Jiang Jiang dozed off outside the door, his hands still unconsciously pulling at his thick black eyebrows. When Xiang Dong called him, he suddenly jumped up, the movement was quite large, and he felt a little dizzy.
What does Xiangdong want me to do? To go in and see Professor Bai off for the last time
Doesn't he sound very sad
What happened? Could it be...! Professor Bai is angry again
Very likely!
Jiang Jiang excitedly stuck his head into the room. He only saw a very broad and thick shoulder. His view was blocked by Xiangdong. He didn't know what happened to Professor Bai on the bed.
"Find me some ropes." Xiangdong turned his head. There were no tears on his face, and his eyes were not wet, but there were too many bloodshot eyes, which made people scared. After he finished speaking, he changed his words, "Long strips of cloth, wider."
Jiang Jiang patted his sweaty forehead a few times: "I'll go right away!" He lingered at the door, "Mr. Xiang, Professor Bai..."
"Alive." Xiangdong breathed out.
"Really?!" Jiang Jiang was shocked and happy. Professor Bai was already dying then, but now he has made it. "That's good, that's good. I'll find a long strip of cloth now."
Where can I find a long strip of cloth? He stopped after running a few steps and turned back to ask how long he wanted.
Shouted to the east: "The longer the better!"
Jiang Jiang exclaimed, "Ah!" Then why not just find a bed sheet
The bed sheet, Jiang Jiang looked left and right, only to see the male protagonist of the love triangle lying not far away, his face covered in blood. The mistress knelt beside him crying with her two broken hands raised, and she didn't even bother to drag him to a cooler place, leaving him exposed to the sun. As for the real girlfriend...
Jiang Jiang saw the girl next to a large vat in the corner of the yard. She was lying in a large pool of blood, her eyes open and her pupils dilated.
"Love..." Jiang Jiang sighed from his mother's womb, with doubts and sighs, but not envy. Love is not a necessity, family and friendship are also good. Of course, it is not wrong to put love first. Everyone has their own opinions and choices. He caught a glimpse of a figure coming in from the gate of the yard and ran over quickly, "Beibei!"
Qi Bei's face was covered in sweat, and his chest and back were also wet. He looked very bad. He looked everywhere he could, but there was no sign of the village chief. The villagers asked him nothing.
"Beibei, I'm telling you, something happened to Professor Bai..." Jiang Jiang chattered on and on about what happened, his throat was smoking and his head was dizzy.
Qi Bei asked him if he had any water.
"I've been talking for a long time, and you only say this to me?" Jiang Jiang glared at him in dissatisfaction.
"It's hot." Qi Bei blinked, and sweat dripped down from his thin and upturned single eyelids.
Jiang Jiang took off his backpack and gave the half bottle of water that he was reluctant to drink to his companion.
Qi Bei didn't finish it all, he left some for Jiang Jiang.
"I'm not thirsty, you drink it." Jiang Jiang spoke with his dry mouth. Qi Bei poured the last two sips of water in the bottle into his mouth, and he swallowed it instinctively.
"Let's go get some water from other people's homes later. If that doesn't work, just drink water from the pond. As long as you don't die, it's fine." Qi Bei crushed the empty bottle and threw it away. His eyes swept across the taskers who were lingering on in the yard, and then glanced at the house with the open door.
Jiang Jiang rubbed his red face and said, "I want to find a bed sheet."
The beds they slept on were covered with straw mats, without even a blanket, and they had to go to the villagers' homes to get sheets.
"Follow me." Qi Bei turned and went out.
Jiang Jiang followed him and muttered, "Professor Bai was able to survive because of the strength Xiangdong gave him. But he is not out of danger yet. I hope he can hold on a little longer."
"Once we find the village chief, the mission will basically be completed." Qi Bei told Xiangdong about his discovery.
"Fuck!" Jiang Jiang gritted his teeth, "I'm so angry. I've done a few rural missions before, and each time the main target was not the village leaders. I thought this time would be the same, so I automatically ruled out the village chief. What's that now? You're messing with me!"
He didn't notice the melon vine in front of him and tripped forward. Qi Bei grabbed him and knocked him on the forehead: "Idiot, if you were the one setting the rules, you would arrange it the same way. First give the routine to paralyze the tasker's thinking, and then do the opposite."
Jiang Jiang silently swallowed a mouthful of blood: "When I unbind my ID number, I will, I will..."
