That night, Zhang Meng was lying in bed, he recalled the trip to Taklamakan three years ago, and now when he thinks about it, it really seems like a nightmare.

He clenched his fist hard, but felt a feeling of weakness coming from the place of the fist.

These three years of bed rest have weakened his body to a limit.

He looked at his arm, and there was almost nothing left of a layer of skin and bones, and even some parts were slowly beginning to wither.

Those muscles and something, almost all of them have atrophied by more than sixty or seventy percent, he didn't pay attention to it before, and now he was really shocked when he saw his body.

Zhang Meng got out of bed early the next morning, he was really a little unaccustomed, his feet were trembling desperately, it seemed that the fragile bones might not be able to support the weight of the body at any time and collapse.

Zhao San kept gesturing to Zhang Meng in the distance, desperately cheering him up.

"Little Mengzai take your time, the doctor said that if you want to recover your body now, you can only rely on this kind of slow exercise, you have to walk for half an hour every day, not too much, not too little."

Zhao San said loudly.

Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and stepped out step by step, the feeling was really a bit like an old man in his twilight years walking.

Half an hour later, Zhang Meng was already sweating, and looking at him like that was not much more than doing a strenuous exercise.

"The third uncle is starving, can I eat meat today? Hurry up and get some meat to eat. Zhang Meng's stomach screamed desperately, and he stared at Zhao San pitifully.

"The meal is ready, but it may not be your share ......"

Zhao San looked at Zhang Meng with a somewhat weird smile and said, seeing Zhao San's appearance, Zhang Meng suddenly had a little ominous premonition.

"Little master, the meal is here."

Aunt He's voice came from outside the door, and she brought in the soup that was clear to the bottom all night, or the water.

"Wait, Aunt He, you just said this is rice?" Zhang Meng was dumbfounded.

"That's right, the doctor said, you can only drink water mixed with glucose and protein powder to replenish energy, and you can't eat anything else, otherwise you may have an intestinal infarction, and you have to wait for your large intestine to start peristalsis before you can eat normally."

Aunt He was nagging, ignoring Zhang Meng who was petrified next to her.

"And how long will I have to eat this 'meal'?"

"About a month."

When Zhang Meng heard it, he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he almost fell down with his head straight behind.

For the next month, Zhang Meng spent this painful life, he could only exercise for half an hour a day, and he could only drink three bowls of water with glucose and protein powder a day. And Zhao San also took a big chicken leg to nibble next to Zhang Meng from time to time, which was said to promote Zhang Meng's stomach to squirm quickly.

So much so that when Zhang Meng drank porridge on the first day a month later, tears of emotion flowed down instantly, and a mouthful of porridge in his mouth was reluctant to drink it after chewing for half a day.

Although he has experienced some hardships, this scientific approach has also made Zhang Meng's body recover quickly, and after half a year, the muscles of Zhang Meng's body have begun to expand slightly, and there is no longer the feeling of skin and bones before.

"Okay, pull-ups fifteenth, sixteenth...... Twenty, yes, you stinky boy didn't have such a good body before, and now it's almost recovered! Zhao San kicked Zhang Meng's ass and said with a smile.

Zhang Meng was lying on the ground like a dead dog, he clenched his fist, half a year has passed, and now the feeling of powerlessness has all disappeared, Zhang Meng feels that his current physical state is not inferior even compared to his previous peak body.

"Third uncle, have you heard any news from the mainland, do you have any news from Ye Jiu and the fat man?"

Zhang Meng asked suddenly.

"The news of the fat man is that this guy seems to be continuing to make fakes on the side of Xi'an Antique Street and deceive some old men and old ladies. But Ye Jiu's news is difficult to find, the Ye family's recent forces have all shrunk, and all our spies close to the Ye family have been killed, and there is no way to get in at all. However, from the perspective of the peripheral forces, a large part of the Ye family's territory has been eaten away by some forces that suddenly appeared, as if they didn't care about these places at all......

Zhao San also lay down and crossed Erlang's legs and analyzed.

"If this is really the case with you, Ye Ba is already dead, this situation is possible. With Ye Jiu's current methods, it is still too difficult to control the entire Ye family! ”

"Well, this one too."

Zhang Meng also nodded and agreed with Zhao San's statement.

"By the way, you kid, do you feel anything strange in your body?"

Zhao San stretched out his hand and pinched the flesh on Zhang Meng's face, and then said curiously.

