Meng Qisheng frowned and walked over without touching the dark shadow. He took the flashlight and shook the part of his eyes. The dark shadow felt the change in the light and stopped, and the roar in his throat became more violent.
Meng Qisheng said: "It's an insect infestation. His body surface has been completely covered by insect infestation secretions. If a normal person had died long ago, it would be impossible to escape."
I said: "This thing is like asphalt, how can I get it down?"
Meng Qisheng said: "It is estimated that only Ning Hanqing knows this question. We don't have anything to help him now, we can only try to use fire."
I hesitated: "With fire..."
"Don't worry." Meng Qisheng categorically said: "Sichuan guys are not so easy to die from starvation. Fire is his only way out."
I nodded, now there is no other way, right now.
Meng Qisheng took out a half-foot-long metal shell from his bag.
"It's pretty high-tech." I said.
He ignored me and saw three blue flames nearly half a meter long from the thing in his hand, and a smell of gasoline filled the air.
Meng Qisheng signaled Wang Di to sit down Fang Jindong, and I noticed that the place where Wang Di and Fang Jindong were in contact was quickly encroached by asphalt-like foreign objects.
Meng Qisheng burned to the nose first, and just exposed the nose and mouth first. There is a strange smell in the air, which is not too difficult, just like the smell of burning cow dung in the countryside.
The effect is not obvious, but the black foreign body can still be seen slowly melting.
The two squatted there staring at the three flames.
"Did you not encounter this situation when you and Ning Hanqing came here?" I asked.
Meng Qisheng handed the lighter to Wang Di, moved his hands and feet, and said: "The time he and I came, we did not encounter an insect wave because he had a map in his hand and he stayed on the ground for a long time. We only took us down until we had probably mastered the law of the ups and downs of the insect tide, so we successfully bypassed the insect tide.
It is no wonder that there are so many “stepping stones” that are convenient to move quickly among the broken bricks and tiles of the abandoned city on the ground, because Ning Hanqing needs to observe the undulations of the insect tide while avoiding walking corpses there.
I suspected that I looked at Meng Qisheng and said, "No, you said you came here according to Ning Hanqing's arrangement. Then he didn't tell you how to get through the worm tide?"
Obviously feeling the suspicion in my words, the old guy still explained unhurriedly: "After the second trip to Changning, Ning Hanqing's actions became more and more incomprehensible. Later, he The arrangement was not relayed to me personally, but relied on mailing."
"Just like me." I said.
"Yes, I received that letter in 1973, the year Ning Hanqing disappeared. In this letter, it can be seen that Ning Hanqing was already very urgent at the time."
I said: "Did he explain his situation in the letter?"
Meng Qisheng said: "No, I guessed it, because the letter is scribbled and the content is only a few words, as if he is in a hurry. This shows that he was in a hurry at the time. As for the content of the letter, probably It means that someone will come to me in many years, and then I will tell the person who came to me,'things are in the building' and take him to Changning, Guangxi."
Meng Qisheng paused, "That is what we are doing now. I didn't know who would come to me at the time, because many people have come to me over the years, and many of them are longevity plans. Related people of, I can’t always say to him, “Something is in the building”, but I believe that since Ning Hanqing didn’t tell me clearly, it means that when this person comes to me, I can quickly confirm that he is what I’m waiting for. people."
I was speechless, and he said again: "You and Ning Han look so much alike. When I first saw you that night, I knew that the things that should come are finally here."
"So Ning Hanqing should only make a decision at an urgent juncture, and scribbled this letter." I said.
"Yes."
"But, how did this letter come here? It's impossible for him to finish writing the letter and jogging all the way to the post office to send a registered letter before continuing his emergency business. It shows that there were other people around him when he wrote this letter. Man, after he gave the letter to this man, he disappeared by himself." I speculated.
Meng Qisheng said: "That's right."
"Then the person who sent you the letter and the person who sent me two packages before and after are probably the same person, because these are two inseparable links."
Meng Qisheng said: "It may not be necessary. The contents of the two packages you received have been carefully processed. It means that Ning Hanqing was not on a temporary basis, but had already been arranged. And since 1970, Ning Hanqing has always been on guard for people around him. No one can know the full picture of his plan. There may be many people who have dealt with this matter, but there are not many people available to him in his later years, and he does not know who he is looking for."
Before I came to Guangxi, I asked my university classmates to find a relationship and check the origin of the package for me. I don't know if there is any clue now. I thought to myself.
The smell of burning cow dung in the air was replaced by another burning smell, which seemed to be the smell of burnt meat. I heard Meng Qisheng say lightly over there: "Oh, how can Adi be so careless? The nose is burnt. This is Ning Chuan's lifesaver, why are you not careful."
I see Meng Qisheng's face calm, not very anxious. Xin said that this old guy has a lot of drama.
Changed the position and rescued his mouth. At this time, Fang Jindong's roar had stopped for a while, and his whole body was paralyzed on the ground. If his chest was still undulating, I suspected that he was dead.
After his mouth was burned out, Fang Jindong coughed violently, and his whole body began to confuse, vomiting a pool of black water from his throat, and there were black silk threads twisting inside.
Meng Qisheng watched coldly, and I didn't dare to touch Fang Jindong. After he finished vomiting, the air was full of sour smell.
"Fang Jindong, how are you doing?" I asked.
He panted, his vocal cords seemed to have been damaged, and his voice was like a leaking bellows, "I... I guess it won't work."
"What did you just meet?" Meng Qisheng asked. He has gone through a long time, and he has long been bearish on life and death, not to mention the stranger the other party near the east has never known. I suspect that when I die, he will stand in front of me so calmly and ask me, what else do you have to say? "
Fang Jindong stayed for a long time, unable to say: "Don't... Don't go down..." (End of this chapter)