"Help...... Help ......"

"Who's coming...... Help me......"

Weak cries for help echoed through the depths of the dark, closed passageway, weak but distinct.

There was blood everywhere on the ground, and the air in the passage was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Under the beam of the flashlight, I saw a person lying on the ground in front of me.

No...... To be precise, he was lying on his stomach with his back to us.

Although he couldn't see his face, he was dressed like an old village chief who had disappeared on the dirt slope.

This surprised us incomparably, how did the old village chief come here by himself? And depending on the situation, he was also extremely seriously injured.

Liu Xiaojiao and I glanced at each other, and the two of them walked forward quickly.

The blood on the ground was shocking, and the blood stained it formed a clear trail of dragging.

When he came to the front and saw the tragic situation of the old man, even Liu Xiaojiao, who graduated from the police academy, couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed, her face full of horror.

Not to mention her, there are many tragic scenes I have seen recently, but when I see the old man's legs, his face is still extremely ugly.

Under the faint beam, I saw that the old man's legs were covered with blood, and careful observation found that his legs were actually broken, as if they had been run over by a heavy truck, and there were some broken bones on his trouser legs in addition to blood.

In addition to blood, there were also many scraps of meat that had been dragged on the ground.

You can't imagine this kind of scene at all, an old man in a sixtieth armor, dragging a pair of broken legs and crawling for more than ten meters, and finally lying on the ground weakly, making a weak cry for help......

That dying appearance, that painful face, and that pair of hopes for life hit Liu Xiaojiao and me hard!

That's right, this person is the old village chief!

His current appearance is so terrifying that we dare not touch his body for a while, for fear that if we touch him, he will cry out for his life and regret his death.

If he dies because of this, then the crime for both of us will be great.

People who have never wandered in front of the ghost gate naturally can't understand how strong that desire for life is.

Because only in the face of true death can we comprehend the true meaning of existence.

Contemptible people are fortunate to have experienced it!

It's hard to imagine what the old village chief has been through......

It is even harder to imagine that he was so badly injured that he actually crawled for more than ten meters, how did he do it?

After shedding so much blood, if it were someone else, I'm afraid it would have already passed the pain, right?

In the end, it was Liu Xiaojiao who reacted first, bent down to help the old village chief up, and said to me anxiously: "Tianyan, save people quickly!" ”

"Save ...... Save...... How to save? "Xiao is no matter how strong my psychological endurance is, I can't help but panic at this time.

"Make a fire, amputate a limb, stop the bleeding, and maybe save a life!"

From the panic and fear at the beginning, to the real face now, Liu Xiaojiao suddenly became extraordinarily calm.

In fact, her decision was very correct, although she did not know the reason, the old man's legs had been shattered, and there was no way to treat it at all, and there was no way to stop the bleeding.

Now the only way is to amputate his legs and stop the bleeding!

But this gives him less than 30% hope of surviving, because there is too much blood he has shed before, this is not a hospital, there is no corresponding medical equipment, and there is no fresh blood to supply.

But knowing that the chances are slim, we can't just see death without help, otherwise I am afraid that we will be uneasy and condemned by our conscience for the rest of our lives.

I didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly searched around for something to start a fire.

However, dry and rotten firewood could still be seen everywhere in the passage just now, and now when it was really needed, it could not be found for a while.

At this time, I glanced at Liu Xiaojiao and tore her clothes, and firmly strangled the old village chief's thigh with a strip of cloth to prevent excessive bleeding.

Seeing this, I was worried about family planning, so I took off my clothes and pants to burn as firewood.

Fortunately, when I was resting just now, I had already dried my clothes and used a lighter to catch them.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Xiaojiao took out her military dagger and handed it to me.

I took it and immediately put it on the fire and started it.

After a few minutes, the dagger burned red.

Liu Xiaojiao took out a pouch with a gun, stuffed it into the mouth of the old village chief, nodded to me and said in a deep voice: "Let's start!" ”

I was holding a red dagger, and my whole arm was shaking, because I had never done anything like this, and I was inevitably nervous and scared at this time.

But the situation in front of me didn't give me much time to think about it.

So almost instantly, I made up my mind.

Kneeling beside the old village chief, holding a flashlight in his mouth, holding the latter's body with one hand, and cutting it with a dagger in the other.

"Zila!"

When the red-hot dagger touched the flesh of the old village chief's leg, a puff of smoke immediately rose, and the smell of burning immediately came to his nose.

Immediately, a stream of blood gushed out from the cut wound and splashed on Yan Xiaoying's and me's faces, all over our bodies.

In the secret realm of heaven, I have seen a scene that is even more tragic than the scene in front of me, but when I went to create this kind of picture myself, I felt it differently.

When the blood splashed on my face, I suddenly stopped being nervous and didn't feel fear, but the muscles in my whole body seemed to tremble.

This may be the realization of a state of extreme fear.

The dagger was sharp, and soon I removed one of the old chief's legs.

I didn't dare to delay and went to burn the dagger again.

