"Actually, I woke up once. It was Ning Hanqing who took people to Qionglai Mountain to wake me up. At that time, he was very old. He found me and made some arrangements. Actually I didn't trust him, but until you reached Qionglai. Mountain, once again awakened me, and I realized that Ning History’s arrangements are becoming reality step by step.” Fang Yuefeng said, “Ning History’s current situation has long been anticipated, and you are exactly what he arranged to help me. Foreign aid."
"There is no proof, how do we believe what you say." I doubted. Besides, even with Ning's history, we dare not trust him unconditionally. After all, the so-called grandpa is just a code name for a character that does not exist in memory. I know almost nothing about his personality and his past.
"It's not just for nothing." Fang Yuefeng smiled, "I know who sent you the package."
"It's you."
"No, it was Ning Hanqing who told me that you have to stand by my side for the next thing, so that I can tell that person to you."
I still wanted to refuse, Fang Yuefeng stood up and said, "Okay, I've stayed long enough, you guys have a good rest, and you will enter the canyon tomorrow." Before we could speak, he turned and left.
"It's kind of like a rascal." Bai Ye said.
"Yes, who would dare to imagine that he is the king of the Shao Clan."
Bai Ye smiled, "Your grandpa is pretty good."
"Stop talking, let's rest first." Chongyang said.
The team departed before dawn the next day. I also paid attention to the "Apan". He was an old man in his sixties and seventies, with white hair, neatly shaved to an inch. A group of people surrounded him, obviously protecting his safety.
It’s just that this person is the actual helm of Fang Xiangshi. He personally came to the jungle on the border of Guangxi to commit a risk with only such a small number of people. Obviously because the matter here is extremely important and urgent, he will personally lead the person. Come.
The team is moving forward very fast, and those people are very strong, and we can easily follow behind when we see the mountains open the way and meet the water to build bridges. Soon, we arrived in front of the gorge that had long been known for its name.
The clearing in front of the gorge was already overgrown with trees, and a group of people went straight into the gorge after a short rest.
Thinking of the mysterious walking corpses and the disappearing army recorded in the work notes I met on the fourth floor of the White House, I became nervous.
The canyon is indeed strange. It can't be regarded as a canyon, the real canyon is a crack below the ground. And this canyon is more like a corridor above the ground. On both sides are steep slopes. Looking up, there is a feeling that the sky is about to fall.
The trees in the gorge are normal, but they are a bit more luxuriant than outside, and the soil is indeed as seen from the fourth floor of the White House, much like the black soil in the northeast.
Fang Xinwu followed us at the end of the line, watching a group of people with the same surname Fang open the way in front, but suddenly ran to the front as if he had seen a ghost. I saw that an old man standing behind me turned out to be Ah Pan, the person who was respected as "Grandpa Pan".
"I'm Fang Panshan." Grandpa Pan said blankly.
"Hello Grandpa Pan!" I bowed quickly. Fang Panshan is like a gangster, with an aura around him, which makes people unable to help lower their posture.
Seeing Fang Panshan looking for me, Chongyang and Baiye also came to cheer me silently. Fang Panshan seemed a little unhappy, his eyes didn't stop on the two of them, but instead looked at me and said: "You come with me." After speaking, I turned and left. I looked at Chongyang Baiye and could only follow. They also wanted to come but were quickly stopped. I signaled them not to act rashly, and then stopped behind a tree with Fang Panshan.
In fact, I was also very worried. Why did Fang Panshan look for me? I wouldn't really think that I was from Fang Yuefeng's side, so I wanted to be me. I haven't promised Fang Yuefeng yet.
Fang Panshan stood behind the tree with his hands behind his back, and said, "You are the person Fang Ge wants to see by name. Although I don’t know what Fang Ge wants to see you for, you must be a capable person. So I hope you understand the situation, don’t Let Fang Ge down."
At Fang Panshan's age, he even called Fang Yuefeng Fang Ge. Obviously, Fang Yuefeng's situation was not as bad as we thought. At least, Fang Panshan didn't break his face with him. Fang Xiangshi maintained respect for Fang Yuefeng.
When Fang Panshan found me, he was obviously threatening me, let me recognize the situation, and don't give him trouble. Without waiting for my answer, the old man left after speaking this sentence himself.
Chongyang Baiye came over and asked me what Fang Panshan had said, and I told them to talk nonsense.
After another period of time, something went wrong.
A group of dense figures in the shadows of the trees walked over, and fine and shattered voices came from all directions, and we seemed to be surrounded by something.
"Xiao Ning Xiao Ning! Find someone to do it by yourself, don't get that bunch of things!" Fang Xinwu ran over with a yellow hair on his head.
"Why do I feel that your words are weird." I looked at the machete in Fang Xinwu's hand, "Okay, enough momentum, give me the knife."
"No way, the old Sichuan boy said, "You are not allowed to touch the knife, so pick up a stick yourself. Follow the team and don't run away, there are many! There are many ahead!" Fang Xinwu ran to the back and shouted. .
I was about to find a stick or something for self-defense, and when I turned around, I saw someone looking at me with a machete and a machete.
"He stole it." Chongyang pointed to Bai Ye.
"Fart!" Bai Ye waved the knife in his hand, seemingly satisfied, "Is this called stealing? People throw it on the ground, I call it picking up!"
"Shameless, what should I do." I said empty-handed.
"Isn't this also stolen for you." Bai Ye drew another knife from his backpack.
"Pick up." Chongyang reminded.
"Stop talking, run!"
Dense walking corpses appeared one after another from the woods, swaying towards everyone. Fortunately, Fang Xiangshi is indeed a man of agility, even Fang Xinwu, who doesn't seem to be tuned, is one sword at a time, and Fang Panshan can be one against three. "Awesome... It seems that I am the only one in the audience. You must take me to fly."
Soon the three of us met a group of walking corpses head-on. It was inevitable that my backhand was a knife with my eyes closed. The knife smashed into the walking corpse's head like a push into mud, and a pool of slurry splashed out. I quickly avoided. Chongyang kicked a walking corpse in front of him back and slashed at me. I was shocked, do I look like a walking corpse. As a result, the blade slashed across the top of my head, and then I heard a familiar snorting sound. The whole back of my head was splashed with serous, and a fishy stench burrowed into my nostrils.
Before he could get sick, he heard cheers in the distance.
In between, a man in black pierced a walking corpse with one foot. Under him, dozens of walking corpses with a lot of holes and sores were already lying. And that person is already full of sticky corpses in the body of a walking corpse.
The man seemed to be unable to smell anything, and raised his head blankly. A familiar blue-gray face was revealed.
It's the "dead man". (End of this chapter)