Seven Evil Slips Chapter 145:

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The speed of the sprint was flustered, and the plastic raincoat was rubbing against the elbows of the legs. By the time he woke up, he was at least a hundred meters away.

Yan Hongsha scolded herself: What are you running for, you are more or less someone who has experienced things!

No, in the sea, in the mountains, old mussels, savages, what kind of battles have I never seen!

She commanded herself to stop and turned to look back.

The shop owner refused to let her climb the mountain because after the heavy rain, the light rain continued, and landslides and mudslides were too easy--could that person also be stubborn to walk the mountain road, but luck was not as good as hers, and he was buried in the accident? ?

The more I think about it, the more possible it becomes. When I think about it again, when I press it down, although the tentacles are cold, there is still a little warmth between the soft skin and flesh.

Maybe it was just buried and not dead yet.

This thought made her scalp twitch, the current position is embarrassing, not going forward, not going back, going to the village to ask for help or going to the grocery store to find someone for help is too time-consuming, Yan Hongsha made up her mind, and hurried back stumbling .

With just this skill, the rain has already washed that hand more clearly, it is pale, but it is still well-defined and slender, which is not like the hand that has been doing farm work all year round.

Yan Hongsha didn't dare to touch it directly, she wrapped her hand with the hem of the raincoat, grabbed it and lifted it, then let it go quickly.

She could see that the hand was here, but the person was buried under the stones beside it. It was a pile of crushed stones mixed with mud. Not stable, there are large and small gaps.

Yan Hongsha's heart was pounding, she swallowed her saliva, rolled up her sleeves, trembling, but quickly moved down one by one to hug the stones, trying to handle them lightly, for fear that the movements would be severe , the whole pile of stones collapsed and crushed the people below.

I don't know how long it took, but when it got dark, Yan Hongsha unscrewed the pocket flashlight and bit it in his mouth, and the removed stones were piled on the side, like a grave.

Finally removed the last piece, and quickly took off the flashlight photo.

It is the other hand, bent and covering the face, that is to say, most of the person's body is buried in the soil, the two hands and half of the face are above the soil layer, and one hand is used to protect the face. face.

Yan Hongsha became frightened, she felt that she seemed to know this person.

The smell of blood, the muddy water around that man's head and face seemed to be mixed with blood, Yan Hongsha wiped his face with his hand, and his fair face was covered with mud.

She shivered and took the hand covering her face away.

As soon as I saw him, my head buzzed, and tears rushed out instantly. I slapped his face hard with my hand and asked, "Ten thousand three, are you dead? Are you not going to die?"

When the stone was moved away, all the pressure on Yiwan's body was covered with mud. Yan Hongsha choked up and pulled the dirt off his body with his hands, leaned down*, put his ear to his chest to listen, and then put his hand on his chest He tried it under his nose.

I don't know if the rain interfered with my judgment or I was flustered. He slapped him again, crying while slapping him, and when he forgot how many times he was slapped, he suddenly heard 13,000 groans.

Yan Hongsha froze for a while, feeling in a trance that she had heard wrong.

The rain rained down on Wan San's face one after another, and the cold wind blew by, making her tremble all over. Put on the poncho for ten thousand.

She is not stupid, Cao Yanhua and the others went into the village one after another, and they lost all news one by one. Ten thousand and three were in this state again, and she suddenly felt a great fear of Caojiacun, and even the small grocery store looked strange.

We must first take 13,000 to a safe place, at least to shelter from the rain. At this time, Luo Ren's car is the best choice.

She found a branch, poked around it first, and after making sure that no one else was buried nearby, she tried to recite 13000, but he was unconscious and couldn't wrap her arms around her. The neck is taller than hers, and as soon as the back is lifted, the two feet are hanging on the ground.

It is also a quick-witted person, remembering that there is a rope in the tactical bag, Yan Hongsha quickly took it out, let Ten thousand three's body lie on his back, then tied the two waists with a rope around their waists, and ten thousand ten thousand San's wrists were tied together, connected to the waist rope, and the strap of the tactical bag was hung around his neck. He gritted his teeth, supported one of his legs with both hands, and stood up vigorously.

It's really heavy, dead heavy.

Yan Hongsha couldn't even straighten her waist, so she had to walk back with her half-bent body on her back. After a while, he held his **** up and bumped up.

His head was hanging next to hers, and the smell of blood was so strong.

Yan Hongsha kept talking to him, the rain wet her face, mixed with tears.

Ask him: "What happened?"

"Where's Fatty Cao? Where's Kiyo?"

"Thirteen thousand, you can't die."

Over and over again, she said these few sentences, and she cried after she finished speaking. She was afraid and hated this kind of single state where she didn't know her companion's life or death. , How good it is to come together with Luo Ren, at least advance and retreat together.

