Han Nuowei ran wildly for a long time, until his legs and feet were stiff as if they were filled with a heavy metal solution, and he slowed down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There didn't seem to be any movement behind him, but Han Nuowei didn't dare to take it lightly, he walked quickly while thinking about his next move.

Mo Aogu's sudden death made Han Nuowei suddenly realize how dependent he was on the old man. Since the entire prison escape plan was formulated by Mo Aogu, he now has no idea the direction or what to do.

However, the situation at the moment did not allow him to indulge in pain, thinking of this, Han Nuowei took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and began to ponder the plan for escape.

Yin Yang Pass is located halfway up the mountain, Han Nuowei's current location is in the dense forest of the back mountain, and what is the end of the dense forest, he does not know; walking back is the way down the mountain, but he must pass through the prison and face countless pursuers. So, he had no choice but to move forward.

The night was like ink, and it was dark and heavy on Han Nuowei's heart. It looked the same everywhere in the woods, there was no road at all, Han Nuowei shuttled through the woods, and lost his direction after a while. He looked up and tried to judge his direction by the moon, but he was soon disappointed to find that today was the last day of the lunar month, and the dim crescent moon was almost invisible.

A strange noise struck, and Han Nuowei was suddenly nailed to the ground. He held his breath and listened with his ears pricked up for a few seconds, then heard the sound again. That speed was too fast, so fast that it was beyond the limits of human beings! Han Nuowei's mind flashed through the various beasts in the dense forest: snakes, tigers, bears?

He recalled the legends of the various beasts in the mountains and forests that he had heard from adults when he was a child, and suddenly felt that those stories were so true.

Han Nuowei only had a single sheet on his body, which was okay to deal with humans, but he couldn't resist the attack of wild beasts. He suddenly remembered the pliers that Mo Aogu had taken from Shao Yi's car, but the pliers had fallen beside Mo Aogu, and it was impossible for him to go back and get them.

The strange noise reappeared, this time in two different places. Could it be that there is more than one? Han Nuowei didn't have time to think about it, he moved his steps slowly, trying not to make a sound, until he moved under a big tree.

Under the tree, a faint light attracted Han Nuowei's attention, he listened carefully, and after making sure that he couldn't hear the movement for the time being, he quickly stepped forward and jumped to the place where the light flashed. Han Nuowei bent down and picked up the glowing object, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, the flash was the metal umbrella bone. This is a tattered straight-handled umbrella, which I don't know what year, month, or person threw it here.

"Better than nothing. Han Nuowei said in his heart. He clung to the tattered umbrella bones and leaned his back against the tree, ready for battle, but he waited for a long time, and the sound did not appear again.

Han Nuowei breathed a sigh of relief, the mountain wind blew, and he shivered with cold. He didn't know how long he had been running, but a wave of tiredness hit him, and he slumped down under the tree to rest. Not being able to judge the direction and not knowing where to flee made him very anxious, and he was sweating a lot just now, and he felt extremely thirsty. His throat was itching and aching from thirst, and he understood that it might be the after-effects of food poisoning, what would he do if Mo Aogu was still there? Thinking of this, he tugged at the weeds under the trees in annoyance.

After pulling the weeds for a while, Han Nuowei suddenly found that the weeds in this area were very smooth, and he pulled them up by the roots, but he didn't find the moss common in the jungle. He fumbled for a while, but found only a little moss. Strangely surprised, he got up and turned to the other side of the tree, and there was a large patch of wet moss on the ground facing the trunk. He hurriedly shook out the sheet wrapped around his waist, grabbed a handful of moss and put it on the sheet, wrapped it again, pinched it hard, and the muddy water seeped out, he quenched his thirst with muddy water in his mouth, although the earthy smell was tangy, but he was not willing to waste a drop.

After drinking the muddy water, Han Nuowei felt a little more sober, and his throat was not so uncomfortable. He re-wrapped the sheets, looked at the moss under his feet, and soon understood: the side with little moss should be facing south, while the other side was not well lit, and the shady place was naturally damp, so it was easy to grow moss.

Where to the south, Han Nuowei didn't know, but with the direction, at least it was not easy to get lost.

