On the steep hanging wall, you can vaguely see a little fire flickering. The fire on the opposite side was much smaller, and there was a foul scorching smell around it, and it only felt like my throat was about to be blocked when I smelled it in my nose.

After climbing up, Chen Tao found that this is a cliff halfway up, somehow there was such a small piece of flat land, take a flashlight up and down, and find that the cliff has a similar stone platform every few meters, up and down can not see the end, which reminds Chen Tao of the kind of terraces in many mountainous areas.

A small bonfire was lit in the center of the stone platform, and the branches of the same vine were used, and the smell of burning was very unpleasant. The atmosphere around was very heavy, and no one wanted to say a word.

Chen Tao leaned under a boulder, staring blankly at the fire in front of him, his mind full of the chaotic picture just now. He looked up and around, his eyes blank.

Everyone was injured to varying degrees.

Boss Zhang sat on a boulder, biting the gauze with his teeth to bandage himself, his movements looked very funny, but Chen Tao couldn't laugh at all, but felt that this person didn't look so annoying now.

Ah Cheng stood on the edge of the cliff and smoked a cigarette, and Chen Tao could only see his back, lonely and sad. The loss of his brother, who was born and died, this man like a mountain, was more grieved than anyone present at this time.

Haozi sat next to Chen Tao to sort out his equipment, his hands holding nails trembling. There are too many Dementor Rats to withstand the submachine guns, let alone Haozi who flies nails with his hands. Yan was cooking on a smokeless stove not far away, with a cigarette butt in his mouth crookedly, and he couldn't see any emotion. At least in Chen Tao's opinion, among these people alive, he is the only one who is optimistic.

Uncle Wang was seriously injured, and the person was completely unconscious, and Uncle Long and the mountain ghosts were taking care of him. Seeing that Uncle Long was too busy to pay attention to himself, Chen Tao reached into his backpack and took out a bag and threw it to Haozi and said, "Help me change the plaster again." ”

Haozi was gritting his teeth and stuffing iron nails into his sleeves, this time, he felt that he was really pretending to be a big deal, if it weren't for those two incendiary bombs, his two arms would be useless! I knew I should have gotten a gun in the first place......

Hearing Chen Tao's voice, he stopped what he was doing, looked at Chen Tao, who had turned his back, and slowly lifted his back coat. The original plaster had been soaked with sweat, perhaps because the range of movement was too great, and two horns had been turned up, crumpled and lying on it.

In the dim light of the fire, Haozi couldn't see the situation on Chen Tao's back clearly, but the musky smell emitted by the plaster was really good compared to the scorching smell that seemed to be a burning corpse, I don't know how many times.

"Bear with me!" Haozi used a force in his hand and ripped off the plasters with a stabbing sound. Chen Tao gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

"Those dementor rats ......" Haozi said while helping Chen Tao with the plaster, "I heard Grandpa say before that he met Grandpa Chen once when he was young. ”

He said that the first time he saw this kind of thing, he was taken aback by them. Not only did the Dementors bite the corpses of humans and animals, but even the dead Dementors were eaten clean. ”

Chen Tao didn't say anything, Haozi reattached a plaster, slapped it a few times, and said: "Just over there, there were so many bullet casings on the ground, I don't know how many Dementor rats died, but I couldn't even see a single corpse...... I think they took it to the shore and ate it......."

Haozi pulled on Chen Tao's back coat, and seeing that he still didn't speak, he knew more or less what he was thinking, so he sighed helplessly and said:

"The kid surnamed Yang ...... him"

"He's so powerful, he'll definitely survive!" Chen Tao stood up and looked at the endless abyss in the distance, black as if it could swallow people's souls.

"If he hangs up, I still have a few small bottles in my bag, and I can still set up a well-dressed mound. Can be a soldier ......"

Chen Tao looked at the flickering fires on the other side, and didn't know what to say except for sighing.

"For a family like ours, death is nothing more common, maybe one day, I will have a ......"

"That's it! Go and see Uncle Wang, in order to save me, he was not lightly injured by the rat king who received a thousand knives. Chen Tao interrupted Haozi's words, he didn't want to listen to what he was talking about, he didn't want to at all.

Uncle Wang was leaning against a boulder, and his shirt had been taken off. The mountain ghost took out the medical bag from his backpack, handed it to Chen Tao, and raised his head at him.