The rain became denser, and it rustled against the raincoat. The Yanhongsha was so tired that she could barely move. She stopped, panting heavily, and suddenly felt a faint warmth on her cheeks.

After being puzzled for a long time, I suddenly realized: That is the breath of thirteen thousand.

He was overjoyed at this moment, he licked his tongue and drank the rainwater from his lips, it seemed that he had gained a lot of strength all of a sudden.

She lowered her head and walked forward, and when she passed the small grocery store, she saw that the lights in the store were all turned off.

How late is this?

Finally back to the Humvee, found the key and opened the door, and helped Shi San to sit in the passenger seat, only then did he have time to look at the time.

It's past nine o'clock in the evening.

She didn't care about rest, she dug out a warm blanket from the rear compartment, took off 13,000's shirt, dried it and wrapped it in a blanket, then took gauze, soaked it in mineral water, and wiped his head and face clean.

There was an injury on the back of the head, as if it had been hit by a stone, and the blood on his hand was covered with blood. The circle covered his head, leaving only his nose, eyes, lips and two ears.

Looking at it, I thought it was funny, like an ancient Egyptian mummy, Yan Hongsha laughed halfway and wanted to cry, took out her phone, raised it up and down, trying to get a signal.

The signal sign seems to be there, but it is so weak that it makes people jump. Yan Hongsha leans on the driver's seat in a daze, her eyelids seem to be heavy, and she falls asleep as soon as she closes them.

In a daze, it seems that I heard ten thousand three scolding: "I wipe!"

Yan Hongsha woke up in a jerk, turned around and saw that Wan San really sat up.

She was so happy that she almost cried: "Are you okay?"

The upper and lower eyelids are covered with bandages, and Shi San's eyes seem to be much smaller, his lips are bandaged again, and his voice sounds weird.

He was weak: "I tried my best to survive. When I opened my eyes, I was almost scared to death by myself..."

Ask again: "Is there any water?"

Yan Hongsha took out the water and handed it to him, ten thousand three took a few sips with difficulty, looked around, a little confused about the situation: "Why are you here? Where is Luo Ren?"

He wanted to lean back, but the back of his head hit the headrest, and he gasped in pain, so he had to turn and lean on his side.

Don't want him to talk too much, Yan Hongsha hurriedly told what happened in the past two days. Hearing that Luo Ren didn't contact him anymore, Wan San's face suddenly changed.

Of course, only he knows about this discoloration, Yan Hongsha can't see anything through the bandage.

He interrupted Yan Hongsha: "You have to find Luo Ren quickly, and you have to tell him that there is something wrong with that green mountain, and the fifth evil slip may be on him."

***

That night, Shisan stayed awake and waited for Kiyo, when he heard the movement, he quickly stuck his head out of the bed with joy: "Miss Boss, are you back?"

Quickly felt that something was wrong, when Kiyo came back, why didn't he turn on the light? Moreover, the black shadow standing at the head of the bed was weak and thin, and it didn't look like Kiyo at all.

10,000 □□ responded quickly, jumped up from the bed quickly, lifted the quilt to look at the man's head, and pulled the drawstring at the head of the bed, the moment the light turned on, he saw a foreign tin bucket under the bed, Hurry up and hold it to your chest—no matter who comes, "Your death is better than mine" is the consistent principle of 13,000. At critical moments, it's okay to smash it with a bucket.

He could clearly see the face of the person who came, it was a girl of ten or twenty years old, her skin was pale, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, the quilt that was thrown collapsed in front of her, she missed her aim and missed.

13,000 is sure that he has never seen her: "Who are you?"

Suddenly remembered Kiyo's description of Yafeng, his appearance and age were correct, and this was at Aoyama's house.

"Yafeng?"

Yafeng pursed his lips, trembling slightly with his hand hanging by his side, and said in a low voice, "Go quickly."

Where is this sung? Thirteen did not respond.

"You hurry up, you won't be able to leave later."

Although I don't know what happened, but because of these words, chills climbed up my spine.

Someone seemed to be getting up at night in the side room opposite, the sound of coughing accompanied by the light on, Yafeng turned and ran like a startled bird, and when she reached the door, she quickly turned her head and said: "Don't trust them. "

Wait ten thousand □□ should come to catch up, Yafeng has disappeared.

The sudden warning made Shisan unable to sleep anymore, for him, no matter whether there is danger here, "stay away" is always right.

He quickly packed his luggage and wanted to leave when Kiyo came back.

Waiting left and right, Kiyo still disappeared, and after two o'clock in the morning, Shisan couldn't sit still anymore.

Probably something happened. Neither Kiyo nor Luo Ren seemed like someone who would talk about their love forever. Moreover, Luo Ren knew that Muyo went out on the phone alone in the middle of the night, so he would definitely let her come back soon. .

What should I do?

