Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Human Heart
The answer, of course, is to go, and since it's already here, why not go? Even if there is a tiger's den in Longtan in front, you have to go. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This doesn't mean how brave Bai Ze is, damn, if you know that you can get a huge treasure if you go, this treasure can be used for life, but there is a little danger, everyone will go there.
Doesn't it say in Capital that sometimes the greater the danger, the greater the wealth gained? It's such a simple truth, if you don't want to do nothing in your life, you always have to fight.
There is still wind in the grassland at night, but the smell of this wind is full of a strange smell, a very unpleasant and faint fishy smell.
Bai Ze crouched on his stomach, trying to approach the yurt as carefully as possible, he didn't want to meet an ironclad soldier carrying a halberd on horseback, the feeling of being punctured in the chest as a barbecue was not good, and this feeling was very fucking real.
Fortunately, because the light was relatively dark at night, no one noticed Bai Ze slowly approaching when he was far away, but when he was about a hundred steps away, Bai Ze was a little nervous, and there were a lot of torches lit on the periphery of these yurts, and there were many spikes composed of thick wooden stakes, which was simply a medium-sized military camp.
Occasionally, a group of black-armored soldiers would patrol back and forth, and the armor of these black-armored soldiers looked brief, and it was not the kind of metal armor, but a very light leather goods, pitch black, and an indescribable beauty in the dim light.
These black-armored soldiers are equipped with a standard long knife at their waists, and they walk in unison, giving people an extremely solemn and orderly feeling......
The closer Bai Ze got closer, the more he didn't know what to do, this situation was impossible to break through, and while he was thinking about it, this group of black-armored soldiers ran in the direction of Bai Ze.
What's the situation, won't it be looking for me, Bai Ze muttered to himself, and secretly comforted himself that he was not looking for him, and told himself not to mess with himself.
But he M ran in a straight line, not looking for him, but for whom?
"Mom, what's the situation?" Bai Ze didn't think much about it, taking advantage of the fact that there were still dozens of steps away, he turned around and ran away, he didn't want to be treated as a human meat skewer anymore, it really hurt.
However, the team of about eight or nine black-armored soldiers in the back was still in hot pursuit, until they ran about two kilometers away from the yurt, Bai Ze's legs were a little sore, and he was panting heavily, and he barely got rid of most of them at this time, and only two black-armored soldiers were still in hot pursuit.
"M's, still chasing, your uncle's, what's the difference between this Nima and the cross-country three-kilometer run in the modern army, Lao Tzu can't do it, why do you love it." Bai Ze kept saying such words in his heart, his legs were so sore that he couldn't move, his knees were like they weren't his own, he wanted to lie down immediately and not move, but he didn't dare to stop, but the two black-armored soldiers behind him were still chasing him unhurriedly, as if he was in love with him.
So Bai Ze ran with his eyes closed, it was originally night, and he couldn't see the road clearly when it was dark, but Bai Ze was not afraid because this was a grassland area, and it was all a flat river, so there should be no uneven road.
"Ahh When Bai Ze was in the air, he subconsciously opened his teeth and danced his claws, and then the sound stopped abruptly, and he seemed to have fallen into a huge tunnel...... It's a deep tunnel, and the bones are about to fall apart.
Enduring the unbearable pain in his body, Bai Ze supported his body, stood up, looked around, and by the subtle light of the moonlight, he found himself in a huge pit that should have been dug artificially, and it was surrounded by rotten bones, which could be seen from the skull of a human, and there were black spots crawling on the bones, which should be a kind of corrosive insect.
A smell of decay rushed straight to his nose, disgusting, Bai Ze finally couldn't hold back, coughed hard, looked up, looked ahead, there was a large black thorn forest, and when he looked closely, he knew that it was a broken weapon stuck in the ground, swords, guns, swords, and sticks, and so on......
Bai Ze was choked with tears by this smell, he suddenly remembered that in the previous war, the corpses after the war were generally too lazy to burn, in order to prevent decay and plague, they all dug a pit and buried it, this huge pit is simply a place to bury corpses, called a corpse pit!
Under the huge circular pit, Bai Ze looked up speechlessly, and above the pit, the two black-armored soldiers chasing him stood there so fixedly, looking down at Bai Ze, slowly pulled out the long knife at his waist, and swooped down......
Of course, Bai Ze would not sit still, he pulled out a corroded spear from his side and held it in his hand...... The shaft of the spear was corroded with holes, and it no longer had its previous weight, Bai Ze didn't even feel heavy when he picked it up, and it was like holding a bamboo stick in his hand when he wielded it, but it was obvious that he was nervous......
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Bai Ze's spirit and soul were trapped in such a magical and strange place, but in the real world, he was still lying in the back seat of the BMW, his eyes closed as if he were asleep.
No one paid too much attention to him when he first went to sleep, but when the car drove to the high-speed service area, the car stopped, and when he needed to eat at noon, Jin Can instinctively glanced back at Bai Ze in the back row, and was suddenly shocked.
Bai Ze's face was very red, his breath was short, his body would occasionally shake unconsciously, and the sweat on his face was flowing like he didn't want money, as if he had suddenly had a serious illness.
"The air conditioner is turned on in the car, no, what's wrong with him? Should I be taken to the hospital? Jin Can asked Zhao Lianyi, he actually didn't care, he parked and said this, of course, he had his own plans.
Zhao Lianyi has been looking at Bai Ze's situation through the rearview mirror, and she actually knows very well what Bai Ze is like. However, at this time, she still lowered the seat, reached out and gently grabbed Bai Ze's wrist, closed her eyes, and held Bai Ze's wrist with her fingers in a posture of Chinese medicine pulse, and nodded, "He may have a fever and lack of water, help me buy a few bottles of mineral water and come back, it's not a big deal." ā
"He's fine." Jin Can was a little distracted, and pretended to be concerned about asking.
"It's fine." Zhao Lianyi nodded.
"Well, I'll just buy something to eat and come back and eat together."
"Hmm." Zhao Lianyi didn't look at Jin Can, and hummed softly.
Jin Can exhaled deeply at the moment he got out of the car and closed the door, and walked towards the supermarket with many people opposite, without looking back, Zhao Lianyi only turned his head to look at his back at this time, he didn't speak, people's hearts are complicated.
Just glanced at Jin Can, Zhao Lianyi focused on Bai Ze's body again, and his brows began to wrinkle now, revealing a look of concern.
"Bai Ze, if you want to get something, you will inevitably lose something, it depends on how you choose, it shouldn't be too bad, although I don't have much confidence in you." Saying such a thing with a self-muttering mentality, Zhao Lianyi shook his head and laughed unconsciously.
Jin Can walked to the supermarket in the service area, walked around the various water and food on the shelves, and finally walked to the counter as if he had made some kind of decision and said to the cashier: "Can you borrow a mobile phone, my mobile phone is out of battery." (Jin Can's mobile phone was confiscated by Zhao Lianyi early in the morning.) ļ¼
"This." The cashier is an aunt, obviously powerful, seeing that Jin Can's eyes are bloodshot and wearing obviously damp and wrinkled clothes, God knows what she is doing, and she suddenly hesitated.
"I'm in a hurry, I'll give you a hundred lines, soon." Jin Can glanced at Zhao Lianyi's car from a distance, looked a little anxious, and directly took out a semi-damp red old man's head and stuffed it into the aunt's hand.
Jin Can smoothly took the cashier's aunt's mobile phone, hurriedly walked to the corner of a shelf, tapped his fingers, dialed out a number, and immediately said: "Uncle Guan, it's me, I'm in trouble......"