There was no follow-up for a long time. I don’t know what will happen after the unbinding.
Children with poor dreams don't dream.
Qi Bei rubbed Jiang Jiang's wet hair and wiped it on his pants in disgust: "It's all sweat."
Jiang Jiang chuckled: "It's like there's no sweat on your pants. The back of your butt is wet, and the sweat is flowing into your crotch... Ugh! Ugh!"
Qi Bei covered his mouth and dragged him away.
Xiangdong in the room was sitting on the bed smoking. Clouds of smoke came out of his fishy and bitter mouth and nose, and were blown by the air flow towards Bai Tang's face, who had his eyes closed and was breathing weakly.
“Tsk.”
Xiangdong put away his cigarette after a long while, and smacked his lips together, making a syllable that was filled with no discernible emotion. He leaned over, pinched Bai Tang's thin chin with one hand, and his fingertips rubbed a bloodstain.
Bai Tang couldn't wake up. His heartbeat was very slow, but it didn't stop. He was trying desperately to survive for the opportunity thrown by Xiangdong.
His will to survive is fighting against time and death.
Xiangdong withdrew his hand and continued to smoke. He glanced at the half-dried blood on the ground beside the bed, and his breath became heavier.
The blood was flowing down from the bed. It was all Bai Tang's blood. The wound on his broken hand was caused by being kicked, and the outer layer of the cloth strips that were wrapped around it were all soaked red with blood. There were a few places that were black in color, where blood clots were stuck on it.
Xiangdong had seen many people bleeding, wounded, dying, and being slaughtered, but this was the first time he had seen Bai Tang like this. His cold and proud shell was broken, and his fragile flesh was all exposed, bloodless. He took a deep puff of cigarette, "Professor Bai, based on past experience, I speculate that you can survive this time, which means you have survived a disaster and will have good fortune in the future. You have to believe this whether you believe it or not, just wait and see."
Bai Tang's response was his heartbeat and breathing.
—I am still alive. Don't take away the opportunity. I will try my best to stay alive until the mission is completed.
—I will chase you and catch up with you.
The temperature was very high that day, and the air was filled with a strong smell of heat and blood. Xiangdong was anxious, but he couldn't leave. He pinched his knuckles, and the crying in the yard made veins pop out on his forehead. He wanted to go out and kill the people, but he sat there and didn't get up.
We'll talk about it later.
Wait a minute.
Damn it! Xiangdong spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and rushed to the door with a fierce look on his face.
The mistress sensed danger, so she stumbled to her feet and ran away, without taking with her the boyfriend she had worked so hard to pry into her arms.
The boy pried open his bloody eyelids and saw her running away. His chest heaved a few times and a little blood foam came out of his mouth.
He took back the steps that he had taken toward the east abruptly. He stood at the door, took out another cigarette, but did not light it. He just bit it with his teeth, not knowing what he was thinking.
A few seconds later, the mistress turned around to look for the boy. Her wound was still bleeding and she looked miserable and embarrassed.
The boy asked where his real girlfriend was.
"It's there." Xiao San turned her head towards the big vat. She burst into tears, feeling sad and guilty. "It's dead..."
The boy tilted his head, looked for a few seconds and then closed his eyes.
"We are the only ones left now, only us." Xiao San cried and shouted, tears streaming down her face, "We have to depend on each other, and we have to go back together..."
Only after losing both hands did she realize how inconvenient it was to move, but she had to do it.
It is not something that an ordinary person can do to cut off one's hand because the curse is triggered. An ordinary person would be terrified and confused, and the hand holding the knife would be unstable, and they would not be able to use all the strength. It would be impossible to cut it off in one go. It would only take a few more strokes to braid the hand.
It is possible to ask teammates for help, but the problem is that the teammates who can talk are also ordinary people... Besides, it is impossible for everyone to be together all the time. There will always be a time to separate. What should we do when something happens
So it’s better to cut off your hand before that, put an end to it all, and relax completely.
However, relaxation brings endless severe pain and helplessness as the blood in the body drains away bit by bit.
The end of one despair brings about another.
"Wife, I remember..." The boy shouted the name that Xiao San liked very much, and said it while struggling. He was grabbed by the clothes by Xiangdong and thrown to the ground. He now had a concussion and felt nauseous, and could not get up by himself.
