There is a road in front of the chariot 4 verse 25

Section 25 is so dark!

Wu Ming only felt that his entire body seemed to be in a bottomless black hole, falling down one by one. He waved his hands as hard as he could, hoping to grab something, but the whole vision was pitch black. Every qiē he did was in vain.

He shouted loudly, but it was like a vacuum, and there was no response in the dark space except that he knew his mouth was moving.

He was desperate, squatted down, feeling that his head was splitting, and his heart was even more depressed.

Ahead, a bright spot suddenly appeared, like a mischievous glow in the dark space. Constantly flying up and down. Intertwined with a strange light.

He looked up, watching the point of light move rapidly in his field of vision.

After all, in the midst of a dark black, any bright light is enough to attract attention.

It represents hope.

The point of light moved faster and faster, slowly, like a magical light pen, spreading this dark vacuum as paper, outlining a person, a scene.

……

Wu Ming opened his mouth wide and looked at this strange scene stupidly.

The picture changed, and my father was holding the piccolo, standing in front of the time machine, explaining something in earnest......

The picture changed again, the rain was so heavy, the heavy rain poured down, nearly 100,000 Han troops were in a precarious position under the front and rear attacks of the Southern Barbarians, the prince was sitting on the high platform with his hair scattered, his lips opening up and down, as if he was singing something, it was "National War Fu", this Wu Ming knew that his heart hurt inexplicably.

The picture changed again, a picturesque white man pounced on him, his jade-like face was extremely sad, he hugged his head, kissed it very quickly, said something, and then hid his face and left.

What did he say? Oh, it's telling me to take care. yes, I need to take care, but where am I now?

The picture has changed again, it was before the 200,000 Southern Expeditionary Army, a military parade outside Kyoto, hunting with flags, the prince was wearing a bright yellow robe, standing on a high platform, talking impassionedly, it was a pre-expedition oath ceremony.

On that day, the wind was very strong, and the prince's voice was in a trance, Wu Ming didn't pay attention to what the prince was saying, beside him, there was a delicate and lovely child, and he murmured in a low voice in his arms: "Brother, you have to come back early, Ling'er is waiting for you in Kyoto, wait for you to come back and tell you a story, and then take me to travel all the famous mountains and rivers, you are not allowed to play tricks." He felt the trembling of this petite body, and even his heart throbbed, and he involuntarily hugged the other person's right hand......

The crown prince is back again, he is standing in the tent, his pale face is full of agitation, he is holding Chixiao, and he is shouting: "The name of the sword is Chixiao, and he also has the intention of being brave and loyal, can you dare to accept the order?" ”

Do you dare to accept the order?

Do you dare to accept the order?

……

This voice was like thunder, hitting Wu Ming's heart over and over again, and he suddenly woke up with a thrill.

It hurts, this is the first feeling Wu Ming felt after waking up.

The pain came from the right leg, and it was hot, like a handful of chili sauce on the wound. Severe pain, which is leading to guò wounds, reaches the brain over and over again.

He tried to move his right leg, and there was a real touch in his leg, and at the same time, there was a "whoosh" sound in his ears, accompanied by a sharp pain, but he was not surprised.

At the very least, being able to move means that the leg is not dislocated or fractured. This is the blessing of misfortune.

After a period of dizziness, consciousness slowly came to his senses. Looking up at the sky, it was still dark in the field of vision, but in the ears I could hear the "whoosh" sound of the wind blowing the leaves, and in the distance, there was a terrible scream of a night owl, and then a tiger roar came. Immediately afterwards, another kind of strange beast that Wu Ming didn't know about the kind followed from afar. All kinds of strange beast roars came and went.

Holding his hands on the ground, he sat up with difficulty, this time falling off the cliff, but below the cliff was a deep and leafy primeval forest, lush and green. He clearly remembered that when he and Youluli fell halfway, they were blocked by a branch growing on the cliff, and the fall of the two slowed down, and it is estimated that they were supported by the big tree below before they were fortunate enough to pick up a small life.

He craned his neck and looked around hard, it was night, the leaves were too dense, the moonlight was not strong, and it was still dark in his eyes.

