“…… The Grand Nun will not let her sister go, and the Bishop will not agree. I'm useless if I don't complete the task, and I can't help my sister anymore...... "What do you mean to be brainwashed?" Jumabayi is.

Day after day, year after year, repeating a certain pattern of thought in one's ear, and seeing no other changes, one will soon fall into it and find it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, right and wrong.

"Hey, don't cry yet, listen to me. Now there are no nuns and bishops, I will take you to a good place to get your body well, and then we will get on the horse and go to your sister together. But at this time, Hong Tao couldn't help Juma Bayi return to normal thinking immediately, so he could only find something nice to say first.

"You can't beat them, they have a lot of them, and the adjudicators will find us soon." Sure enough, as soon as he heard that he could go to his sister by himself, Juma Bayi stopped crying and raised his face to raise the difficulty. Don't look at her and say it's impossible, in fact, I'm already tempted, I just want to hear more definite assurances, not empty words.

"Cut, the adjudicator doesn't matter...... Ever heard of Yoro the Righteous? In September, I killed dozens of them in one go on the highway at Tiemenguan, and so far nothing has happened! ”

"As long as you are obedient, neither the Grand Nun, nor the Bishop, nor the Adjudicator will find us. In addition, I can teach you some powerful methods, and when the time comes, we will lure the great nun out and catch her, and I don't believe that she will not tell you where your sister is and how to contact her. ”

"As long as I have a certain place, I can bring her back, and then we will go back to your hometown together and build a few more woodcarved flutes. I herd sheep and horses to hunt, you and your sister spin wool and grow vegetables at home, no one's face needs to be seen, you can still live well! ”

As long as he can follow his own train of thought, Hong Tao can fool anyone. He can quickly grasp what everyone cares about and yearns for the most, and chooses what can make the tip of the heart tremble.

“…… You—You're Yoro! "The ancients are clouds, the shadow of people's famous trees.

Fame is sometimes better than bullets, and as soon as Hong Tao admitted another identity, Juma Bayi stopped crying at all, his big eyes full of tears were full of little stars, and he nodded while listening, as if every sentence was worth paying attention to.

"Hmm...... You know Wacker, right? It is the head of the adjudicator. At that time, he was crawling all over the ground by me with a machine gun, and he was more embarrassed than a groundhog. If it weren't for the fact that the machine gun was out of bullets, he would have turned into a corpse. ”

What do you use to prove that you are Yoro? Hong Tao really couldn't think of it for a while, so he had to describe the scene in as much detail as possible. If this little nun knew the inside story, she should be able to hear the difference from the rumors.

"But, aren't you a member of the Resistance!" In fact, even if Hong Tao didn't try his best to explain, Juma Bayi believed it from the bottom of his heart. Looking at the whole province of Xinjiang, even the rebels and the redeemers are counted together, except for the elusive Youluo, there is no one who can play the adjudicator around.

Through the fugitive life in the past few days, she also clearly saw that this man's methods are indeed better than those taught by Wacker. It's almost impossible to track in the mountains and forests, and the counterattack is extremely ruthless, which is exactly the same as Yuro's style of not leaving a living mouth every time.

However, there was a problem that she couldn't understand, according to the analysis of the Grand Nun and Vice President Wacker, Yoro was likely to be a member of the Resistance, and a small number of them might be agents of the East Asian Alliance, but the man in front of him kept saying that he had nothing to do with the Resistance and the East Asian Alliance.

"Yoro is just Yoro, he only represents himself, and every time he strikes, he doesn't do the right thing for heaven, just because someone provokes him, including Varkel and his adjudicator."

"If they don't chase after them, Yoro won't kill the killer. Just like this time, if no one pursues us, I won't plant mines and set the mountains and forests on fire. I say this because I don't want to see you die in vain, and you still have to decide what to do with this leg, and time is running out! ”

Seeing that the little nun was getting more and more energetic as she spoke, her eyes shimmering and busy, Hong Tao hurriedly brought the topic back to reality. If you want to listen to the story, you will have time to tell it slowly, and if you don't come up with an idea, it will be too late.