"I'll help you." Xiao San lost her hands and couldn't pull the boy. She didn't dare to hook his arm with her arm, fearing that her wound would get worse. She bit his clothes with her teeth and pulled them up hard, crying and shouting incoherently, "Cheer up, cheer up!"
The boy is over 1.80 meters tall and with his physique, it's impossible to pull him up by just pulling his clothes.
Xiao San couldn't get him up no matter what she did. She turned around and shouted towards the main hall. There were two taskers in the main hall, but no one came out to help her. The two had gone to Baitang House with them before. Their out-of-control emotions caused their blood circulation to accelerate and their wounds to worsen. Now they were in a state where they could not save themselves.
"I can't take it anymore, I really can't take it anymore," Xiao San said devastated.
The boy did not blame her, but just said softly: "Then kiss me."
Xiao San was stunned for a moment and moved her face closer.
A bloody kiss fell on her face. She was instantly overwhelmed by the affection in the boy's eyes and kissed his lips hard.
The two kissed each other passionately. Both of them had broken hands and were covered in blood. There were also corpses nearby that were still wet. The environment made them look like a pair of dying mandarin ducks.
After a passionate kiss, Xiao San's face was filled with shyness and determination. She thought of a way. She lay down on the boy's head, face down, and pressed her head between his back and the ground.
The mistress tried to push the boy up with her head.
When she was about to go into shock, he finally succeeded. The boy was pushed to sit up, and after a while, he slowly stood up.
"Honey, how do you feel?" The mistress was lying on the ground with a scratched forehead and her face covered with mud and sweat.
"It feels... good." The boy laughed.
Xiao San also laughed happily, but the next moment her neck was stepped on. Her wide-open eyes were filled with confusion and dullness.
The boy's face covered in blood became more and more distorted. He grinned and stomped hard on her neck, over and over again. She soon stopped breathing.
Just like her real girlfriend who died after she stepped on her wound, and was also her desk mate, she sacrificed her life for her so-called first love and died with her eyes open.
Jiang Jiang, who was hiding outside the courtyard gate, held a pile of cloth strips and murmured, "My guess was right..."
Before the boy entered the mission world, he was already troubled by the quarrel between his girlfriend and her mistress. After entering, the fear brought by the evil spirit overwhelmed his rationality and humanity. His mind became abnormal. He hoped that they would all die here, and he would start a new life after he got out.
"I have received today's love letter." Jiang Jiang smacked his lips.
Qi Bei's face was dark.
"Who says that people with violent and rough personalities can only swing their fists and not play psychological tricks or make strategies? The retreat to the east was so brilliant." Jiang Jiang shuddered and gave an objective evaluation.
Qi Bei warned: "Some things are just for knowing, don't tell others."
Jiang Jiang stuck out his tongue.
The taskers for each task were randomly assigned. Jiang Jiang felt that he and Bei Bei were not lucky this time as there were many idiots in the team.
Fortunately, he is not only stupid, but also has good experience and abilities. His only problem is that he has a bad temper, but you just have to go along with him.
Jiang Jiang put all the strips of cloth on the bed: "Have you seen enough?"
"Enough." Xiangdong flipped the cloth strips and picked out the longest ones.
Jiang Jiang didn't know what Xiangdong was going to do. He didn't dare to ask or say anything. He just stayed next to his companions.
Two or three minutes later, Jiang Jiang took a deep breath. He knew what Xiangdong wanted the cloth strip for!
Xiangdong picked up Bai Tang and asked the two teammates next to him to help him and asked them to tie Bai Tang to him with a cloth strip.
Because Bai Tang didn't have his arms around Xiangdong and he wasn't conscious either.
It would not work if Xiangdong just grabbed his legs to hold him up, because he would definitely fall backwards.
The two teammates didn't move, and glared at Xiangdong fiercely: "You two won't even help with this, right?"
"Help, help, help!" Jiang Jiang came back to his senses and quickly pulled Bei Bei to work. He took a piece of cloth and gestured, his brows knotted, "Well, Mr. Xiang, how do you tie the cloth? If you tie it too tight, you'll get strangled."
"Fuck it, I'm not a soft tofu. Hurry up, tie it the tighter the better, otherwise the cloth will loosen and I have to tie it again!" Xiangdong shouted impatiently.
Jiang Jiang no longer hesitated. He quickly tied the cloth strips around Xiangdong and Baitang's bodies, adjusted the position, tightened it, and tied the two tightly together.