It was foggy, and the night was so thick that it was almost impossible to see anything. Han Nuowei was a mixed bag, happy that there must be a water source nearby, and the visibility was poor, so it was not easy for the pursuers to find him;

As he walked, Han Nuowei suddenly felt empty under his feet, and in shock, he grabbed the nearest branch. In a hurry, his hand was cut, but he didn't dare to let go. He could hear the sound of a falling waterfall in the distance, and there should be a mountain stream below, but he couldn't see anything but the fog.

He struggled to climb up, but suddenly heard the sound of a dog barking, could it be a police dog? Han Nuowei panicked suddenly. He listened carefully and judged that the dog should still be a long distance away from him, but he knew that the dog's sense of smell was very sensitive and could quickly catch his scent.

Han Nuowei felt a headache, no matter how strong his arm strength was, it was impossible to support it overnight. He didn't know how deep the mountain stream was, and it would be over if he fell. But if you climb up, you may not be able to climb up, and even if you do, it will be a dead end, do you have to face the police dogs and the pursuers? He thought of the rifles that he saw again and again through the small window of the gray prison, and the prison guards did not leave him for a moment, and his heart was furious.

Han Nuowei's brain was spinning rapidly: he had heard Mo Aogu say that the water in this area was very deep, so it should not be easy to hit the riverbed if he jumped. If you don't come into contact with the silt at the bottom of the river, you won't choke to death with the sediment. In addition, Mo Aogu said that although this area is mountainous, it is generally not high, and the Yinyang Pass happens to be halfway up the mountain. Assuming that the depth of the mountain stream is a hundred meters, then his fall time will not exceed five seconds, plus now the mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, which is beneficial to him.

But what if the depth of the mountain stream is more than 100 meters?

At this time, the sound of the dog barking was getting louder and louder, and Han Nuowei had already heard the sound of someone talking. He waited silently, his heart beating faster and faster, and he almost thought his heartbeat would be heard.

A light suddenly shone through, "Found it!" someone shouted, and it seemed that a lot of people had run over.

Han Nuowei listened to the noisy barking of dogs and footsteps, as if he heard the call of death, and as soon as his heart was crossed, he let go of his hands and fell straight into the boundless darkness.

Although Han Nuowei was so nervous that he was about to faint, he still remembered taking a deep breath, tensing his body, and falling into the water.

The icy water instantly surrounded him, and he felt that the muscles and veins of his whole body were activated. He struggled to spread his arms and swiped upwards.

Han Nuowei surfaced, and he took a few deep breaths, glad that he was still alive. He glanced up the mountain, and although he couldn't hear the shouts from the cliff, he still didn't dare to take it lightly. Without pause, he began to paddle forward.

He is best at freestyle, but this position is quite physically demanding, and after swimming for a while, his arms are so painful that he can barely lift them, and it takes a lot of effort to stroke each time.

Han Nuowei had to roll over, lie on his back, and rest for a while in a backstroke position. The night was like ink, and some gray clouds were blown by the wind and ran forward, just like him on the run.

Suddenly, Han Nuowei heard a gurgling sound, like the water in a pot was boiling.

Three watches in the middle of the night, how can anyone boil water in the river?

Han Nuowei's hairs stood on end. He took a deep breath and dived underwater.

At the bottom of the water, a black shadow floated towards him, not slow. Han Nuowei watched for a few seconds, then suddenly surfaced and swam wildly.

It was a big fish! I couldn't tell what it was, but I could tell that it was much larger than a human. The most important thing is that Han Nuowei has never seen or heard of such a big fish in this vicinity. The instinct to survive prompted him to paddle forward desperately, not daring to stop for a moment.

I don't know how long I paddled it, but the movement of boiling water seemed to fade away.

Han Nuowei breathed a sigh of relief at this time, he was too tired, so he lay on his back again, motionless, and let the river push him adrift.

He was originally hungry, but after escaping from prison, he was too nervous to forget about this for the time being, but now he calmed down, and suddenly felt that his stomach was empty and very uncomfortable. The stomach acid in his stomach began to rise, and he couldn't stop a wave of nausea, and his throat was hot, full of choking sour and earthy tastes.

Something touched Han Nuowei's toe.

Han Nuowei paused for a moment.

