Xiaoqing glanced back at the man who raised the objection, and replied in an unquestioning tone: "It is enough to have a soul worship, leave this kid first, I want to study it carefully, how he came to life."

Indeed, being able to simmer in a sealed cabin for an hour and still be able to wake up is a miracle in itself.

Not only Xiaoqing was curious, but even these men wanted to figure out how Wang Shao woke up.

The man who objected stopped talking, stood quietly beside him, pressed his hands on his chest, like Xiaoqing, and began to chant words in his mouth.

Xiaoqing, who closed her eyes, also pressed her hand to her chest, muttering some strange words in her mouth.

It was a language that Wang Shao didn't understand, a bit like the local dialect, which should be the term for this kind of worship ceremony.

However, Wang Shao was not interested in these worship terms, he was concerned about the Oriental Yellow Dragon that was still on the dry pyre.

Wang Shao, who had gained physical freedom, sat paralyzed in the grass, weak, but his mouth could still move.

Seeing that Xiaoqing and the others were all silent, Wang Shao couldn't help but beg: "You guys quickly find a way to extinguish the fire, there is another person above, quickly get him down." ”

In the face of Wang Shao's bitter pleading, Xiaoqing and the others were indifferent and continued the worship ceremony.

Maybe Wang Shao at this time didn't pose any threat, they didn't bother to talk to him, they just wanted to complete the worship ceremony.

Struggling to stand up, Wang Shao walked to Xiaoqing's side and continued to plead: "You can't do this, get him down quickly." ”

Xiao Qing, who was gloomy, narrowed her eyes, and said hatefully: "That person has already been burned, don't scream anymore, otherwise when the old lady changes her mind, even you will be burned together." ”

Looking back at the burning dry pyre, it was already on fire at this moment, and the sound of "crackling" explosions came and went, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh.

It's over, Dongfang Huanglong has already burned with this pile of dry firewood, and it's too late to save it.

Those pictures that he had experienced with Dongfang Huanglong slowly appeared in his mind like slow motion, making Wang Shao almost collapse.

Thinking of the many times that Dongfang Huanglong helped all the way from the provincial capital, Wang Shao only felt that his nose was sour.

Especially in the black bushes by the stream, when the terrible reddish-brown reptile was found, Dongfang Huanglong's desperate feat made Wang Shao's heart ache.

Because of that, Dongfang Huanglong was bitten and almost died, but fortunately he got Jiang Haofeng's help.

If it weren't for Dongfang Huanglong's many assistance, Wang Shao would not have survived to this day.

But now, Wang Shao had to watch Dongfang Huanglong turn into ashes in front of him and those dry firewood.

From beginning to end, Dongfang Huanglong was performing the noble duty of a policeman, doing his best to protect Wang Shao's personal safety until the moment of his life.

And Wang Shao hasn't said anything seriously.

Not only that, in order to go to Bangkang to find Shi Jingxiang, Dongfang Huanglong resolutely accepted Jiang Haofeng's task, but he didn't expect this trip to Bangkang to become his trip on this shijie.

But originally Dongfang Huanglong was supposed to be on the way back to China after recovering from injury.

Thinking of this, Wang Shao suddenly turned around, knelt down on the burning dry pyre, and shouted hysterically: "Brother Huanglong, I'm sorry, I killed you!" ”

This is a belated confession, and it is Wang Shao's heartfelt words.

It's a pity that Dongfang Huanglong will never hear it.

Dongfang Huanglong couldn't hear it, but Xiaoqing and the others really heard it.

This is Chai Wang's burial ceremony, and what is going on is a soul burial, and it is necessary to pray quietly, but Wang Shao kept shouting and screaming, which completely angered Xiaoqing and others.

"The old lady wants to let you go, but you want to find death yourself, and you can't complain." Xiaoqing snorted coldly.

The man who had raised the objection earlier seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and rushed over with a curse when he heard the words. He shouted uncleanly: "Paralyzed boy, you like the person above so much, go down to accompany him." ”

After saying that, he made a hands-on message, and the rest of the men couldn't wait to gather around, their faces full of schadenfreude.

Perhaps, they are all very disgusted with this Wang Shao, who does not know the current affairs, and they can't wait to throw him into the fire.

In normal times, Wang Shao will definitely fight back and teach the man who opened his mouth to scold his mother a hard lesson, regardless of whether he is sure to win against this man or not.

But today is different.

Having just woken up from the suffocating deep coma, Wang Shao's whole person was still in a state of collapse, and he had no strength to fight back, so he could only watch these wolf-like men grab his hands and feet.

Because these men hated the military short guns held by Wang Shao and the others, they showed no mercy and only broke his arm.

Wang Shao, who was weak, once again faced the doom of being burned.

If there was still a glimmer of hope just now, then now there is no possibility of survival, and Wang Shao's stubborn personality is blamed.

Closing his eyes again, Wang Shao shouted zuihou: "Gucheng County, I'm back, and I'm a good man again after 17 years." ”

Seeing that Wang Shao was about to die in the fire.