His sentence "I'm not as good as you, I run slowly, I'm timid, and I'm afraid of the dark" comes from the bottom of my heart, if something happens, Kiyo will be killed, and if he goes again, won't it just increase the casualties? It's better to keep the vitality and wait for backup.

He thought so, but ten minutes later, he half-kneeled, pouted his buttocks, took out a rusty sickle from under the bed, and went out.

I can't do it myself, but what if I can take advantage of the loopholes to help? In case something happened to Kiyo and he was lying on the barren hill dying, he could save someone's life if he arrived.

Trotting all the way, fearful, looking back from time to time, always suspicious that someone is following behind, unexpectedly, there is no one in the back road, but a ghost is blocking the front road.

Yan Hongsha asked cautiously: "Qingshan?"

Thirteen nodded.

In the darkness, Qingshan squatted not far in front, digging the ground with both hands frantically, clods of soil flying around him, ten thousand tremblingly flashed the flashlight, he stopped, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes and stood up, with a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth .

The soil pit at the foot was nearly shaped, narrow and long, just enough for a person to lie down on.

Waiting for you to see you buried.

The hairs on Yan Hongsha's whole body were standing on end when he heard this, and he didn't know why, so he reached out and turned off the light in the car. In this quiet surrounding mountains and fields, with the lights on, it seemed like a target, and it was still integrated with the darkness Safer.

She asked: "Are you fighting with Qingshan?"

Thirteen smiled wryly.

He thought about it, and he also took out the guts he had desperately used when he was a punk, thinking that the two of them were about the same age, he had nothing in his hands, and at least he had a sickle, so he might be able to win a way out, but...

That night, Qingshan was so ferocious that it was almost terrifying, and he was completely different from the twenty-five or six-year-old young man with a simple and honest smile that he saw during the day.

Thirteen knew that he was by no means an opponent, during the struggle, Qingshan picked up a stone and smashed it **** the back of the head.

Yan Hongsha almost stopped breathing: "Then...then what did you do?"

13,000 smiled and said, "I'm pretending to be dead."

At that time, his consciousness was fuzzy, and he could still move and crawl, but he didn't do anything, he gritted his teeth and remained motionless.

If you move, you will undoubtedly be hit again. If you don't move, you may still have a chance.

Qing Shan didn't hit him again, maybe he thought it would be no fun to kill him.

He buried Thirteen alive.

Throw him into the pit first, put your arms around the soil dug out from the side, and press your head on his body, face.

13,000 was carrying it without moving, and then, he felt that the upper part collapsed with a crash.

Yan Hongsha recalled the terrain she saw at the time: Qingshan buried Ten Thousand first, and then artificially pushed down the unstable sand and rocks on the upper layer, and built a grave for Ten Thousand—this is hardly an ordinary person’s It can be done with ability, no wonder ten thousand three suspects that there is a murderous Jane on him.

Then what?

"After I couldn't hold it anymore, I kept moving my arms very quietly, digging a gap in the mouth and nose. I was lucky. I dug and dug, and suddenly I breathed air."

This is thanks to the falling rocks pushed down by Qingshan. Many large rocks supported each other with gaps, which gave him a chance to survive-but at the same time, he couldn't get out.

Unexpectedly, that was not the biggest crisis - what was more deadly was yesterday's torrential rain.

The rain was raging, and the sand slid down from the high place. For a moment, the water level rose and almost submerged him. , to explore in all possible directions.

The muddy water was poured into the nostrils, turning the bubbles, gurgling, he couldn't breathe, his mind went blank, and the moment he was almost suffocating, he suddenly had hallucinations.

Seeing Luo Ren kneeling on the ground with an anxious expression on his face, desperately coming over to get rid of the current, and seeing Kiyo's panic-stricken eyes, grabbing him and pulling him back...

After that, I don't know anything.

Yan Hongsha let out a long breath: She knew that Wan San would be able to sit in front of her right now, but after hearing what he said, she still felt that she couldn't let go.

She patted Shisan on the shoulder: "Then, I found myself sitting in Luo Ren's car, excitedly wanting to worship Bodhisattva."

Suddenly remembered something, and climbed over the front seat: "There is glucose in the medicine box in the back compartment of Luo Ren, 13,000, you should drink one, it is also good to replenish your strength..."

Thirteen hummed, and did not speak again.

What Yan Hongsha said was wrong.

Actually, when he woke up again, he was in the mountains. On the road, he found himself covered in a pink disposable poncho. The drizzle was rustling, and water stains slipped on the transparent poncho.

Yan Hongsha was carrying him behind her back, gritted her teeth, her face was flushed red, the tendons around her ears were bulging, and she continued to shed tears.

I have never seen her so close before, and I suddenly feel that this rich woman is also quite cute.

He pouted his lips, wanting to say, let me down.

At this moment, Yan Hongsha suddenly said a word with a crying sound.

——"Thirteen thousand, why are you as heavy as a pig."

Then, there is no after.

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