I lay on the ground and looked at the dimly lit small county town below the mountain.
Hong Zhuo and Brother Lu are not much better than me. I won’t mention Hong Zhuo. This guy’s physical fitness is average, but Brother Lu used to masturbate all day long. It’s a miracle that he can run this long.
I was lying on the ground and kept chanting: "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."
As Brother Donkey spoke, he lay on the ground breathing heavily.
"The air in Tibet is thinner than that in Chongqing. People would really be intolerable to such a sudden violent exercise." Hong Zhuo was lying on the ground, his face pale.
I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and suddenly the group of monks behind me had caught up with us, only fifty meters away.
"Get up quickly and run." I grabbed Dakui and threw it on my back, and continued to run up the mountain. I felt like my chest was about to burst and it hurt like hell. But running now only hurts like hell. If I didn't run, the group of monks would
The gun in your hand is no joke, it will really die.
This time we ran, no, it didn’t count as running. We were slowly walking towards the top of the mountain step by step, and the group of monks behind us were obviously very tired. More than thirty monks were supporting each other and slowly walking towards the top of the mountain.
us.
"Keep going, those monks are almost out of energy." I wiped the sweat from my forehead.
We ran for more than an hour and finally reached the top of the mountain. They say it is easier to go up the mountain than to go down. Who the hell said that?
It was too late to think about anything else now. We rolled on the ground and down the mountain. The speed was incredible. After rolling for about thirty minutes, I was already covered in scars. Fortunately, all four of us were
Wearing thick cold-proof clothes, the cold-proof clothes now have perfect protection function. Except for the head, there is no skin trauma at all.
Of course, I feel like two bones in my abdomen are cracked. In fact, my situation is not comparable. The most unlucky person is Dakui. This guy had the three of us kicking him down one by one. He often rolled when he rolled.
You could hear the sound of bones breaking in his body, and he didn't know how many bones were broken in his body.
It was not easy for the four of us to roll to the bottom of the mountain.
The four of us were lying in the grass at this time. Dakui wouldn't say anything, but this guy was still unconscious. I even suspected that he woke up halfway when we kicked him and rolled him down the mountain, and then let the pain of rolling down the mountain inflict us.
I fainted from the pain.
"Num, numb, I will never climb mountains again in my life." Brother Donkey on the side cursed.
"Lao Hong, where is the car you mentioned?" I asked Hong Zhuo next to me.
Brother Lu asked: "With our current situation, who can drive?"
"The car, let me put the car in the woods five hundred meters away. Let's go there now." After finishing speaking, Hong Zhuo gritted his teeth and was about to start.
Suddenly there were footsteps outside the grass, and there were many flashlights shining around outside.
Brother Lu opened his mouth as if he still wanted to speak, so I quickly reached out my hand and covered his mouth.
"Woooooooo." Brother Donkey didn't know what to say, and the footsteps slowly faded away.
When I went, I didn’t know how the group of monks chased me. We rolled down very fast. I didn’t expect that these guys caught up with us as soon as we arrived. What a fucking pervert. Could it be that they also rolled down from above?
of
Thinking about a group of bald heads rolling down the mountain, I felt a little funny.
After these people had gone away, I let go of Brother Lu's mouth and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"On your legs" Brother Lu pointed at my legs.
I looked down and saw a snake crawling on my crotch. It could bite my lifeline with just one opening of its mouth.
I was sweating all over my body. Although I have zombie blood on my body and am not afraid of any snake venom, but who knows if this snake will bite some flesh or something on my lifeblood. If the teeth are sharper, maybe I can take a bite directly.
Bite my dick off.
I tried my best to slow down my breathing, looked at the snake, swallowed, and cursed at Brother Donkey: "Why the hell wouldn't you have told me about such an important thing earlier?"
"You asked me not to tell you, what should I do?" Brother Donkey suddenly said as if he had a good idea: "It is said in "Kung Fu" that if you whistle, the snakes will become obedient. How about I try to whistle?"
"Don't, don't," I whispered to Hong Zhuo, "Old Hong, what should I do?"
"Why don't I come and try whistling." Hong Zhuo put his head over and I was shocked. This guy's face was covered with blood and he looked extremely miserable. He looked like a ghost. Compared with his usual handsome appearance,
It feels like they are not products of the same planet.
Suddenly a hand reached down to my crotch, grabbed the snake and threw it far away.
When I saw it, it turned out to be Dakui. At this time, Dakui looked a little confused. He looked at me and asked: "Crazy brother, why do I feel so much pain in my body?"
"Illusion, definitely an illusion. I carried you up a mountain on my back, and you didn't even move your feet. How could it hurt?" I laughed, and felt completely relaxed. Dakui's way of dealing with snakes was better than
What Brother Lu said about whistling is much more reliable.
Dakui nodded, rubbed his head and said, "My head hurts so much. It feels like there are a lot of things in my head."
"Thing? Is it a tumor?" Brother Lu asked beside him.
"What a fool." Dakui rolled his eyes at him and said, "It seems like some fragmented memories. In these memories, I seem to be a monk."
Hong Zhuo nodded and said: "This is the memory of your previous life. You must have been to that pagoda in your previous life, so the memory was evoked. I just don't know what kind of person you were in your previous life."
"Were you rich in your previous life? Did you bury any treasure?" asked Brother Donkey.
"I have said that he was a monk in his previous life. Have you ever seen a monk burying treasures?" I looked at Brother Donkey speechlessly.
Brother Lu muttered: "Aren't the abbots of those temples now richer than the last? I heard that the son of the abbot of Shaolin Temple is driving a Ferrari abroad."
I smiled and said, "Okay, since Dakui is also awake, let's think about how to get into the car first, and then how to leave?"
"Who has the best driving skills?" Hong Zhuo said to the three of us: "My driving skills are only so-so, not very good."
I thought about it, what are my driving skills? I know a lot about driving, and I haven’t even taken the driver’s license test yet.
"My nickname is Qiu Mingshan Cargo God, which is absolutely appropriate." Brother Lu recommended with a good feeling about himself.
"Where are you, Da Kui?" Hong Zhuo asked.
Dakui shook his head and said: "Just trust the donkey once. Although I drive very fast, my head is very confused now, and all the broken memories will appear in my head at any time, so it is not safe to drive."
"Then let's take the donkey." Hong Zhuo nodded.
I looked at Brother Donkey next to me with a mean smile on his face, and suddenly I had a very bad feeling.