Just as Wang Shao's life was hanging by a thread, a shout came from the cage behind the stilted building.

It was a man's voice, Wang Shao couldn't understand the content of the shouting, but judging from the reactions of these men, it should be a warning word.

The man's shouts broke the silence of the early morning, drowning out the sound of "crackling" firewood burning.

The shout was accompanied by a crisp string of gunshots.

A few bullets hit the green grass, bringing up a few grains of grass mixed with dirt and landing at the men's feet.

Several men looked frightened, carefully put Wang Shao back on the grass, and looked at Xiaoqing with blank faces.

And Xiaoqing didn't have the previous rebelliousness, staring nervously at the direction where the bullet came, and responded with something in his mouth.

It seems that someone has launched an offensive against Xiaoqing and the others, and they want to smash the mourning hall.

Or maybe Xiaoqing's enemy came to the door, and it happened at this time that he inadvertently allowed himself to breathe temporarily.

Guessing like this, Wang Shao couldn't help but turn his head to look over, but found a familiar figure.

No, it should be said that it is two.

I saw that from the bunker of the cage in the stilted building, several figures wearing light-colored camouflage uniforms walked out, all armed with semi-automatic rifles, and the leader was Jiang Haofeng, who had not been seen for a day.

Behind Jiang Haofeng, there was actually a woman in a dress, Leng Yueqiu.

Seeing Jiang Haofeng's appearance at first glance, Wang Shao was overjoyed, and he didn't care about asking anything, so he rushed over with an arrow and shouted: "Brother Haofeng, hurry up and save people, Brother Huanglong was ...... by them"

While speaking, Wang Shao turned his head anxiously and pointed to the burning dry pyre, but he couldn't say anything about the words behind, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Because just as he raised his hand to the dry pyre, he only heard a sound of "bang-la-la", and the dry pyre that was originally built high collapsed and was razed into a sea of fire.

A pungent smell of charcoal spread quickly with the smell of burnt mush, and the splashed sparks flew in all directions and fell into the dew-stained grass.

On the pile of red-hot charcoal, a charred body can be vaguely discerned, where can you still see the appearance of the Oriental Yellow Dragon before?

Seeing that Dongfang Huanglong was unrecognizable and was burned into a ball, Wang Shao was angry for a while, his eyes were dark, and he fell headlong in the grass, losing consciousness.

In a daze, he saw Dongfang Huanglong coming over with a smile, holding a small red book in his hand, and whispered: "Xiaoshao, please hand this over to the relevant departments, you must restore my true identity for me, I don't want to be misunderstood for a lifetime, saying that I am a mixed society, I must hand it over." ”

Hearing Dongfang Huanglong's almost pleading voice, Wang Shao couldn't help but have a sour nose, and stretched out his hand to pick up the red book, but Tu Zhiqiang suddenly rushed out from the side, snatched the red book, and took it in his hand to look at it carefully, looking like a three-year-old child getting a delicious lollipop.

Then, Tu Zhiqiang held the small red book high, swayed all the way and ran forward, shouting mischievously: "You come to chase me, and when you catch me, I will return this book to you." ”

Gathering all his strength, Wang Shao chased after Tu Zhiqiang's back, but he couldn't catch up, just when he wanted to stop and take a breath, Xiaoqing appeared in front of him with a short gun, and said with a sneer: "This is the short gun that we were confiscated by the military, and now I will use this gun to end your life." ”

The instinct to survive made Wang Shao retreat one after another, constantly waving his hands, and shouting in his mouth: "No, don't!" ”

The waving hands stopped in mid-air, and Wang Shao suddenly opened his eyes, only to realize that he had a nightmare just now.

Consciousness immediately recovered at this moment, and the miserable picture of Dongfang Huanglong suddenly occupied his mind.

After trying to move his arms stretched out in the air, and rubbing his sleepy eyes, Wang Shao looked around and found that he was on a bamboo bed in a stilted building.

The strong light came in from the small window of the stilted building, stabbing his eyes, Wang Shao couldn't help but close his eyes, but the tragic situation of the Oriental Yellow Dragon appeared.

I still remember that at the previous critical juncture, it was Jiang Haofeng who led the soldiers of the Wa State to rush into the medicine den surrounded by this bamboo fence, so that he could pick up a life.

Because of the tragic situation of Dongfang Huanglong, coupled with the extreme prostration of the body, and the lack of oxygen in the brain, he fainted on the grass, how could he sleep in bed at this time?

Opening his eyes again, Wang Shao looked around and found that the entire bamboo house was empty, except for him sleeping alone on the bamboo bed, there was no one else in sight.

Judging by the strong sunlight outside the window, it should be noon.

Before Xiaoqing had set up a mourning hall on the grass to hold a ceremony for the boss named Chai Wang, but later Jiang Haofeng rushed in in time and saved his life.

The scene is still vivid, but there is no one in this bamboo house.

Where is this?

Is Xiaoqing a den selling medicine, or has he already gone somewhere else?

Where did Jiang Haofeng and those people go?