Listening to the roar of the beast from afar, he smiled bitterly in his heart, the most important thing now is to raise a bonfire first, otherwise with his current physical condition, a low-level beast will come at random, and he will really not be able to eat it and go around.

I touched my chest, next to the slippery parchment booklet, the round fire fold was lying quietly, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, this thing was still there.

Fortunately, the last thing that is lacking in this forest is firewood, and this year there is little rain, and many low bushes have died, so he casually collected some dead branches and leaves. Then he found an open spot under a large tree and lit a bonfire with a fire breaker.

The flames suddenly scurried upward, illuminating a small area around them, and also reflected Wu Ming's face and the surrounding scenery. He leaned under the big tree, looking at the flames that were soaring up, and his heart also turned violently.

This time, a fire burned the hateful tail of the Mountain Dog Army into two, and before the Southern Barbarians could react, this small team of more than 100 people should be safe, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. But when he thought of the more than a dozen soldiers of the Guards Battalion who had made sacrifices, he couldn't be happier.

I don't know how long I was in a coma this time, but in any case, after dawn, I climbed over even if I climbed, because before leaving, in order to comfort Tao Yu, he said a meeting place, which was on a mountain in the distance. Although everyone thinks that this is an ethereal hope. But something is better than nothing, but I didn't expect it to be used.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, hoping that this time he was not in a coma for a day and a night, otherwise, they might not be able to wait and have already left.

The pain in his right leg stimulated him vigorously, and he lifted his chapped lips. He worked hard to meditate on his mind, hoping to resist the feeling of pain and hunger. However, the entire dantian was also empty. I can't mention half of my true anger.

They carried out this plan with the belief that they would die, and it was naturally impossible for them to carry water and dried meat with them. After all, this thing is too precious for the rest of the people. From the fierce battle on the top of the mountain to the present, he is dripping water, not dripping rice. Now I still have the strength to heal my wounds, that's really hell.

The so-called kung fu practice to the highest depth can open up the valley, and it does not eat the fireworks of the world, which is all nonsense. At least Wu Ming doesn't believe it until now, people who practice martial arts, because of regular exercise, have extremely high requirements for nutrition, and they are also very picky. Of course, if you meditate all the time and don't do strenuous exercise, you can do it for a few days without eating. But this only reduces the amount of exercise. It's not that it has reached the realm of not eating the fireworks of the world.

But now, when it was pitch black, and he went there to find water and food, it was a great irony that he would not die of starvation in this forest. Thinking of this, I couldn't cry or laugh.

The night wind whistled, whining, sweeping through the forest, blowing the leaves in the forest also "whooshing", Wu Ming leaned on the trunk of the tree, closed his eyes and recuperated, but his mind was full of some messy things.

Suddenly, a faint moan came from afar. Mixed with the roars of various beasts, it was particularly harsh, and Wu Ming opened his eyes suddenly.

What is it?

Could it be that I was so hungry that I was dizzy, and I misheard. How can there still be human moans here?

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

That's right, it was a real sound, it was indeed a moan, the sound was very faint, and it seemed not far from here. It's intermittent, and you really can't hear it if you don't listen carefully.

He suddenly realized that he had fallen down with Youluli, and that he could survive the catastrophe, and this little girl might have escaped.

In this deep mountain and old forest, there must be no people nearby, even if it is not Youluli, at least it is a mountain dog, if that is the case, you can go over and have a look, maybe you can also find water and food.

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate anymore, took an arm-thick branch as a crutch, and then limped towards the source of the sound.

The forest is secluded, far away, the sound of night owls, the sound is in the ears. The light of the bonfire gradually faded as Wu Ming got farther and farther away. In the dark of night, it is dangerous for an injured person to leave the campfire, and although Wu Ming now mustered up the courage to walk towards the source of the sound, he also felt that his heart was hairy and apprehensive. Fortunately, the sound is not very far from here. Just about a hundred meters away from the campfire, he followed the source of the sound.

When he reached his destination, the light in the distance was already faint through the layers of shrubs and weeds, and he could only see a humanoid mark smashed into the bushes, who was inside, but he couldn't see clearly.

He took out his own fire fold, and with the faint light of the fire fold, the surrounding qiē suddenly came into view. Looking at the person lying on the ground, he was taken aback.