"Haha, Mr. Fengsheng, your words at this moment have touched me deeply, I like it!" Thomson lowered his finger from the trigger and looked directly at the wind, "but if you dare to deceive me, this is the end." ”

Thomson raised the short barrel and grabbed it, and shot at the stone next to him, suddenly shooting a few times, making a deafening sound, and the rock surface was full of sparks and stone chips.

The wind walked back to Thomson's side, and said without fear, "How so, Mr. Thomson. I guess you're interested in why Professor Feng suffers from chronic asthma, right?"

"Oh OK, yes, I want to know why. Thomson's eyes widened, radiating a glow of curiosity.

"It was I, who added a certain amount of 'Golden Artemisia' to Professor Feng's tea, a plateau weed that can induce chronic asthma and even lead to heart attacks, and indirectly make your plan to graft flowers and trees and darken the cang, which can be successfully implemented. You say, am I your secret follower?"

"Haha, beautiful! Sure enough, it's a talent, I feel that if I were a woman at this time, I'd fall in love with you, Mr. Fengsheng!" Thomson applauded exaggeratedly and looked back at Professor Feng, "I didn't expect it, my dearest Professor Feng, your side is indeed my follower, what a irony, haha!"

Forrest Gump laughed flatteringly, his voice shrill and piercing, like a girl who took advantage of it.

"You, you, you, why are you like this now, just to survive? Make up lies, where is the personality?" Professor Feng's eyes were on fire, and his teeth were clucking.

"Wrong, Professor, I've always been like this, I've been lying to you, I've been trying to kill you, your whole family, but my plan hasn't been implemented. Originally, I was going to kill your entire 'Fengbu' descendants at the ancestor worship ceremony, but unfortunately, I was messed up by that stinky woman. ”

"We're the Wind Ministry!?Who are you?Wind Sound, you're also a descendant of the Wind Ministry. ”

"Am I a descendant of the wind department, this question, you will understand in the future, you just need to understand that my life philosophy is completely different from yours, and I have been trying to kill you, OK?"

Thomson interrupted the wind with an impatient wave, "Since you said you could help me, let's talk about it." He spread his hands out, waiting for the wind to answer.

"Mr. Thomson, if you believe me, please let go of the rope. The wind said.

"He'll run away!" Mr. Thomson. Forrest Gump glanced at Thomson with an inquiring and skeptical look on his face.

"Impossible!" Thomson raised his barrel again, the trigger rattling, "unless, he wants to stay here and become the feces of the beast's belly." Thomson snorted as if he smelled feces, and he waved at Forrest Gump, motioning for him to loosen the rope from Wind Sound.

The rope was untied, the sound of the wind moved, and he took a rough breath, glanced at Professor Feng, quietly reached into the inner pocket of his jacket, fumbled for a few seconds, took out a plastic bag, opened the easy-to-tear opening, shook it a few times, and a neatly folded note fell out of it.

Fengsheng unfolded the note with both hands, and the content on it was displayed in front of everyone. There is a topographic map and a road map drawn on it, as well as a few lines of words as an explanation.

Wind Sound walked up to Thomson and handed him the note, his expression strange and unfathomable.

"What is this?" Thomson took the note and placed it in front of him.

Professor Feng and Forrest Gump were also confused, looking at Fengsheng's strange behavior.

Analyzing Professor Feng's eyes, perhaps, Professor Feng at this time still stubbornly believes that all of Fengsheng's actions are a measure of rights and interests, and they are all to deceive Thomson in order to temporarily save his life.

"This is the road map that Professor Feng secretly drew to find the 'Key to the Anchor', and I found it, hehe, I memorized it in my mind, and I just copied it as it was. The wind said loudly.

"And this?" Gump chimed in.

The wind continued:

"The value of this roadmap is that after Professor Feng drew the original map, he silently examined it for a long time, and to make sure that he remembered it, he burned it for confidentiality. If you don't have the drawings in your hand, you can only turn to Professor Feng's brain. Mr. Thomson, do you think this drawing is very precious?"

Before the wind finished speaking, Professor Feng scolded loudly: "Fengsheng, you actually stalked me and spied on my actions, you are so shameless, what a scum!"

Seeing Professor Feng's angry appearance, Thomson smiled, "My dearest Professor Feng, I didn't expect that your vision is so bad, you are almost like a blind man, but the people around you are my undercover agent, this is God's will, no one can disobey it!" He drew a cross on his chest, and his face showed a pious look.

Professor Feng was so angry that his face was flushed, he couldn't speak, he just gasped violently, almost gritting his teeth, the anger in his eyes was enough to burn everything in front of him, it seemed that the sound of the wind had broken his heart.