“…… Can you really go back to your hometown? As soon as she mentioned the amputation, the little nun's demeanor immediately withered.

She is still young, and her mind is full of longing for a better life in the future, but once she loses half of her leg, the future days will obviously be much darker, especially in the last days, it is difficult for healthy people to survive, let alone be crippled.

"Yes, your sister can't guarantee it now, but you will definitely succeed, as long as I am alive!" At this point, Hong Tao knew that the little nun had made a decision, turned around and pulled out a roll of mountaineering rope from her backpack, and made another promise by the way.

"I—I can hold back...... Really, I'm trained in torture......" Seeing this, Jumabayi flinched a little, she didn't want to be tied up, grabbed a spare harness and bit it in her mouth, making a very professional appearance.

"The people who train you can't help it, come on, don't think too much about uselessness, I'm the righteous Youluo, obedient!"

What he said made Hong Tao want to laugh, and if he had the chance, he really wanted to ask the big nun in person or something, and ask him about the true meaning of brainwashing. You can only wash it from the child, and you may not wash it cleanly. Look at people, start washing from the age of 10, and see results in a few years. They are all from nine years of compulsory education, why is the gap so big.

With Youluo's assurance, Juma Bayi finally gritted his teeth and agreed, as if Youluo had no gender, he took off the last layer of warm pants relatively smoothly, and was tied into zongzi by the mountaineering rope, which was considered to have completely given up resistance.

Hong Tao did not ruin Yuluo's reputation, and after tying it up, he covered most of the little nun's body with a sleeping bag, revealing only half of her white legs. The next step is to add firewood to increase the temperature in the room, tidy up the surgical equipment, and smoke a cigarette to think carefully about the technical essentials of amputation.

Will he amputate his leg? How to say it. In a certain life, this kind of surgery was indeed uncommon in the Northern Song Dynasty army, and the method was very simple and backward, but he had never done it himself, and he had to think about it carefully.

"You may die of excessive blood loss and wound infection...... "Thinking about a cigarette, Hong Tao began to make a final statement, a mouth has no momentum, the main thing is that the more you think, the more empty your heart is, and you are uncertain where and where.

"I should have been dead from the time I secretly used your walkie-talkie to contact the adjudicator...... Thank you for not killing me and for promising to take me home. It was a long way to go over the mountains, and many of us died on the way when we came. "The little nun is much more determined than just now, and she thinks a lot.

"It's done! Then start here...... The joints are not easy to operate...... Why don't you ...... up" Hong Tao gritted his teeth, found a charcoal from the ashes, and began to plan.

First of all, I drew a black line about an inch below the little nun's knee, but after thinking about it, it was too close to the wound, in case it was already infected! I drew a black line on my knees again, and I was just about to disinfect it, but I still felt that it was still inappropriate. The structure of this area is too complex, and it is difficult to deal with it after surgery. Let's just change it to an inch above the knee......

So, the little nun's fair-skinned and toned legs were drawn by him like totem poles, round and round, one after another, feeling that the position was wrong and rubbing it with his fingers dipped in saliva, the result was really darker and darker.

......After tossing and turning for several minutes, Hong Tao finally threw away the charcoal, sat on the edge of the kang dejectedly, and lit a cigarette with his head down.

Let him wipe other people's necks with a knife, shoot his head at close range with a gun, and even mend the knife on the wounded one by one, looking at their pleading eyes without moving. But let him take an axe and cut off a beautiful girl's leg alive, he really can't do it, this leg is still so beautiful, let alone it!

“…… You can break your leg bones with a gun! Jumabayi was also suffering mentally, and at first he was touched by a man on his leg and had other thoughts. But as black lines were drawn on his legs, he remembered that he would soon lose this part of his body, and he began to panic again.

But as there were more and more black lines, looking at the blackened legs, I began to get anxious again. The skin around the wound has turned gray, and if you don't act, you'll really turn into a zombie!

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