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The moon is dark and the wind is high on the night of killing, and today's weather must be very suitable for killing, because the thick dark clouds have covered the moon in the sky layer upon layer, and there is no trace of moonlight at all. At night, the insects in the forest and the dampness come together, and no matter how tightly you wrap your jacket, you can't completely isolate the low temperature. But wrapping your clothes tightly can at least bring you some comfort.

You can't make a fire in the wild, especially when you're on a mission. Flames can cause us unexpected trouble, and the enemy can also get too much information about us based on the traces of fire.

Luckily, I was self-aware and wore thick enough clothes when I set off.

Time rewinds to a day ago.

I came back from the underworld and was about to report to Uncle Xing about the Jizo King Bodhisattva, but I met an acquaintance.

It was the soldier named Lin Zhao who served as an instructor in our class before, who was subordinate to the execution center.

The execution office is a very special existence, on the one hand, it was founded by the Heavenly Court, and on the other hand, there is no one from the Heavenly Court who holds any position. In addition to issuing tasks, the execution station also has its own power, that is, the entire army to which Lin Zhao belongs.

Lin Zhao's troops are still nominally serving the country, but in fact, they only obey orders and Wenqu Xing, but they do not belong to Wen Quxing - they have the right to refuse to obey orders!

But this time Lin Zhao came to me and asked me to help. They also explore some supernatural phenomena during their executions, and it is said that this time they found a suppressed altar in the middle of a mountain. Lin Zhao and the others did not dare to act rashly, but immediately sent a request for help to the Heavenly Court Human Police Station.

So, this drudgery fell on me again, and I was dragged by Lin Zhao to the mountains and forests where they found the altar while I reported the drowning ghost incident to Uncle Xing. They didn't tell me that this was the territory, but I could feel that the air was very humid, and there were so many mountains that there were almost no flat places.

Now we stopped about 20 kilometers away from the altar, because it was dark, so everyone was resting in place.

This is a small and improvised team, led by Lin Zhao, about 20 people, in addition to Lin Zhao, there are 9 people who belong to the execution center, neatly equipped, carrying submachine guns, grenades and sapper shovels on their bodies, and their faces are painted with camouflage. There are also five 'captured strong men', all of whom are registered 'Psychic Ones' in the execution office, and two guides. For the time being, I will take the lead and manage the supernatural ones, and in addition, Uncle Xing has arranged a trouble for me.

I was leaning against a big tree now, and although I was very sleepy, I couldn't sleep at all, because on the other side of the tree, there was a person who was immersed in his sleep. The one who snored and snored almost as loudly as thunder, and because of that, I couldn't sleep during the long nights.

Although he didn't look like a cultivator of Maoshan at all, he was the last orthodox seedling of Maoshan. So Uncle Xing handed him over to me, firstly, to give him more experience, and secondly, Uncle Xing said that he was also training me.

I think he's torturing me, right? I looked at the sky speechless with bloodshot eyes.

I can't see the stars in the sky, because it's obscured by dense branches and leaves, and I probably can't see anything without these trees, as I said before, the clouds are thick today.

"Rustle. "Not far away, there was the sound of military boots rubbing against dead leaves, and when I turned around, it was Lin Zhao.

Spending the night in the jungle, the experienced team will definitely arrange people to take turns to keep vigil, and this will be Lin Zhao's vigil.

"What, can't you sleep? It's the first time you've rested in this kind of place, right?" Lin Zhao walked up to me with a smile.

"Not really. I stood up and pointed at Zhang Xiaofu: "Because of him, a high-power noise machine, who is sleeping next to him." ”

I reached out and pinched my temples to force myself to wake up.

"Since you can't sleep, let's come and talk together. Lin Zhao invited.

Lin Zhao and I have only been friends a few times, and we have met a few times, but we are not familiar enough to talk to each other at night, but now I would rather talk to him for a few words than leave Zhang Xiaofu.

"Okay, let's go to the side?"

Yawning, he and Lin Zhao found a place where they could not only observe their surroundings, but also be a little far away from the resting people.

"Brother Yin, how old are you?" Lin Zhao handed me a military kettle, which was filled with water.

I waved my hand in refusal and pulled out a bag of tea leaves from the mustard seed bag: "I drink this." ”

I need a little tea to refresh myself.

Lin Zhao's eyes lit up, but he immediately said with regret: "You can't drink it, you can't make a fire here." ”

"Don't worry, the mountain people have their own tricks. "I took out a fire talisman, this fire talisman is an unfinished item, I stumbled upon it when I was resting on the talisman before, the unfinished fire talisman can only emit heat and not burn open flames.

took out a large aluminum teapot, poured tea leaves into it, put the half-finished fire charm under the kettle, and then injected mana, and after a while, the tea seemed to boil away.