Zhang Meng angrily pushed Zhao San's hand away, he looked at his right arm, the muscle texture, and the feeling of the body, he couldn't find the slightest discomfort at all, or this hand should have been his.

If it weren't for the incomparably clear memories before, the pain of a broken arm, and the feeling of being shot at the end, maybe Zhang Meng would really doubt whether what he had experienced before was real.

"Third uncle, do you think I'm really just a copy?"

Zhang Meng suddenly asked, at that time Ye Jiu told him that he was just a monster, Zhang Meng was suddenly a little afraid that after more than ten years, he would become a monster like Ye Jiu.

"I don't know, at least I haven't found any flaws in you yet."

Zhao San said heartlessly.

"Third uncle, if we go to Xi'an, I miss the fat guy a little."

Zhao San's face changed suddenly, and he hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Isn't it good to stay in Hong Kong?"

"What's the matter, Uncle San, do you know something?" When Zhang Meng saw Zhao San's appearance, he hurriedly asked.

"Ah Meng, this time it involves some relatively taboo things, it may be okay in Hong Kong, but in the mainland, what you have encountered before is definitely one of the top secret things! We couldn't guess the intention of the mainland government when we sent you back to Hong Kong three years ago, but the intention of sending you back should not be so simple. ”

Zhao San said with a frown.

The involvement of this matter is too big, and he still didn't understand why the mainland government would be so agitated, but when Zhang Meng told them everything, Zhao San felt shocked. Whether it is reproduction, rebirth, or ancient high-tech civilization, these things are enough to touch the sensitive nerves of a country.

"But it's not right, why did he release the fat man? If these things are really involved, then the fat man and Ye Jiu will not be released after they wake up. ”

Zhang Meng frowned and asked, "By the way, Third Uncle, when you found the fat man, was there anyone around the fat man who was following him?" ”

Zhao San thought carefully for a while before saying: "This doesn't seem to be the case, I am personally responsible for this matter, before I wanted to ask the fat man what happened and why he was able to wake up, I stared at it for a long time, but I didn't find that anyone was staring at him." But the little fat man seemed to be wary of something, and when I went to look for him, he pretended not to know me, and I didn't dare to recognize him. ”

"Third uncle, then let's go find the fat man, this guy is ghostly, if I go, he won't be tricky, let's put on makeup when the time comes, and we don't have to be afraid to touch it from the waterway."

Zhang Meng thought for a while and said.

"This doesn't work, I still feel a little insecure."

Zhao San said with a frown.

"Third uncle, go, I've been idle for half a year, and if I stay any longer, I'll get sick." Zhang Meng continued to pester Zhao San, this trick is the best for Zhao San, Zhang Meng liked to pester Zhao San with a trick when he was a child.

Half an hour later, Zhao San raised his hands in surrender.

"You can go, but don't mess with me along the way, listen to me." Zhao San said angrily.

"Okay, okay, third uncle, whatever you say is what you say."

Zhang Meng nodded again and again.

"Third uncle, when will we leave, by the way, I will leave a letter to the second uncle to save them from worrying." Zhang Meng was elated and couldn't wait to leave immediately.

I haven't seen the dead fat man and Ye Jiu for more than half a year, and Zhang Meng really misses them tightly.

"Still leave a letter to the family? I'll keep you head! How old is this year? You're 25 years old, your grandmother's still playing the little kid's trick of keeping a family book, I'll wait and tell your second uncle to make it clear first, you stinky boy dare to mess around, and the dog's legs will be broken for you. ”

Zhao San was furious, he grabbed Zhang Meng's ear and twisted it vigorously.

"Okay, okay, the third uncle and gentleman don't move their mouths and hands, light, it hurts, it hurts!"

Zhang Meng's face turned purple in pain, he yelled like a pig, but he didn't expect that the third uncle's temper had been rising during the period when he was asleep.

To Zhang Meng's surprise, Zhang Shaotu and Zhang Shaoba didn't know what ecstasy soup they poured into Zhao San, when Zhang Meng told them nervously, he didn't expect Zhang Shaotu to agree directly, but the two of them kept repeatedly telling about the safety issue, which made Zhang Meng can't help but sigh for a while.

On the same day, Zhang Meng and Zhao San packed a little simple packing, and they set off from the waterway to Shenzhen, and then bought two train tickets from scalpers, all the way to Xi'an.

The content of the chapter is wrong, and it will be refreshed after 24 hours, and the text will be restored -