Yesterday's car at 12 o'clock, all the way stop and go, to 5 o'clock in the afternoon car broke down, but the next morning and a half to repair. But this is another car that is about to be scrapped, and the fastest speed is only 80 miles, and it is only when it is downhill. As a result, it took more than 30 hours to drive, traffic jams and body reasons, and I arrived home at more than four o'clock this afternoon, so I updated this chapter with my mobile phone.

Zhou Xing heard the sound of chaotic footsteps on the road on the shore under the stinky river, and he didn't have to think about it to know that Shi Tong and others were chasing after him.

Shi Tong and the others took high-power flashlights to look around, especially the weeds on both sides of the stinky river. Although they also suspected that Zhou Xing might be hiding in the stinky river, first, it was impossible for them to go down to find it, and second, they felt that even if Zhou Xing hid in the stinky river, he couldn't hold his breath for a few minutes, and he always had to come up to breathe fresh air.

So, Shi Tong and his party began to carefully search on both sides of the stinky river. Zhou Xing, who stayed at the bottom of the stinky water river, saw that Shi Tong and the others still had no intention of leaving after so long, and he was secretly anxious in his heart. I've been holding my breath in the stinky river for so long, and it's estimated that I'm almost at the limit, if these guys don't leave, then I'm really going to see Hades.

At the same time, Zhou Xing also felt that his head was a little heavy, as if it had been filled with lead. Zhou Xing knew that it must be the wound on his foot that was pierced by a pushpin and infected by the stinky river. Originally, after being stabbed with an iron object, it should be disinfected and bandaged immediately. But now I have returned it, not only did I not disinfect it, but I jumped into this stinky ditch that I don't know how poisonous it is.

Zhou Xing knew that if he stayed in this stinky river any longer, even if he was not discovered by Shi Tong and others, he would probably die because of the infection of the wound on the soles of his feet.

Zhou Xing clenched his teeth with his mouth closed in the stinky river, and every time he felt that his head was very dizzy, Zhou Xing bit his tongue hard, stimulated himself with pain, and made himself sober a little.

His head was getting heavier and heavier, and Zhou Xing felt as if it was no longer his own head on his neck, but a heavy lead ball. Zhou Xing knew that he was dying, but Rao was like this, Zhou Xing would rather die in the stinky river than surface far away and let Shi Tong and others torture to death.

Thinking that he was about to die, Zhou Xing felt that he was most sorry for his grandparents at home. If he went to see Hades like this, then his grandparents didn't know how sad they were. There is nothing more painful in the world than a white-haired person sending a black-haired person, grandparents have lost their father and mother, and they are the only grandchildren of grandparents, if something really happens to them, grandparents probably don't want to live.

Thinking of his grandparents at home, Zhou Xing warned himself again and again that he couldn't die, he couldn't die. But the illness is like a mountain, even if you are a fairy, you can't stand it!

In the admonition after admonition, Zhou Xing's consciousness slowly began to blur. Zhou Xing seemed to see his grandparents standing in front of him with a smile, shouting that he would go home for dinner. Suddenly, Zhou Xing felt that it was not his grandparents standing in front of him, but Wang Xiaochen, who was waving to him. After a while, Zhou Xing felt that it was not Wang Xiaochen who was standing in front of him, but Lin Qingying......

In this way, Zhou Xing felt that the people he was familiar with passed in front of him one by one like a movie.

"To die, really to die! Goodbye, grandparents. Goodbye, Wang Xiaochen, Lin Qingying, Chu Yuxin, Lan Ling, Xiao Wei......"

At the last moment of sobriety, Zhou Xing let out this voice with great nostalgia. He was reluctant to leave this world of flowers, reluctant to leave his relatives and beloved ones and friends, reluctant, reluctant......

"Hey, why don't you hear footsteps?" Zhou Xing suddenly heard the footsteps on the shore disappear, and this discovery made Zhou Xing ecstatic. Man's desire to survive is infinite, and even the last straw will grasp it.

At first, Zhou Xing thought that Shi Tong and the others would always search on the shore, and knew that he would not be able to hold out at that moment, so his morale would drop first, and naturally he would not be able to withstand the invasion of the disease.

Now suddenly letting Zhou Xing see the dawn of survival is like letting Zhou Xing grasp the last straw that saves his life, even if he knows that this straw may not be able to save himself, he will grasp this straw without hesitation.

Zhou Xing bit his tongue desperately, but he felt that his head was still so heavy and drowsy. Zhou Xing knew that if he fell asleep like this, he might never wake up again.

Zhou Xing bit his tongue violently with all his strength, and now, Zhou Xing's mind was finally clear. Then Zhou Xing felt a salty taste in his mouth, and it turned out that this bite broke his tongue and bleed.

This soberness, Zhou Xing didn't dare to expose his head to stinky water. Listening carefully under the stinky river, there was indeed no footsteps. At this time, Zhou Xing didn't care whether it was a trap set by them or not, so he could only gamble. Hold up the bold, starve the faint-hearted.

Zhou Xing immediately put his head out of the stinky water, then wiped the stinky water off his face with his hands, opened his eyes, and took a breath of fresh air, at this moment, Zhou Xing felt how happy he was to be able to breathe a breath of fresh air. Zhou Xing opened his eyes and took a closer look, there was indeed no ghost of Shi Tong and others on the shore. But it is not excluded that Shi Tong and others hid on the shore, waiting for Zhou Xing to throw himself into the net.

But Zhou Xing can't think much about it at the moment, if he stays in this stinky river again, even if he doesn't faint to death due to the infection on the soles of his feet, he will be cold to death.

Zhou Xing used the last bit of strength in his body to swim to the shore, and then grabbed the weeds on the shore with both hands and dragged his body to the shore.

Escaping from death, for the rest of his life, Zhou Xing felt like a dead pig now, unwilling to move half a step. Now, even if you point a pig-killing knife at Zhou Xing's little brother and force Zhou Xing to get up and leave, Zhou Xing is unwilling to move.

Tired, really tired. At this time, Zhou Xing just wanted to sleep well and didn't want anything else. Zhou Xing's double eyelids were like weighing a thousand pounds, and they were pressed down heavily.

Suddenly, at this time, a gust of night wind blew, and Zhou Xing, who was soaked all over his body and exuded a stench, couldn't help but shiver. Finally, I opened my thousand-pound eyelids, looked around, and thought, "No, I can't fall asleep here, and if I want to sleep, I have to go to the road to fall asleep." ”

Although Zhou Xing's head is heavy now, he is not confused, knowing that if he falls asleep here, he will probably fall asleep forever. If you climb onto the road, passers-by will definitely see that as long as a good Samaritan takes you to the hospital, then you have hope of survival.

Zhou Xing stretched out his right hand and grabbed the weeds on it, and then used all his strength to pull himself up, but at this moment, Zhou Xing was already exhausted, and the strength of his body had already been driven away by the disease.

At this moment, another heart-piercing pain came from the soles of his feet, and Zhou Xing, who was in pain, just wanted to hit his head against the wall. That kind of pain is really not something that people can bear, Zhou Xing gritted his teeth and gasped.

Zhou Xing wanted to shout for help, but Zhou Xing knew that there were no small shops, no factories, and few pedestrians passed by here at night, and those who drove would not hear their cries for help. Loud cries for help will not help at all, it will only consume your own physical strength.

The only way to do this is to climb up the road on your own!

But at this time, where did Zhou Xing still have the strength, and his heavy eyelids finally closed again! This time, a gust of night wind blew, Zhou Xing didn't open his heavy eyelids again, and fell asleep!