In the past few days, Xiao Lige no longer clamored to find Mo Zifei, but he was also much silent. He sat in front of the window all day long, often sitting all day long, staring blankly at the sky outside without saying anything, with a large silence in his eyes.

Xiao Lige like this made Anye very anxious and distressed, "Xiao Lige, what's wrong with you? Can you talk to me?"

Xiao Lige turned his head and looked at Yi Danye and turned his head over, continuing to look at the empty sky, "No time, no interest."

Anye was stunned for a moment and stretched out his head. The sky today is the same as yesterday, and there is not even a cloud. I really don’t know what she is looking at?

"Xiao Lige, you are so dull all day long, I'm really worried that you will get sick, why don't we do something interesting?" An Ye racked his brains to say a few more words to Xiao Lige, but he always said a lot of words himself, and Xiao Lige blocked him back with just one sentence, which really made people angry.

Finally, I couldn't stand the chatter of An Ye. Xiao Lige suddenly stood up, walked to the bed and was about to lie down, but An Ye grabbed his arm, "Xiao Lige, don't sleep now, otherwise you will have insomnia again at night."

When Xiao Lige has insomnia, he will toss and turn and be dishonest and sigh heavily. This sound makes the dark night, which is very good at hearing next door, suffer from insomnia!

Looking at holding his hand, Xiao Lige said appreciatively, "Your hand is so beautiful."

A male zombie was said to be beautiful by a woman. An Ye quickly took his hand back. Xiao Lige lies on the bed and closes his eyes when he let go.

An Ye's face suddenly became embarrassed, and he squatted in front of the bed and said carefully, "Xiao Lige, can you not sleep? I have something to discuss with you."

Silence, Xiao Lige answered that the dark night was silence.

"Xiao Lige is really an important thing." An Ye's perseverance is really admirable.

Xiao Lige sighed heavily in his heart and spit out a word, "Say!"

When the dark night saw that Xiao Lige was talking at least, she was immediately overjoyed, "Xiao Lige, tomorrow is my birthday. Have you prepared any birthday gifts for me?"

After hearing An Ye's words, Xiao Lige suddenly opened his eyes and sat up quickly, excitedly grabbed the group of An Ye's arms, "Are you saying true? Tomorrow is really your birthday?"

An Ye looked at Xiao Lige who was still dead just now in surprise and immediately became lively. He felt his face full of darkness and expressed his discomfort.

"There is nothing to do every day. I am so bored that I am almost growing. Tomorrow is your birthday. This is a good thing, not even better," Xiao Lige said excitedly. Because of his emotions, clusters of light flashed in Xiao Lige's eyes, which made the night very puzzled.

Why is it like a chicken blood injection on a birthday? And it’s his birthday!

"Yanye, tell me how you want to celebrate your birthday and what birthday gifts do you want?" Xiao Lige asked excitedly, pulling Anye's arm.

An Ye blinked his eyes, thought for a long time before saying, "I don't know."

"That's it," Xiao Lige was not in a hurry at all. He patted An Ye's shoulder and said confidently, "It's okay, let me leave this matter. I'll guarantee that I will celebrate a different birthday for you."

Thinking of this, Xiao Lige jumped up excitedly, "You go to the backyard to split more firewood, I'll go buy something, and go back and make a sumptuous meal to reward you."

The corners of Anye's mouth twitched, "Tomorrow is my birthday. Are you going to start preparing today?"

Xiao Lige nodded, "That's natural, prepare in advance."

Without waiting for the An Ye to say anything more, Xiao Lige happily went out with a small basket, and while walking, he was thinking about what ingredients to buy. She could only cook those dishes.

But Xiao Lige, who had just walked on the street, was shocked by the scene on the street. The bustling and lively streets in my memory are now full of zombies in a hurry and terrified manner. The scene is like a refugee camp.

The vendors who used to set up stalls were missing, and the merchants were also closed tightly; the flags of the shops were crookedly hung at the door of the shops, as if they had just passed a catastrophe; the teahouses, which were always crowded, were empty, and the dust on the table was already thick, and there were spiders in groups of three or three on the legs of the table...

So everything is expressing one meaning, that is, decay.

Xiao Lige was puzzled. In just a few days, how could a bustling street turn into such a bleak appearance? And there was a tendency to see more and more refugees on the street.

Could it be that something big happened? Xiao Lige's heart sank, and he grabbed an old zombie and asked in confusion, "Uncle, what happened here? Why did this happen?"

The old zombie glanced at Xiao Lige and sighed, "Girl, are you from another place?"

Xiao Lige didn't know why the old man asked this, but he still nodded, "Is there something serious happening here? I think everyone is so embarrassed?"

