Following the direction of the wind, after the group of four people ran back to Diwozi, even though they knew that they were still not completely out of danger at the current distance, Zhang Wei still gave up the idea of riding a tricycle and continuing to escape a little farther.

Because he could see the monk and the literary youth, the faces on their faces had already been frozen blue and purple.

If they were allowed to sit on the side for three rounds, and then gallop all night against the deadly cold wind, even if they were all strong people with good strength, they would be frozen to death.

In fact, exchanging two sets or more military coats will not put any pressure on Zhang Wei at all.

The problem is that even in the face of his colleagues in the Shenwang Bureau, Zhang Weidu would rather bear the notoriety of being a masturbation maniac than keep the system secrets of Nokiari.

And these people in front of them are far from reaching the relatively high level of trust of their colleagues in the Shenwang Bureau.

As for the small question of whether an antique side three-wheeled motorcycle can sit on four big people, it is not in Zhang Wei's consideration and suspicion at all.

Just kidding! The third brother's two-wheeled motorcycle can carry the strength of an infantry squad, to say the least.

Even if not everyone can have the ability to open and hang like the third brother's family, Zhang Wei still has the confidence to install four people on a side three-wheeler......

After sending Chen Baichuan, who was persecuted, went to the outside to post with a Czech-style magazine changed, the remaining three people sat in the nest.

In the center of the den, the burnt black cans were poured with gasoline again, and a small fire was lit.

Suddenly, Zhang Wei found that the monk and the literary young man were even a little wrong with their eyes.

Already shivering in the cold, they were like quails, and they desperately leaned towards the fire, and they couldn't wait to hold the canned box in their arms when they looked at that posture.

At this moment, Zhang Wei actually had a little regret in his heart, and he burned Chen Baichuan's big pile of torn clothes just now.

In order to express his apology, he took out the can and glucose injection and asked:

"Guys, would you like something to eat?"

Almost as soon as the sound fell, Zhang Wei heard a thunderous sound in the stomachs of the two people, and at the same time, the eyes of the two saw the can and glucose, and they couldn't pull it out anymore.

After a long while, the fat-headed and big-eared monk said with a rare firm expression:

"These things have a long shelf life, we must keep them well, maybe they will save our lives at some point, for now, let's just drink some lizard blood and eat some lizard meat." ”

After finishing speaking, the monk turned his head with difficulty, allowing his eyes to take his eyes off the canned food and glucose.

This shows the powerful allure of these things to him.

Later, the monk jumped out of the nest with the literary youth, and drank the stinking lizard blood while the blood of the big lizard had not completely coagulated.

Next, each person returned with a large piece of lizard meat.

God knows, these two poor fellows hadn't eaten in days, and they couldn't wait for a simple barbecue on the fire with bloody raw lizard meat in their arms.

The two of them tore directly at the raw meat, and after the raw meat entered their mouths, they only chewed a few times, and they swallowed it with great effort.

All this extremely violent scene made Zhang Wei stunned.

By the time he realized he could say something, it seemed a little too late.

For example, she could actually tell these two goods that she still has a lot of canned food and glucose, but since everyone else has already eaten half a catty of raw meat, he thinks it's better not to say it.

Seeing that these two goods were so devotion to eating, it seemed that the meat of this big lizard was quite good, and Zhang Wei couldn't help but jump into the ground.

He used the shaved bayonet to cut a small piece of flesh on the lizard's body.

In other words, the big lizard meat is such a rare thing, and he has never eaten it when he grows to such an age!

Because the conditions at hand were very limited, about half a catty of lizard meat strips, Zhang Wei could only use a bayonet to put on it, and then put it directly on the small fire and barbecued it.

After thinking about it in his heart, Zhang Wei, who always felt that such a simple barbecue would always be a little worse in taste, picked up a leftover canned food box at hand, and poured a little salty soup on the meat skewers.

Even the sake that is said to remove the smell of meat, Zhang Wei drizzled a little.

After grilling like this for a while, the skewers, which have been burnt on the outside, actually exude a pretty good meat aroma.

Zhang Wei carefully took a bite on it, not to mention! Such an ugly-looking big lizard tasted quite good.

The most important thing is that after eating the whole meat skewer, Zhang Wei found that a hot current emanated from his stomach.

As a result like this, Zhang Wei would only have the same experience if he ate a lot of canned beef.

Recalling this big lizard, which was at least comparable to the strength of the third-grade high-level, Zhang Wei vaguely understood one thing: the flesh and blood of this powerful creature is probably the legendary high-energy food......

Zhang Wei's guess was correct, because in the subsequent time, he saw after drinking lizard blood and eating about a pound of raw meat.

I don't know that the monk and the literary youth, who have been hungry for a few days, are not only completely full of food and drink, but even their sluggish spirits have begun to cheer up.

There was no need for Zhang Wei to ask, and the two of them took the initiative to introduce their own situation.

The fat-headed and big-eared monk, who claimed to be called Tang Buzai, was still an outstanding lay disciple from the Shaolin Temple, so don't look at him dressed as a monk, but drinking wine and eating meat or something is completely reasonable.

This time I entered the ruins, and I also planned to prevent the demon from being born out of compassion.

When he said this, Tang Buzai also took the trouble to announce the Buddha name of 'Amitabha Buddha'.

It's just that he didn't know that every time he looked at the wine bottle in Zhang Wei's hand, he had completely exposed the fact that he was a wine and meat monk.

As for the literary young man who hadn't forgotten to carry the guitar when he was running for his life.

Claiming to be called Wu Lang, he was originally a wandering singer who lived all over the world, but this time he entered the ruins just to find inspiration for his own creation.

After listening to their explanations, Zhang Wei did not make any comments.

He didn't bother to care about how much there was to believe in the explanations of these two goods.

Because everyone is Chinese, there is no problem in teaming up together for the time being, and as for other things, don't worry too much.

Later, after Tang Buzai and Wu Lang fell asleep.

Zhang Wei closed his eyes and began his daily cultivation of tuna, although this place is a little more dangerous, but the rich aura of heaven and earth is simply a rare cultivation treasure.

Just for that reason, it's worth the adventure.

Not to mention, this product has gained a lot in the energy point, and even so far, Zhang Wei has not dared to look at the unread news in Nokia.

Because he was worried that he would be completely out of shape by the huge energy points in it, and the excitement was completely out of shape.

PS: The flower monk Tang Buzai, starred by the book friend Tang Zai Huangzai,

Wu Lang, a literary young man and wandering singer, is starred by a book friend in a heavy rain.