Luoyang stood at the corner of the street and waited for a long time before an empty bus came. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There were only three or five passengers in the car, and they were sitting very scattered, as if they were avoiding the plague, avoiding each other, and the masks also covered their mouths and noses tightly, leaving only their eyes outside, glancing around, as if they were watching out for something.

After Luoyang got into the car with his bag, the passengers on the car all cast their eyes over, and their eyes showed obvious resistance, Luoyang knew that this might be because he didn't wear a mask, and saw him coming from the aisle, they all moved to the side of the window, trying to keep a safe distance from him, as if they were afraid that some bacteria and viruses on their bodies would infect them, Luoyang was not surprised, when he received the express this morning, the courier brother was the same.

Although he didn't know what had happened in the outside society in the past few days, he didn't want to make trouble, so he didn't go into the carriage and continued to walk, took two steps back, and sat down in his seat next to the door.

The bus driver seems to be a free and easy person, not like the passengers, wrapped himself tightly, but Luoyang found a detail, the brown plastic cup next to him is not tea, but Banlan root, you can smell the sweetness from afar, Luoyang suddenly suspected in his heart, could it be a big epidemic? If this is the case, then it is really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and bad things happened one after another, and the hidden dangers of the three experimental subjects have not been ruled out.

It's a pity that he doesn't have a mobile phone now, and he can't go online to find out what happened, and the whole person is completely in the dark.

It's just that he has been hiding in a safe house for six or seven days, and he feels a little out of touch with the whole society, which makes Luoyang extremely awkward.

After the bus left the platform, Luoyang finally couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart and asked the bus driver: "This master, why is everyone on this bus wearing masks?" ”

"You don't know there's been a poisonous worm lately?" The bus driver asked rhetorically.

"I'm an outsider, but I'm just passing through here, I don't know very well."

"You're a foreigner, so why don't you get out of here quickly, don't you know that we're under martial law recently? In a few days, the intensity of martial law will be increased again, and it is estimated that public transportation will be stopped, and you will not be able to walk if you want to. ”

"I knew about martial law, it was broadcast on the news, so I left in a hurry, and I went to the train station to buy a ticket now...... What do you mean by poisonous worms? ”

The bus driver raised his hand and pointed to Lingyun Mountain on the right side of the window, and said in a dialect: "Did you see that mountain?" It was burned black, it used to be an ecological park, a few days ago, I don't know where a large group of insects flew from, and I don't know what kind of sub-species, snow-white one by one, looks like a cicada, and not like, dense, the sky is covered, scary very, the Forestry Bureau drove a plane to spray pesticides to no avail, and then the army used incendiary bombs to blow up, and burned the mountains like that, only to clean up the group of insects, thinking that it was so fine, who thought, the next day, the poisonous insect disease broke out, The first to rise from the communities near Lingyun Mountain, at first it was rotten and itchy, and then vomited blood, I heard that a few have died, and there are hundreds of infected, all saying that the insect is poisonous, and after being burned to ashes by incendiary bombs, the toxic dust floats in the air, and if it is inhaled or touched, it will be unlucky, so this one by one took a mask and went out. ”

"That's what happened." Luoyang glanced back at Lingyun Mountain, which was as black as carbon, and his mood was complicated.

Subject Two was even more tricky than he had imagined.

And he knew very well in his heart that the second test subject had not actually been wiped out, although the array used by the army was large, even the incendiary bombs were used, but the white cicada had the ability to self-divide and replicate, as long as one of them was caught, all the efforts would be in vain.

Then his mind wandered, and he remembered the dreams he had been experiencing for the past few days.

In his dream, the cicadas filled the heavens and the earth like a mighty wind and snow, and then they began to die in large numbers, withering from the wind, and the corpses of insects rotting into pus and blood, polluting the whole world to a mess.

There is a striking resemblance to the situation described by the bus driver.

Dreams and reality coincide.

Thinking of this, Luoyang couldn't help but shudder, could it be that the dream he had experienced in the past few days was not a spiritual hallucination, but an omen, or someone in the dark was guiding him.

Luoyang remembered the four big words that appeared in his eyes out of thin air, at first he hated these four words, which kept him awake at night, but now that he thinks about it, he understands that this is a warning to him, if a few days in advance, he will follow the instructions and leave the safe house, and he will not be found by Li Changsheng today, although he solved Li Changsheng with a knife today, although it is not dangerous, but as long as there is a slight deviation, the dead person may be him, it can be said that the ghost door is closed and walked away.

Moreover, he can resist Li Changsheng's mental intrusion, which has a lot to do with the confrontation with illusions in the past few days.

Thinking of these things, Luoyang now vaguely feels that someone seems to be secretly helping him.

As for who this person is, there is no way to know, it should not be an ordinary person, after all, it is not possible to project illusions into people's minds, it is not something that ordinary means can do, only an awakened person like Li Changsheng can do it.

