The phantom covered with Liu Ergen's face on the top of the tree was squirming on the branches without moving rashly. The black shadow kept flashing in the rain forest. Listening to the "clattering" of the leaves, you can tell that these things have not stopped and have been staring at us.
, launching an attack on us is only a matter of time.
Chen Wenhua looked around, and then looked up at the phantom on the top of the tree. His face looked a little vicissitudes of life, and he sighed faintly: "You are no longer a human being, why do you still miss the stinky skin of a human being?" After that,
He pulled out a small scimitar from his waist and rubbed it on his palm. The handle of the knife was a little black and looked like it was made of silver. I saw murderous intent gradually emerging in Chen Wenhua's eyes.
It's quite different from his usual elegant look. His current look is like the fierceness of a frontline soldier fighting with a bayonet. I have been a soldier for several years. One look at his look and I know that this special correspondent is a ruthless person.
The nature of the character is definitely not what I usually see; he exudes a sense of domineering, like a warrior who takes the enemy's head among thousands of troops.
After listening to his words, I felt baffled: Could it be that he actually knew these things? From the tone of his voice, it seemed that these things were made by humans. I once read about the "Landscape Strange News" passed down from my family, about something like this during the Warring States Period.
There are some records of alchemists refining Biluo Ganoderma. As a result, after the alchemists ate the "elixir" refined from various disgusting things, they gradually transformed into a kind of monster corpse blood zodiac. Could it be that the Phantom is one of them?
The phantom on the tree seemed to be very interested in Chen Wenhua, and stared at Chen Wenhua for a while. Unfortunately, its face was covered with Liu Ergen's face, and its distorted facial features made people tremble. After just one glance, they didn't want to think about it.
Looking further, those sly and gray eyes remind people of those huge wild rats.
Seeing Chen Wenhua and his entourage turn back in embarrassment, more than a dozen comrades who were covering Chen Wenhua's retreat were attacked by the Phantom, with heavy casualties and less than half remaining. I had long since given up hope of leaving here alive.
My only extravagant wish is to die happily.
The strange thing is that the Phantom attacked the Vietnamese soldiers very quickly. The nearly one hundred Vietnamese soldiers were silent in less than fifteen minutes. However, when facing us, they were very cautious, as if they were quite afraid of us.
The phantom looked at Chen Wenhua, and then its attention was focused on Xiao Zhonghua. Xiao Zhonghua was holding a saber and glaring at it. So far, we, including Chen Wenhua and Ye Pingbo, the three of us in the team
Of the ten people, including the disabled, only eighteen are left. Like Wang Dong, the others were all kidnapped or attacked to death by the phantoms. As the leader, Xiao Zhonghua faced the phantoms. Of course, enemies met each other.
The outside is red.
The phantom on the tree looked at Xiao Zhonghua, but it was like an art enthusiast looking at a beloved work, as if he was distracted. He was condescending, confronting Xiao Zhonghua, but his eyes were not as alert and fierce as before, as if he was looking at her affectionately.
Staring. Not only did Chen Wenhua find it strange, but we also found it surprising. Could it be that this phantom was actually a female and that she fell in love with Xiao Zhonghua? The atmosphere was already tense, but now it became a bit weirder.
I followed the phantom's eyes and realized that the phantom was not looking at Xiao Zhonghua, but at a piece of white jade worn around his neck. I don't have much research on jade, and I don't usually have the opportunity to touch such things. I didn't know that Xiao Zhonghua
What is the significance of this piece of jade? My impression of this piece of jade is that I accidentally saw it a few times when Xiao Zhonghua was unbuttoning his buttons to wipe his sweat. But I have also heard that if jade is worn for a long time, there will be bloodshot eyes inside. (Then
I didn’t know it was Qin color at the time) but this part of Xiao Zhonghua’s body was extremely white. When he was avoiding the attack of the phantom just now, the jade he had collected close to his body was exposed when he rolled to the ground.
Chen Wenhua obviously noticed the strange expression of Phantom and also saw the jade pendant on Xiao Zhonghua's chest. He immediately made a surprised expression. It seemed that he was also very interested in the jade pendant, but Xiao Zhonghua did not notice that Chen Wenhua
The changing face of culture.
The top of the tree moved downwards quickly, and suddenly a dull and loud sound of "coo" came out. After this "coo" was shouted, the rising and falling "coo" sounds all around suddenly stopped.
Chen Wenhua's face instantly turned red and he said sharply: "By the way, the wolf is the nemesis of the Phantom!" He quickly said to Xiao Zhonghua: "Platoon Leader Xiao, show me your jade."
When Xiao Zhonghua heard Chen Wenhua's words, he was stunned. How long had it been since you were interested in a stone? This special commissioner was too outrageous, right? But although he thought so in his heart, he didn't think so.
Dare to neglect the special correspondent in the capital, he pulled off a blackened silk ribbon and handed the jade pendant into Chen Wenhua's hands. The phantom's eyes could not be separated from the piece of white jade, and it saw the piece of jade falling on Chen Wenming's hand.
In Wen Wenhua's hand, it couldn't help but meow gloomily at Chen Wenhua. But when it looked at the small silver knife in Chen Wenhua's hand, a trace of fear flashed in its eyes.
Chen Wenhua weighed the white jade, shook his head, looked at Ye Pingbo, who was still unconscious next to him, and frowned, as if he was very entangled in his heart. He didn't know what he was thinking. Finally, Chen Wenhua gritted his teeth and said fiercely
He said: "I fought hard for more than ten lives, Lao Ye, don't blame me, just think I owe you. But over the years, it's hard to tell who owes more to whom!" We looked surprised.