"The girl doesn't know that Aomei Villa and Aoan Villa are fighting. It doesn't matter if they fight. The people living nearby will suffer. The house at home is destroyed, the food is stolen, and the male zombie in the family is also captured and served as a soldier. Alas... I can't live this life."

The old man sighed and told Xiao Lige about the matter. His thin hands were covered with mud and his body was filled with a mess. It seemed that the journey was also very hard.

After hearing the old man's words, Xiao Lige was stunned. She had always known Mo Zifei's desire to unify the zombie world. At that time, she was still very supportive of his idea. She always felt that it was the dream of a male zombie and should always support it. And only by unifying the zombie world can these zombies live a better life. But looking at the tragic scene in front of her, Xiao Lige felt that she seemed to be wrong, and perhaps Mo Zifei was wrong too.

If the zombie world is not unified, and the major villas in the zombie world do their own affairs and do not interfere with each other, there may not be so many displaced refugees. If this is the case, why do you have to unify the zombie world? If you lose your life as a zombie in order to reach that supreme position, is that really worth it?

"Girl, we are all going to run for life, so you can leave here quickly," the old man urged. After saying these few words, he picked up his ragged luggage and walked away with the surging zombies.

Xiao Lige stood there blankly, his mind was blank. He didn't know how to describe his mood at this time. He always felt that he should do something, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have an idea, so he kept standing stupidly.

However, she felt that she had to go back to Mo Zifei first. Even if she couldn't persuade him to stop the war, she could always help him think of a more gentle way to realize his dream. At least she shouldn't harm so many zombies who are displaced. Wouldn't this result go against his original intention of unifying the zombie world?

After making up this idea, Xiao Lige immediately took action, but when he walked to the door of the inn, he stopped again. If he told An Ye his thoughts, he would definitely reason with him again and not let him go. Thinking of this, Xiao Lige put the vegetable basket at the back door of the inn and said a few words and left resolutely.

Xiao Lige wants to rush back to Aomei Villa immediately to stop the war from continuing to worsen like this. Although the journey from the inn to Aomei Villa is not very far away, it is definitely not close. Besides, Xiao Lige's ability to recognize him is really not good enough. He can get lost in Aomei Villa, let alone rushing to Aomei Villa from an inn.

This problem is quite serious. If it is in the end, Xiao Lige can't find a place to cry. However, she is not stupid. The old man said that these refugees were originally residents near the battlefield, so as long as they search for the refugees in the direction they came, there should be no problem.

Xiao Lige gave herself a big praise in her heart, and then she set off on the road. The scene of refugees displaced along the way made Xiao Lige's heart tremble. She saw a mother bit her finger and feed her hungry child, saw the white-haired old man carrying her young grandson, and the anxious eyes of the child who was not covered in clothes and food...

All of this stimulates every nerve of Xiao Lige. Although it will mention war, it is the first time that Xiao Lige can see the disaster brought to the people by a war at such a close distance.

Xiao Lige understood what tragic meant for the first time. She secretly vowed in her heart that no matter what means she used, she would definitely end the battle. And she believed that as long as Mo Zifei saw such a miserable scene, she would definitely agree with her thoughts.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lige immediately forgot about her fatigue and her legs also had the power to continue moving forward. She thought in her heart that as long as she arrived one day earlier, she might be able to save a few people, and she would have infinite motivation to move forward.

I don’t know how many days he walked, but Xiao Lige only felt a bloody blister grinding out of the soles of his feet, and the nose began to smell blood. He guessed in his heart that he should be not far from the battlefield, but he didn’t know which side was the military camp of Aomei Villa. Xiao Lige said to himself half-jokingly, “If he ran to Leng Junmo’s military camp for a long time, it would be too bloody!”

Chapter 141: Xiao Lige's departure

It is probably the two armies are about to face off. The camps of both sides are relatively close. Xiao Lige looked at the intersection in front of him and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Or else, let's go back first..." Xiao Lige thought about it secretly, and it was more reliable to talk to the Danye Tan.

"Just cook for me these..." An Ye looked at a carrot in Xiao Lige's basket with a dark face. He looked carefully and there was mud on it.

Xiao Lige calmly lifted the radish, "You don't know this, carrots are the best vegetables. The vitamins contained in them can prevent various diseases."

"...I don't know what vitamins are, I only know that they are eaten by rabbits..." An Ye looked at Xiao Lige with a headache, fortunately he had been looking forward to it for so long.

"Oh, don't be disappointed." Xiao Lige also knew that she was a little unauthorized because she was only concerned about Mo Zifei's affairs. When she came back, she realized that she had forgotten to buy vegetables and could only pull a carrot in the vegetable field on the side of the road for emergency response. She knew that if the An Ye knew that she was going to find Mo Zifei, she would definitely be irritable.

