"So...these are...the mummies from the last century that you dug out from inside the truck and from under the sand. Are they not the people you just killed?"
"And, are you planning to bury these people?"
Li Cu looked at several people in surprise.
"It's nonsense, isn't it? Did you just kill him?"
"How long do you think you slept? Even in this ghostly environment, do you know how long it takes to turn into a mummy?"
Hu Ming had a headache. This unlucky child really had a psychological shadow.
Can you tell that these mummies are people you just killed?
It’s noisy!
"Are you such a kind person? Do you collect corpses for others?"
Li Cu still didn't believe it and looked at Hu Ming suspiciously.
No matter how you look at it, Hu Ming doesn’t look like such a kind-hearted person!
"So, these jobs were done by Wu Xie and others."
Hu Ming shrugged and spoke bluntly.
Originally, these people...
They were all the subordinates of Lord Buddha back then.
And Lord Buddha... To be honest, Hu Ming still somewhat admires this kind of heroic people. Unfortunately, those bad things later affected Hu Ming after all. It's a shame that Hu Ming has a good impression of these people.
Are fallen leaves returning to their roots?
Hu Ming was kind-hearted for not setting the whole thing on fire.
Speaking of which, Gutongjing is indeed not a kind place.
Not just the many dangers involved.
But...
Hu Ming picked up a wisp of sand and slipped it between his fingers.
Here... there is no wind!
Not even the extremely weak wind!
It's as if a mysterious force has imprisoned all the air here, preventing it from flowing.
Or... collect all the wind in daily life and release it all at a special moment to inspire a mysterious musical message?
"After all, these people are the subordinates of our elders. If they see it, there is no chance of them continuing to expose their corpses."
"Although, this elder, because of his ambition, has caused great harm to us juniors..."
Wu Xie smiled, and Wang Meng put all the corpses into the sand pit and sold them on the sand.
Finally, everyone did their best and erected a tombstone on the bulging pile of sand.
"Speaking of which, Uncle Ming, I remember that Third Uncle said that at that time, it seemed that Lord Buddha had intentionally shown favor to you and wanted you to take charge of the Nine Sects."
"It was around that time that Lord Buddha and his people secretly built Gutong here...Have you ever been here?"
After doing all this, Wu Xie's eyes flickered and he suddenly asked.
"First of all, in those years, I tried my best to avoid Buddha. I didn't even want to or dare to see him."
"The Buddha at that time... was in charge of the Nine Sects? Just think about it. He just wanted to drag me into trouble at that time. If I went to see him, whether I could come back alive or not was one thing. I had just entered college at that time, and I didn't know what I was doing at that time.
Not much power and strength."
"Come here... I have never been to this place in Gutongjing!"
Hu Ming looked around and said in a deep voice.
Later, in his later years, Buddha may have repented, or he may have given up when he saw no hope. At that time, Buddha really wanted to hand over the Nine Gates to Hu Ming sincerely.
But in the final analysis, Hu Ming never wanted to meet Buddha.
Of course... Hu Ming would be happy to see the corpse coffin...
"Is that so...I understand."
Wu Xie nodded to express his understanding. He put aside the old grudges for the time being.
"Who is that Buddha you are talking about?"
Li Cu scratched his head and asked curiously.
He always felt that he understood every word these two people spoke, but when they were put together to form a sentence, he couldn't understand any of them!
"Children, don't interrupt when adults are talking!"
"Now that you're awake, drink some water and eat something, and then search the trucks on the shore to see if there are any missing bodies or usable supplies inside."
Wu Xie waved his hand and said that he did not want to explain the history of blood and tears in the past.
"Trucks? So many?"
"By the way, is it a coincidence? Why did these people park their trucks around Haizi?"
Li Cu looked at the continuous trucks surrounding the shore and twitched the corner of his mouth. Will this have to be investigated until the end of the year?
"Maybe... they encountered an unprecedented storm!"
Wu Xie started to cheat in a serious manner, much like the third uncle he loved and hated back then.
"Are there any other possibilities?"
Wang Meng also became interested and joined in the conversation.
"That's the worst possibility... They want to surround Haizi because they are afraid that Haizi will run away."
Hu Ming clicked on one of his eyes and said mysteriously under the cover of the smoke.
"Then...then...is it possible for us to get out alive now?"
Li Cu shrank subconsciously and asked a very realistic question.
"Who knows... maybe the four of us will die here in the end, and be dried into corpses together, becoming..."
"A natural work of art?"
Wu Xie grinned and made a bad joke.
Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black...
Staying with Fatty all the time, Wu Xie would occasionally make jokes that made people uncomfortable.
"Brother, are you sick? We are all desperate, and you are still so calm?"
Li Cu was shocked and couldn't understand this weird brain circuit.
"Otherwise? In the face of a desperate situation, cry for father and mother, pray to God and Buddha? Is it useful? It is better to have fun in suffering!"
"At least we have successfully arrived in Gutongjing, right? What's there to be unhappy about?"
Hu Ming followed closely and teased Li Cu, the only one who didn't know.
Not to mention, this feeling of harming a newbie is really quite good!
"Having joy in the midst of suffering? As long as you are happy!"
Li Cu snorted in disgust, feeling his head hurt.
Damn it, these people are crazy!
"Okay, that's the end of the chat. Let's have something to eat and then start working. God knows where Gu Tongjing is buried in this desert!"
Hu Ming patted Li Cu's shoulder and said pointedly.
What Li Cu didn't notice was that when Hu Ming patted his shoulder, his palm was stained with a little white powder...
That’s Tianxin rock powder!
Hu Ming had already noticed something about to move deep in the sand!
