I didn't even have time to shine my flashlight. The corner where the sound came from lit up instantly.

When I looked closely, I saw Markham Wing holding a torch. Under the firelight, all around were swaying shadows.

I secretly screamed that Markham Wing didn't come alone.

There were several figures behind him.

Bai Kai shouted, damn old ghost, you touch your conscience and say, who is the leper dog between the two of us. We're all here, you have to bite tight, is it interesting? Bai Kai looked behind Markham Rong, there are many people, there is momentum, right? I'm telling you, Daddy White is out. Bai Kai counted the person behind Markham Rong with his hand, a top... Let's press the top 10 first.

Markham's gaze stayed on the real dragon.

Don't be afraid. I'm just here to catch up with old friends. Saying that, Markham Rong walked forward, and Bai Kai immediately dragged me back and got together with Qin Yiheng.

Qin Er, it's time to fight. Don't stand stupid. Bai Kai said in a low voice.

No, it won't. Qin Yiheng looked at Markham Rong and said, those are not living people.

I looked up and it dawned on me.

Just now, because of the light, I couldn't see the specific situation behind Markham Wing. Only a rough figure can be distinguished.

Now that Markham Rong is moving like this, I can see the doorway.

The men behind him walked stiffly, as if they were still strung together by threads. I immediately remembered that in the village of Mohe, the corpses that were driven here were also like this.

Markham Rong chases the corpse? What are you doing here?

Markham Rong seemed to be unsuspecting of a few of us.

Walked over to the real dragon and looked at it blankly. I don't know if it's a laugh or a sigh.

Brothers. Interesting? Hide here. I've brought some good wine, shall I have a drink? Markham Rong asked in a low voice, "It's done, I didn't have a lot of trouble finding here."

The true dragon was unmoved. There was no reaction to Markham's words.

Scold. It's really good wine. Are you going to lie to you? Markham Rong smiled bitterly and took out a bottle of wine and two small glasses from the backpack behind him. and set it on the ground, and filled it with wine. Stuck the torch in his backpack.

Do you smell it? This is older than our age. Markham raised his glass, but he didn't drink it for a long time. He waved his hand behind him.

A corpse behind him immediately walked over. Markham took the thread off the corpse and gently placed it on the real dragon's shoulder. However, the line fell in an instant.

It's okay. I prepared a lot. There will always be the right one. Markham Wing said to himself, come again.

Markham waved again, and the previous corpse retreated, and another corpse walked up.

The process is the same as last time, and the result is no different, and the line still falls.

The more I looked at it, the more strange it became, and I asked Qin Yiheng in a low voice, what was he doing?

He wanted the real dragon to temporarily become a person, didn't he say it? He wanted the real dragon to drink. Otherwise, how can you drink filth? Qin Yiheng said, but the current state of the true dragon is no longer an ordinary filth. So it didn't work out.

Damn, I'm a little hungry to watch. Bai Kaidao.

Two corpses in a row failed. Markham stood up, picked one of the piles of corpses behind him, and tried again. I don't know why this time, but I really hope that Markham Wing can succeed.

But everyone watched as the thread slipped down again.

For Markham, the real dragon was like a motionless stake. I thought I'd be sad if one day my friend became like this.

Wan Jirong finally lost his breath this time.

Tried all the corpses behind him one by one in a row. In a short period of time, I was able to count how many corpses Markham had brought. There were fifteen of them. It may have been the best he could have prepared.

Alas. Brother, don't even drink a glass of wine with me. Your farewell is a bit unrighteous. Markham Wing crouched down and stared at the wine in front of him. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and looked at us.

Would you like to help me? Markham asked, gentleman's agreement.

Help? Do you have enough tricks? In this way, you admit that you are a leper dog. Our accounts will be settled. And then fucking talk to us about whether a gentleman is a gentleman or not. Bai Kai scolded, besides, why do we help you?

There is no why. I thought about it a lot before I found it. I've been fighting against fate all my life. Walking here, I suddenly got tired. Is this justification okay? I just want to catch up with my friends over a drink before I retire, is that okay? Markham Rong said quietly, you see, the top of his head is the source of the Yin River. I've struggled to unleash the original true dragon. For what? To prove that I can control my fate? Or is it to prove that I'm right?

Markham smiled bitterly, but you see. Markham Rong pointed at the real dragon, he left his life here, that is, he was using his life to block the water dripping to the Yin River. The fool moves mountains. The real fool moves mountains. What is he doing, I really want to ask him, what does he want to do? Stop me? Or is he admonishing me?

Or both. Qin Yiheng said, your friends don't want you to become mad. You are clear, let out the real real dragon. What is the result.

I know. Yes, of course I do. Markham reached for the torch. But hating this thing is much more powerful than this. Nothing can stop it from burning. Markham's hand was roasted by the flames, and it took two seconds to get it back. I could smell the meat being cooked.

But if people are no longer numb, the fire will burn and they will hide. It's the same with hatred. Markham Rong lowered his head thoughtfully, and only raised it for a while, you can help me. After that, I won't be involved in anything anymore. I figured it out. Take the advice of my friend. I just wanted to have a drink with him.

All three of them stared at Markham.

I don't know what the two of them were thinking. But I was really moved by Markham's words.

Sometimes, people are completely obsessed with one thing. Everyone, even himself, would feel like he couldn't get out. I can only keep going down this road. I feel that the only thing in this world that can be done and worth doing is just that. But there is often a moment when it all is punctured. It's as if all the obsessions before were stubborn, like a joke. I believe Markham's words because I believe in them.

No one will be obsessed with their mistakes forever. It's like no one will always be right.

I looked at Qin Yiheng and then at Bai Kai.

Both of them seemed to be thinking. I lit a cigarette and listened to Bai Kaidao, I damn it. Your acting skills are too good, aren't they? Should I believe in you, or should I believe in you?

Good. I'm willing to help you. Qin Yiheng stepped forward, I knew what to do.

That's when I reacted. Just now I was thinking about whether to help Markham Wing. I haven't figured out how to help. When Qin Yiheng said this, I was clear. Qin Yiheng used my body, and my body was the most suitable shell for the resurrection of the true dragon. If only a real dragon could drink a glass of wine in the body of a person. Then no one would be more suitable than the body that Qin Yiheng was using now.

Wan Jirong stood up and handed the end of the thread in his hand to Qin Yiheng.

Qin Yiheng circled the line a few times on his middle finger and nodded at Markham.

Markham Rong took the other end of the thread and put it on the shoulder of the real dragon.

Thanks, Markham replied back.

I took the thread in my hand and let it go. This time, the line finally did not slip down again.

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