"Okay, okay, you go and cook, I'll wait for food." Even though he disliked, An Ye was still looking forward to Xiao Lige cooking for him in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will definitely make you a big meal." Xiao Lige smiled and threw the carrots back into the basket.

Looking at Xiao Lige's back, An Ye sighed. This woman is not her own, she will leave sooner or later. How many days will she have to spend together like this?

In the kitchen, Xiao Lige absent-mindedly cut the thin, malnourished carrot, thinking about how to talk to An Ye. Although An Ye is usually careless, his mind is very delicate.

"Here, here!" Xiao Lige rushed into the dark night room with a large pot of things that could not see clearly.

The face of Anye, who was originally expecting, was completely humble when he saw the things in Xiao Lige's basin. "Xiao Lige, I seriously suspect that you are playing with me now."

"...I'm so sad." Xiao Lige sat opposite the night with a weak look, "I have worked so hard to make soup for you, you...ah... I'm dependent on someone else's roof."

An Ye heard that he rubbed his temples and said, "I understand." As he said that, he served a bowl of soup and drank it bravely.

"How is it?" Xiao Lige looked at An Ye's reaction expectantly. This was her first time cooking.

"...It's okay..." Dark Ye took a deep breath, and the real air was pressing down the strange thing from his abdomen.

Looking at An Ye's expression, Xiao Lige secretly guessed that he should be in a good mood now, so he asked carefully, "Well, I just went out and saw zombies running away... Has something happened?"

"No." An Ye looked up alertly at Xiao Lige, "Who told you what did you say?"

Xiao Lige quickly waved his hand, "Who will tell me what? I'm just guessing."

"Don't go out in the future. You are a human. You may not be sure to let some little zombie take it to suck it." An Ye looked at Xiao Lige's expression carefully, and it didn't look like he was lying, so he felt relieved.

"I understand." Xiao Lige quickly said obediently, crying in his heart. It seemed that An Ye didn't intend to let him know about Mo Zifei's battle with Leng Junmo.

Back in his room, Xiao Lige lay on the bed and looked at the moonlight outside. No wonder the ancients always sent lovesickness with the moon. He had been in the light world for so long without realizing it, and he didn't know whether his friends in the human world would worry about him.

Sighing, Xiao Lige whispered his thoughts. It was useless to think about these things now. For the sake of the current plan, we must find Mo Zifei quickly, otherwise the Light Realm will face a big disaster.

Since you can't ask any clues in the dark night, you can only go to the great fortune. There is a 50% chance.

The next morning, Xiao Lige got up early and walked to the gate of An Ye, and learned that An Ye had set out to An Ye Pavilion early.

"About when will I come back?" Xiao Lige asked quickly.

"It's going to be evening."

Xiao Lige was secretly happy. With enough time, he naturally could not go out of the gate, so he could only go through the back door.

"Where are Miss Li Ge going?" Just as Xiao Li Ge opened the back door, a voice suddenly rang behind her back.

"Hehe, who do I think it is? It turns out it is you..." Xiao Lige looked at the old doctor in front of him with a flattering smile. This person was very close to An Ye, and it would be troublesome if he knew his whereabouts.

"Yes, I don't want to sneak out to drink flower wine, but I didn't expect to meet a girl." The old doctor smiled brightly.

"Fate, fate..." Xiao Lige smiled awkwardly and made way, "Why don't you ask first?"

When the old doctor saw Xiao Lige's movements, the corner of his mouth bent, "Then I'm not polite."

Just as he passed by Xiao Lige, the old doctor said in a vague way, "I hope the girl still remembers that today is the Pavilion Master's birthday."

Xiao Lige sighed when he heard this, and looked at the old doctor's back silently. How could she forget it? But now she can't put her mind elsewhere except Mo Zifei. This crime is destined to be compensated by An Ye.

With yesterday's memory, Xiao Lige walked to that intersection. After thinking for a long time, Xiao Lige clenched his fists and walked towards the north.

It seems that the day of the war is coming to a closest point. Xiao Lige looked at the fields beside the road and his eyes became dark. The crops had grown up, but they were rotten in the ground. The place where they looked was desolate, but you could vaguely see the smoke bunches of beacons in front of them.

Just as Xiao Lige was about to speed up, a painful roar blocked Xiao Lige's footsteps. Following the sound, Xiao Lige came to the front of a bush.

"Who is it?" Xiao Lige alertly grabbed a wooden stick on the ground.

After a rustling sound, Xiao Lige saw a little zombie's head exposed to the bushes, and looked at Xiao Lige with timid eyes, "Who are you?"
To be continued...