Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Quagmire of the Past

All the way north, there are thorns everywhere, and there is no open area to build a fire and pot. At noon, Liu Zhendong ordered to rest in place, the ground was damp, and everyone only ate some dry food and hurried on the road again, hoping to find an empty and dry place to sleep well as soon as possible.

Vincent took the scimitar that Zhang Shanfeng had in hand, and explored the way with Dai Mingzhong in front.

"Little foreigner, uncle hug. Zhang Shanfeng stretched out his hand and said to Little Jack.

"I can!" Jack Bauer pulled away Zhang Shanfeng's outstretched hand and looked at him fiercely.

Zhang Shanfeng was obviously frightened by Jack's eyes, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Hehe, this is ...... This little foreigner is quite capable!"

"Mr. Zhang, don't be surprised!" Vincent said, turning around.

"Hehe," Zhang Shanfeng became more and more embarrassed, "What's this? a child!

At night, the thorny road was finally completed, but there was no dry open space to be seen. In front of him, it was empty, but it was a swamp with no end in sight, and a winding road was covered with moss, surrounded by a bay of clear ponds. In the clear pond, some reeds grow sparsely, and from time to time egrets and wild ducks fly out of the reeds and soar into the sky.

Liu Zhendong stood at the junction of the jungle and the swamp, looked at the swamp, was silent for a long time, and said, "Camp on the spot and leave tomorrow." ”

The crowd whispered. At that time, the tent was not waterproof, how could you sleep in such a humid place?

"Plastic film is placed under the tent. Liu Zhendong said again.

The crowd stopped talking. I don't know how wide the swamp ahead is, and no one has the strength to continue moving forward, and even if they do, I'm afraid they will have to spend the night in the swamp.

A layer of plastic film was laid, and dozens of tents were quickly erected. Tired people slipped into their tents and took a nap on the cold ground. Fortunately, it was summer, otherwise I would have to freeze to death.

Dai Mingzhong, who was tired all day, still had to serve this group of people to eat, and it was also a troublesome thing to make a fire in this kind of place, and the firewood was damp. A few handymen gathered some wood, lit a fire with paper, and put wet wood on the fire. Suddenly the smoke was billowing and the camp was full of coughing, and they all endured it in order to eat a hot meal.

Dinner was ready, three hours later. Above the camp, a round of bright moonlight poured down, illuminating the land as clear as day.

Insects squirm and frogs chirp all over the sky. Although the scenery is good, people's hearts are extremely heavy!

"It's time to eat, it......'s time to eat," Zhang Shanfeng shouted as he shuttled through the camp.

"Brother Dong, sister-in-law, it's time to eat. He ran to Liu Zhendong's tent and shouted.

However, there was no squeak in the tent. Could it be that something has happened? Zhang Shanfeng thought to himself, his daughter-in-law has not yet been born!

He unzipped the tent, but saw Wu Xianhui with tears on his face, Liu Zhendong only shook his head and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Shanfeng asked.

"Eat, I'm not hungry!" Liu Zhendong replied.

Zhang Shanfeng was inconvenient to ask more, and he left.

Seeing him go away, Liu Zhendong pulled on the zipper and said, "Don't cry, there's no turning back." ”

"Can you bear to watch everyone follow you to death?" Wu Xianhui cried.

"Don't say it, they all came voluntarily, and I didn't force everyone. Liu Zhendong shook his head again and sighed.

"I really misjudged you!" Wu Xianhui wiped a handful of tears with a handkerchief and said, "You are so selfish, for your own ideals......"

"I said it," Liu Zhendong's expression became hideous, "Don't say it again!"

"You, how did you become like this?"

"Don't say it!" Liu Zhendong roared loudly, his fists clenched.

"What's the matter, you still want to beat me?"

"Smack!" a resounding slap in the face.

"You ......" Wu Xianhui looked at Liu Zhendong in a daze, hid his face and cried bitterly, then unzipped the tent and ran out. On her face, five red marks were left.

