Chapter 32: Mr. Zhao's Story
Time is pulled back to the night when Mr. Zhao, Lao Qiao and Su Lan were separated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The night of the full moon.
Mr. Zhao rushed to the front, Lao Qiao followed, and the two of them ran into the forest in three steps and two steps.
"Hey, I said," Old Joe called out to Mr. Zhao, who was about to go deeper, "As the only two experienced male explorers in the team, it's really good for us to leave behind the two girls and the boys who can't fart." ā
"I'm not interested in staying behind and being bitten by a snake." Mr. Zhao didn't look back, and his voice was quite cold.
"Look at your guts, rats are bigger than you."
"If I had been bold, I wouldn't have survived now." Mr. Zhao was completely unprovoked, and looked around with a flashlight as he spoke, as if he was looking for something.
"You just blow it." Although Lao Qiao was not polite on his lips, he was still quite jealous of Mr. Zhao's ability and skill in his heart. It can be seen from his unfailing status in the circle for nearly ten years and the fact that he can let someone like Xiao Ji do things for him; He just wasn't willing to risk his life.
Judging from Lao Qiao's half-life experience of seeing people, Mr. Zhao belongs to the kind of cold-blooded animal who looks kind and is friendly to everyone on weekdays, but is actually too indifferent in his bones, he was talking to you one second, and the next second you were accidentally bitten to death by some poisonous insect and couldn't even blink your eyes.
This kind of person, even if he is smiling, you can't tell anything from under his smile, the most difficult kind to deal with.
"There are a lot of sacred trees marked by the people of the end of the earth," Mr. Zhao said, "let's climb up to avoid the limelight first." ā
Listening to the sound of rustling under the tree, Mr. Zhao took out an iPad-like tablet from his bag and knocked on it, not knowing what he was looking for. Old Qiao lay down on the branch of the tree with a big grin, one hand pillowed the back of his head, and the other hand and both feet were hanging down and swaying, and suddenly a spirit sat up: "Why haven't those little cubs of his mother kept up yet?" ā
"There are too many snakes under the tree, and they have climbed to the tree to hide, and when the snakes are gone, let's go down and look for them." Mr. Zhao said.
"Yes," Lao Qiao didn't bother to think about it after hearing this, and continued to watch Mr. Zhao nest on the tree and knock on the tablet, "Hey, brother, what are you looking at?" ā
"Weather forecast. Tomorrow there will be rain, which will be very good for us. ā
To be honest, I really don't see what the rain is good for us? But Lao Qiao was reluctant to show his shortcomings in front of Mr. Zhao, seeing that he didn't want to explain and didn't bother to ask, he took off his shotgun from his back and raised his hand to the darkening night among the leaves in the forest and said, "Anyway, aren't we looking for your buddy Xiao Ji, how about it, have you found out where he is now?" ā
"Old Joe."
"What?"
"I know I'm going to take everyone to him, now, shut up and let me have a good rest."
The snake tide did not fade until midnight. Mr. Zhao used the wolf's eye lamp to shine on the sky for a long time, and after confirming that there were no snakes, he patted Lao Qiao's shoulder and slowly climbed down from the tree. Lao Qiao shouted at Su Lan and Miss Zhang a few times at the top of his voice, but there was no response for a long time: "It's really fucking weird, where did these two go." ā
"Don't be in a hurry, shout less and save my voice to let me be quiet for a while."
There has been a dead silence in the forest since the snake disappeared, as if there was no living thing except for Lao Qiao and Mr. Zhao, and as soon as Lao Qiao closed his mouth, the dead silence overwhelmed them, making Lao Qiao's heart furious.
The experience of Vietnam taught Old Joe that the dead woods were the most terrifying existence. Because the humid climate and abundant water are very conducive to the breeding and reproduction of organisms. Tropical rainforests, in particular, have the highest species diversity and the highest rate of secondary succession, and are known as the lungs of the earth. The trees here are tall and dense, the environment is hot and humid, but there is no matching species diversity, and there are only a few possibilities.
This is a biochemical quarantine area, or there is some terrible species here that has caused the extinction of other species. Either way, it's what Old Joe doesn't want to see. He elbowed Mr. Zhao: "This forest is lifeless, I feel very bad, let's hurry back the same way to find Miss Zhang and them." ā
"I can't find my way back."
"Don't you have a compass?"
Mr. Zhao looked at the compass in his hand and frowned: "There is a magnetic field around, and the compass is out of order." ā
"." Lao Qiao scolded directly and spat on the trunk, "Then why don't you take a few steps?" Standing here stupidly, you can still wait for the flowers to come out. ā
"Wait." Mr. Zhao was still staring at the compass and couldn't take his eyes off it.
"What the fuck are you messing with?" Old Qiao felt that his anger was almost uncontrollable, and his speech became unpolite, "Isn't the compass broken?" What the is there to see. ā
"If you are uneducated, don't force others to be as uneducated as you." Mr. Zhao's voice was faintly impatient, "I'm looking to see if I can calculate the angle of the compass offset using the sexagenary branch, so that I can calculate the approximate location of the magnetic field interference." However, you have been by my side, talking about it, so I can't settle down and calculate at all-" Before he finished speaking, the compass in his hand was suddenly knocked away by Old Joe.
"You're crazy with the surname Joe, aren't you?!" Mr. Zhao pushed Lao Qiao away, and his voice finally became angry.
"The surname Zhao can be regarded as seeing through you, you only care about whether you achieve your goal, so you don't care about the life or death of other people! Miss Zhang and Su Lan, that kid was bitten to death by a snake, and you **** don't care at all, right! Lao Tzu is the most annoying scum like you! Exercise! ā
"Did you get kicked in the brain by a donkey or what-" Mr. Zhao's brain was also hot, and he was about to scold back when he suddenly saw a black shadow appear behind Lao Qiao, shouting: "Be careful! ā
Lao Qiao is worthy of being a veteran who has experienced countless life and death situations, and his reaction is extremely fast, and he quickly swiped over his back with a long knife on his waist, and then grabbed the opponent's upper arm and fell to the ground with a force over his shoulder, kicking the man's head hard. There was a muffled sound of bones shattering, and the man immediately collapsed to the ground without moving.
"I'll go, old Joe, you've kicked the skulls of people under your feet."
"You didn't see the girl stabbing me in the back, and he deserved to kill him." Old Qiao said viciously, kicking the person face up and then being startled, "Grandpa, how is this person's face rotten!" ā
Mr. Zhao took a picture of the wolf's eye lamp, and he was a little unable to stand. The man lying in front of them had a face that was mostly rotten, the carrion clinging to the bridge of his nose, the eye sockets of the skeletons could already be seen in some parts, and a few maggots crawling leisurely in and out of it.