This jeep is not small, in addition to the two rows of seats in the front, the area of the rear compartment is huge, put Fang Shi Liangping in and I squatting, I will not feel crowded at all.

The man who drove over was an old man in his fifties, with gray hair, who only nodded when he saw us, and said nothing like a gourd, and never said a word from beginning to end.

He was very thin, wearing a thick coat, his whole body was covered inside, and his neck was shrunk down, and he could only vaguely see his eyes left outside.

I thought he was sleeping, but inadvertently, I found out that he was secretly watching us.

Looking at me, to be exact.

Perhaps it was because he had met a living man, and he was somewhat vigilant, so his gaze stayed on me for a long time, until I noticed him looking at me for the third time, and the old man closed his eyes as if he were asleep.

"Old Song, how long will it take for those materials to be delivered?" I asked, sat cross-legged in the corner, looked at Fang Shiliang, who had a weak breath, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

This buddy's state is declining very quickly, and he didn't have anything before he got in the car, why did he become like this after a few minutes....... His face was more ugly than that of a dead person, his breath was so faint that it was difficult to detect, and his pulse and heartbeat were gradually becoming lighter and slower.

Not optimistic.

"It takes two hours at the earliest, the live three-winged insects are more troublesome, but there are quite a few dead, I have already entrusted the relationship to let people collect them, those Gu masters should have leftovers in their hands......." Song Butian answered me in an orderly manner while driving the car, and then asked: "How is the state of the old man?" ”

"Make do with it." I whispered, "But I have to say one thing, it seems that we are underestimating his injuries. ”

"What do you say??" Song Butian hurriedly asked, turning his head to look at me; "Did something go wrong??"

I nodded, my expression a little ugly.

"The symptoms are more complicated than I expected, the speed of deterioration is very fast, the mountain and river qi can only barely protect his heart and veins, and most of the meridians of his limbs and torso have died."

Hearing me say this, Song Butian's eyes were about to pop out: "Fuck?!" ”

"Rush it." I sighed: "It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, I can only give him as much life as possible, if those qi penetrates his heart, I can't do anything." ”

At this time, the wound on my vein had healed, and in desperation, I could only cut a new opening and continue to sprinkle blood on Fang Shiliang's body.

My blood can't repair Fang Shiliang's wounds, but it does have a little effect.

If the evil qi hidden in Fang Shiliang's body is conscious, they are groups of organizations like an army, and they are rushing into Fang Shiliang's conscience in an orderly manner, then when my blood touches Fang Shiliang's body, they will naturally feel a sense of danger.

From a certain point of view, repair is equal to killing, and if you want to repair the injury, you must kill these "bacteria", so they will turn around and clean up "me" at the first time.

When fighting against the Gu Qi in my blood, the speed at which they attack the heart veins will slow down, and this is the time I gave Fang Shiliang to buy.

"It's amazing."

The old man, who was curled up in the co-pilot's sleep, suddenly opened his mouth.

This is the first time he has spoken in front of us, and I have to say that his voice is very peculiar and almost unforgettable.

I don't know if it was due to damaged vocal cords or something else, but his voice was a little "mumbling", and he couldn't make it articulate, and the sound didn't come from his mouth, it seemed to come from his neck, or even from the neck down.

"You're a monster." He then said, as if smiling, "It's the first time I've met someone like you." ”

"Master Throat, are you awake?" Song Butian asked him.

The old man nodded, stretched his neck out of his collar, and rubbed his shoulders: "There have been a lot of things going on in the past few days, I haven't slept for four days, and I can't hold it anymore." ”

At this time, Chen Qiuyan seemed to have discovered something, and stared at the old man with bright eyes: "Master Throat? ”

"You know me?" The old man was stunned.

"I remember...... It seems that someone else told me........ There are two outsiders in Song's family in Sichuan....... And their status in the Song family is not low........" Chen Qiuyan muttered: "One is called Lao Qi, and the other is called Lao Yan." ”

"Hey, you girl knows a lot." Old Throat laughed.