"I'm sorry! Xianhui, I was wrong!" Liu Zhendong looked at Wu Xianhui's back and recalled those vows under the moon before the flower.

At the beginning, he was still a fledgling stunned young man and unruly. Wu Xianhui is five years younger than him, and as the child of a high-ranking cadre, she resolutely gave up her studies and married Liu Zhendong despite the opposition of her family. After marriage, he was also happy, and Liu Zhendong's later achievements also made his father-in-law and mother-in-law, who were high-ranking officials in Kyoto, slowly accept him.

However, his current face made Wu Xianhui's heart like ashes.

He chased after him, for fear that his beloved wife would do something impulsive. For his irrational behavior, Liu Zhendong is also very remorseful.

On the row of wooden planks, in six large iron basins, the food was no longer as full as it was yesterday. With more than 30 mouths missing, Dai Mingzhong's expression was solemn, and he scooped up the lunch box that kept stretching out.

Zhang Dagang is still walking in the middle, but his speed is much faster than yesterday. Dai Mingzhong was no longer so stingy, and scooped him a full box of meals, even more than others'.

"What's wrong? Zhang Dagang was munching on his meal, but he saw Wu Xianhui running towards the swamp.

Wu Xianhui ignored him and just ran forward. Zhang Dagang felt strange, and saw Liu Zhendong also running over. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, put down the lunch box in his hand, and chased after him.

Wu Xianhui ran to the edge of the swamp and sat on the wet ground, burying his head and crying.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Liu Zhendong chased after her, stood behind her, and whispered.

"You go. Wu Xianhui buried his head and sobbed.

When Zhang Dagang saw it, he knew that the two of them had quarreled, and it was inconvenient to ask more about other people's family affairs. Turning around and about to leave, he heard two people screaming.

He looked back and saw that Wu Xianhui had fallen into the mud puddle, and his entire calf was under the mud. She struggled desperately, trying to break free, however, the more she struggled, the deeper she sank.

Liu Zhendong looked frightened, he took Wu Xianhui's hand and wanted to pull her out. However, not only did he fail to pull Wu Xianhui out, but he also fell into it.

The two of them kept beating the water, and their bodies gradually sank.

"Director Liu, don't be afraid, I'll call someone. Zhang Dagang ran back.

Over there, Dai Mingzhong and Wen Sen heard the movement and ran over, and met the panicked Zhang Dagang halfway.

"What's wrong?" Dai Mingzhong asked.

He ...... They fall into ...... It's a quagmire. Zhang Dagang replied breathlessly.

"Go first, tell them not to panic, and I'll go back and get the rope." With that, Vincent ran back.

Dai Mingzhong and Zhang Dagang ran to the place of the incident, only to see that the mud surface had not reached the chest of the two.

"Don't panic, Vincent will be here soon. Zhang Dagang shouted.

However, the two couldn't listen to it at all, and they struggled more and more, falling faster and faster.

Vincent took a thick rope and quickly ran over. He threw out the rope and told Liu Zhendong and Wu Xianhui to grab the rope.

The three of them worked together and dragged the two people in the quagmire up.

Liu Zhendong sat on the ground, palpitating, and then looked at Wu Xianhui with affection and asked, "Xianhui, are you okay?"

Wu Xianhui's whole body trembled, his lips were blue, trembling, and he replied, "It's okay!" After that, he hugged Liu Zhendong and cried.

Liu Zhendong comforted Wu Xianhui. Dai Mingzhong and Wen Sen helped the two walk back to the camp, while Zhang Dagang followed behind, secretly rejoicing in his heart: After this incident, Liu Zhendong estimated that he had to retreat.

Liu Zhendong and Wu Xianhui went to the tent to get clean clothes, went to Qingtang to wash the mud on their bodies, changed into clean clothes, and walked back.

"Director Liu, do you want to keep going?" Zhang Dagang looked at Liu Zhendong, who was still a little afraid, and asked.

Liu Zhendong sorted out his thoughts and said, "Go on!"