When Ning San woke up, there was darkness before his eyes.
The pain in his right arm still irritated him. Excessive blood loss caused him to feel dizzy and stare at Venus when he stood up.
This Qin Du is really too cruel. It turns out that his real use is here. Now Ning San doesn't know if his right arm can be used or not. Maybe he will have to amputate his limbs if he goes out today. Those steel wires are too deep.
He stumbled and stood up. In the distant basin, several xenon headlights had already been extinguished, and only a few of the incandescent lamps dotted on the lake surface were still emitting faint light. Looking at from Ning San's position, those few lights It's like a firefly.
He didn't know what happened to the situation below, but he could roughly guess that Qin Du and the wet dragon were all gone. What he did in the early stage was just to draw out all the wet dragons hidden in the dark, no matter if they were wet dragons. The breeding ball is still the first-generation wet flood that guards the lake. As long as they are out of the water, they can be affected by the copper bell. Qin angered all the wet floods one step at a time, and led them out. The real killer's skill was not the copper bell in his hand, nor the spell of medicine, nor even the thirteen steps of Ning San, but Ning San. Blood.
The moment Ning San squatted, Qin Du knew that the corpse chaser had already had his blood feud. It didn't matter whether the last corpse chaser in the world existed or not.
Ning San took off the sleeve on his right arm. The steel wires embedded in the sleeve had been completely pulled into his right arm. Fortunately, the sleeve had an open design and could be opened from the middle.
This shows that when Qin Du was designing all this, he still left Ning San a way to survive. It was not designed to be a dead button. Moreover, the blood in the neck was much more than the blood that could bleed from the arm.
Ning San stumbled and walked towards the basin with corpses spreading across the wild. The pain in his right arm stimulated the nerves, and the lack of food for a long time caused his strength to keep up, and his lips were chapped.
In that basin, it’s no longer clear who is who, snakes swam everywhere, more of the corpses entangled with the remains of snakes, there was no more mud under the feet, and no other than the corpses could be seen. thing. This is a mountain.
";Qin Du--"; Ning San yelled twice. He didn't have too much expectation that Qin Du would survive. After all, Qin Du was just a mortal, and it was impossible for him to take revenge on the dying flood of the flood. Survive.
Ning San recalled Qin Du's last words, following the direction of the water flow, if you are lucky, you will be able to find an exit.
Yes, Ning San thought dazedly, this is the case. Qin Du said that the water from this silt lake flows into the abandoned drainage system. As Qin Du said, a small part of it can flow into the Jialing River.
Ning San looked at the lake full of corpses, several incandescent lamps were extinguished, and the huge breeding ball had completely disintegrated. He found the water outlet of the lake. It was a small stream less than one meter wide, and the black water flowed in it almost as if it were still.
Ning San took out his mobile phone, and in the end he had to rely on the broken-screen mobile phone. He suddenly remembered that in the drainage system, he was about to be caught by the wet flood, and when Qin Du came out to rescue him, he did not panic picking up the phone and returning it to him.
When I wanted to come to Qin Du, I thought that there would be a present. If I wanted to find a way to survive, I could only rely on myself.
Ning San followed the direction of the small stream and re-entered the drainage system. The water flow is different from the maze. Even if there are multiple bifurcations in a stream, they are still in the shape of tree branches. As long as they are willing to spend the experience to try one branch after another. , Always find an exit.
Ning San is not really worried about his physical strength now, even if he loses too much blood, even if he hasn't eaten for a long time, because in the past few years, he has planned to do some physical exercises at home, which has given him some confidence now.
What really worries him is the battery power of the phone. Sure enough, Ning San soon lost his only power source.
At this time, he can only rely on the memory of his brain. He is groping in the dark, remembering the shape of each stream that has been walked, its flow direction, its width, how far away there will be a bifurcation, and how far away it will be. After that, there will be a turning point, and even the unique sound of each stream flowing.
