Chapter 13: Blessing

Old Wei's attitude changed, and Xiang Shujun's eyes were kind of kind. www.sto123.cc
After the swamp escaped, the villagers also disappeared. Shu Jun originally thought that the old man had been soft, but he had never seen such a thing. His eyes made him straight.
The residents ran away (dry gan), and Zhu Yanchen picked a (dry gan) house. It can be seen that the room used to be a kitchen, the materials were barren, only some salt and rice eroded by corrosion. Shu Jun raised the stove and skillfully roasted the mutant animal's legs. Peel the skin carefully, the (meat rou) has a bit of salt, and the taste is much better. If there are more spices, maybe it can really serve as a dish after baking.
It is that the erosive content is too high for normal people to eat.
Zhu Yanchen couldn't beat the nutrient. This time he also soaked something else-the new food was mixed with water, and it looked like a colorless jelly after it puffed up, and it didn't taste good to look at it. Marshal Zhu loosened Old Wei's hands, cut some jelly and handed it to the old man, and started eating it by himself.
Mr. Marshal quite abides by the rule of not talking and not talking, let alone a few words, Shu Jun can't even hear the other party's chewing and swallowing.
Old Wei was also unexpectedly obedient. He just looked at Shu Jun at every turn. Being stared scorchingly by such a half-melted person, Shu Jun's hand was a little stiff.
"I have something to say straight." In the end, Shu Jun couldn't help but sprinkled some salt on (肉rou), and patiently asked questions.
"Afraid of outsiders (inserting in the cha), every time we live in a new place, we will choose the next migration place in advance. I know where the eclipse has gone, and I can take you to keep up."
Zhu Yanchen paused with the spoon in his hand, and Shu Jun used a knife to cut off the piece (rou rou): "Oh, I haven't seen you cooperate like this before. It's a pity that I don't count this matter, you have to look at that person. "
He raised the oily knife and pointed at Zhu Yanchen who was a few steps away.
"No, he doesn't understand, he has a chain for you." Old Wei Shen said mysteriously, "and you will understand, you will definitely understand."
After that, he stared at Shu Jun with scorching eyes, as if expecting him to continue to ask questions.
Shu Jun has a stomachache, every second on the battlefield is precious, he has always been tired of having something to say. This old man is a typical man, he can't fart with three sticks, and going upside down for a long time is equivalent to saying nothing.
"Understand. Everyone eats, let's talk about it." He replied perfunctorily, cutting off another piece of meat and turning over the animal's leg.
Old Wei's face twitched, and Zhu Yanchen coughed a few times, as if he was choked.
"Ayan, how about let's follow the past tonight?" Seeing Zhu Yanchen stopped the spoon, Shu Jun swallowed (rou rou) in his mouth.
The eclipse marsh was just agitated by him, and it is estimated that he is still on alert. In the same way, the villagers of the waste village—the village chief was taken away, and the eroded bog also ran away in disgrace. At this moment, they are determined to panic. Zhu Yanchen came for intelligence, and those who (stab ci) helped Liushen Wuzhu can not get good information.
It's better to wait until the night is quiet and people are calm, and then ask this old man to lead the way and find a few key people to ask about the situation.
... And Zhu Yanchen also needs to rest, this person has stayed (sleeping in Shui).
Shu Jun played with the knife he picked up, thinking how to briefly explain his thoughts, Zhu Yanchen had already responded.
"Understood. I'll take a break first, and I will bother you to keep me awhile."
This exchange is as comfortable as ever.
Being stared at by Old Wei was uncomfortable, and fearing that the old man would whisper for a while, Shu Junsuo (sexual xing) locked him inside. Zhu Yanchen didn't put on airs. He turned over a few pieces of plastic sheeting and spread them on the ground, and just lay down.
He lay on his side with his back to Shu Jun, unconsciously or intentionally. Shu Jun continued to chew (the meat rou), subconsciously lowering his voice. I don’t know if it’s been too long to communicate by words, the atmosphere between the two is not as embarrassing as he thought.
"I'm not used to being with people for a long time." When Shu Jun thought Zhu Yanchen (Shui Shui) was sleeping, Marshal Zhu came suddenly. "...Just say anything that is unpleasant, don't mind."
If it weren't for a chain between the two, Shu Jun dumbly thought they were traveling companions going out for sightseeing.
Forget it, he was unplanned anyway. The Ayan I know is not very outgoing. If I ignore the current delicate situation, the other party's attitude is pretty good.
"Yeah." Shu Jun replied in a low voice, almost choked by (肉rou).
