Ma Zhong looked back at me, took three steps and two steps at a time, grabbed the car door and was about to climb up. Seeing that Ma Zhong was about to climb up, a thin wolf jumped up and bit his trouser leg, and followed Ma Zhong.
Hanging in mid-air, Ma Zhong glared at his legs, but he couldn't get rid of the little wolf.
These wolves are extremely ferocious and extremely strong, and they are still young wolves...
When I was about to let go, I quickly grabbed his big blood-covered hand and dragged it upward with all my strength. He looked at me in shock. Maybe he didn't expect that he wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh just now.
The enemy saved his life at this most critical moment.
He used my strength to jump into the car. The little wolf under him was thrown aside by the sudden force and rolled on the snow, with blood flowing from his mouth.
Ma Zhong breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at me doubtfully, and suddenly said: "Although you saved me this time, I will not spare you. If you want to die in a comfortable way, I can help you."
I didn't understand his complicated mood at that time, so I glanced at him and said, "Whatever happens to you, whatever happens, I'm in your hands anyway. Can you decide whether you want to kill me tonight or not?"
He was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then looked at the wolves below, which were circling around the car. He tried to climb up, but was blocked by the window, so he fell down with a whimper, but he still had no intention of giving up.
At this time, the larger wolf howled loudly, and all the wolves stopped. Although they can't do anything about the iron shell, if we are trapped here for a long time, we will only starve to death.
.
Ma Zhong was restless and suddenly asked: "What else is this wolf afraid of besides guns?"
I couldn't help but be stunned. This kid was practicing martial arts and capturing corpses to make him stupid. He didn't know this bit of common sense. I glared at him and replied: "Fire!"
Ma Zhong wiped his face, maybe trying to calm down his nervous mood. He took out a lighter and kept stroking it, but there was still no light. He put the lighter in his hand and rubbed it twice.
The liquefied gas was so frozen that it could not ignite. Ma Zhong's hand holding the lighter trembled anxiously, and he put the lighter into his mouth again, trying to warm it up.
As time passed, the haystack dropped inch by inch, and an impatient little wolf suddenly jumped up, climbed on the reflector, and tried to enter the car, but the glass gave it a second blow mercilessly.
, the little wolf was in pain and fell down with a cry.
I listened to the symphony of waves of wolves and watched the graceful figures of the wolves as they jumped. Death can also be wonderful.
At this time, Ma Zhong snorted, took out the lighter from his mouth, held it tightly, and "stabbed", a warmth passed through his eyes and spread to his heart.
Ma Zhong saw the flames ignited in the lighter, and did not dare to delay. He found a towel from the car, lit it again, laughed loudly, and threw down the carriage, sparks falling. The wolves retreated when they saw the fire, and watched unwillingly.
The two of us hid in the distance and screamed at the moon.
The wolves were getting further away, and they kept looking back while running. My body was getting hot, and suddenly I heard Ma Zhong cough. Looking down, I saw bursts of smoke rising from the bottom of the car.
"Damn, what's going on? You can't light up the car, can you?" I looked at Ma Zhong in surprise.
"Nonsense, how could I-" Ma Zhong got out of the car and saw that it was the towel he had just thrown out that had set the tires on fire. He didn't think much of it at the moment and jumped out of the car.
The fire was getting stronger and stronger. Through the lathe, I could see the red fire outside. I saw that Ma Zhong was extremely calm at the moment. I didn't expect him to save me, let alone escape.
Sure enough, the Sirius reflects the moon, the image of fire danger, and looking into the sky and the earth cannot change the disaster that is about to happen, but will only make the death more miserable!
In the shadow of the fire, he vaguely saw Ma Zhong taking off his coat and running up quickly, beating the flames and shouting.
He rushed into the fire in a few steps, opened the car door, and walked around
, stirred up bursts of black dust, and I saw that the back of his clothes was on fire. He shouted loudly and threw me out. I fell heavily to the ground, and I saw that he had become a burning man.
I rolled in front of him and tried to extinguish the flames with snow, but his clothes caught fire and stayed on for a long time. I shouted to him and helped him put out the flames on his body, and he kept doing it.
Rolling on the ground, I can best understand the pain of being burned by the fire. I know his current pain, but there is nothing he can do to save himself.
The fire on Ma Zhong's body gradually extinguished. I crawled over and took a look. He had been burned out of his human form by the fire, but he was not dead. The lower part of his lips had been scorched by the fire. Only his forehead was still intact, and he kept gnashing his mouth.
He wanted to say something to me, but he ran out of energy. His big, scorched hands were put on my shoulders, then lowered, and he kept blinking.
The old horse neighed, and its head fell heavily to the ground. Ma Zhong pointed to the snow in the distance with his burnt big finger. I looked in the direction of his finger, but there was nothing. I
Ask him in a low voice: "What are you looking for?"
He made a hoarse voice, and I looked in the direction where his hand was pointing. The fire was bright red, and there was nothing but grass ashes. My eyes were fixed on the snow under the wheel, and I saw a roll of smoke blackened by smoke.
A ball of paper. I protected my face with one hand to prevent it from being burned by the flames, and picked up the ball of paper with the other hand. Then I rolled on the spot and rolled next to Ma Zhong. I didn’t know what he wanted to do, but I always felt that he had something to say.
I said.
Ma Zhong took the paper ball as if he was holding a ball of fire. His hands could not help shaking and he shook out a bunch of keys. I looked at him doubtfully. He pointed at my handcuffs and then looked at the paper ball.
, said with difficulty: "Ningshuang..."
When I heard the word Ningshuang, I was startled and asked quickly: "Where is Ma Ningshuang?"