"Alright, Forrest Gump, we've got another ally. Thomson patted Forrest Gump's shoulder, revealing a satisfied expression, "Fengsheng, I choose to believe you, come on, let's go to the future together and have the power to control the world together." ”

Thomson held out his right hand to the wind, and then, their hands clasped tightly.

"I'm so moved!" Forrest Gump shook his head, wiped his eyes, and seemed to shed tears of excitement, Professor Feng snorted and spat at them with a look of contempt.

"Great, with this drawing, why can't we find that magic 'key'. Thomson said triumphantly.

"Mr. Thomson, now that we have the drawings, why do we need this old fellow......? Click!" Forrest Gump looked at Professor Feng, put his hand on his neck and pulled it, and made a head-cutting motion.

"You know the!" roared Thomson, "we can't afford to have a little accident, we have to make sure nothing goes wrong, and keep the old guy for a few more days, and when we succeed, we'll ..... 'boom' haha!" he then laughed, put his finger on his temple, and made a motion to pull the trigger.

Then the two burst into laughter, both with exaggerated laughter and movements, as if two gamblers had just won a big long-lost bet.

Feng Yiqun stood in the middle of the clearing, looking around, trying to find the trace of Professor Feng and Feng Sheng. But, as a stranger, he was targeted by several calm barbarians, who silently approached Feng Yiqun from the side, with sharp knives in their hands.

Just as the barbarians raised their sharp knives and rushed towards the Fengyi group surrounded in the middle, Jin Zi jumped into the encirclement and grabbed the ignorant Fengyi group into the air, and then, pushing the back of the Fengyi group, rushed into the dense forest behind the trees, leaving the fierce barbarians behind, only to hear them howl and chase after them.

Brushing aside the leaves, Feng Yi and Jin Zi did not know the direction, and rushed forward desperately, over the trench, through a bamboo forest, and around the boulder-lined hillside, until they leaned against a large tree next to the cliff.

They were panting and exhausted, and now that Professor Feng and Feng Sheng had been lost again, they themselves were exposed, and they were in danger of being hunted down at any time.

The leaves on the tree moved slightly, and then, with a "bang", a barbarian with a machete in his hand, like a monkey, jumped down from the tree, held the machete, and rushed towards the wind and gold.

Feng Yiqun heard a sound, followed by a cold wind blowing towards his neck, and he immediately jumped up, pulled up the gold, and ran towards the back of the big tree ---- the direction of the cliff.

The barbarian jumped down from the tree, machete in hand, and ran towards the wind group, his machete chopped on the ground, making a loud "click", and a spark flashed on the ground. When he found out that Feng Yiqun had escaped, he was so angry that he screamed "wow" for a while.

When Feng Yiqun and Jin ran to a distance of dozens of meters, the barbarian half-squatted on the ground, pulled out the bow on his back, took out the arrow from his waist, put it on the bowstring, pulled a full bow, aimed at Feng Yiqun's back, let go of his right hand, only heard a "whoosh", the bow and arrow flew out of the bowstring, and shot straight at Feng Yiqun.

Feng Yiqun yelled "oops" and fell forward, just as they ran to the edge of the cliff, and with inertia, the two fell straight down the cliff.

The barbarian put away his bow and arrows, ran quickly to the edge of the cliff, stood on the edge, and looked out of the cliff, where there was no bottom below, and the two were gone. He stomped his foot, looked twice, and then, turning back, reluctantly walked away.

Feng Yiqun and Jin Zi fell down from the cliff, and were collided, dragged, and bumped by the shrubs growing in the crevices of the cliff along the way, and fell down along the edge of the cliff, with many scrapes and scratches on their bodies.

In the end, Feng Yiqun was lying on the slope at the foot of the mountain, he opened his eyes in pain, and found that the clothes on his body were torn, and there was blood everywhere, dripping with blood, and he felt a sharp pain in his back, stimulating the nerves, as if he was stabbed by a sharp blade, and the unbearable pain spread all over his body, his cheeks were twisted into a ball, his face turned from red to purple to white, his whole body trembled, and beads of sweat continued to drip down his forehead.

He reached back and felt an arrow stuck in his back, straight upright, the sharp pain came from his back, he endured the pain, tried to reach back, grasped one end of the arrow tightly, and tried to pull it out, but, after several efforts, he gave up in despair, and lay on his back on the ground, his arms drooping, and his eyes slowly closed.

At this time, Feng Yiqun felt that his body, as if it was constantly rising, rising into the air, and his soul seemed to be swimming away from his body, looking down from a high place, as if staring at an object that had nothing to do with him resting on the ground, indifferent and ignorant, without feeling, he continued to soar, his brain became extremely calm, as if he had arrived in the void world, and then, his eyes gradually turned black, and his whole body fell into the infinite dark abyss.