Chapter 7: Drawing the Knife

Heavy rain in the mountains is easy to form flash floods, and Wang Zhi's thoughts are all on Zhang Jingjiang's body, otherwise he would not have found out until the torrents were about to rush to him.

He had no other thoughts, he used his hands and feet together, grabbed the rock wall and climbed up quickly, and when he had climbed five or six meters, the torrent finally enveloped the rocks and attacked with a roar.

Wang Zhi looked up and looked up, less than half a meter in front of him, there were already very dense mountain grasses growing, these grasses were all sixty or seventy centimeters high, growing very well, it seemed that there was a boundary, a boundary that a flood peak would not easily cross.

Wang Zhi didn't have time to climb any further, feeling the vibration of the mountain wall in his chest, he could only grit his teeth and stick to the cliff like a gecko.

With a bang, a ferocious flood slapped on Wang Zhi's body with stones, almost knocking him down, he could only fight with the strength to feed, and grabbed the rock so hard that he could barely feel his fingers in just a few strokes.

Fortunately, after Hong Feng's striker passed, the water level immediately dropped a little, and he could only cover his calves.

Wang Zhi knew that this was the best time to move forward, if he lay here again, when the next flood came, he would be finished, but he thought so, but at this time, his body was not the same as his at all, and now he wanted to let go, but he found that his fingers had no feeling, and he was slammed into the crack of the rock, and he couldn't move if he wanted to.

Wang Zhi was desperate, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he really didn't expect that he didn't die in the hands of those who chased and killed him, but died in this unexpected natural disaster.

Just when Wang Zhi gave up his plan to continue to survive in despair, closed his eyes and waited for the next flood, his brain seemed to have been hit by something suddenly, he couldn't help but snort dullly, and then naturally raised his hand and grabbed the back of his head.

This grasp didn't find anything strange, but it made him stunned for a moment, a little puzzled by how his hand suddenly felt it.

But now is not the time for him to pursue it, the rumbling sound was loud again, and Brother Wang Zhi climbed up without thinking about it, and when he finally got into the grass above in one breath, another flood peak with countless stones rolled under his feet at a gallop, and the splashing waves even confused his vision.

Wang Zhi lay in the grass for several minutes, his body had a little strength, but at the same time, there were bursts of uncomfortable soreness from his body.

He sat up hard, lifted his tracksuit and touched it, and found that there were several bruises and abrasions all over his body, which should have been caused by the stones on his body when the flood rushed over just now, because it was completely dark, and the lightning did not flash much, he couldn't see how serious it was, but he felt a burst of suppressed soreness permeate his entire body.

He pressed a bruise on his waist with his hand, and the pain made him breathe in the cold air, maybe he was numb just now, so he didn't feel much, and now he studied it so seriously, it was really not a comfortable thing.

After touching it a few times, Wang Zhi finally gave up, he was about to lie back in the grass, but his back was pushed by the satchel, and it hurt him so much that he sat up straight.

He pulled the satchel in front of him from behind him, not to mention, these hundreds of dollars were indeed more useful than a few dollars of tatters, at least so far, the satchel was still intact except for being wet.

Wang Zhi opened the satchel, and at first glance saw the crystal that emitted blue fluorescence inside, and now it was pitch black around, and the bright light of the crystal was very bright, and he could even see that when the rain fell from the sky, it smashed on the surface of the water spirit, but there was no splash, and the rain seemed to fall into the sea of fire, and it disappeared without a trace.

Wang Zhi was stunned for a moment, then reached out and took out the water spirit.

In the vast rain, the fluorescence of the water spirit, which was originally only a faint one, immediately brightened a lot, and it was as conspicuous as a lighthouse in the dark valley.

At the same time, a soft aura slowly entered his body along his arm, slowly flowing through his body, as long as the aura flowed through, the bruises, abrasions, immediately healed as before, this feeling made Comrade Wang Zhi can't help but sigh comfortably.

The pain on his body quickly healed, and Wang Zhi lay back on the ground comfortably, but this water spirit was good, but it did not eliminate the fatigue of Wang Zhi's brother.

He now felt that he had no strength in his body, and he felt that he could not even raise his hand, and he lay on the wet grass, looking at the swaying blades of grass around him, watching them sway wildly under the beating of the raindrops, and he really wanted to fall asleep.

It's a pity that the rain is still too cold, especially the soaked clothes, which are really uncomfortable to wrap around the body.

He lay on the ground for more than ten minutes, although he was extremely reluctant, he still had to get up, at this time, just standing up like this, Wang Zhi felt that he was fighting with his body, he felt that as long as he compromised a little, he could only let his body lie back obediently.

But the current Wang Zhi is no longer the original Wang Zhi, in fact, the current situation does not allow him to continue to stay, he has stayed in this valley for too long, and those people outside may come in at any time, and they will obviously not be ordinary people, at that time, he will really be unable to fly.

It was so dark at night, the clouds completely blocked the sky, and the rain was so thick that his vision was blurred, and he had to use a water spirit as a flashlight to illuminate the way, and then stumbled and continued to climb diagonally.

The grass on the hillside was very deep, and if one bent down, he could completely hide in the grass, and Wang Zhi walked with difficulty, grabbing a handful of grass when he took one step, so as not to slide down the valley, and if he rolled down, he really couldn't even find a bone.

After walking forward for a few more minutes, he gasped and finally came to a slightly flat clearing, he was really tired, he had not eaten anything after such a long journey, and when he came to the flat ground, he finally sat down unable to hold on, and then leaned back against the cliff, and looked blankly at the dark valley.

After a while, Brother Wang Zhi couldn't hold back any longer, and the two lines of tears slipped down unconsciously.

He wept silently, in this valley of the plateau, even he didn't understand what he was sad about, he just felt that he was too aggrieved, too wronged.

It's just that he didn't have time to cry for long, and under the dark hillside, a faint white figure slowly approached Wang Zhi's side in the undulating grass.

Wang Zhi could only roughly feel that it was a figure, but it was enough.

He put the water spirit into his satchel, then touched the inside, grabbed the hidden knife, and slowly pulled it out.

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