If Ning San had a dark map in his mind, then every time he fumbled and remembered, he lit up the shape of this stream tree branch little by little.
This is an extremely brain-consuming process, but he has been able to guarantee that when he finds that the end of a stream is a dead end, he will not walk into the stream he has stepped into when he returns.
He suddenly remembered Heraclitus’s famous saying that one cannot step into the same river twice.
When the light appeared in front of his eyes, the sound of the rolling water of the Jialing River penetrated into his brain again.
Survived.
After Ning San was confused and rested for a while, he went to the hospital to get tetanus, bandaged, and had a meal before coming to Beijing to find me.
By the time he finished telling this story, I had already drunk a few cups of water. This last story of the corpse-shoveler's anti-killing sounded very angry, with a bit of personal heroism.
I looked at Ning San, who was exhausted, ";Wait a moment, go and buy you some donkey-hide gelatin supplements?";
"It's not necessary."; Ning San said.
I leaned over with interest, rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, put a bandage on the bread, and couldn't see the wound. "It's terrible."; I said.
"Fortunately, it was not that I was arrested."; I said to my heart, but I can’t say this. After all, this is a catastrophe that Ning Chuan should have in his fate. Ning Da died in Daxinganling, and Ning San suffered this to him. Of course I am not grateful for the disaster, but I have to show my righteous indignation, empathy, hurt you, and hurt my heart, "; I have suffered, I really hate, I hate that I can't accompany you through this experience... ";
";It's all right.";He interrupted,";Leave this and pretend to me, I don't know who are you?";
I smiled and gave him something to eat in the refrigerator. "Speaking of which, the hands and feet that Ning Hanqing did on us should be related to blood.";
";I thought I might be a son of the plane or something."; Ning San said, ";The result is a copy of Zhang Qiling's stem.";
";Hahahaha.";I was teased, it was really Zhang Qiling, but it was castrated version + spicy chicken version. "; If there is something in a person's body that can serve as the protagonist's special function, generally speaking, he can only choose blood, whether it is a novel setting or a movie setting. The human body is mainly composed of bones, muscles, fat, and body fluids. Composition, when the war comes, I can’t pull out my thigh bones and fight with people. Muscle and fat are even more unrealistic. As for body fluids, bile and tears, it’s too funny. There is only blood. Not only is there a lot of blood, but it is also renewable. And it’s okay to pick up and use, the color conflict is okay.";
";Okay.";Ning San interrupted, ";I explain so much, isn't it just to say that Zhang Qiling is not plagiarized?";
";Hey.";I sighed,";Let’s not talk about this. It seems that your Jialing River Horror Book has received a lot of goods. It’s a couple of things I have learned in the past few months. Basically Many pits can be filled.";
";Sweet and congratulations."; Ning San said.
"However, there is a problem. Gu Tang told me a lot about the current situation before. He mentioned that a few people named Qin came out in Xiangxi. They should be the corpse chaser, but Qin Du didn’t say that he was the last to chase the corpse. person?";
Ning San nodded, "; If Gu Tang’s news is not wrong, there may be two reasons. One is that Qin Du changed his face and kept his name in hiding for too long, and lost control of the external environment. He didn’t know how many survived. The corpse chaser.";
I nodded and took the conversation. "The second reason is that Ning Hanqing has long learned about the existence of the Wet-Flood Kingdom. He protected the corpse-shovelers as much as he could, and those few survived. The corpse chaser was the method of Ning Hanqing. He tried his best to save the fire for the corpse chaser, just to deal with the wet Jiao.";
This old guy couldn't really just be kind, suddenly paying attention to the fringe forces of a secret investigation.
When the existence of the power of the Nation of Wet Floods surfaced, then many doubts have the possibility of explanation.
Wet Jiao are two mortal enemies, one is the corpse chaser and the other is the secret investigation bureau. This is also the reason why Ning Hanqing began to jealous of everyone around him in his later years, because the wet flood had already begun to penetrate his side. (End of this chapter)