Thunder rolled, and a downpour of rain crashed into the forest, casting a hazy hazy haze over everything around it. From the sound of the rain came the babbling of a man. Liang Cheng took out an umbrella and walked out of the tent.

By the campfire, the man with unkempt hair knelt on the ground, his head slightly looking at the sky, his hands raised, as if praying. The rain had already soaked his whole body, and streams of water were dripping from his hair, wetting his face. Liang Cheng walked to his side.

"Heaven will damn it...... People are going to die......" he muttered, Liang Cheng put an umbrella over his head. After a moment, he came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Liang Cheng.

"Are you going to catch a cold like this?" Liang Cheng said to him.

"Shh He suddenly raised the index finger of his right hand and put it in front of his mouth, "Heaven will damn you, and people will die!" ”

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky and disappeared into the depths of the trees in the distance, and a deafening thunderclap made my whole body tremble!

"What does that mean?" Liang Cheng looked at his face, his expression was dull, and he slowly turned back and slowly grabbed a handful of grass from the ground.

"Omen." A word floated out of his mouth, and then it was diluted by the rain.

"Signs? What are the signs? Liang Cheng looked at the large forest in front of him, and now it was just an inky color, which melted into the rainstorm, "Chen Xiaojing? ”

The man began to mutter, "Woe comes from the mouth, woe comes from the mouth." ”

After a while, he slowly got up, Liang Cheng helped him up, his whole body was already soaked, and he was trembling slightly in the rain.

"Are you alright?" I held him up. His gaze was still glazed, and after a while, he began to walk slowly towards his tent, so Liang Cheng followed him to his tent with an umbrella. His tent was inconspicuous, set up at the very edge of the camp, old and red with patches of black ink.

"Come in." His mouth moved slightly, and he walked in. So Liang Cheng also followed. A strong musty smell came from the tent, and he sat cross-legged in the middle of his tent dripping with rainwater.

"Sit down." He whispered.

Liang Cheng hesitated, and unnaturally found a place to sit down.

"If there's anything you'd like to ask, ask now."

Liang Cheng looked at him blankly, but he didn't know what to ask for a while.

I cleared my throat: "What the hell is wrong with you. ”

He was still sluggish, and only then did he see his face clearly, the intense collapse of his spirit had made his eyes more intense, and his unkempt hair had reduced him to the appearance of a beggar.

"The four bodies are not diligent," he replied.

"Do you have any relatives?" Liang Cheng asked again.

He looked at Liang Cheng, and replied with confused eyes: "Atonement." ”

"What about you? Who sold you the travel ticket? ”

"Slaughter."

Liang Cheng shook his head helplessly, and then looked at him: "Then what do you mean by 'the four bodies are not diligent, and the disaster comes from the mouth'?" ”

He replied faintly, "Damned." ”

Liang Cheng didn't ask anymore, picked up the umbrella and stood up, and saw a photo of him soaked in water. I walked over and bent down to pick it up, and there was a family of four on it, and the boy with the most happy smile in the middle should be this unkempt young man. The boy in the photo looks happy, about my age, and next to him is an even younger girl, probably his sister, and behind him are two adult men and women.

Liang Cheng flipped over the photo, and wrote a line of words with a black oil-based pen on the back, and the handwriting had already changed color: "Happy birthday Wu Hao, love your sister forever." ”

Liang Cheng flipped the photo to the front again, the girl's smile was still bright, but Liang Cheng had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Liang Cheng wiped the photo clean with his clothes, gently placed it next to his bed, turned around and walked out of the tent.

At noon, Liang Cheng closed his eyes and secretly recuperated, Zhao Youyu opened my tent curtain again, the rain was already much lighter, and he walked in.

"Do you want to go with me for a hands-on activity?" He said to Liang Cheng. Liang Cheng sat up and looked at him puzzled.

"What activity." Liang Cheng asked.

Zhao Youyan said lightly: "It's very funny, I only asked you if you want to come once, and if you don't want me, I'll leave." ”

"Okay." Liang Cheng hurriedly got up, "I'll just come." ”

Zhao Youyu threw Liang Cheng a disposable plastic raincoat, and then said to me, "Put it on and follow me." ”

Liang Cheng put on a raincoat without saying a word, and then followed Zhao Youyu out of the tent. The dim sky had become a little brighter, and the dense rain had become much more sparse. Zhao Youyu led me into the forest. The forest has become a rainforest, with water droplets falling from the dense and tall foliage, and then a splash blooming on the body. The waist-high grass was also soaked by the rain, stubbornly resisting to make way for everyone, and threw a drop of water into Liang Cheng's face.

"Are you looking for Chen Qi?" Liang Cheng asked.

Zhao Youyan shook his head: "The rain has washed away all the traces, and there is no way to find it anymore." ”

Liang Cheng sighed, and then asked, "Then why didn't you catch Chen Qi at that time?" ”

"I suddenly don't want to kill him."

"I don't want to kill." Liang Cheng repeated in a low voice.

"There was once a gangster who kidnapped his sister, and it was too similar to that scene." Zhao Youyu said lightly.

"That was something I had happened to a few years ago, I was on a mission with my friend, who was an operator."

The car is surrounding a house, and a gangster is hijacking a girl with a weapon.

"Lay down your arms!" A piercing warning sounded over the loudspeaker. The gangster looked very panicked and retreated to the house with the girl step by step. Operatives have surrounded the entire building. The gangster was not a big man, but a thin middle-aged man with a country appearance, his hand tightly grasping a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, and the other hand holding an earthen weapon.

"Lay down your arms!" The megaphone warned again. The middle-aged man looked very nervous, he opened his throat and shouted out the window: "Give me 10,000!" I'll just let this girl go! "Ten thousand, this poor country middle-aged man made a request that was not greedy. In the face of many cadres, the middle-aged people in the countryside looked extremely flustered.

Seeing this, Zhao Youyu said to his cadre friends: "Why don't you let me negotiate, maybe I can save the two of them." The friend thought for a moment and nodded. So Zhao Youjing walked into the building.

The middle-aged man was extremely flustered and shouted: "Don't come close!" Who are you! ”

Zhao Youyu opened his clothes, indicating that he didn't have any weapons, and said to the middle-aged man: "Brother, I'm a passerby, I'm also from the countryside, we can be regarded as fellow villagers, if there's anything bad to say, let's solve it?" ”

The middle-aged man hesitated a little, and stammered for a long time and asked, "Then, how can we talk about it?" ”

"Let this girl go, do you need me to help you? 10,000, 10,000 we can make it up for you, why be so excited? ”

When the middle-aged man heard the word 10,000, he shook slightly, obviously a little moved.

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