteps sounded.

With the whisper of trembling in the throat of the beast.

Soon, two behemoths came out of the crack that opened, and the amber vertical pupil looked at Huai Shi with a natural guts, grinning, dripping hot iron juice at the corners of his mouth.

Huai Shi froze for a long time.

I simply suspected that I was looking in the mirror.

Because the two giant beasts look exactly like him, there is no difference.

"Huh ..."

Huai Shi narrowed her eyes and looked at them, suddenly asked: "Then you will not say, from the body to the character, everything is the same as mine?"

"exactly."

Two mirror-like giant beasts responded, their voices overlapped in one place, but if they listened carefully, it was not like one or two voices, but more like dozens of voices overlapped together.

"That's really great ..."

Huai Shi grinned and moved, and asked in a low voice: "That means ... do you know what I am thinking now?"

So the two wolf beasts showed strange smiles.

The wind and snow suddenly came.

Covered everything.

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In the wooden house, the flames in the fireplace were burning, and the stews hanging above the fire made a boiling sound, and a sweet flavour rose up, spreading around with the stirring of the spoon.

Fu Yi sat at the cozy dining table and looked around.

Oil lamps, tables and chairs, tableware.

Everything seems to be created in accordance with her aesthetic and intentions. It makes people like it. Even if they know it is strange, they are not willing to blame and this cute dress.

Only a faint voice continued to sound, as if murmuring in a low voice.

The oil lamp said: "She is watching me ... My arm is so itchy, can I scratch it?"

"Can't move, you are an oil lamp!" The table reprimanded in a low voice: "Can't you insist on it for a while, what if the filling is exposed?"

"Shut up!"

The tapestry interrupted their messy whisper: "She seems to hear us talking!"

"Yes, no talking!" The vase interjected, showing a sense of his presence.

The oil lamp is not angry: "What are you doing, fart!"

"Enough!" The cupboard jumped angrily. "Shut up, shut up, not allowed to speak ... she looked over ..."

The sound of whispers disappeared.

Soon, the steaming stew, the roasted meat steaks, and even the sweet and sour and appetizing heavy sauce were placed in front of Fu Yi along with a huge wooden plate.

"Please use it, boy."

The cat chef raised her meaty claws and touched the ferret's head: "You're welcome, you must be hungry?"

"I'm hungry."

Fu Yi looked at the situation around him, and compared with the "Hell Accident Rescue Handbook" that his father forced him to memorize when he was a child.

"But isn't all this fake?"

She took the fork roughly, poked a piece of meat, lifted it up, and started to tear it, and the piece of gravy dripping was dissipated like a bubble.

"Whether you invited me to dinner, or did I invite you to dinner?" Fu Yi looked at the kitchen lady coldly: "Me and my friend, UU reading www.uukanshu.com For you, I am afraid it is just food, Right?"

The cat chef looked at her stunned for a long time, sighed helplessly, pulled the chair and sat across from her, filled herself with a bowl of stew, and looked up and asked her: "Do you mind if I say it while eating? ? "

"Do I have room to resist?" Fu Yi asked indifferently.

Not as expected, the fierce look rushed up. The cat chef took a fork and tasted her stew. She was graceful and gentle.

"Relax, boy, nobody here wants to eat you."

Aunt Cat looked up at the nervous ferret: "Don't you think we are the kind of barbaric creatures that can be used as food when they encounter living things?"

"Then why did you catch me here?"

"You broke in, didn't you?"

The cat chef smiled helplessly: "And we just want to save you."