When I woke up, it was dark all around, and there seemed to be the sound of rain. If I listened carefully, it didn't sound like rain, but it sounded like rushing water. I wanted to look up, but found that my neck was sore and sore. I touched it.
, with thick gauze wrapped around his neck. His mouth felt dry and bitter.
I groped around for a while, but fortunately, my backpack was still there. I turned over with difficulty, feeling a sharp pain from his grandmother all over my body. I took out a bottle of water from the bag, and accidentally choked myself while drinking it.
After my coughing calmed down, I was stunned and thought of a very strange question.
Where am I?
After searching for a long time, I couldn't find a flashlight, so I had to take out a lighter and light it up. It seemed that I was in a tent. The tent was filled with miscellaneous equipment. A small charcoal stove in front of me had been extinguished. At this time, I
I want to touch the charcoal stove to check the temperature - this is the only way to check how long they have been away from here.
But, I don't have the strength.
In the end, I reluctantly kicked off my shoes and put my feet on the charcoal stove through my socks. There was still a little bit of warmth. I took a breath and comforted myself: It seems that they haven't been gone for long.
However, I still tried my best to yell a few words loudly: Brother, Bai Jin, where are you?
After yelling, I regretted it. I found that I was frightened by my own echo. The current environment is dark and cold, and there is the sound of pattering rain outside. Plus my own echo, it will only look very scary.
.
It echoed several times before it quieted down. This sudden silence made me feel on pins and needles in the tent. I always felt like there were countless underworld soldiers wandering outside the tent.
It turns out that I have never been very courageous. The reason why I don’t feel scared when I see a coffin or a corpse is because I always have support and friends around me. Just like walking alone at night, I feel scared. If I walk two people,
You will feel very relaxed.
Now, I am lying alone in a tent in an unknown location, listening to the sound of rain outside. Maybe because I hate rainy days, my heart becomes very irritable, mixed with fear, and finally I force myself to stand up.
He stood up, fumbled for a cigarette, and lit one.
It took three cigarettes in a row to calm down my trembling hands, and my physical strength recovered a little, but it wasn't enough to support me in activities, I just didn't feel that tired.
Where did the eldest brother and the second brother Bai Jin go? Whether it is from the temperature of the charcoal stove or other aspects, they should not go too far. The five people I trust the most in the world, apart from my mother and Lao Zhu, are the only ones.
There were three of them, what were they doing? Why did they leave me alone?
But thinking about it, I should be safe, at least in a safe environment. Otherwise, they would definitely not leave me alone.
I was just thinking wildly here, and suddenly there was a noise outside. I felt happy and shouted: Brother?
There was no response from outside, so I called out again: Bai Jin? Who is outside?
There was still an instigating sound, but no one answered. My heart tightened, I picked up the gun, and crawled towards the tent door. As soon as I opened the curtain, a bloody smell hit my face, and an unknown thing suddenly hit me.
I pounce!
There were bursts of coughing sounds in his throat, which were vague and unclear. I was about to pull the trigger on him, but I heard the sound of his coughing up phlegm as expected, which seemed to be shouting: Xiao Sanliang.
And although this man threw me at me and was covered in the smell of blood, he did not attack me. I pushed him, dipped my hand into the liquid, and smelled it. The smell of blood was pungent. I took out the lighter and saw the flames. A voice jumped out. I glanced ahead.
Holy shit!!!
In front of me is a bloody man covered in blood! It's not the blood of an injury, but a person whose skin was peeled off alive! I can even clearly see the muscles on his chest moving up and down with his heartbeat. ups and downs!
I don't care if he calls my name or not. I definitely don't know this thing. I will take out the gun, aim at his head and shoot him. No matter what, I will shoot him first.
The bloody man's eyes turned, and when he saw the gun I was aiming at, his eyes were suddenly full of terror, and he shouted loudly: "Xiao Sanliang! It's me!"
Huh? Zheng Bishan?
(I’m busy today. There are very few updates. Keep it up. 422 saw it, so don’t update it yet. Let’s update it together tomorrow) (To be continued)