After saying this, the figure that seemed to be Hong Jinglong tilted his head and completely confused.

I waited by his side for a moment, extremely cautiously, to make sure he didn't finally breathe a sigh after pretending to be unconscious, and first leaned down and searched all the pockets of his body, up and down, but found nothing but the last throwing knife.

This makes me feel more at ease.

I bent down and dragged his body to the bonfire, the package that the fake Hong Jinglong was carrying before was not taken away, I took the package over, it was heavy, and it was estimated that it contained a lot of things, but I couldn't see it clearly, so I simply poured it all out.

The old three: food, drinking water, and medicine.

It seems like the norm for grave robbers, but I have to admit that these are really the three things I need most at the moment.

There are five or six bottles of medicine, all of which are Western medicines, I can't even see it, let alone give this Hong Jinglong - let's call him Hong Jinglong for the time being - I took it, but when I moved his body, I felt that he was dusty, it should be quite short of water, thinking of this, I helped his upper body, picked up the still warm water and poured it on him, sure enough, as soon as he encountered the water, he subconsciously began to swallow hard, it seems that he is really thirsty.

After drinking all this warm water, Hong Jinglong's breathing was obviously smoother and longer, and I was relieved, anyway, he had no obvious external injuries on his body, and it is estimated that this miserable scene was caused by hunger, thirst and fatigue - who told you to leave the team without supplies to chase that back, no matter how powerful you are, you have to eat and drink!

He slept soundly by the campfire, but I was in turmoil.

What happened four years ago? Am I really an undercover agent sent by the Knife Collector to the grave robbers? But why can't I remember all the most important points?

The May 17 incident and the Cheshi Temple that Hong Jinglong mentioned twice, I don't think it's fake, after all, the real touch in the memory fragments in my mind is too strong, but those key memories seem to be covered with a layer of gray filth, and I can't connect the events before and after at all.

There are not many briquettes left by the fake Hong Jinglong next to the bonfire, and it will be burned out in two or three hours, and my eyesight has not fully recovered now, and I can't see anything when I turn on the flashlight, so it is better to save the power of the flashlight and recuperate here.

The moment I turned off the flashlight, the tomb was swallowed by the thick darkness, and I could only hear the sound of Hong Jinglong's breathing, and I was not driven crazy by this darkness, perhaps it was precisely because of Hong Jinglong's breathing that I remembered the previous investigation done by a foreign scientific research institution, and the most feared thing for soldiers on the battlefield was not guns, not tanks, or even biological and chemical weapons such as poison gas bombs, but "loneliness".

If a surviving soldier finds himself alone in the middle of a battle, the loneliness and fear in his heart will explode exponentially, but if he can find a comrade-in-arms, even if this comrade-in-arms is seriously injured and dying, as long as there is still a breath, the soldier will not be so flustered anymore.

What about human nature?

There was no sense of time passing in the darkness, I felt that maybe five or six hours had passed, and there was a sound of rustling from Hong Jinglong's side, I was shocked, opened my eyes and asked him, "Are you awake?" How do you feel? What happened before that made you like this? ”

"Is there anything to eat?" Hong Jinglong asked weakly.

I never expected Hong Jinglong to say this sentence after waking up, but as soon as I heard this familiar voice, my heart was already relieved.

"Yes, here you go." I opened the box of canned pork at hand, opened a pack of compressed biscuits for him, and handed it over.

Hong Jinglong thanked him and began to eat, I slowly turned on the flashlight, through the light I could vaguely see that he was eating in an orderly manner, although he was extremely hungry, but his eating movements were still very regular, a mouthful of canned biscuits, chewing very carefully and precisely, trying to squeeze out the last trace of nutrition in the food.

Seeing this, I am 100% sure that he is Hong Jinglong, except for this grandson, no one can maintain the precision of a machine when he is in a desperate situation.

He knew better than me the truth of being hungry for a long time, so he stopped after only half eating, picked up the mineral water next to him and took a small sip, looked at me and asked, "What's wrong with your eyes?" ”

I smiled wryly, "Don't mention it, I had an accident when I threw a flashbang, and I ended up blinding, and now I can see things blurry." ”

Hong Jinglong paused, and then asked, "How long has it been?" ”

I was stunned, and after careful calculation in my heart, I said: "I don't know the specific time, it must be more than 20 hours, right?" ”

"That's not right, something must be wrong."

With that, Hong Jinglong put down the mineral water bottle and came to my side, stretched out his weak but steady hands to brush quickly and accurately on the big holes all over my body, and when his hand crossed my shoulder somewhere, I rushed to a sharp stabbing pain, and subconsciously exclaimed.

