There are more people who have eaten this kind of fruit than Fat Man and Zhu Beichen, and it can be basically judged that the problem is not in the food.

Zhu Beichen recalled that the fat man had left for a period of time under the pretext of relieving himself halfway, judging by the distance and time that was enough for him to return to the wooden house, and obviously he smelled the smell of sandalwood, could it be that the fat man returned to the wooden house to pick up something from everyone?

Suddenly it occurred to me that this fat man only did things for the purpose and did not care about the consequences, what could he not do, so what did he take?

Zhu Beichen said: "Fatty, you give me an honest explanation, where did you go just now?" ”

The fat man's pupils shrank slightly, restrained his panicked expression, and reluctantly calmed down: "Where did you go, wasn't I rolling in the quagmire with you just now, why, are you still not convinced?" ”

I know that this fat man will not be so honest, and his mouth is very tight, but the valuable things in the wooden house are Su Hao's diary, and there is anything left that I haven't noticed.

Zhu Beichen hurriedly said: "I know that you will not be honest with this product, don't take anything that you shouldn't take, if you hide it like this, it will kill us." ”

Seeing the matter of being poked, the fat man was a little annoyed: "It's nothing, I just went to make it easier, believe it or not." ”

Feeling that the smell of gunpowder was strong, for fear that the two of them would not look at each other again, Qijian said: "Forget it, don't worry about these things." ”

However, Qijian thought that the fat man had been convenient for too long just now, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart and still warned him: "You all know who the aborigines of this place used to be, and the things they left behind are not only wealth, but also many mysterious and evil existences, and it is better to lose the things that should not be taken as soon as possible." ”

Hearing that this sentence was deliberately said to himself, the fat man muttered a few words in a low voice, and the matter was revealed.

"No, come and see. Strassmann seemed to be dying. ”

July's words quieted them down, and everyone didn't speak anymore, but stood on the edge of the stretcher and looked at the dying old man who was dying under a dirty coat. It has only been 48 hours since Strathman's condition deteriorated to the point of dying, and if Strathman's today is the tomorrow of some of them, they may face unexpected emergencies at any time, and everyone's feelings have become complicated when they think of this.

Shichima asked, "How's it going?" ”

July shook his head and said, "You guys take a look at his condition for yourselves, but you can't touch his skin, I suspect that this Gu is contagious." There are some Gu worms in the world who have a very domineering personality, and when the host they live in is endangered, they will not follow the host to go with them, and will do everything possible to find a new host. ”

They did not dare to touch the man on the stretcher, except for July to pick up a twig and pick up the dirty coat that covered Strathman's body.

The blood vessels of the tissues under the skin burst, and a thick, black liquid wrapped in a rancid smell flowed out of the broken wound, and the blood eased the unknown fluid to form a black mixture, which spread down Strathman's limbs onto the stretcher. The fragmented flesh consisted only of rotten flesh and bones, and I am afraid that even the bones were very brittle, and pulling at will would cause his body to be easily torn apart.

Although they are not familiar with Strathman, it can be seen that he was tortured like this, but they all feel sad, the prophecy of the ancient bronze tree recording the number of fates has come true, and the day of Ding Si is about to come as promised in 2 hours, and the sun on this day must not be seen by Strathman.

Zhu Beichen said: "How could he deteriorate so badly? "I could still see the Gu worms wriggling under the skin before, but now the whole leather shelf is festering like this, and the visual effect alone is enough to scare the ghost away.

The fat man twitched and asked, "What about the Gu worms, are they all dead?" ”

It's impossible to think about it, the Gu worm and the host are an undying contradiction, and July muttered: "No, it's drilled deeper." The reason why you are told not to go near him is because the concentrated fluid is mixed with the decaying body tissues and the eggs of the next generation of Gu worms, perhaps when the pus is dried, the Gu eggs in it will scatter with the wind to find the next generation of hosts. ”

Strathsmann completely lost his ability to see, similar to the moment when Ning Yun walked to the end of his life. He thought to himself, "Is it really invisible?" Have we arrived at that magnificent ancient city of unknown age? It's a pity that I can't see anymore, what they're planning. ”

The biggest experimental breakthrough in the Klaas laboratory in the nineties was organ transplantation, not just a simple single-organ allograft. In layman's terms, this organ transplantation technique is equivalent to hollowing out the chest cavity of an experimental living body, removing all the organs and transplanting them into another human body. Strassmann has achieved unprecedented success in this area, and as his organs age, Strassmann is delighted with the success of organ transplantation technology, but he has never dared to try it himself. The violent and unbearable rejection caused the subject to painfully gouge open his stomach and dig out his organs, and the scene was so bloody that he was terrified.

