It seemed like the sound of wind was howling in his ears. A headache was caused. Yan Luyi felt that the knife he had built in his mind seemed to be cutting his nerves and cutting the tissue with a sharp blade, making a memory that was both sealed for a long time and not originally belonging to her, gushing out from the knife with blood.

She worked hard to straighten those memories into a line.

The two backpacks were thrown around on the wet grass with a heavy earthy smell in the forest. The zippers were already open, and the things inside had been scattered on the ground in a mess, gathering into small piles.

She was humming the tune and walking towards this side, holding a kettle in her hand. From time to time, she shook the pot high with the tune of the tune. She turned over a very thick tree and saw the backpack on the ground from afar. She couldn't help but feel a stern, and immediately kept silent, held the kettle in her hand, and tiptoed towards this side.

Bent over to check what was poured out of your backpack. All that was left was a lot of snacks, tissues, cotton, yarn and other cheap medical supplies, and a book.

There are no more weapons, ammunition and other things worth a little money.

She leaned over and put down the kettle, picked up the book, and flipped it around. She remembered that the book was originally a very thin gold ginkgo leaf bookmark given by her friend, which was exquisitely crafted and inexpensive, and was always valuable.

And the golden leaf bookmark is gone now.

Looking at this situation, it was obviously a thief, and the thief was stealing very carefully when he was stealing things, and even the golden bookmarks stuck in the book could be found. She laughed out loud, and for a moment she couldn't help but admire the thief's meticulous spirit of stealing.

She was not in a hurry and bent down to put the book on a dead tree next to her. When she got up, she grabbed a small bag of independently packaged dried fruit scattered on the ground. She sneered and bit it open, took out a piece of flesh into her mouth, and took out her phone casually. The screen lit up, and before she could slide to unlock it, she saw an unread message reminder jumping out. She clicked it.

"If you take care of Guo Jiu more, I will not send anyone else to you and not disturb the world of you two."

The sender's avatar is black and handsome, and the notes are overturned.

She smiled unconsciously on her face. She casually gave Fan Cheyuan a look, and she wanted to retreat backwards, but suddenly she remembered something and quickly added another one: "This mentally retarded lost all our equipment! Captain, please remember him in the small notebook and turn around and ask him to pay ten times the compensation!"

Message sending. A small word appears next to it, from "Send" to "Send" to "Send", and then to "Open". The window prompted the other party for a few seconds to enter, and soon received a reply from Fan Cheyuan: "OK."

She was very happy. She retreated to the interface and soon opened the chat interface with a contact person with a note called "The No. 1 Greatest Man in the World". She first posted an expression picture of "I'm going up and it's a JIO", and then wrote in the input box: "My mentally retarded Guo Jiu, let you look at the bag, where did you see it? Now all the valuable things and equipment are gone. I have already complained to Qiancheyuan, you can do it."

Send.

Delivered.

Opened.

The other party is typing.

But the input state only flashed twice, and soon disappeared again. She waited for a long time and chewed the bag of hard dried fruits, but there was no reply to the message there.

She simply cut out the dialing interface and called it.

No one answered.

She began to feel something was wrong. She put her phone back in her pocket and lowered her head to identify the footprints left on the ground in the woods.

They had stayed here for a while before, walking back and forth, and the footprints left were already quite messy; and when she came back from getting the water, she knew that she was thieves, she did not regard being thieves as a big deal. Anyway, it was Guo Jiu's pot that he would pay for. So at first, she didn't care about the extra footprints on the ground, but now she was worried and identified the many footprints on the ground, and couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

The extra footprints were not left by one person.

From the different shoe shapes, even the depth and size, we can tell from it that the ones who have been here are not just one or two little thieves, but more like a gang.

She carefully identified each footprint, especially Guo Jiu's - hoping to use this to determine where he was going, but as soon as she followed the footprints, she was shocked immediately.

She saw a large drop of blood on the side of the footprint emperor. The bright red blood stained a piece of grass, and then rolled down the veins of the leaves to the ground and seeped into the soil.

She couldn't help but feel panic, turned around quickly, picked up her backpack. She reached out and fumbled in it for a few times, found a zipper in the dark, and then opened the zipper with a sneer.

Then a bracelet knife was taken out.

Because the bracelet knife has no hilt and is very flat, it can be perfectly hidden in the dark layer of the backpack, and it has not been noticed by those thieves. She inserted four fingers of her right hand into the hole, with the blade facing outward, and carried the knife in her hand, and walked forward again following Guo Jiu's footprints. However, she became more and more frightened as she walked, and she could see blood drops accompanying her from time to time.

He was injured?

What made her feel even more interesting was that the footprints of the group of people, after being dispersed and gathered, also extended in this direction.

The time when footprints are stepped on is first and then. Because the soil is wet and soft, the order of judgment becomes extremely simple. The footprints left by Guo Jiu are often covered by other people's footprints. It is obvious that he is walking in front, while the group of people chase after him from behind.

She was very anxious and hurriedly followed these footprints and chased after them. She chased forward with a curved curve and countless meters, and Guo Jiu's footprints suddenly broke.

Instead, there was a large pool of blood, and two long traces of the human body dragging its heels on the ground due to being dragged.

Yan Lu's hand holding the knife had already faded from the fingertips due to excessive force, and turned cold white. But all she could do now was to continue walking and follow the drag marks.

She began to feel dizzy.

Because the end of the two drag marks extending was a cliff. Yan Lu was pounding his heart, as if he wanted to rush out of his chest. The knife in her hand couldn't help but hold it tighter, and almost rubbed it to the cliff step by step. He took a slow breath and calmed his breathing before looking down.

She saw blood on the steep mountain wall, and large patches of bright and dazzling blood, intermittently dyed the height difference of dozens of meters, extending to the rushing mountain stream.

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Hello everyone. I am the author Huajiu.

Since we know that "PS" a bunch of authors' words after the main text will affect the reading experience, we have always tried our best to avoid disturbing readers. But now we have decided to write these here because today is a special node.

The two-month new book period of "Dream Mirror" has ended here. It only depends on the support of readers and friends that I got the small money on the new book list twice. Here, thank you @ Yi Yiyi for leaving the first precious book review, breaking the tragedy of no comments in the new book period, and the warmth of @ Ishida Youmu and @君君六威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威中威

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Due to the number of characters in the new book period, the number of updates cannot exceed 200,000 in two months, so I am really embarrassed to update a little bit every day. I am really embarrassed to let everyone not get fat. The new book period has passed, so the number of updates will be increased to find a balance point that takes into account both quality and speed of suspenseful articles. I hope everyone will support it.

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