Chapter 37: The Fog
When Mr. Zhao was telling the story, Xiao Ji stood in the distance and crossed his arms in a daze, listening to Su Lan's question, and glanced back at him. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Mr. Zhao's smile suddenly stiffened a little: "I can't talk about everything, if I even report when I eat, drink, and sleep, then we don't have to go in." If you're interested, Miss Zhang may not be willing to listen. ”
Zhang Xuan had a disgusted face of "you two are pulling yours, don't pull me", Su Lan was energetic: "That's not right, Mr. Zhao, what plan do you two have, it's a big matter related to whether we can get out alive, how can it be mixed up with eating, drinking, and sleeping." ”
Zhang Xuan interjected: "You are just gossipy, I can see it, as soon as you meet Mr. Ji, you have a lot of problems." ”
"Hey, hey, hey!" For Zhang Xuan's defection to help Mr. Zhao squeeze himself, Su Lan's heart almost collapsed, "I didn't say anything about you when you committed a nymphomaniac against Xiao Ji's nakedness. ”
"Fart naked, don't talk nonsense to misunderstand Mr. Zhao."
"Okay, okay," Mr. Zhao smiled and interrupted the two of them arguing, "It's worthy of a young man, he can flirt at any time." ”
You are a messy red thread, how can you flirt with others? Su Lan said secretly, glanced at Zhang Xuan, and looked away at the same time. At this time, Xiao Ji put down his arm and walked over and said to Mr. Zhao, "Time is running out. ”
"Ah, really." Mr. Zhao slapped his forehead, "There is still an imperial mausoleum waiting for us to break into, don't be idle here." ”
"Wait, make it clear." Seeing that Mr. Zhao was about to move forward, Su Lan grabbed Mr. Zhao's arm and pulled him back, "Zhang Xuan, you too, didn't you let me join at the beginning to say that my father was missing, and you want me to help you find my father?" How can you find it and find it and become a tomb robber? How did my father come to such a place? How much are you hiding from me? ”
"Who do you think your father Su Jianguo is?" Mr. Zhao looked back at Su Lan, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
"My father? ......" Su Lan was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Mr. Zhao's tone of voice was playful, even provocative. Contacted about his identity as an intelligence dealer, Su Lan's eyes hesitated, "Yes...... An antiquities worker. What do you mean by that? ”
"A lot of things aren't as simple as they seem."
"Do you want to tell me that my dad eats food from the Cultural Relics Bureau on the surface, and secretly does the business of selling cultural relics in the sand?" Isn't this the successor of innocent comrades? It's not that it's unacceptable.,It's just that this stalk is about to be played rotten now.,Okay.。
"Gone." Mr. Zhao shook off Su Lan, put his shoulders on his back and walked forward with Xiao Ji. Zhang Xuan walked up to Su Lan, who looked confused, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't think about it." You can't pretend to be skilled, your dad's fighting level can't be in this business. ”
"I thought so too. He is such a middle-aged otaku, and he is out of breath after running less than 300 meters. Your boss named Sun Yue is such a bastard, forcing my dad to go to this kind of hellish place to die. There was no time to think about the several life-and-death battles before, but now Su Lan felt that she was about to get rid of her anger, her teeth clenched, and her hands clenched into fists trembled slightly.
"Actually—"
"What?"
"Nothing." Zhang Xuan shook his head. Seeing that she obviously wanted to speak and stopped, Su Lan's only little joy left for the reunion was all extinguished, and she bypassed Zhang Xuan with a straight face, trotting two steps to catch up with Mr. Zhao and Xiao Ji.
Mr. Zhao's fanciful narration, although Su Lan couldn't tell where there were any flaws, but she just felt that Mr. Zhao didn't tell the truth, or didn't tell the whole truth. But, well, anyway, I just have to find my father, and it has nothing to do with me how true or false what he said. And in this crisis-ridden environment, it's really not a good time to think about reasoning. Su Lan thought secretly.
Zhang Xuan walked not far behind him, his footsteps were dull, and he seemed to be preoccupied. What she wanted to say just now was too obvious, and she also had something to hide from Su Lan. The only difference with Mr. Zhao is that Mr. Zhao is lying with a spring breeze on his face, and there is no trace of truth and falsehood; And Zhang Xuan didn't know if she was not tactful enough, or if she didn't want to go, Su Lan could see where she was hiding it, and she could also see that she was apologizing for it.
Anyway, you all know the inside story, and I'm the only one in the dark, right? Never mind. I don't care.
All I need is my father's whereabouts. All other conspiracies, truths, and lies have nothing to do with me.
For his father, after so much experience, Su Lan has already made up his mind that he wants to see people alive and see corpses in death, and he is mentally prepared to accept it when he finally finds out that his father has become a zongzi. All he needed was an answer, an explanation for how hard he had been here for so long.
The tomb road rotated downward, and the format reminded Su Lan of the drug-donating dungeon in Gujian Erli, which was cleared during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination. Originally, he thought that if there was no trap along the way, he would have to fly out some poisonous arrows or something, but for a long time, the four of them just walked down quietly and didn't encounter anything. Mr. Zhao saw Su Lan's doubts and explained: "I haven't entered the real tomb yet, but after I go down, I can't take it as lightly as I am now." ”
"Anyway, with you and Xiao Ji here, Zhang Xuan's marksmanship is so good, what do I have to worry about." Su Lan said, "Just follow it obediently?" ”
Zhang Xuan didn't know if it was because Su Lan mentioned that she was a little dissatisfied at the end, and snorted softly. Mr. Zhao looked at Su Lan with a "you are so stupid" look, Su Lan was frightened by his caring eyes for fools, and said with a stumbling voice: "I...... Am I saying something wrong? I was brought in by you, and you have to be responsible for me. ”
"Su Lan." Mr. Zhao said with a serious face.
"Huh?" Su Lan was shocked by Mr. Zhao's title.
"I thought you could be a little shrewd after going through so many things," Mr. Zhao smiled and shook his head, "It seems that I was too naïve." ”
"Hey, what do you mean? You can't expect me to know everything like you veterans, so I'd give you an internship—"
"That means," Zhang Xuan walked from behind Su Lan to the front, and patted Su Lan on the shoulder like a buddy when he passed, "When you encounter danger, you can only rely on yourself, and no one can help you." Of course, having said that, for the sake of you being so cute, and for the sake of my elementary school tablemates, I won't leave you alone if there is any situation. ”
What a cuteness! It's a good feeling, you all treat me as a mascot, right? Su Lan watched with a tense face as Zhang Xuan walked to Mr. Zhao's side, and the two of them continued to walk down side by side, suddenly feeling strange, where was an empty piece. Oh yes, what about Xiao Ji? Obviously, he was still in front of him a second ago, next to Mr. Zhao. This guy is simply a copy of a professional missing person, sometimes hidden and unreliable, should he suddenly find a crack in the wall and disappear again?
Su Lan turned her head suddenly, and saw Xiao Ji standing on the top of the spiral staircase, looking thoughtfully at the wall. Su Lan ran back to Xiao Ji and followed his gaze at the stone carvings on the wall: "What did you find?" ”
Xiao Ji shook his head: "It's just in a daze." ”
Forehead...... This, Su Lan was thinking that this reply was too straightforward, and she didn't know where to complain, when she heard Xiao Ji's next sentence, cold and clear:
"No one here can be trusted, except for yourself."