The uncle watched Zhou Bin eat so anxiously, took out the kettle he was carrying and handed it to him: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Don't choke on your saliva. ”

Zhou Bin took the water, took a big sip and swallowed all the cakes in his mouth after taking a few sips.

Zhou Bin felt full after eating half of the cakes, and Zhou Bin looked at the uncle for the rest of the cakes, and the uncle smiled and said, "You can keep it, if you want to go out, you have to walk for three or four days to see the road."

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Zhou Bin was taken aback: "What kind of place is this? Why did it take so long? ”

"Silly boy, can you drive and walk the same? And the place you are here is on the border between two provinces, and you see which way you are going?

On the one hand, you can quickly get to the side of the road by walking down the mountain, but the road is not much better than in the mountains, because passing cars do not stop. There used to be bandits out of the mountains here who robbed a lot of vehicles, and although the bandits were arrested, the cars never dared to stop anymore.

On the other side, there is an uphill road, and you can get out after climbing three hills. The people over there are more welcoming and simple.

You see how you choose. The uncle slowly told Zhou Bin about the situation here.

Zhou Bin pondered for a moment and asked the uncle: "I heard that a murderer has escaped into the mountains recently, have you heard?"

"Hahaha, it's not just the recent incident that the murderer escaped into the mountains!"

The uncle smiled very strangely, and before Zhou Bin could figure out the situation, he saw the uncle take out the mountain opening knife pinned to his waist and put it on Zhou Bin's neck.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Zhou Bin was frightened, and the cakes in his hands fell to the ground.

"Where are you a policeman? I have been hiding in the mountains for 20 years, and I miss my wife and children every day, but I dare not go home, so I can only hide in the mountains like a turtle with a shrunken head.

Look at me. I'm like this, won't you let me go?" said the uncle, crying, tears and snot all on his gray beard.

Zhou Bin was stunned, this uncle is also a fugitive?

"Uncle. Have you ever seen a cop as stupid as me? Look at how I look like a cop?

And in this winter, when I enter this deep mountain and old forest, will I come to arrest people alone? If I don't freeze to death, I will starve to death!" Zhou Bin directly unzipped his coat and showed it to the uncle. Anyway, he didn't have any documents on him, and the uncle couldn't find anything.

"Are you really confused? You must be a police spy! I'm not afraid to tell you that I can't remember how many police spies I've killed in the past 20 years.

But I buried them all together so they weren't lonely.

I'll send you to be their companion today!" the uncle said, pulling Zhou Bin to stand up, and pushed him forward.

The uncle was very confident in his knife and reaching out, and he didn't tie Zhou Bin, but just put the knife against his waist and followed behind.

The leaves and broken branches of the trees in the woods are scattered between the trunks, and walking on them makes a crisp sound of being trampled and broken.

The soles of Zhou Bin's leather shoes are not suitable for mountain roads, and his feet emitted a hot pain after not walking for a while.

"Uncle, I'm really not a policeman, and my shoes are really not suitable for such mountain roads.

My feet are blistered. It really hurts. Zhou Bin was grinding and chirping while selling miserably.

"Stop talking nonsense! Otherwise, I'll hack you here, so I don't have to listen to your mother's nonsense. The uncle's tone was very bad and scolded him.

Zhou Bin had to give up this method for the time being.

It's just that he hasn't walked for half an hour, and when Zhou Bin looked at the three middle-aged men who were almost bald heads who suddenly appeared in front of him, his heart sank.

Director Yan said that the fugitives were three people, all in their thirties and forties. First of all, this age and appearance are matched.

The uncle also saw the three people, and couldn't help but light up the knife, and a cruel expression appeared on his face: "What person?"

The clothes worn by the three people were very messy, and it seemed that they should be the clothes that others had sunned outside, and the uncle guessed that they were either fugitives or were being chased and killed.

"Uncle, a few of us have failed in business. If you live and can't pay off your debts, you want to find a place where no one is there and commit suicide and die quietly.

Who knew that we were treated as fugitives on the way, and they had to arrest us.

We fled into the mountains.

What is the situation with you?" someone answered the uncle's question, obviously the uncle didn't believe it very much, and the other party asked him about the relationship between him and Zhou Bin, and he didn't want to answer.

"Just mind yourselves!" The uncle didn't answer angrily, and continued to walk forward with Zhou Bin.

"Bang!" a shrill gunshot pierced the silence of the forest, and birds flew out of the woods in terror and let out frightened calls.

Zhou Bin saw one of the three people holding a black pistol in his hand at him and the uncle.

When I turned around, I saw that the uncle was staring at him with disbelief eyes, and a blood-colored hole appeared in his chest, bubbling with bright red blood.

As soon as Zhou Bin thought that the other party had a gun, he quickly pretended to be very scared, hugged his head and crawled on the ground and shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm really a lost tourist." ”

The uncle pointed at Zhou Bin with his finger and fell down without saying a word, shaking a few leaves on the ground.

The three people walked over slowly, and someone kicked Zhou Bin a few times, and Zhou Bin cried out to his father and mother in pain.

"Useless waste, what are you doing so loudly before I kick it hard?" The person who kicked Zhou Bin scolded and kicked a few more times before giving up.

Zhou Bin lay on the ground and saw from between his fingers that the three people had casually pulled some leaves from the uncle's corpse.

Then grabbed Zhou Bin's hair and trapped him, and continued to walk forward.

"A few big brothers, there are traps ahead and you can't go. I just climbed up from that pit. Zhou Bin pretended to be kind and reminded them.

"Do you think we're as stupid as you?" someone slapped Zhou Bin in dissatisfaction, and half of Zhou Bin's face was numb.

"Big brother, don't fight, okay? I've been hungry for a day and a night and I'm about to die, if you beat me again, I'll feel wronged when I die." Zhou Bin looked at those people aggrievedly, and those people were too lazy to take care of Zhou Bin and just pulled the rope that trapped him and walked forward.

Zhou Bin saw that these people really couldn't get in, so he had to calm down for a while, thinking about how to get out safely.

I don't know how long I walked, Zhou Bin saw a shack built with many arm-thick tree trunks more than 20 meters in front of him, and it turned out that these people were looking for a place for the uncle.

There was a hanging pot on the right side of the shack, and the wood underneath had turned into black charcoal.

Next to the hanging pot is a large puddle with a diameter of one meter. It should be a puddle dug by the uncle to store water.

To the left of the shack is a wooden cage surrounded by branches, in which rabbits and pheasants huddle together to bask in the sun.

"I'll go, this old thing is not bad, and there are so many living creatures, and now there is meat to eat. "When a person sees a rabbit, he gets excited and reaches out and grabs it.

The other two left him alone and let him go.

One person tied Zhou Bin to a tree near the shack, and the other went to rummage through the uncle's shack, found a lot of dried jerky, threw it into the hanging pot, and began to make a fire.

The two people over there were laboriously skinning the rabbit, and the rabbit's head was blurred by the flesh and blood smashed with stones, and Zhou Bin turned his head away from looking at them.

He could conclude that these men were brutal and cold-blooded, so he gave up on intellectually influencing them.