Rejection of the body is a major problem that hangs in the face today, and only the ancient city of sand, where the supreme medical presence, can find a solution to this problem, or can achieve immortality without relying on organ transplantation. Looking around the long journey of life for a while, no matter how brilliant the achievements and ideas have come to naught, what can people rely on to save their lives when they are dying?

"It's gone, it's all gone. People have no faith, and their lives are boring with obsessions. All kinds of astonishing scientific ideas could not save him, and Strathsmann felt that he could not see the people around him, but what they said in July could reach his ears without hindrance.

Closing the blood and slowing down the blood flow, the layman Qijian put forward many of his own ideas, which were vetoed by the two people of July and Han Qingxin, and even the body festered into such a person, and there was not much left of the skin, was it the body or the soul that was saved?

The temperature suddenly dropped to freezing, witnessing the passage of life for two days in a row, Zhu Beichen said: "I said that you all have to think of a way, do you let people be tortured and wait for death like this?" ”

No amount of medical treatment was enough to save Strathman's body, and the fat man said, "I'm afraid we'll have to keep our friends." Pus contaminated the stretcher, and no matter where he was carried, it would not save him from his dying fate.

Zhu Beichen walked up to Strathman and half-squatted down and said, "Old man, I think you should be able to hear it." At this point today, no matter what you brought me here for, I can't hate you. You must be miserable right now, what else do you wish before you leave this world, if I can help? ”

His eyelids twitched slightly, and Strassmann could hear his own words, only to see him trying to lift his head with great difficulty, his neck shrunk so that he could clearly see the holes in the blood vessels inside.

Smile, his smile was stiff, lasting less than a few seconds and his smile froze.

Breathed? Han Qingxin shook his hand, and Strassmann just fainted again. But his condition was terrible, and if it weren't for the stubbornness of this man's will, he would have been gone a few hours ago.

The rest of the time was almost a long wait, and the fat man began to assert: early death and late death are the same, we can't continue to walk with him, and it is not too cruel to abandon him and leave him to fend for himself.

Zhu Beichen stubbornly insisted that he must stay until the moment he died, so they could only camp in place and wait for dawn the next day. Zhu Beichen had a hunch that the ancient city was getting closer and closer to him, and the call from the ancient world was getting stronger and stronger, and he had to send off the people who were leaving to get on the road with peace of mind.

And what the fat man is actually worried about is that if the time drags on, the gap with Wu Min's team in front will be lengthened, God knows if they have already crossed the gate of the sand-buried ancient city by now, entered the core area of the ancient city, and even got the mysterious ancient book.

Zhu Beichen seems to have seen through the fat man's heart, in fact, it is really not difficult to guess his inner world, everything can be seen through his intentions from the interests of the fat man. Is this person's mind really as simple as he imagined?

"What are you worried about, one day earlier and one step later, do you think the gap will be big? Su Hao's diary doesn't think so. Zhu Beichen said.

"Hmph, you don't care, I don't believe you're not in a hurry." The fat man rolled his eyes and complained in his heart. Qijian and Han Qingxin and the others will definitely support him, he is alone, and it is too dangerous to go on the road alone, otherwise they should have been left behind.

What exactly is he hiding in his body, is it in his trouser pocket or in his coat? The smell of sandalwood always loomed on the tip of his nose as the fat man approached, which made Zhu Beichen even more convinced that this guy must have picked up something in the wooden house, and the smell was exactly the same as the sandalwood smell in the wooden house.

"What does Su Hao's diary say?" Since he is going to spend the night here for the time being, the fat man is also curious about the content of Su Hao's diary, Zhu Beichen has always held the diary in his hand, he has never had a chance to look at it twice, and the only person who has been to the ancient city of Shabu is probably Su Hao.

What can be in the diary, Su Hao's style of writing a diary is very concise, not following the chronological order, only the content that I think has the value of recording will be written in the notebook, and the exact situation of the ancient city buried in the sand is not mentioned, it is more about personal understanding and comparing the situation encountered with the previous adventure.

Words like danger, danger, and extreme difficulty appear many times. After turning many pages in a row, until the beginning of a page left the following words: We have been captured, and we don't know what we will face next, death? There have been many moments of life and death, and death is unpredictable for a person like me.

Looking at it, I didn't find anything for the time being. Zhu Beichen perfunctorily looked at the fat man, flipped through the diary casually, stopped in front of a page, and his head suddenly rumbled.

I can't understand what is described, but what the ghostly symbols represent. When a bunch of messy words appeared in front of him, Zhu Beichen knew that the record on this page was very important, but unfortunately he couldn't understand it at all.