Ten Days End

Wei Yang was about to taunt him, but was slightly stunned when he heard what Qiao Jiajin said.

"Isn't this your body...? Because of Qian Wu...?" He decisively caught the key point from Qiao Jiajin's eyes, "No wonder your movements are so strange... Do you think you can hit me with this kind of attack?"

Qiao Jiajin smiled indifferently when he heard this.

"Farmer, can't you read minds?" Qiao Jiajin moved his wrist, "Look at what I'm thinking now?"

Wei Yang looked carefully at the clear eyes in front of him and found that he was still thinking about how to attack himself.

It's just that the picture he thought of in his mind became more and more specific.

"Are you adapting to this body?" Wei Yang asked with a smile.

"What else?" Qiao Jiajin clenched his fist and smiled, "I'll have to rely on this body to fight in the next few days, I have to adapt to it soon."

After hearing this, Wei Yang slowly walked to the side and dug out an old pitchfork from the ground, which was covered with dirty blood and rotten meat. He took the pitchfork in his hand and shook it, then turned to face Qiao Jiajin.

"Boy, take those two ambitious guys and get out of here, I will pretend nothing happened, otherwise I will kill you one by one." Wei Yang held a pitchfork in one hand and wiped the blood stains on his body with the other hand, "I just want to stay here honestly to grow crops and flowers and enjoy my own paradise."

"Paradise...?" Qiao Jiajin looked at the natives tied to the crosses in the field with a heavy face, feeling a little angry, "How crazy are you that you can regard this hell-like scene as paradise?"

"Hey..." Wei Yang smiled, "Do you know? These are all scarecrows I carefully selected..."

"Carefully selected?"

"In your opinion, every "native" will repeat what he is doing meaninglessly, but only I know...these natives will always have the same idea in their hearts. After all, their reason has disappeared, and their thoughts will not fly too far. They will repeat the same thing over and over again in their hearts. ”

“So what?”

“So… I carefully selected some “natives” whose hearts were filled with “music”…”

Wei Yang walked aside, raised his pitchfork with a crazy look on his face, and stabbed a native’s calf fiercely.

Instantly, a hole was pierced in the native’s calf, and sticky black blood flowed out, but the native did not say a word, and still muttered something in his mouth.

Wei Yang placed his watering can under the native, carefully accepting the dripping black blood, and then closed his eyes again, as if listening to something.

“Did you hear it? !” Wei Yang suddenly opened his eyes and said happily, “It’s okay if they are injured! It’s hard for them to die, and they are not afraid of pain! Even if they are covered with holes, they are still humming a song in their hearts! ”

Not to mention Qiao Jiajin, even Qi Xia and Chen Junnan in the distance had changed expressions.

“Old Qi… you see what kind of person this guy is, right?” Chen Junnan said, “Can such a person be won over?”

Qi Xia frowned and did not answer. He had met many crazy people, and Wei Yang was just one of them.

No matter how crazy he was, he still had something to ask.

For example, “scammer”.

For example, “Sheep in the Year of the Sheep”.

"Listen!" Wei Yang shouted at the top of his voice, "How can this be an ordinary farm? This is a paradise with pleasant songs echoing! Why do you want to take me away from here to join your bullshit plan?! Ah? Are you crazy?!"

He walked to a person and listened, then grinned and laughed crazily: "Qiao Jiajin, listen! An old song from the 1980s! Have you heard this song?!"

Then he closed his eyes again, stretched out his hand and moved the air in the air, as if he was conducting a grand concert, but the surroundings were quiet, with occasional wind sounds.

Without waiting for everyone to respond, Wei Yang ran to another withered girl. He slowly closed his eyes beside the girl, then grinned: "There is also this! My God! Trendy music from the future! How fucking pleasant is this?!"

"This!"

"And this!! Listen to it!"

"And..."

When Wei Yang walked to an old man, he found that the old man seemed to be motionless. He bent down to listen, then raised the pitchfork in his hand and stabbed the old man fiercely several times. Several horrific wounds bloomed under the old man's lower abdomen, but the old man couldn't even bleed.

"My God... dead?" Wei Yang stretched out his hand to feel the old man's breath, and couldn't help frowning.He frowned, "It's too old to eat... Let's plant it in the ground..."

He seemed to remember something when he said this, and turned around and shouted to the three people: "That's right! Do you know? What you plant will be what you get! I planted my hands and feet here, and in the future, all kinds of people will come out of the soil... Do you know what kind of great harvest I will experience? This place will eventually echo with the most beautiful songs in the entire "End of the Land". This is my "Farm Choir"..."

"But I can only hear wailing." Qiao Jiajin said gloomily, "Each of them is tied here and wailing, so how can there be pleasant singing?"

Qiao Jiajin looked at the tied-up aborigines. Their arms were tied up for a long time and fixed, and now most of them looked necrotic. The skin on their bodies also exuded dry cracks due to long-term lack of water and exposure to the air, which was no different from death.

"So you are really crazy..." Wei Yang laughed, "Since you don't have the ability to escape, why don't you enjoy life here? We can't change the world, so we can only accept this world! "

"Are we crazy...?" Qiao Jiajin sneered, "If we are crazy, what you did is understandable."

"What...?" Wei Yang listened carefully, "How ridiculous? Are you speaking up for these zombies? Do you want to teach me a lesson for them? Boy... "Doing what is right" must have a reason. What do you want to get in return for standing up for a group of "indigenous people"? "

Qiao Jiajin did not answer, but took a step back.

"Without asking for anything in return...?" Wei Yang still muttered to himself crazily, "It's really interesting. Isn't this the "knight" written in the book? Do you want to live for the people?"

"Farmer, I punched you just to teach you a lesson, so that you don't set traps that can kill people at any time." Qiao Jiajin slowly leaned down and made an offensive gesture, "But now I am really angry."

"Oh? "Wei Yang held the pitchfork in front of him and said with a fake smile, "You broke into my farm... disrupted my life... and you are still angry with me... Can you be reasonable?"

Qiao Jiajin stopped talking, but a voice kept echoing in his heart-

"I'll come to you in three steps and hit you with an uppercut."

"What...?" Wei Yang raised the pitchfork in his hand and blocked it between himself and Qiao Jiajin, "You kid won't give up..."

Qiao Jiajin raised the corner of his mouth, and the huge voice in his heart burst out from a pair of clear eyes:

"I'll come to you in three steps and hit you with an uppercut."