I quickly turned on the flashlight on my waist, and the moment the light came on, the flashlight in the madman's hand also lit up.

"Sister Han, are you okay?" The madman shone a flashlight on Shen Muhan, but after Shen Muhan didn't see that Shen Muhan was fine, he went to look for the prodigal son Jin. The prodigal son Jin was sitting on the ground, covering his face with his hands and "sighing".

"Okay, don't sigh, it's better than a girl." The madman said the prodigal son Jin angrily.

The prodigal son's eyes were squeezed together in pain, and it didn't look like it was pretending, and when I looked closer, I noticed that blood was pouring from between his fingers.

Could it be that Wang Chuan just attacked him when he couldn't even see it? I muttered in my heart, and quickly took a flashlight to take a look around, but except for the four of us, there was no figure at all, and Wang Chuan disappeared like this.

Could it be that he shot and ran away after injuring the prodigal son Jin Rang?

Then I overturned my own thoughts, the prodigal son Jin has no intention of head-on conflict from seeing Wang Chuan to now, even if Wang Chuan wants to kill someone, the possibility of a madman is much greater than that of the prodigal son Jin, after all, the madman and Wang Chuan have had a head-on conflict.

If it weren't for Wang Chuan, how did the injury on the prodigal son's face come about, and why didn't there be any problems when we came down?

Whatever the reason, getting out of here is the most important thing, although these spikes are retractable and can't do us any real damage, but there are always these around us and it is also in the way, and it is difficult to run if something really happens. Thinking of this, I hurriedly beckoned the madman to join me in helping the prodigal son Kim.

"Brother! Don't move! "The prodigal son King squinted at us and was about to walk over, and stopped us through gritted teeth.

"What? I said, are you crazy? We don't know each other anymore? You're not a big girl, and you're afraid to see it, huh? The madman didn't stop choking on the prodigal son Jin and continued to walk over. Just after taking two steps, he suddenly sighed, retracted his hand suddenly, and inhaled cold air in his mouth.

"What's wrong, madman?"

I watched the madman's reaction as if his hand was hurting, and I quickly asked. Shen Muhan also looked at the madman nervously.

"You two don't move! These thorns are quirky! The madman raised his hand to signal not to let us pass, and kept looking at the spikes around him, and I could clearly see blood coming from the back of his hand.

"What's the matter, madman, what's the problem?"

"Look carefully to see if there's anything next to you that's different from the other thorns."

I heard the madman's words and began to look carefully at the thorns around me. When I first came down, I only saw that these thorns were retractable, and I didn't pay too much attention to the others, but now I found that these thorns are very famous.

Most of the spikes in the area of the flashlight are cylindrical, only the tip is very sharp, and the periphery is very rounded, and the threat of these spines is almost zero. The difference is that there are also some triangular spikes scattered among these cylindrical spikes, which cannot be found without looking closely. I tried to touch it with my hand, and with the pain of a pinprick, a bead of blood came out of my fingertips.

"Madman, be careful, there's a ribbed one in here, it's very sharp." I looked at my finger and said to the madman. After speaking, he told Shen Muhan to stay where she was and not move. Even if there is a flashlight below, the sight condition is not good, and it is not known how many of these triangular spikes there are, and where, if you blindly walk in order, you will be injured.

"I know, there's one next to me, damn, when you touch it, you and Sister Han are standing there waiting for me, I'll get this kid over."

The madman shook the blood off the back of his hand and cautiously leaned towards the prodigal son. After walking to the prodigal son, the madman stopped, just blocking the prodigal son, and I couldn't see the situation over there from my position, but looking at the madman's careful appearance, there must be something wrong, and I didn't dare to disturb him for fear that he would be distracted.

The madman stood there and watched for a while, and said "bear with it" to the prodigal son, and then the prodigal son Jin screamed.

"Wood, light it up for me!"

The madman shouted at me, picked up the prodigal son King, and began to walk slowly towards us. Wait for the madman to come and join us before we start walking. Because we were afraid of those triangular spikes, we didn't walk fast, but fortunately, the distance between the spikes became larger and larger as we walked in, and we encountered several triangular spikes in the middle and did not add new injuries. However, the range of the spikes was really beyond my expectations, and it took a full five minutes to see the spikes again.

Seeing that there were no spikes around, the madman put the prodigal son King down and sat on the ground, panting as he watched the wound on the back of his hand. I checked the situation of the prodigal son King, and this guy had a hole in his face, and he was still bleeding, and he looked very injured.

"Madman, how are you?" Shen Muhan looked at the madman's bleeding hands and was a little worried.

"I'm fine, but he's pretty serious." The madman shook his head and raised his chin at the prodigal son.

"What's going on with him?" I glanced at the prodigal son King, who didn't look like he could speak, and continued to ask the madman.