"Don't move!"

Hong Jinglong's low voice came in my ears, and before I could react, it had already hit my neck somewhere with its fingers on its joints, and I felt a tingling sensation all over my body, and then the acupuncture point I had touched before was painful, and then the whole person felt relaxed, and there was a feeling of liberation.

"This ...... What's going on?! I asked, surprised.

Hong Jinglong sighed: "When we met, you were very wary of me, I knew that it came to you pretending to be me, it is a person who strives for perfection, if you want to imitate me, you will definitely imitate all of me, before my silver needles were taken away by it, if you want to attack you, you will definitely use silver needles to determine the acupoints, your eyesight should have been good, but he used silver needles to suppress your qi and blood, so that you have been blurred, now close your eyes." ”

Hong Jinglong came to my back, I could only honestly close my eyes, the next moment I felt his fingers on a certain acupuncture point near my eye sockets, he just gently forced, I felt a tingling pain in my eyeballs, tears flowed out involuntarily, I didn't have time to protest, his fingers began to rotate gently around my eye sockets, miraculously, I felt that the sharp pain in my eyeballs disappeared almost instantly, replaced by an extreme feeling of comfort, I almost cried out.

Unfortunately, the free massage service did not last long, only five or six minutes later, Hong Jinglong stopped, he returned to his original position and sat down, and said to me: "Okay, you can wait for two minutes, and your eyesight will almost return to normal." ”

I tried to open my eyes and wipe away my tears, and sure enough, it felt like it was not the same as before! I rubbed my eyes and blinked twice, and then looked at the outside thing, it was really the same as before I was blinded, it was really magical!

I am not free and exclaimed: "Lao Hong, if you wash your hands and stop fighting one day, you can open a massage shop at all, with your skills, it will definitely be full of business." ”

Hong Jinglong grunted indistinctly, and then said to me: "I did think so, but I'm afraid it will take a while to do it, and I owe too many debts, so I have to pay them off little by little." ”

"Okay, if your massage parlor opens, you have to give me a ...... when I go" I laughed and turned to look at Hong Jinglong, but in an instant, the next words were swallowed back by me.

This man who was eating slowly with a can was indeed the Hong Jinglong I knew, but there were countless thin and terrifying black cracks on his face, just like ...... It's like a crack in the ceramic, and it seems that the next moment the whole person will fall apart and turn into a pile of debris!

What's going on?! Hong Jinglong is a person, not a ceramic doll, why are there cracks on his face? What's wrong with the world?!

"Scares you, huh? Excuse me. Hong Jinglong sent another mouthful of canned pork into his mouth, and there was a hint of guilt in his calm tone, "Get the necessary pay, this is a law that no one can reverse." ”

"In the end...... What the hell is going on??? Unconsciously, my words have begun to tremble, although I didn't know each other before, but since I went through so many things together, I really regard Hong Jinglong as my friend, but suddenly such a strange thing appeared in front of me, I feel like my head is going to explode!

A person's good face is about to crack, can you believe it?!

Hong Jinglong put down the can and said to me, "You tell me about it first...... It's the thing that pretends to be me, and it says something to you. ”

I was a little depressed and a little overwhelmed, and when I heard Hong Jinglong ask, I mechanically told me all the things that the fake Hong Jinglong told me.

"Nine truths and one falsehood, good means, no wonder I almost hid from you, it is becoming more and more human." Hong Jinglong sighed softly, with melancholy and worry in his tone.

"Like a human ......? What does that mean exactly? "I felt a mess in my mind, so I could only ask Hong Jinglong for help.

"It's a long story, I'll tell you slowly."

Hong Jinglong rarely leaned his back against the mountain wall, calmly looking at the top of the tomb, this posture was exactly the same as the fake Hong Jinglong, not right...... It was the fake Hong Jinglong who learned the real Hong Jinglong so vividly, and it can even be said that it went deep into the bone marrow!

Hong Jinglong spoke: "If you want to talk about this matter, you have to first involve the legend that is widely spread in Qingzhikou and even Bailongyu, the reason why the villagers in this vicinity dare not enter the pheasant grave is because there is a mysterious power in it - it can turn trespassers into stones, it is for this reason that those villagers are respectful of here, do you remember when we were in the farmhouse in Qingjiakou, did you hear people talk about it?" ”

"Remember, this legend is said to have been passed down in Bailongyu for many years, from their ancestors' generation." I'm a little curious, I don't know why Hong Jinglong brought up this matter at a critical moment.

Hong Jinglong stared at me directly, and his static gaze made me a little hairy: "What if I tell you that this is not a legend, but a fact?" ”

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