Wang Zhen roared, snatched the bag that was still making a sound mechanically, and jumped up like a frightened rabbit and ran away. I panicked and grabbed Wang Linshuo, whose face was extremely ugly, and I almost fell in a hurry, took out my gun and hurriedly shot at the behemoth in the middle of the road, and I didn't care to look back to see if it hit, I only knew that I ran desperately into the depths of the woods.

As I was panting, my muscles tensed, and my heart overflowing with panic as I rushed into the depths of the forest, my ears suddenly signaled to me to stop, and I did not hear the heavy chase behind me, only the chaotic footsteps lingered in my ears. I secretly prayed that my heart, which was beating wildly and was about to burst out of my throat, would finally be able to rest for a while.

Wang Zhen turned his head with my movements, put down the barrel of the gun held high in his hand slightly, and said with wide eyes: "He didn't catch up - why did he stand there and look at us with a puzzled expression?" ”

Wang Linshuo stepped back and said: "It may be that he has never seen someone who looks the same as himself, and he thinks it is the same kind." That's the best, let's hurry up and leave, I don't have a few magazines. ”

Zhang Siyuan's face was still as pale as paper, his eyes were firmly fixed on the troubled wild man, and his voice trembled a little: "Hurry up, look at the blood stains on his mouth and the two bear corpses, you can know that this is not a guy to mess with." In case he treats us as our kind again, he graciously invites us to drink the raw bear blood......"

I imagined it in my mind, my facial features involuntarily screwed together, looking at Zhang Siyuan's stupid expression, the anger that had just disappeared surged up again. I raised my hand and slapped me and scolded: "If you want to drink, you will drink!" In case this guy does come after him, I'll leave you here to deal with him, and we'll grease the soles of our feet. You usually never turn on the sound of your mobile phone, why is it abnormal today, and you have made a favorite voice of the elderly to tell the time? ”

Zhang Siyuan wiped the cold sweat on the top of his head and lowered his voice and shouted: "I don't know what's going on, why are you complaining about me here, maybe that wild man is a woman, and he was ...... by you."

Before he could finish his words, all his distorted facial features brushed back to their original positions, their original expressions were wiped away, and in the blink of an eye, his whole face was shrouded in fear. He raised a hand and pointed at the swarthy and dirty savage, took out his gun in a panic, and shouted, "Zhang Xuan, you bad crow's mouth, this thing is really chasing after you!" ”

Wang Zhen looked at the behemoth that was approaching quickly, only a few hundred meters away from us, with a fierce light in his eyes, he pulled down the bolt of the gun fiercely, raised the gun and gritted his teeth and said, "What are you afraid of, the four of us can't beat this one?" No matter how strong this guy is, no matter how many muscles he has, he is a human after all, and it is impossible for a gun to pierce his head. ”

I took a deep breath, and was about to raise the gun but was slapped down by Wang Zhen, who glared at me and said, "You better save bullets for me...... His voice stopped abruptly, his stiff body relaxed slightly, the muzzle of the gun was lowered, and he said with a sigh of relief, "Why did he turn around again?" ”

The wild man really changed his aggressive appearance, turned around and walked out of the dense forest with his head down. I was confused, and I thought to myself, what the hell is this guy here for, isn't he here to exercise our heart's endurance? Wang Zhen and I looked at each other, looking at the wild people who were gradually moving away, lowering their heads and hanging their shoulders to see any aggressive savages, all of them were like falling into the clouds. Wang Linshuo squinted his eyes, stared at the wild man vigilantly, and whispered, "Be careful that he suddenly turns around." ”

My heart was in my throat, and there was a string in my head, and my eyes were fixed on the wild man who had turned into a small black dot, and my hands were clutching the gun at my waist. The air seemed to freeze, and everyone was breathing rapidly and their hearts were racing. But Zhang Siyuan will never follow everyone's train of thought, and he doesn't know what he saw, so he suddenly screamed out at an inopportune time. Although the voice was not loud, it scared my body and trembled, Wang Zhen subconsciously pulled the trigger, and Wang Linshuo's small eyes like mung beans also became round in an instant.

After confirming that the wild man did not turn back, three pairs of vicious eyes shot out invisible flames, scorching Zhang Siyuan, whose face was pale. Wang Zhen grabbed his clothes and scolded: "What is your name, and no one stabbed your chrysanthemum." ”

Zhang Siyuan said: "No...... Don't you see, there seems to be something in the snow. ”

My anger was immediately replaced by the curiosity that had risen up, and I craned my neck in the direction of his finger and looked around for a long time, only to dimly see something falling from a tree that the wild man had just passed.