At this time, the old village chief's body began to twitch violently, like an unwilling spasm before death.

At the wound, although Liu Xiaojiao used a strip of cloth to firmly strangle the blood, she still couldn't completely stop the bleeding.

Without bandages, Liu Xiaojiao took off her clothes to bandage the wound, and this situation no longer took care of the suspicion of men and women.

Soon, I again burned the red-hot dagger.

After holding the village chief down, I did the same and removed his other broken leg, and when I did this, I seemed to use all my strength and collapsed to the ground.

But I couldn't relax yet, the old village chief's body twitched even more, a pair of eyes turned into the whites of the eyes, and the whole face was even more bloodless.

If Liu Xiaojiao hadn't stuffed a gun in his mouth before, I'm afraid he would have bitten off his tongue by now.

I firmly held down the old village chief's convulsive body, while Liu Xiaojiao stopped the bleeding and treated the wound.

When she bandaged the severed wound, the old village chief's body suddenly stopped twitching, and he collapsed to the ground weakly, and there was no sound.

Seeing this, my heart suddenly felt cold, and an unspeakable and self-reproachful sadness welled up in my heart, and tears immediately swirled in my eyes.

After all, is there no power to return to the sky?

"Xiaojiao! Xiaojiao! He's not moving, what to do! I shouted anxiously.

When Liu Xiaojiao heard my shout, she frowned, hurriedly stepped forward, reached out and took the gun from the old village chief's mouth, and probed the latter's snort and pulse.

"Still breathing, not dead!" Liu Xiaojiao said tremblingly.

"Really?"

I was pleasantly surprised, and the emotion of sadness and self-blame to joy was overwhelming. It's like when you suddenly see a rich reward when you're empty and lonely after giving it all.

It is a kind of spiritual joy that can only be understood, not expressed.

Not long after Liu Xiaojiao's words fell, Lao Cun quietly broke open his cloudy eyes, he did not shout and call for help again, nor did he groan in pain.

It's a very calm expression, and you can't even see a trace of pain.

Without painkillers and anesthetics, it's hard to imagine him doing this. Even if Guan Gong scrapes his bones to remove poison, his brows have to be wrinkled a few times, not to mention the pain of amputation?

The old village chief was able to wake up, which we never expected.

The moment we saw the old man open his eyes, Liu Xiaojiao and I couldn't help but burst into tears, not for anything else, but for the old man's strong vitality and deep admiration.

"Xiao Yan...... Petite ...... How did you two get here? You didn't ...... Are you going with the second master? Why are you crying......"

Although the old village chief's voice was very weak, he could hear that he had regained some strength, and the man was much more sober, and recognized the two of us.

"Village Chief, the two of us are so happy, I didn't expect your old man to be alive, it's really good." Looking at the old man's vicissitudes of life, my voice trembled unconsciously.

"Village Chief, how are you feeling now? Does it hurt? Xiaojiao held the old man's thin palm beside her and asked with concern.

"Good boy...... I'm fine, you don't have to worry about ......."

"But your legs ...... I'm sorry, village chief, we just cut off your legs to save you. I said guiltily.

"Don't feel guilty...... It's already a person who has stepped into the coffin with one foot, and this leg is broken when it is broken...... It's just a pity...... I couldn't convince the rest of the villagers to leave, and in the end they ......"

"What happened to the dirt slope after we left, why did everyone disappear? And also...... How did you get here? ”

I had a lot of doubts in my heart, and although I knew that the old village chief was very weak now, I couldn't help but ask.

"Water Ghost...... The water ghost came ashore to claim his life...... They're all killed......" said the old village chief, his eyes reddening.

It turned out that after we left the dirt slope, the village chief stayed behind to persuade the few villagers who were stubbornly unwilling to leave, but before the village chief could persuade them, several scaly monsters suddenly appeared in the water, and they climbed up the dirt slope from the water, dragging the remaining villagers, including children, into the water.

The old village chief saw with his own eyes that the water monster with fangs and sharp teeth grabbed the head of one of the villagers and sucked the brain.

At that time, the old village chief was also dragged into the water by a water monster, he was too old to resist at all, and thought he was dead in the water.

However, for some reason, the water monster was about to open its mouth to suck his brain marrow, when his whole body suddenly began to tremble violently, and he immediately fled into the water as if frightened.

The village chief was dragged into the flood and although the water monster escaped for some unknown reason, there was no chance of him surviving.

But nothing is absolute, just as he was about to sink to the bottom, a man suddenly came out of the water to hold him up, and then broke through the waves and sent him to this place.

At that time, the old village chief lost his flashlight, and it was dark all around, and he couldn't see anything, except that there was a cold man floating on the water with him on his back.

After coming to this place, he asked the identity of the other party?

But after asking several times in a row, the other party did not answer, but cried and cried very sadly.

In the end, when the man left, he called him "Grandpa the village chief", and the old man suddenly woke up to realize that it was Xiao Ling who had turned into a water fish who saved his life......

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