Chen Tao understood what the mountain ghost meant. After Uncle Wang was injured and fell into a coma, it was Uncle Long who took care of him. After Uncle Wang was injured, Uncle Long seemed to be very worried. Chen Tao didn't know who Uncle Wang was and what his relationship was with Uncle Long, but at the critical moment, Uncle Wang actually used his body to block the fatal blow of the Dementor Rat for Chen Tao, which made him unable to figure it out.

"Uncle Wang, he ......" walked closer, but Chen Tao didn't know how to speak.

"Give me the gauze." Uncle Long helped Uncle Wang up. On his back, three bloody cuts were shocking. The flesh of the wound turned outward, and Chen Tao could even see the bones of the white flowers below.

"How is this possible!" Chen Tao's eyes widened and he looked at Uncle Wang's back in disbelief, more precisely, the tattoo on Uncle Wang's back. It was a cross-twined line, and it looked like some kind of mysterious totem, and this kind of tattoo, Chen Tao had seen before!

"Why does Uncle Wang's back have similar lines as the bronze man, what is going on!"

Chen Tao felt that he could no longer think about any of them. His mind was in a mess right now. Originally, he simply thought that it was just an ordinary bronze villain, but now, everything that has happened has exceeded Chen Tao's imagination, and even all the speculations he has made along the way have been overturned. That bronze man is more complicated than he imagined!

"What are these people, these people hiding?" Chen Tao stood in place in a daze, forgetting what Uncle Long had explained for a while.

"Don't be stunned, gauze!" Uncle Long shouted at Chen Tao.

Chen Tao hurriedly handed over the medical package to Uncle Long, thought about it again and again, and asked cautiously,

"Uncle Long, this ......"

Uncle Long waved his hand, signaled Chen Tao not to speak, looked up at a few people in the distance, and whispered: "Now is not the time to say this, even if I tell you some things, you can't believe me."

"I ......"

Chen Tao wanted to say something, but was directly interrupted by Uncle Long. "Go get something to eat and let everyone get some rest."

"Okay......" Chen Tao sighed helplessly, got up and walked towards Yan.

"Boy, life is too short, be happy in time! Come, try my craft, master. Yan took a cigarette butt in his mouth and gave Chen Tao a bowl of compressed biscuits.

"You...... Don't you feel any of this at all? ”

"I saw a lot, and I became numb. Boy, you ......" Yan raised his left index finger and shook it, making a "you can't" movement.

Looking at Yan's appearance as always, Chen Tao lazily said anything, took the lunch box in his hand to Uncle Long, and beckoned the rest of the people to eat.

"Those Dementor rats, they shouldn't be able to get over, now that the tightrope has been cut, we have to find another way out." Uncle Long took a sip of something.

At first, the crowd didn't want to cut the tightrope, but as the fire on the opposite side grew smaller, several Dementors tentatively climbed the tightrope. Just in case, let Ah Cheng cut off the only back road with a shovel. Now there is no way up and down, and everyone can only stay on this half-waist stone platform.

"Uncle Long, there are still a group of people in front of us, this ......" Chen Tao looked at Uncle Long and said.

"Hou Shengzi, in the current situation, they are outnumbered, and their equipment is much better than ours! If we encounter them fighting, we will definitely lose our guess! Boss Zhang said.

"Maybe we can talk about cooperation ......," Uncle Long said with a frown. That group of people should also be old acquaintances. ”

"Cooperation? You're thinking about that. Yan pursed his lips and spread his hands, "I'm afraid they won't want to!" ”

"Then you can only rely on your own ability!" The mountain ghost pressed a bullet into the magazine. His submachine gun was jammed and thrown, and now Uncle Wang is in a coma, so he has to use Uncle Wang's first.

"Eat and drink enough, rest well, for the sake of safety, two people will keep vigil tonight, and change every hour." Uncle Long drank all the paste in the lunch box and got up to set up a tent.

After experiencing several attacks by the Dementor Rats, everyone's physical strength has reached the limit, but fortunately, now that they have escaped, several people are temporarily safe.

When it was his turn to keep vigil, Chen Tao looked blankly at the other side of the canyon, and began to miss the days when he used to be in the shop, making a pot of old tea, crooked on the stool, and watching the crowd coming and going on the street...... Thinking nonsense, he shook his head with a smile,

"People always have to pay the price for their attachments......"