"I was pierced by that three-edged thorn, I guess my face was poked obliquely on the thorn when I came down, and my face must have been transparent, but fortunately, it was just against my teeth, and I didn't pierce it again, and I don't know whether to say that he was right or back."

"Then he ......" Before I could finish my sentence, the madman interrupted me.

"Don't worry, the face is not the heart, and you can't die if you prick it." After saying that, I rummaged through the dive bag on my waist. I thought the madman was looking for something to stop the bleeding, but I didn't expect to take out half a pack of cigarettes from my bag after a while, take one out and throw it to me, and I lit one and sucked it in my mouth, and it turned into a column of ash after a while.

The madman looked at me: "Wood, haven't you been asking me why I don't like to smoke cigarette ashes?" ”

When the madman asked me this, my brain short-circuited, and I couldn't understand why the madman suddenly brought up this stubble and shook his head at him.

"Optimistic." After speaking, the madman put the back of his injured hand under the cigarette, bit the cigarette holder hard, and the whole column of cigarette fell on the back of his hand, and quickly pressed the cigarette ash on the wound with his other hand, raised his head and smiled at me and said, "Stop the bleeding." ”

Seeing his expression, I suddenly felt a twitch in my heart, the madman was obviously laughing, but I always felt that there was a lot of sadness hidden in it, I don't know what the madman had experienced before to stop the bleeding with soot. The madman pressed it for a while, and when he released his hand, although the wound was still bleeding, it was obviously much better.

"Alright, it's his turn next." The madman stood up as he spoke, and handed me a few more cigarettes: "Hurry up and make medicine." ”

Although it hurts to think about using soot to stop bleeding, but now there is nothing around us, although it is not fatal, but we can't watch the blood on the prodigal son's face keep bleeding, and this is the only way to use it at the moment.

I usually feel that there is a lot of cigarette ash when I smoke, and when I really use it, I feel that it is too little, I smoke one after another with the madman, and when I smoke until my throat begins to ache for a while, I don't save a slap of cigarette ash, and finally even Shen Muhan joins in, holding a lit cigarette in one hand and slowly shaking. After the madman's half pack of cigarettes was finished and most of my pack was gone, I finally managed to save up enough cigarette ash.

"Come, wood, you hold him."

The prodigal son Jin watched the madman walk towards him with a handful of cigarette ashes, and the hand covering the wound said that he would not let it go, and I tried to break it twice without moving, but I was afraid of touching his wound hard, so I could only let him continue to cover it.

The madman looked at the prodigal son Jin as if he would rather die than give in, and no longer forced, squatted next to the prodigal son Jin, looked at him and said: "Okay, if you don't want me, I won't force it, and when your blood is almost dizzy, we will throw you here, and you can fend for yourself." It's just right, we don't have to worry about less people. As he spoke, he was about to throw away the ashes in his hand.

After listening to the madman's words, the prodigal son Jin saw that the madman was really ready to ignore it, so he quickly took down the hand covering the wound and looked at the madman with a blank eye: "Don't! Do! it!"

Because of the hole in his face, the words of the prodigal son Jin sounded a little unclear, but the madman did not let go of this opportunity, and took advantage of the opportunity of the prodigal son Jin Yi to relax, and held his chin hard from side to side, and pressed the cigarette ash on his face. The prodigal son's whole body twitched violently, because his jaw was held up by the madman and he couldn't shout, so he could only grit his teeth hard, and kept making a "whine" sound from his mouth, and after a while, he began to relax.

The madman saw that the prodigal son Jin was a little better before he let go of his hand, looked at the wound on his face again, and after confirming that there was no major problem, he stood up, wiped his hands on his clothes, and said to me: "Okay, the bleeding can't be stopped, but the problem is not big, let him rest." After saying that, he did it next to the prodigal son.

I saw that the prodigal son Kim was a little better, and also walked over and sat down next to the madman. Although the prodigal son Kim didn't struggle much just now, I still felt exhausted.

Shen Muhan also came over and sat down next to us, she had been watching from the side just now, and the prodigal son Jin's reaction just now was all in her eyes, and she must have imagined how much it hurt, and her face was a little ugly.

I looked over at the spikes again, and the madman's flashlight was still inside the spikes, and the light shone cold on the triangular spikes.

"Madman, you've seen the scene where the prodigal son King was injured, do you know what these triangular spikes are?"

The madman thought for a moment and shook his head: "I don't know, but the way these spikes look reminds me of something." ”

"What's that?"

"Army thorns."

"A military thorn?"

"Yes, although I don't know what these things are, but looking at the shape is the same as the military stab, the wound caused by this shape is difficult to stop the bleeding, so we must get out as soon as possible, soot is not a long-term solution, it won't last long."