Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Dream God Machine
The doors of the four cars opened, and more than a dozen people came down, some wearing patrol uniforms, some changing clothes, and three or four of them holding guns in their hands.
But without Shen Xingyue, she shouldn't have rushed over from Fucheng City so quickly.
The group of patrols was divided into two, one team entered the unit door, and the other team went back to the north, specifying that they were running to the window where we climbed out.
Of course, they pounced, and in just a minute, they returned to the front of the building to gather, the leader looked very annoyed, and counted a few words of the mutant man, and the cloaked man was confused and couldn't understand what we had disappeared out of thin air.
The leader took out his mobile phone and called, maybe the signal was average, he was talking about the phone a little loud, I could almost hear it.
"Hey, Bureau, let them run! What's the matter...... Okay, so let's increase the search effort, a radius of ten miles...... Okay, okay, rest assured, Bureau, if they run away, you then I ask! ”
After expressing their determination, the group got into the car separately, probably going back to a meeting to study the next search plan.
The change of clothes didn't get on the bus, and was left here, trying to wait for the rabbit.
Seeing that it was almost over, I pulled Zheng Bingbing out of the community, crossed the creek, and returned to the cornfield tent.
There were no accidents, Muzig was still in place, but he changed his position, which turned out to be a straight mummy, but now it became a more comfortable "big" shape.
"Is her mask golden?" Zheng Bingbing knelt next to Mu Zig and asked curiously, after such a long period of contact, she was no longer so afraid of Mu Zig.
"It should be, if it's iron, it's probably rusty." After all, I analyzed, it was damp in the cave.
That mask was actually very ordinary, it fit his face completely, there were no patterns or anything like that, I don't know if she was wearing a mask to fight in the first place, or if she was sealed before she put it on.
I was also hungry, I ate some fried houses, there were a few cans of Red Bull in the bag, but I couldn't drink it anymore, my heart couldn't stand it, I poured out two bottles of Red Bull, quietly returned to the river, poured two bottles of clear drinking water, and came back with Zheng Bingbing a bottle of one person, sweet and clear, very delicious, it should be mountain spring water.
Eat and drink to your heart's content, and the warm breeze mixed with the aroma of corn makes people drowsy.
"Bingbing, I'll sleep for a while, are you standing guard? Or sleep together? I asked.
"I'm not sleepy, uncle, you sleep first, and you will replace me when I am sleepy."
I nodded, lay down next to Muzig, closed my eyes, and about five minutes later, half-asleep, I saw Yaoyao floating face down above me, smiling at me!
I couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality for a while, because even in reality, if Yaoyao was hanging in the air, I wouldn't be too surprised, she didn't know how to spell!
But when I turned around and tried to call Zheng Bingbing, I found that the person next to me was not Zheng Bingbing, but my sister-in-law, which was obvious, it was a dream.
"Long time no see." I said to Yaoyao, ignore the sister-in-law next to me, she is making dumplings.
"Long time no see," Yaoyao said, "Chengfeng, thank you, you really rescued me." ”
"You're welcome, now that you're out, what I want to know is, what's next, what am I going to do next? Is it as you said, send you to a funeral home for cremation, or ......"
Yaoyao slowly floated her body, turned around for a quarter of a week, and became flat side by side with me, but it was still about a meter away from me, and it should be the golden light talisman of the Taoist priest who still had residual power.
"Will you regret it?" Yaoyao asked, not answering my question.
"No regrets." I'll tell you the truth, because regret doesn't make sense, and I can't go back in time and change anything.
"I mean, if I really kill after resurrection, as Shen Xingyue said, won't you regret it?" Yaoyao asked with a sneer.
"I don't think you're going to do that." I say.
"Why do you believe in me so much?"
"I don't believe in you, but I believe in my judgment of a person," I paused, even in my dream, my mind was relatively clear, "I have known you for more than a month, and I am ashamed to talk about it for the time being, there are also a lot of contacts in other aspects, through contact with you, I judge that you are not the kind of big devil described by Shen Xingyue." What's more, I've checked the historical data, isn't the reason why you went on a killing spree because you went crazy? ”
"It's not." Yaoyao asked dryly.
"What?" I didn't react.
"On Chrysanthemum Mountain, I stabbed more than 100 compatriots, and I didn't go crazy, I was very sober at that time." Yaoyao smiled, and her whole body moved towards me, getting closer and closer to me, closer and closer.
I couldn't help but get nervous and swallow my saliva, what the hell was she trying to say......