He suddenly reacted, turned over into the water in fright, and swam forward desperately.

The cooing sound sounded again, and the big fish really chased after him. Han Nuowei had already exerted a lot of physical strength at the moment, and his swimming speed had slowed down significantly, and he tried his best to hold on, but his mind had begun to dizzy, and his eyelids had begun to fight, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

"You just gave up?" Mo Aogu's voice appeared in his ears.

He turned his face sideways, but there was nothing around him, only the splashing of water.

Han Nuowei felt that his nose was a little sore, he tensed his muscles, and swam frantically for a while.

The dense fog seemed to gradually dissipate, Han Nuowei raised his head, and saw the gray clouds gathering together, and then slowly drifting to the side, the light blue sky revealed its true face little by little, and the sky was almost bright.

The gurgling sound had disappeared for some time, and the shadow of the grove could be faintly seen in front of me. Han Nuowei was overjoyed, tried his best, and swam to the shore in one go.

The moment his palm touched the riverbed, Han Nuowei collapsed like a dead fish and lay on the shore. He gasped and rolled over with difficulty. He had to rest for a while, because he was really exhausted. But the cold water did not allow him to do so, and when the wind blew, he shivered with cold, and had to force himself ashore. After going ashore, he checked it and found that he did not have a broken bone, but there was a long wound on the side of his waist, which was probably abrased by the cliff face when he hung on the cliff. Maybe it was the smell of blood from the wound that attracted the strange big fish, but fortunately he finally got rid of it. And the sheets that were wrapped around his waist and the shoes on his feet were lost at some point, and the sheets were lost, and without shoes, he had to walk barefoot.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and a fiery red light was rising from the east, and it was already daytime.

Han Nuowei was so tired that he collapsed on the shore and rested for a while. When he finally had a little strength, he sat up, held the river water, and drank it in large gulps. His face was reflected in the water, and when he saw the words and numbers on his body, he took off his prison uniform and threw himself into the water. As soon as he threw his clothes into the water, he suddenly thought of something, quickly picked up his clothes, picked up a stone by the river, wrapped it, and threw it vigorously to the water.

While undressing, Han Nuowei found the envelope in his pocket. Along the way, he only cared about fleeing, and he didn't read the letter that Mo Aogu handed to him. Han Nuowei opened the envelope and found that it was a passbook, and some of the handwriting on it had been blurred by blisters.

I can vaguely see that the person who opened the account is Mo Aogu. The first deposit was in 1991 and the deposit amount was 600 yuan. The second was in 1992, and the deposit amount was 840 yuan. Each deposit amount is different, one per year, and some amounts are no longer visible, but seem to be increasing year by year. The last deposit was in December 2010, and the deposit amount was 7,700 yuan.

Han Nuowei knew that Mo Aogu had a salary in the prison factory, but he didn't quite understand, what Mo Aogu was saving all this money for? Mo Aogu had never spent much money, not to mention, he didn't look down on this money at all after he was released from prison. Han Nuowei looked back and forth several times in the passbook, and suddenly found that all the deposit times that could be seen clearly were December 21.

That was the day Han Nuowei was born.

Han Nuowei looked at the old passbook in a daze. Gradually, he couldn't see clearly.

He squatted by the river and cried.

He didn't cry when he saw the news that Tao Baihe was married to Nan Zeyu, he didn't cry when he heard the news of his parents' death, and he didn't cry when Mo Aogu was accidentally electrocuted. He felt that his tears had dried up for a moment, but he still broke down when he understood the only relic that the old man had left him. He has always been reluctant to face the fact that he is a descendant of the Hanoverian family, and has always felt that the mysterious and noble family is not only extremely far away from him, but also brings endless disasters, but when he has nothing and is at the end of his rope, he realizes that what touches his soul the most is the true blood love.

Han Nuowei squatted by the river and cried for a long time, until his voice had become hoarse, and his eyes were so painful that he could barely open them, that he slowly calmed down. He swore to himself, "This will be the last time I will shed tears, because there is no one in this world worthy of my tears." From now on, what I will do is to shed the blood of all those who have hurt me! As long as I live in this world, I will never let them go! I will make them feel the deepest pain and the most complete despair, no matter what means are used!"