Zhang Meng's head is a little messy, it can be determined that this Miao guide was kidnapped by Sawtooth, but who did the wound on his face?

Before, his love was quite stable, did he see the person who carved words on his face, and his spirit became so extreme?

"This person is so ruthless, this knife at least an inch into it! No wonder the bleeding didn't stop for half a day. ”

The sick ghost looked a little stunned, and if this knife went in a little more, I was afraid that it would directly pierce the mouth.

Zhang Meng's heart moved, and he asked:

"Uncle Ghost, can you tell if this knife mark was stabbed by yourself or by someone else?"

"It seems to have been carved by himself, and I noticed that his dagger was held backwards. If someone else forces it, I'm afraid that with this guy's strength, even a cow can fight against it. The sick man said.

Zhang Meng nodded, he had just seen the scene of Zamuxi overturning the bald Miao man and the hooked nose with his own eyes.

"Brother Jiu'er, pay more attention, this Miao guide is hiding something from us!"

Zhang Meng said a word in Ye Jiu's ear with a heavy heart, and when he saw that the person with the sawtooth was nearby, he was afraid of being discovered, so he hurried into the tent after speaking.

Leaving Ye Jiu alone holding the knife, he smiled slightly.

"Zhang Qide, why do I think this thing is a little strange inside and out, do you think this Miao guide is warning us? But that's not right, although men have to be ruthless to themselves, but they won't carve words on their faces, right? This is really damn good, it's so bad luck to come out like this before the tomb robbery! Phew, ......"

The fat man sat on the mat in the tent, looking a little unsightly.

Zhang Meng was suddenly shocked in his heart: Warning?

Could it be that someone in this team noticed something and warned us in this way?

The more Zhang Meng thought about it, the more headache he felt, even if he knew that there was a dead end in front of him, he had no choice. After all, the weapons are all on the sawtooth side now, and if you want to withdraw at this time, I'm afraid you will immediately shoot into a hornet's nest.

"Don't talk nonsense, this kind of thing has to be taken as the opposite, it's like dreaming, dreaming of being bitten by a dog at night, and the next day you will pick up money, and if you dream of picking up money at night, the next day your family will die. This word represents our good luck on this trip, hurry up to sleep, and shout about something! ”

Zhang Meng was also lying on the mat, although there were pillows in the tent, it was not too hard, I didn't know what was stuffed inside, and it smelled of dirt.

Zhang Meng smelled the smell, no matter how he turned his position, he still couldn't sleep, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered the skinned face of the Miao guide just now.

It wasn't until Zhang Meng was in a daze that he heard someone in the camp shouting and greeting him to leave.

Zhang Meng reluctantly got up, packed up his things, folded these tents and stuffed them into the trunk, and then loaded all the camp tools and large and small packages into the car.

"I mean, damn it, these supplies are enough for us for two months, right? And these gasoline, is this going to the United States? ”

The fat man was dumbfounded, although it was a bit exaggerated, but it also showed the depth of the preparation of the sawtooth!

"It seems that you still don't know this place in Nanzhong, right? Nanzhong is the junction of Yunnan, Guiyang and Sichuan, and the terrain is hilly seven or eight times out of ten. It costs fuel to run here, and it is easy to scrap the car, and if you are unlucky, you will get into the stone forest, even if you have three heads and six arms, and you don't run for ten days and a half months, you can't think of it. ”

The little glasses under the sawtooth sneered and beckoned everyone to get into the car.

Zhang Meng's Humvee is relatively large, with six people. The other two armored vehicles each carried five people, and with those supplies, they were just making do.

Zhang Meng's side, he was with the fat man, and the sick ghost who was in charge of driving, the small glasses sitting in the front row, and a young man named Daleng who looked a little fierce.

The other one is the Miao guide, but he is much calmer now, only occasionally his lips open and close, and the voice seems to be in Miao language, which Zhang Meng can't understand.

The four cars sped towards the hinterland of Nanzhong, and the headlights illuminated the surroundings as if they were daytime.

Zhang Meng leaned on the car window, looking at the scene of rapid regression, which gave him the feeling of desolation. On the way they came, they would occasionally see some pedestrians, or some makeshift thatched houses, or even farmland that had been reclaimed.

But here, apart from the purple sandstone on the surface, there doesn't seem to be anything else to be seen.

The Hummer was bumpy and bumpy, and kept following the convoy in front of it.

Zhang Meng looked at the compass, and he found that the car had been driving in the southeast direction.

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly, the car shook violently, and Zhang Meng almost knocked his head.

"Damn, this terrain drop is at least twenty centimeters, how long the hell is it going to run? Alas! ”

The fat man was bumped again, and this time several people's scalps hit the roof of the car firmly, and suddenly the car was filled with the sound of gasping and cold air.

ran like this for more than ten minutes, and even Zhang Meng had the urge to vomit, and this section of the terrain was over.

But then, the direction changed a few times in a row, and Zhang Meng was also a little confused, he simply accosted the little glasses:

"Brother glasses, how long will it take to get to that junction?"

"It's early, the road is not good, I guess I have to run for a day or two to get to that ghost place." Little Glasses said gloomily.

"What's the matter, big brother, it seems that you don't want to go?" Zhang Meng's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked.

"Alas, some people choose not to come to this kind of ghost place, who wouldn't want to hold their wives in the fire pit at home? You guys are so decent, and you want to do this deadly business, but I don't understand......"

The little glasses lay on the seat of the chair and asked rhetorically.

Zhang Meng smiled bitterly and said: "If I say that if I don't come today, maybe I will die tomorrow, do you believe it?" ”

"Yes, if you get rich, you will get rich, and you can make up some bullshit stories. Chi You's tomb sounds really exciting, if this is really found by Lao Tzu, there will be no regrets about death. In the future, when I go to the underworld, I can boast that Lao Tzu walked around in the pit of the gods, and Lord Yama has to treat me like a grandfather. ”

"What a god, just found it, it's also a mortal, it's just a myth! Nuwa created people, Houyi shot the sun, and the Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou, these coaxed children, in the final analysis, they are still ordinary people. Maybe someone will make a few lumps of dirt as burial goods, and you can also take them as treasures, which is not like a mistake that you people would make. ”

The sick man shook his head and said.

Xiao Glasses hesitated for a moment: "That place really exists, he gave us a hint, otherwise the boss wouldn't have gone crazy to that point......"