She looked at him, wondering what he meant by these words.
As soon as Chen Wenhua finished his words, he opened a small cloth bag that he carried with him. This cloth bag was very popular in the days when educated youths went to the countryside, and it is still very common now. The grass-green cloth bag has turned slightly yellow, which shows that the cloth bag is
The bag has also been used for some time.
I saw him take out a flat wooden box from the cloth bag. He quickly opened the wooden box, and a bunch of silver needles of different lengths and thicknesses appeared in front of us. I was surprised: Could this special correspondent be a doctor?
Acupuncture has a long history in our country and belongs to the category of traditional Chinese medicine. It is easy to learn but difficult to master and is very mysterious. A few years ago, the country also announced acupuncture anesthesia therapy to the world, using acupuncture instead of anesthetics to anesthetize local areas for surgery, which caused a wave of international excitement.
The sensation caused a whirlwind of acupuncture treatment. However, this kind of acupuncture anesthesia is not thorough enough, and the analgesic effect varies depending on the doctor's level and other factors.
Chen Wenming asked the soldiers to lay down Ye Pingbo on the ground, and then unbuttoned Ye Pingbo's clothes. He quickly took a thin silver needle from the box and stabbed it about three inches below Ye Pingbo's belly button. I know that is called Dantian.
It is a place where Taoist Qi is gathered for maintaining health. Chen Wenming started from the Dantian, took a silver needle and poked down the acupuncture points in a straight line until he reached the Chengjian point under the lip. The whole process was completed in one go.
, even experienced old Chinese medicine doctors can't do it so quickly and accurately. This is the meridian of Ren, but I don't know why Chen Wenming did this? However, Chen Wenming was not satisfied yet, and slowly inserted a silver needle into it.
It entered the Baihui point on the top of Ye Pingbo's head. After doing all this, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
A group of us gathered four or five wounded people in the middle, paying careful attention to the phantom above our heads and the movements around us. Calm had returned to the swamp, and except for me, no one else was interested in watching Chen Wenhua's superb medical performance. But
But I don’t know why he stabbed so many silver needles into the seriously injured Ye Pingbo, because even though he received so many needles, the unconscious Ye Pingbo remained motionless. He was attacked by the phantom and lost a lot of blood. In fact, he had been injured.
It didn't take long. I really didn't expect that our group had already suffered heavy losses just two days after setting off. This kind of casualty rate is rare in cruel wars.
Chen Wenhua didn't give up, but put his hand into his cloth bag again and took out a small porcelain bottle, which was about the size of a snuff bottle. He pulled out the stopper on the bottle and poured some brown powder into his hand.
; Then he put two drops of water from the kettle on the powder and ground it carefully. After a while, the powder and water turned into mud like the sludge washed off the body; he then carefully ground these things
It was wrapped around the tops of the silver needles stuck in Ye Pingbo's body. Finally, he lit a match and lit the clay balls on the top of the silver needles from bottom to top. Every time he lit one, Ye Pingbo twitched all over and his face turned pale.
The pain is abnormal. The powder mixed with water is obviously extremely flammable. Once lightly touched by the flame, it will quickly burn to ashes and turn into a wisp of white smoke. What is strange is that this wisp of white smoke not only did not
It floats around, but slowly sinks along the silver needle, and penetrates into the skin bit by bit.
After igniting the silver needle on the Baihui point on the top of his head, the white smoke on other acupoints also disappeared. Chen Wenhua pulled out the silver needle on Ye Pingbo from bottom to top like lightning. When the silver needle on the Baihui point on the top of his head was lit,
As soon as the needle was pulled out, Ye Pingbo groaned in a low voice and slowly opened his eyes. I looked at this amazing scene and couldn't close my mouth in surprise. This kind of acupuncture technique, let alone seeing it with my own eyes, even hearing it.
I had never heard of it before. It was really amazing. When I came to my senses, Chen Wenhua had helped Ye Pingbo stand up. The blood on a wound on Ye Pingbo’s back also stopped seeping out, and Ye Pingbo looked at it.
His face was still red when he went up, and he didn't look like someone who had been seriously injured.
Chen Wenhua didn't say anything nonsense, wiped the sweat from his forehead, handed Xiao Zhonghua's jade pendant to Ye Pingbo, and asked hurriedly: "Please see if this jade is real or fake. Come on, we have less than ten minutes left."
Come on, Phantom has already issued a rallying cry, I will use this piece of jade to release the wolf, otherwise everyone will die here." When he was treating Ye Pingbo just now, he didn't seem so anxious.
Ye Pingbo was stunned. He looked at the piece of white jade in Chen Wenhua's hand and said excitedly: "Here, where did you get this piece of white jade?"
Chen Wenhua pointed at Xiao Zhonghua and urged: "Hurry and take a look."
Ye Pingbo took it, closed his eyes and touched it, and then said calmly: "Yes, this is the Kunlun Divine Jade. That's it. I can feel the feeling of the extremely cold and extremely hard chalcedony inside." Ye Pingbo said.
Here, he suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, my injury is healed?" Suddenly his face changed drastically. He looked at Chen Wenhua in fear and said in a trembling voice: "You, you gave me that medicine?"
Chen Wenhua shook his head and said: "No, your injury is very serious and you can't survive for more than an hour. I gave you a golden needle to tide you over. It can make you last six more hours. You still have six hours to do it."
Decide whether to..."
Ye Pingbo's face suddenly changed color, and he said: "No, I don't want..." We listened to the conversation between the two of them in confusion. I seemed to understand something, but when I thought about it carefully, I felt that it was confusing.