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Jack was hit hard, and the fat man turned away in a good mood.

"Wait." I called out to him. "How's your leg? It's been a long time, how do I think you're still limping. ”

"It's a little meaning, it's still running if it's broken. Lao Tzu is not a sissy, and he will not pretend to be a grandson or pretend. ”

The fat man's words are too targeted, and he is directly aimed at the Yankees. Of course, I can't blame Jack for this, there are really few people who can be like a fat man, as long as they can breathe, they won't lie down. But Jack couldn't refute it, and he didn't have a fat man to support it.

"Don't hold on. Remove two bones from the pig, and I'll make you a splint for you. Otherwise, you won't be able to go back. ”

The fat man grinned, nodded and said, "Okay." ”

"Grass!" I closed my eyes and roared. "Is it really broken?"

When the fat man walked with a limp, I knew there must be a problem. But I didn't expect it to be so serious.

"It's not nonsense, constantly I'm walking with a limp! Okay, don't be a sissy like the Yankees, and don't squeeze tears out, I can't get used to this. ”

I really made him angry, and I really couldn't bear to let him suffer this sin, but for now, I can't help him.

"Be careful, don't make it any worse. Well, also, to get two more bones back, I need a pair of splints. ”

The fat man glanced at Jack. "Got it."

Looking at the figure of the fat man in the distance, my mood was indescribably complicated, and I didn't care about Jack, who was inhaling the cold air next to me, and I couldn't even think about it. I'm worried about the fat man's current condition if he folds here. It will be unacceptable to me. Suffice it to say, the fat man is the person I am most willing to trade my life for.

The good mood made the fat man quickly cut a large piece of oil and meat back.

The temperature here is very low, but it's higher than above, the top of the cliff where I jumped off. It doesn't freeze me and Jack, who can't generate heat through exercise. It makes me kind of believe that this and above are not the same space. Normally, the temperature here should be lower, and even a world of ice. Because there is water flowing down from above.

I pulled out a spare cotton jacket from my backpack. Let the oil of the plate oil soak it, let it be a firestarter, and start a fire.

The fat man took out a few bones from his arms and threw them on the ground, then sat down in front of the fire, exhaled a long breath and said, "I can finally rest for a while, it really makes me miserable." ”

One of the fat man's legs was lying across the ground in front of me, and it seemed that it was this leg that was injured, and he couldn't bend it.

I picked up the straight knife that the fat man threw on the ground and threw it to Jack. "Cut the meat and roast it, and you will be a full ghost when you die."

"Bad luck." The fat man muttered. "Can't say a word of auspiciousness? Lao Tzu didn't plan to fold this. Even though it's like a coffin. ”

This sentence seemed to remind him, and the fat man stared at me for a while and asked me: "Qiangzi, do you think this place is possible that this place is the tomb we are looking for, and we are currently in its graveyard." ”

I grinned, and said in my heart how greedy for money this is, and I am thinking about digging graves when my life is almost gone.

"Brother Gang, wake up. If this place is a cemetery, then we have to wait until a few of us die. Bury this. "I pointed in the direction of each of the three lanes at the three-way intersection. "It's our graveway."

Obviously, the fat man didn't see the whole picture. As I illuminated the three-way intersection with the cyclops' flashlight, his attention was on the big black pig. When I pointed my finger in three directions, the fat man asked blankly, "There are three exits?" ”

Outlet? It's not the same thing I had in mind. When I saw this three-way intersection, I immediately thought of the labyrinth under Lop Nur, with countless hexagonal lattices and three-way intersections.

The fat man's words made me shudder. Could it be that this is not the same pattern as the Lop Nur underground? Judging from the legend of the Hakka people, there should be an exit out of the underground cave. Because there is a precedent. The earliest Hakka rebels released secondary mutant creatures from here.

But the underground labyrinth of Lop Nur also has an exit, but that one leads to something even more spooky and terrifying. For now, I can only pray that at least one of these three passages leads to the living path, not the grave. Otherwise, my words will really come true. The passage becomes our graveyard.

"Hiss"

I tore open the fat man's pants on the leg in front of me.

"Don't be foolish, no matter what place and passage is the exit, we must first ensure that we have the ability to walk to the exit. It's all half a life. Think of something realistic, don't think about things that don't matter. ”

I ran down the fat man's calf bone and found that his tibia was fine, and when I pressed deeply with my fingers, I heard a 'hissing' inhalation sound between the fat man's teeth, and knew that he must have a broken fibula.

No wonder he has been able to hold out until now, the main load-bearing tibia has not been broken, otherwise it would not be a limp, but a broken leg would have been dragged and prostrate to move. But I believe that as long as he doesn't die, he won't stay here and die. Climb, and leave this hellish place.

"It's not a big deal, a small bone is broken. I'll dart you up. Don't force the soles of your feet when you move, just hit the heels on the ground, don't pull the muscles in your legs and it won't hurt too much. ”

While talking, I used three pig stick bones to make a splint for him to fix the broken leg.

The fat man was unhappy that I had weakened his injuries, because it also weakened his pretense in front of Jack.

"It's not on my own! Rest on you, you try. Don't stand here and talk without backache. ”

The fat man said as he snatched my cyclops flashlight from my belt. Turn on the flashlight and feel around.

"Alright." I cut the rope with a dagger, patted the fat man and said. "Rest honestly, wait a minute, I don't know what the situation is, don't waste your energy."

We have long run out of medicines, not to mention bandages. Fortunately, I still have a bundle of rope in my backpack, and it will of course be uncomfortable and ugly to use to secure the splint. But it can be fixed very tightly.

Suddenly, my hand was grabbed by the fat man. I twitched a little and didn't pull it out, and the hand was as strong as a pliers. But the fat man made no sound. I immediately realized that the fat man had discovered something, and he didn't want or could not inform me verbally.

I immediately looked at the fat man and saw that he was looking at me with a pale face. Of course, the black fat man's face is white and the background color is also black.

When the fat man saw my face turn to him, he immediately clicked the flashlight in the direction of the three channels, then turned sideways and said three words to me with his mouth. 'Lop Nur. ’

My encounter in Lop Nur was only told to the fat man, and the three-way intersection that I was very familiar with would not be too strange to the fat man. After all, what happened at that fork in the road was too bizarre, too weird and exciting, and it was also the plot I described the fat man the most.

I nodded silently.

The moment I nodded, I noticed that the undertones on the fat man's face had turned white. (To be continued......)