I took out a teacup and handed it to Lin Zhao, Lin Zhao Yaoyao nodded, signaling no, and I held the teacup by myself and drank hot tea.

"I went through drug training when I was in the special forces before, and tea is a refreshing thing for you, but it's no different from sleeping pills for me. Lin Zhao took a sip of water and said to me.

"Then you will save money if you have insomnia in the future. I gently blew the water vapor off the teacup, took a pleasant sip of warm hot tea, exhaled a warm breath of warmth, and my body warmed up in an instant.

"Is it difficult for you to learn?" Lin Zhao took a small branch and teased the half-finished fire talisman from before, because there was no open flame, although the talisman had lost its effectiveness, it was still intact.

"Looking at people, some people learn quickly, but it's not that simple. "I think I tried to open up my dantian, but I suffered a lot, and it was no easier than giving birth to a child......

"Can ordinary people learn?" Lin Zhao suddenly asked.

"Do you want to learn?" I looked up at Lin Zhao: "If you want to learn, I can teach you." ”

"I'll forget it, I'll retire in a few years, and I want to have a peaceful birthday in a few years. Lin Zhao waved his hand.

"If you have something to do, do you have nothing to defend yourself, no matter how bad it is, you can prolong your life. I bewitched.

"How do I feel that you are the same as a pyramid schemer. Lin Zhao said with a smile.

"MLM is originally a copy of religion, no faith, how tired is life?" I peeled a branch, held it in my mouth, and leaned on the trunk of the tree at random, my thoughts suddenly became heavy, and I fell asleep like this.

When I was about to go to Zhou's house to propose to Zhou's daughter, I was woken up by a person's rough hair, and when I opened my eyes, it was already dawn, and I still had a branch in my mouth.

"Yes, you can fall asleep like this, next time don't hold a branch, you can try to hold a stick of incense, and you can wake up if you feel the pain." Zhang Xiaofu used his unique speed of speech to say a large part of the sentence without pause in a few seconds.

"I said that you are not suitable for secrecy, don't torture you, as long as someone is willing to listen to you, you will be able to tell all your secrets. I stood up and glared at Zhang viciously.

"Who says it's not, I feel idle and panicked when I don't talk for a while......"

"Enough is enough, you can shut up, from now on you can only say five sentences a day, and there are three sentences left today, you can do it yourself. ”

"In a word, you have to listen to me five times a day. ”

"There are two more sentences, I suggest you save them and shout for help later. I looked at Zhang Xiaofu very seriously.

“......”

When we rested yesterday, it was not far from the camp that Lin Zhao and the others had set up before, not to mention that except for Zhang Xiaofu's footsteps, everyone else here walked quite quickly. 20 miles, we only took half a day to walk, and we could already see the camp set up by Lin Zhao and them.

The so-called camp is nothing more than an extremely simple square tent built with a few logs, and then there is a place where a fire can be lit.

But there seems to be people living in the camp already. A black lacquered pot that had been burned by fire was placed on top of a simple earthen stove, and there was a trace of green smoke.

"Your people?" I asked Lin Zhao, "You can't be here last time, right?"

"It's not. Lin Zhao frowned and said, "The people before us have all left, and there are no secret sentinels around, so they shouldn't be people from the army." ”

"It can't be a wild man, that would be too exciting, I've heard that wild people don't wear clothes. ”

"You have one more word. I held out a finger at Zhang Xiaofu.

“......”

When we reached the camp, which was about ten meters away, a person finally appeared in the camp and found us.

The man was dressed in a 'pocket' suit that only archaeologists would wear, with large pockets and small pockets, and a hat with a huge brim, and he still looked short-sighted, about twenty-three or fourteen years old, quite tall, and quite thin.

"Who are you?" the man spotted us, pointing at Lin Zhao, who had been born in the special forces, and immediately raised his gun and responded with the muzzle of the gun.

"What do you want to do?" the man panicked and immediately shouted to the camp: "Someone, it's not good, something has happened!"

"Shut up, shout again and we'll shoot. Another soldier beside Lin Zhao raised his gun.

The man didn't dare to call again, after all, we have guns here.

Then the sound of Suo Suo sounded from the tent, and in a moment a man who was dressed like the previous man, but much older, came out of the tent.

"What for, what are you from, put the gun down!" the old man's voice was very thick and unquestionable.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" Lin Zhao didn't put down his gun.

"We are from the XX Institute of Archaeology. The young man said angrily: "This is our teacher, the famous Wu Zhixiang Master Wu." ”

Wu Zhixiang, no ambition, good name!