"By the way, I haven't introduced you yet, this is the old throat, the throat master, in my family is my elder, who has taken care of me since I was a child, and is similar to my own grandfather." Song Butian said with a smile, his tone was full of warmth full of family affection: "Lao Qi is the same, but he is a little younger than Master Throat." ”

"Don't call me Throat." The old throat waved his hand: "You call Lao Qi by his name, ask me to add the word "master", do you think I'm old?" ”

When Old Throat spoke, I never looked away, and kept looking at Old Throat's mouth.

Really, I'm sure I can't figure out how he speaks, and he doesn't open his mouth at all, and he doesn't move at all.

Perhaps sensing my gaze, Old Throat glanced at me and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Throat, I'm just .......," I smiled awkwardly.

"It's okay." Old Throat said, then opened his mouth sharply, motioning for me to take a look.

I don't know if I don't look at it, I look at it...... I fell silent.

The tongue of the old throat is only half a small section, and the part of the tongue in front of the root of the tongue is gone, as if it has been forcibly cut off, and the edges are uneven, and it seems that there are some traces of tearing.

"I'm not afraid of being embarrassed when I say it, I planted it once before, and it made people cut out their tongues, so it's a little inconvenient to speak now." Old Throat laughed.

"Ventriloquism?" I asked tentatively.

He nodded and said, yes.

"I've seen ventriloquist performances a few years ago, but their level is very different from yours!" I said from the bottom of my heart, with admiration on my face: "Your hand must be a masterpiece." ”

"I love to hear that." The old throat smiled: "When I get old and can't do it anymore, I will go to the street to perform, and I can't starve myself after all." ”

At this time, Song Butian had just finished making a phone call, put the eldest brother to the side, and said a little unhappily: "Master Throat! That's too much! Can I starve you with me? ”

"Yes, yes, I forgot about you." The old throat said, his expression softened a lot, as if he looked at his own grandson, and his eyes were full of kindness: "There is also the Song family's little mending heaven, and he will definitely not be hungry for me." ”

Listening to the conversation between Lao Yu and Song Butian, I looked at them blankly, and somehow, I felt an indescribable pain in my heart.

Seriously, I envy Song Butian.

"Shi'an?"

Chen Qiuyan shouted in a low voice, looked at me with some concern, should know what I was thinking, and whispered: "It's okay, isn't there still me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Qiuyan asked Song Butian coldly, Brother Song, do you have a girlfriend?

"Girlfriend? No, why don't you introduce me to one? Song Butian said with a smile.

"Look." Chen Qiuyan winked at me: "You're better than him!" ”

Hearing Chen Qiuyan's words, Song Butian looked back at her, and then at me, as if he understood something.

"Fuck, use me as an example to comfort people, little sister, your trick is a bit amazing!" Song Butian couldn't help but laugh and said: "I don't have a partner, it's fate that hasn't arrived, who is to provoke anyone......."

Chen Qiuyan grinned, and without explanation, he took out two chocolate candies from his pocket, handed one to Song Butian, and handed another to Old Throat.

I have to say that it's normal for the old throat to take a cigarette, but if it is a candy ...... Or the kind of sugar that comes in pink packaging.

"It's delicious." Old Throat laughed.

"Hey fuck!!"

Song Butian scolded without warning, to be precise, he yelled, and then braked suddenly, almost throwing Fang Shiliang out of the car, if I hadn't held him down in time......

"What are you doing??" I bared my teeth and asked, only to feel that the skin on my arm had been corroded by Fang Shiliang, and I broke out in a cold sweat in pain: "The strip caught up??" ”

"It's not."

Song Butian frowned and said, his tone was a little helpless.

"It looks like a bandit."

Road bandits?

Before I could figure out the situation, I heard a muffled bang, and the windshield of the front window instantly smashed a crack in a piece of rubble.

When he saw this scene, the old throat's eyes were about to pop out.

"Holy shit!! My car!!! ”

<