Soon, Xiangdong carried Bai Tang, who was tied with a cloth strip on his back, out like a father carrying a child.
He couldn't leave Bai Tang in the house again, because who knows if there will be another accident. If it happened again, Bai Tang would definitely be dead by the time he got back.
Jiang Jiang stood in the middle of the cloth strips on the ground: "Beibei, you say..."
"There's nothing much to say, just mind your own business." Qi Bei picked up the remaining strips of cloth, rolled them up, and stuffed them into his backpack in case he needed them.
"I think Professor Bai has a hard time, more than us. He is obviously trapped by love and can't get it. The rules love him to death and will definitely give him 'special care'. The road will be difficult." Jiang Jiang said with emotion, "For people like us, the best way is to not get involved in love, which will make it easier."
"Brother, please stop pushing me." Qi Bei grabbed his neck and walked out.
The male protagonist of the love triangle collapsed in the yard and it looked like he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer. Jiang Jiang pulled Qi Bei away, as not every teammate was worthy of his help.
At around five or six in the afternoon, the sky was still bright, and Xiangdong and his four companions found the village chief in an abandoned old cave.
Qi Bei went in, dragged the village chief out, and threw him to the ground.
The village chief was covered in dirt, shocked and angry: "Mr. Qi, what are you doing?"
Sweat was oozing out of Qi Bei's pores all over his body, making him feel extremely sticky. He didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.
The village chief's expression changed immediately: "Who said that? When did I have a nickname like A Lang? Nonsense!"
"Nonsense! There is no such person as Alang in the village. Didn't I tell you a long time ago?" The village chief supported himself on the ground and spit at Qi Bei.
Qi Bei stepped back and kept some distance between him and himself. He mentioned the oldest old lady in the village and said that it was she who revealed it.
The village chief still said the same two words "nonsense" after hearing it. He repeated it several times: "The elder sister is old and confused. She doesn't know what she said. Don't take it seriously. So, I will go to her house and see what's wrong with her."
"No, you can't leave." Qi Bei knocked him down.
Xiangdong, who was standing on a clod of earth beside him, turned his head to look at Bai Tang on his back. He was still breathing hard. He raised his lips and said, "Not bad, Professor Bai, Tangshui, good job!"
Xiangdong said, "Pooh!" "Qibei, get out of the way."
Qi Bei, who was communicating with the village chief, said nothing. He quickly and cooperatively stepped back, and did not forget to pull away Jiang Jiang, who was dizzy from the heat.
"What are you doing..." Jiang Jiang had only said two words when the rest of his voice was interrupted by a scream.
Xiangdong carried Bai Tang on his back and beat up the village chief. He did not hold back his strength and punched with full force, blood and yellow teeth flew everywhere.
After a while, the village chief couldn't hold on any longer. His old bones twitched and he begged for mercy incoherently: "I said... stop hitting me, stop hitting me... I said..."
Xiangdong showed a bloodthirsty smile: "Alang?"
“Yes, yes, I am Alang... I am, I am..." The village chief moved his skinny body, covered his mouth with his hands, which was bleeding and had several missing teeth, and nodded continuously.
Jiang Jiang held his jaw back up as it was about to fall off. Xiangdong was not afraid of violating the rules. After all, sometimes the tasker could not use force directly against the NPC in order to obtain clues. If he wanted to do that, it would be best if there was someone willing to use himself as an experiment. But there was no such person in the world. Anyway, he had never met one.
Jiang Jiang glanced at Bai Tang, who was tilting his head with a dark face, and understood Xiang Dong's motive for doing so recklessly. He could not care less.
Bai Tang's life has entered the countdown.
Under Xiangdong's fist, the village chief told an old story that happened decades ago.
"I was still young at that time..." The village chief's eyes, which were filled with tears of rationality because of the beating, had some memories in them, "I was about the same age as Mr. Jiang..."
He was eighteen or nineteen years old at that time and fell in love with a girl at the back of the village.
The girl had thick, long black hair, which she usually braided into two big braids hanging in front of her.
The village chief really liked her at first, and was also attracted by her pigtails, but later he had touched everything he wanted to touch, and the novelty wore off, so he thought about breaking up, but the girl asked him when he would marry her.
The village chief was annoyed and was about to break up with her when the girl said she was pregnant.
The girl didn't want to abort the child, nor did she agree to break up. The village chief was afraid that the matter would get out of hand, so he coaxed her and said that he would marry her after the rice was harvested.