He pointed at the paper ball, gritted his teeth, his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and his hand fell heavily on the snow. At that moment, I could feel a soul full of unwillingness slipping away from me.
The charred body carried hatred, dreams and distant hopes. He may have thought a lot when he jumped into the fire, but they were all burned away.
When a person is about to die, he is also good at words. Looking at this bunch of keys, I felt sad. I tried the key on the handcuffs, and the handcuffs opened in response.
It is said that people in Hengda Shouzhuang are buried in the ground after death, but it is not easy to dig a pit in this ice and snow, but they are afraid that his body will be destroyed by the group of evil wolves, so they cruelly throw him into the fire, causing smoke and dust everywhere.
I spread out the remaining piece of paper and saw that it was a map drawn by hand with a pen. However, some places on the map were scorched black by the fire and were dilapidated. He shouted Ningshuang while holding the map. Maybe there was something on the map.
The pointed location was exactly where Ma Ningshuang was.
Then I took a closer look at the small characters written on the top of the map that were difficult to distinguish. I widened my eyes and looked at the map in the firelight. There were three small characters written on it - Fuhu Gang.
I heard Shui Xiaowu say that this Fuhu Gang is the tomb of Sima Yizhao, the founder of Hengda Shouzhuang. It is also the core of Hengda Shouzhuang. At this time every year, rudders from all over the country will gather at Qilinpo, the general rudder.
They will rush to worship first, and the helmsmen from various places will also rush to worship after finishing their discussions.
But the helmsman of Hengda Shouzhuang died in the fight for the king of ginseng, and those younger brothers may still be watching eagerly.
"This Fuhu Gang is almost as far as North Korea. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. When will we see Ma Ningshuang? But it doesn't seem like it took long for Ma Zhong to escape. I wonder if there is any shortcut?"
"I was sitting on the snow studying the map that was riddled with holes. Suddenly I heard the sound of treading on the snow in the distance. I looked around warily.
The fire gradually became smaller, but no human figures or animals were found. When I looked towards the way, I saw a woman wearing a white woolen coat, standing in the snow, who else could it be if it wasn't Si Weiqi.
At first glance, Si Weiqi’s body is quite a bit...
Due to the smell of dust, I didn't expect her to rush over so quickly, and hurriedly greeted her: "Sister Qi, you came so quickly, how is Old Dao'er doing now?"
"Don't worry, he's fine. I just didn't expect that in the end, I still couldn't save Ma Zhong."
"Thanks to him for saving me, otherwise I would have died today." I handed the map to Si Weiqi, she frowned and said to me: "I have also heard about this 'Fuhu Gang', if you can
The road is probably going to take ten and a half days, so what are you going to do there?"
After hearing this, I was secretly happy. I was worried that I could not find Fuhu Gang, so I said: "There may be a shortcut on this map. Ma Zhong sent Ma Ningshuang there, and he returned in just a few days."
"We can't go!" Si Weiqi said firmly.
"Why?" I looked at Si Weiqi in confusion.
Si Weiqi sighed and said seriously: "Taking that shortcut will certainly save a lot of time, but it will have to go through Guigudang and Qijuegou, where there are many evil ghosts and beasts. If there is no 'Hengda Shou Seal'
, even I can’t escape unscathed.”
"this......"
"What's more, you are now shouldering a heavy responsibility. You are no longer the lonely Lin Kun before, nor the 'Golden Marshal' who can do whatever you want. You are the 'Blue Dragon', one of the four spirits."
I was shocked after hearing this, "What?"
"In fact, I have wanted to tell you this for a long time, but I was afraid that you were not mentally prepared, so I never said it. By chance, you were accidentally infected by Long Yuan during the battle at Moving Mountain Gate. Instead, I wish you to cultivate and become a pure body.
!”
After hearing this, I was shaken and terrified. I didn’t expect that my life now carries the burden of saving the common people. “But how could the mysterious person know this?”
"You should have guessed this, otherwise, you would not agree to Ye Heping to investigate this matter alone."
"I'm here to save lives for Pangu's sake!"
"It's destiny, why do unnecessary things for the sake of the mirror?"
"Sister Qi, what do you mean?"
"Pangu's heart cannot save people's lives. Whether it is Wang Zhaojun, Su Xiaoxiao, or others, they are already people in history, and it is impossible to return to the real world. This is the way of heaven. Changes are against the will of heaven.
You should know the consequences of your life." Si Weiqi said solemnly, "Since your love is still intact, I will go to Fuhu Gang with you to understand your thoughts. However, you must not be infatuated again!"
"Sister Qi, it turns out you know everything."
"I don't want to know."
"Then what does the mysterious man want Pangu Xin to do?"
"Pangu's heart is the heart of the white tiger, which is transformed from the essence of the white tiger. Only by finding Pangu's heart can the white tiger be awakened."
"White Tiger? Where is the White Tiger?"
Si Weiqi didn't answer, her eyes hesitated, she took my hand and walked forward. But I knew that maybe this white tiger was in the so-called Fuhu Gang.
"Sister Qi, who is that mysterious man? Is there a big force behind him?"
"Power?" Si Weiqi was stunned, "It is the entire human race."
"Forehead......"
"The mysterious man you are talking about is actually a member of the Yao tribe, a small tribe in southern Xinjiang in ancient times. They live in a wild rain forest and have little contact with the outside world. People in the tribe, regardless of age or gender, can
He used some poison magic. The mysterious man was the eldest son of the clan leader. During the day, he followed his father to cut bamboo and weave frames, and at night, he practiced poison skills. But one day, a strangely dressed man came to the village, which changed him and even the whole world.
The fate of our people!”
Chapter completed!