Wang Zhen glanced at the almost invisible wild man and bear corpse, raised his gun and said, "It looks like this guy won't come back, let's go, let's go over and have a look." ”

I put aside the doubts in my heart for the time being, carefully followed Wang Zhen to the edge of the tree, lowered my head, and a black, only half a palm-sized cardboard was lying quietly in the snow. When I first saw it, I didn't think it was a useless piece of broken paper, but in an instant, a lightning bolt passed through my head, and a familiar and unfamiliar feeling began to permeate my heart. I suddenly remembered the frowning appearance of the dead inscription that night, and the thick hemp paper sutra that smelled of staleness, and the phone call of the man in black that gave me a headache, and the piece of paper that had been taken out of the mezzanine of the sutra......

My hands began to tremble involuntarily, and I bent down to pick it up, and a familiar painting appeared in front of my eyes. The black headless figure outlined by simple and rough lines lies in a golden forest, it has no left hand, but its right hand is very delicately outlined, and when you squint your eyes, you can even see the joints on five fingers. But the hand is open.

I forced myself to calm down and try to recall every detail of that painting. Everyone's expressions of movement crossed my brain like flowing water, and I quickly pulled the invisible progress bar, constantly silently reading, I just want details.

The headless man and the golden forest lying on the painting, the carefully depicted right hand that is out of step with the roughness of the whole painting...... Zoom in, zoom in again, wipe off the dust, and at that moment, it seemed as if someone was striking the bell hard in my ear. I broke out in a cold sweat and spread all over my body.

The right hand of the villain in that painting is open, and it has a left hand!

I felt like I was on a roller coaster, and I raised my eyes in disbelief to look into the distance, and the figure of the wild man had disappeared into the vast sea of trees. How could he have such a thing? Is it possible that the painting was faked? Could it be that the real things that Biaozi said happened here?

Hundreds of question marks swirled around my brain, colliding with each other, and my brain was dizzy and foggy. The others also felt that something was wrong, Wang Linshuo and Zhang Siyuan took turns to ask for the piece of paper, put it in their hands and gently rubbed it and raised it under their noses to look at it carefully, and finally the two sighed one after another. Zhang Siyuan lowered his head, looking dazed. Wang Linshuo frowned tightly, and wanted to come over again to take a closer look, and then said slowly: "I didn't find any problems other than the content of the painting. Whether it's paper or handwriting, it's the same as the one we've seen before. ”

Wang Zhen frowned and looked at the wild man who had long since disappeared, shook his head and said, "Impossible, how could this kind of thing appear on that kind of dirty wild man - by the way, we didn't see anything on the side of the road when we came over, right?" ”

Wang Linshuo shook his head firmly: "No, I deliberately looked at it at the time, and there was nothing but snow on the side of the road." It is highly likely that this piece of paper fell from the wild man. ”

Zhang Siyuan said: "That's interesting, why don't we catch up and stop him and ask?" ”

Before he could finish speaking, I shook my head and refused, "No, no, no, you must not do this." What is the strength of the other party, whether it is friend or foe, we don't know why it behaved so strangely just now. I managed to get out of trouble, and I didn't want to hit the muzzle of the gun again. Neither our physical strength nor our bullets are suitable for a head-on confrontation with him. ”

Zhang Siyuan touched his chin and asked for the painting and said: "This is interesting, could it be that the story of the hemp paper Buddhist scriptures and Biaozi is true?" He casually rubbed his hand against the painting, thinking. My eyes never took a moment off the little piece of paper, and my brain spun at high speed, thinking about countless possibilities. But just as my brain was about to explode, I seemed to catch a glimpse of a black word popping out from under Zhang Siyuan's rough fingers.

I gasped and snatched the piece of paper from his fingers, and when I looked closely, a handwriting I knew all too well appeared in front of me. Although there is only one Ken character, I can clearly affirm that this word is definitely from Uncle Lu's hand!

Wang was so shocked that his mouth grew up: "Why didn't I see a word here just now?" And how do I feel that this word is somewhat familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere......"

I said coldly: "It's Zhang Lu's old fox's handwriting." "Uncle Lu and Hu San had a wicked smile hidden in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows in my mind, and his words echoed in my mind: As long as you come to Daxinganling, I will have a set of wealth for you...... Could this piece of paper be what he called wealth?

Why didn't any words show up just now? Could it be that the changes that have occurred since the contact with us? We don't have water on our hands, and we don't have special chemicals, in the end...... What's going on?