To my frozen hometown

Chapter 71 So, madness is contagious.

The colorful spotlights shone, straight into the sky, to meet the angry roar of the wind and snow.

People looked up at the tower, and the light reflected on their faces, turning their eyes purple.

The slightly harsh guitar sound echoed on the radio.

On the radio tower, Liz turned her head, looked at Liu Yuan who was sitting by the drum kit and said with a smile.

"Yuan, what are you waiting for, hurry up and start."

Glancing at the girl's smile under the oxygen mask, Liu originally wanted to light a cigarette first, but when she put her hand in her pocket, she realized that she had lent out her lighter.Reluctantly, he shook his head, put away his cigarette and picked up the two drum sticks in front of him.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The rhythmic drums sounded immediately, and under the expansion of the speakers on both sides, the dull sound echoed in the strong wind.It was like a warrior who should have been silent, but he let out a blood-boiling roar in front of the enemy, which shocked people's hearts and made people's breathing heavy along with it.

"That's it." Liz grinned, turned her head to look at the endless snowstorm in front of her again, and licked her lips.

"Now, please listen to our first song "Highway to Hell", let's rock together."

"Here!" The electric guitar sounded again.

The wind seemed to be a little louder, but it still couldn't cover up the sudden noise.

Sometimes it is always difficult to distinguish whether the sound of an electric guitar is a noise or a melody, especially the guitar in rock.But when you integrate into it and really feel this kind of audio that is borderline between sanity and madness, you can always get some unexpected gains.

Just like what the residents in the ruins and the greenhouse feel right now.

Their ears were almost filled with this indescribable low or sharp sound, which made their brains almost unable to think, and even made them want to cover their ears immediately.

But they still want to listen to it, because this kind of voice makes their blood spurt, because this kind of voice seems to have a strange and unique charm, which makes them unable to resist being attracted to it.

The music resounded among the ruins of the city, and the twinkling lights made this snowstorm night look like a real carnival.

Amidst the tearing of the cold wind, Liz's winter clothing was beating. It should be when the third round of drums sounded, she finally bent down and began to sing.

"Livin' easy, lovin' free, season ticket, on a one-way ride

Live calmly and comfortably, love unrestrainedly, and the one-way ticket is gone forever.

Askin' nothin', leave me be, takin' everything in my stride

Don't ask, get out of the way, I will take every cloud with me as I stride forward.

Don't need reason, don't need rhyme

No reason needed, no rhyme needed.

Ain't nothing I'd rather do

I don't want to do anything.

Goin' down, party time, My friends are gonna be there too

Just want to keep going, it's party time and my friends will be here on time. "

I have to admit that Liz's voice is very suitable for this kind of music, because her singing is also crazy, with a kind of unscrupulous publicity, and she doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.

In the greenhouse, more and more people gathered on the street and by the windows, looking up at the tower that shone like a star.

An old man over sixty was covered with a blanket, sitting on a recliner in his room, tremblingly holding a glass of wolf's milk, slowly swaying to the music.

"Avery, Avery!"

After a while, he patted the armrest of the recliner and called his son's name with his toothless mouth.

"Forget about that shitty fuse, just this one record, I'm going to play it on loop at my funeral!"

In the ruins, the refugees also gathered at the exit of the underground parking lot. They were also attracted by the sound and looked for the direction from which the sound came.

So, after searching for a while, they saw the stage built on the lighthouse, and the seemingly invisible figures on the stage.

The wind and snow were really too big, but it didn't affect them seeing the dazzling lights.

"Z!" After a brief foreshadowing, facing the howling wind, Liz pulled the guitar in her hand up and down, let go of her voice and sang loudly with a frantic expression.

"I'm on the highway to hell

I'll fly the roads of hell.

Highway to hell

On that hell road.

I'm on the highway to hell

I'll fly the roads of hell.

No stop signs, speed limit, nobody's gonna slow me down

There are no laws, no speed limits, and no one can stop me.

Like a wheel, gonna spin it. nobody's gonna mess me around

Like a tire turning endlessly, no one can confuse me. "

Her voice was so high, as if she was walking on a road to hell right now.

In fact, it was true. Facing a blizzard that could easily kill a person, even with the protection of an electric heating plate, her body had already developed symptoms.

But she still sang loudly, unrelentingly resisting the wind and snow that overwhelmed her.

So what if it's a road to hell, it's just a road trip.

Liz was never afraid, and she also believed that she would not die.

Because she is a lunatic, she can firmly believe.

She'll sing until it's all over, she'll sing that catastrophe bows to her.

In short, she couldn't escape.

What a crazy song it is, galloping the roads of hell.

Being in such singing that resounded through the sky, people felt as if their bodies were trembling. (In fact, this is just a common physiological phenomenon in the face of large shocks.)

The whole city seemed to be ringing, those abandoned buildings seemed to be singing in response, the earth seemed to be shaking, accompanied by the retreat of the wind and snow.

That deafening singing sound was like a sharp sword, piercing through the boundless wind and snow, reaching the zenith, and piercing through the clouds.

At the same time, it seems to have dispelled the fear in people's hearts.

Yes, everyone knows this by now.

Someone is singing to the wind and snow, just outside this greenhouse, just above that dazzling tower.

Some people could even see the two faint figures at the moment when the light gathered.

"Hey Mama, look at me, I'm on my way to the promised land

Hello mother, watch me carefully, I am going to the promised land.

I'm on the highway to hell

I'll fly the roads of hell.

Highway to hell

Hell Road.

I'm on the highway to hell

I will step on the highway of hell without hesitation.

don't stop me!

No one can stop it!

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"I'm on the highway to hell." On the street in the greenhouse, whoever it was, was the first to sing softly.

Then, one voice after another rang out.

"I'm on the highway to hell

I'll fly the roads of hell.

Highway to hell

The road to hell!

Highway to hell

Road to Hell! ! !

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The unleashed singing resounded in the streets.

In fact, no one knows exactly what happened.

All they know is that right now they want to be crazy.

In this deafening sound, they also want to sing.

(End of this chapter)