But he has nothing to do with the world of the Awakened, only 'class conflict', who will help him?

While Luoyang was pondering this question, the bus had already driven outside the train station.

After being reminded by the driver, he came to his senses and got out of the car through the back door.

Now it is the Spring Festival period, although martial law has been promulgated, but the train station is still crowded, he stands in the crowd of people, and suddenly there is a sense of loneliness, he only knows that he needs to leave Lingyun City as soon as possible, because the force to arrest him has been tracked here, but the incident happened suddenly, he has not yet thought about where he is going, the exposure of this safe house, the other safe houses on the list may no longer be safe, it should not be able to go, Gyeonggi's residence can not be returned, and all friends can not be contacted, Unable to confide in strangers, he felt as if he had been banished, and although he had returned to society, there was a transparent, unbreakable wall between him and everyone.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, looking around blankly.

Inadvertently, I lost my mind, and the dream hallucination hit like a tide again, and the railway station square where people shuttled suddenly turned into snow-capped mountains and lakes.

Yang Zhuo Yongcuo? Sheep Lake?

Is this a guideline?

Although Luoyang was in a hallucination, his consciousness was awake.

In an instant, the illusion disappeared, and Luo Yang frowned slightly, thinking about it in his heart.

Soon, he made a decision, planning to follow the guidance of the illusion, go to Yang Zhuo Yongcuo, this place has too many indissoluble ties with him, where his parents died, he also saw the flying goddess there, and now the illusion in his mind once again guides him, maybe there can be some discoveries, even without these factors, Tibet is indeed a good place to go, close to the border, and the land is sparsely populated, full of no man's land, it is easy to hide.

After settling on the place, Luoyang went to the waiting hall to buy a bullet train ticket to Yundu, planning to go to Yundu first, and then take a plane to Tibet.

The journey went very smoothly, although there was a wanted notice with his photo posted on the station bulletin board, but his appearance has changed, no one recognizes him, and the new ID card is also very useful.

At 4:15 p.m., Luoyang checked in and boarded the white train bound for Yundu.

It is more than two hours' drive from Lingyun City to Yundu, and after Luoyang sat down in his seat, he took off his backpack and hugged it in his arms, and took a nap against the car window.

The train started and roared away from the station, and the speed soon increased to about 200 kilometers per hour.

This speed has surpassed the limits of all living things in nature.

However, at an altitude of 10,000 meters beyond people's eyes, a vigorous goshawk is following this white train at an alarming speed.

Its wings are folded and clenched, and its body is like a streamlined cannonball, moving through the clouds and mist.

It takes a long time to flap its wings once, but each time it flapps, it sets off a gust of wind.

Luoyang didn't know anything about all this.

When he woke up, the car had arrived, and he picked up his backpack and got out of the car.

As soon as he left the station, he felt a wave of hunger, and he had to find a restaurant nearby.

There are a lot of places to eat, but in order not to shock the world, every time he eats a little something, he has to change places, from Tex to KFC, and from KFC to Shaxian snacks, plus waiting in line for meals, it took more than two hours, a total of seven restaurants, Luoyang only felt a little more solid in his stomach, such a trip, he also tossed him miserable, he couldn't help but wonder, people like Li Changsheng, eating on weekdays is not as troublesome as him.

If that's the case, then this awakened person is not so easy to be.

Or do they eat something else?

Thinking of this, Luoyang suddenly thought of the ceramic bottle he found in Li Changsheng's pocket, what were those green pills in it for?

Due to the difference in the way of energy intake, the physique of the awakened person is completely different from that of ordinary people, theoretically speaking, he has basically bid farewell to the disease, so he carries a bottle of medicine with him, it should not be for the purpose of curing the disease.

Is it for food?

Luoyang took out the porcelain bottle from his backpack, pulled out the stopper, poured one into the palm of his hand, and pondered.

It's heavy, it's hard, it smells fishy, and it smells of herbs, rocks, and earth, and it's hard to tell the ingredients with the naked eye and smell alone.

But this thing should not be poisonous, because he smelled ginseng from it.

When he was a child, because he often saw strange things, he was said by the old Chinese medicine doctor to be yang qi deficiency, and he drank a lot of ginseng soup to replenish yang qi, which he was very familiar with.

It's just that the smell he smells now is much thicker and purer, and even if it is mixed with other smells, it is easy to distinguish.

What is the specific effect of these green pills, Luoyang also has a rough idea in his heart, it should be to supplement the loss of body mass, to put it in layman's terms, it is to fill the stomach, and it is similar to the energy bar that the special operations soldiers carry with them.

Luoyang glanced at the few noodles left at the bottom of the bowl, and felt that his stomach was only seven points full, and he had to continue to change stores when he ordered food, and he was too lazy to bother, so he threw the green pill in his hand into his mouth, and swallowed the noodle soup.