Chapter 3: Perils in Past Life III
Although Guo Yang felt that there was no way to escape, the woman next to him had saved his life just now, and because of this, his courage must be infinitely stronger to be her last barrier.
The wolves were drooling from their big mouths with cold light, and they were waiting for the leader to give an order.
Guo Yang jumped into the air with all his might, kicked hard, and pulled Ling Wei to turn around and flee while the dead leaves on the ground were dancing in the air.
The wolves chased after them through the dead leaves.
Suddenly, a pile of dead leaves fell down like a net, and Guo Yang and Ling Wei were pulled into a deep hole at the same time, and with Ling Wei's frightened scream, the two disappeared into the eyes of the wolves.
A pair of bright green eyes searched around in vain.
Guo Yang and Ling Wei shook off the dead leaves and hay all over their bodies, only to find that they had fallen into a man-made trap.
The trap was extremely deep, dark and terrifying, and Guo Yang held Ling Wei's hand tightly to give her a real sense of security.
Countless pairs of green eyes were replaced by an unwilling howl, echoing in the mountains and forests, and they did not go for a long time
It wasn't until the wolves had no choice but to disperse that Staff Officer Ding relieved himself and left with his subordinates.
Guo Yang suddenly felt physically and mentally tired, every day of a soldier's life was as tired as if he had lived a lifetime, he sighed heavily, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and rested.
Ling Wei looked at him in the dark, and couldn't see his appearance, no matter what he looked like, it was the same in Ling Wei's heart, just a chess piece, stepping into her game.
Ling Wei didn't notice Guo Yang's awakening, she was concentrating on weaving a long vine, cleaning almost all the bottom of the cave.
Ling Wei wore her long hair half-tied over her right shoulder, her pointed chin and small thin lips looming between a few strands of falling hair, the thoughtful tranquility made people dare not disturb her, Guo Yang just looked at her silently.
After a long time, Ling Wei noticed that a pair of eyes were watching her, so she stopped what she was doing and said softly, "It will be fine soon." With that, he continued his work.
Ling Wei's words were very gentle, as if she was answering her husband's tacit question, which made Guoyang listen very warmly.
"I'll come!" said Guoyang and walked over to help.
"You're here to help right away. Ling Wei said and stopped what she was doing, stood up, looked up at the high entrance of the cave, and said, "Now I want you to figure out a way." ”
Guo Yang smiled tacitly, took the vine in Ling Wei's hand, and said, "This trap is not meant to catch people, you see. Ling Wei followed his gaze, and there were several large iron nails hidden along the cave wall.
Ling Wei smiled gracefully, Guo Yang only then realized that she was a very beautiful woman, and before he had time to take a closer look at her, he began to coil the vines on the iron nails step by step.
Guo Yang carefully tied it step by step, Ling Wei was extremely nervous and followed step by step, Guo Yang asked Ling Wei from time to time: "Can you hold it?" "If you can't hold it, you have to say it" "Are you okay?" ......
Guo Yang finally crawled out of the hole, turned over and reached out to pull Ling Wei out and pulled her out hard, the two of them breathed a big sigh of relief, lying on the ground gasping.
"Shouldn't we go, or the stay will be a wolf's dinner again. Guoyang said with a laugh.
"They're not dead yet, let's go!" Ling Wei said and stood up, but suddenly turned her head, her eyes were dark, her body was unstable, and she fainted instantly.
"Hey-" Guo Yang was surprised, and was busy helping her up, wanting to call her anything but couldn't, only to find that he didn't know the name of the woman who had experienced life and death with him.
Guoyang once again carried her on the unknown road.
Walk and rest, rest and walk, until noon, finally find a place to stay.
It was a bombed-out house, and under the house was a cellar with broken wood piled up.
Guo Yang carried Ling Wei down the cellar, and then covered the cellar mouth with waste wood.
The cellar was dark and cold, Guo Yang carefully put Ling Wei in a dry place, picked up a broken bucket on the spot, and went out to fetch some water.
The wellhead was blown up, but the water was still clear, and when I came back from carrying water, I picked up some rags by the way.
Ling Wei muttered something in her mouth, looking very frightened, seeing that Guo Yang was a little flustered, and there was a kind of fear in her heart, afraid that she would die.
For half a day, he was busy wiping her sweat and boiling her head with a damp cloth, and her head was hot, which made him clench.
After these movements were looped I don't know how many times, he subconsciously probed her forehead, and finally cooled down, which made him feel at ease.
It was only at this time that he had the leisure to take a serious look at this strange woman who lived and died with her. The dirt on her face covered her original appearance, and he couldn't help but gently brush off the hair that was covering her face, moved the wet cloth that was boiling on her forehead to her face, and deliberately washed her face, and gradually a delicate and beautiful face appeared.
In this era, beautiful women are destined to have a tragic fate, and ugly women have to live well and cleanly, and he feels sorry for this delicate and beautiful face.
"Don't, please let go of my family, please!" Ling Wei reached out in panic and grabbed it, Guo Yang grabbed her hand and gave her a steady steady.
"We are just ordinary people, please let my family go!" Ling Wei said in a blurred sense as she held Guoyang's hand tightly.
"Miss, it's okay! It's all right! Let you go, let your family go!" Guo Yang comforted.
After Ling Wei heard this, she calmed down, her hand gradually softened, and Guo Yang held it tightly.
It was this handshake that made him feel subtle about her.
This is a very pitiful woman in troubled times, and the smoke burning in the back mountain must be where her home is located, and it was probably ruthlessly burned by the two teams who would rather kill a hundred than let it go.
He watched her quietly, her silhouette becoming clearer and clearer before his eyes, and sinking deeper and deeper into his heart.