Zhu Yanchen let out a nearly silent sigh, arched his back slightly, and breathed lightly.
With sharp hooks, Shu Jun couldn't chuck his fingers happily. He wiped the oil on his hands with a cloth towel and realized that this was a rare peaceful time. Zhu Yanchen (sleeping Shui) is now, there is no (gan gan) disturbance, it is suitable for quiet thinking.
No hostility to Zhu Yanchen for the time being does not mean that he does not hate the "npc" organization that controls his companions. After I learned the truth, I had a headache and quickly forgot the content of the truth. The player...No, what control mechanism is in the mind of a He (cheng) person. As the marshal Zhu Yanchen was so hard to solve, the agency is estimated to be difficult to handle.
Zhu Yanchen never talked to him about this topic, and he needed information in this regard. Even if it takes time to (touch Mo) to clear (body shen) his physical condition, he can't follow Marshal Zhu stupidly and do nothing himself.
Shu Jun glanced at the chain on his wrist.
At this moment he only has one wish, if Zhu Yanchen is really his "friend", it would be great. He didn't know why Zhu Yanchen, a high-ranking and powerful person, ran out for himself, and why he left himself. At this stage, they are getting along fairly well, if in the future the two stand against each other...
Shu Jun sighed and moved his eyes along the chain to Zhu Yanchen. The man still turned his back to him, his back slightly arched, and he didn't have the usual sense of rules, as if he had suffered some pain. Thinking of the wound on the opponent's body, Shu Jun leaned forward, trying to check the bleeding.
The smell of the food dissipated a lot, and he realized only then that Zhu Yanchen's smell was a bit wrong.
The smell is not a peculiar smell, it does not smell bad. Shu Jun's sense of smell is not sharp, he is just familiar with the smell. As the leading elite team in Erosion, the Blackbirds have been on the front lines of the battlefield all the year round. In addition to direct attrition, it is not uncommon for them to die.
There is always some smell on the patient, and Zhu Yanchen smells like moist grave soil.
With that new injury alone, it is impossible to brew a decadent taste so quickly. This person (body shen) is not very healthy, and the state must have lasted for a long time. Shu Jun frowned and moved closer. He began to sincerely dislike Zhu Yanchen's protective clothing and mask, which covered up all possible clues. The distance was so close, he could only see pale skin through the goggles.
Thinking about it now, I don't know if it was born white or sickly pale. Zhu Yanchen's movements are neat, his combat power is not low, and his physical strength is no problem, he didn't think about that at all.
He was busy observing, straight to Zhu Yanchen's eyes that suddenly opened, before he could move away.
Zhu Yanchen: "...what's wrong?"
Shu Jun was embarrassed for a moment, and quickly adjusted his emotions: "It's nothing, it's not that you can't control your emotions. I think it's good if you are really hijacked."
As expected, Zhu Yanchen didn't think this joke was funny. It's just that compared to alertness, the emotions in those eyes are extremely complicated, so complicated that Shu Jun can't understand it.
"It's really good." Marshal Zhu answered calmly. "I have a good rest, let's go see the situation of Old Wei..."
"How long have you been (sleeping in Shui)?! Do you have fifteen minutes?"
"I have a good rest."
"At this stage, if you fall down, I will be in trouble." Shu Jun unceremoniously pushed the person back, 睡Shui) yours, (睡Shui) don't get up for less than five hours."
Anyway, I can't strip this person out for clues, and there is no team doctor to verify. Shu Jun grinned and sat down on the plastic sheet, (gan Gan) closed his eyes and began to think about the next plan.
Zhu Yanchen's fingers moved in place, as if he wanted to catch something. He didn't say anything, turned his back to Shu Jun again, and went to sleep (Shui Shui).
Old Wei stayed inside until sunset.
"The new place we are looking for is not far away, just to the west." Old Wei's leg was completely diseased and he couldn't walk at all. Had Shu Jun not been able to control the wind, there would have been troubles along the way.
When it comes to the benefits of flying, the field of vision is definitely one of them. The marsh swamp is black (color), lined with gray ground, and it is also eye-catching at night. Not to mention the dots of fire around it. Although the villagers of the Desolate Village tried to hide those rays, they never thought about guarding against the sky.
Seeing that they were still some distance away from the new abandoned village, Old Wei called to stop.
Shu Jun grabbed the two of them and braked sharply in the air. The sky in the erosion zone was gloomy, and the three of them stopped in the air, not too conspicuous.
"The ceremony is being held." Old Wei's eyes shone, and his skin looks more terrifying. "You can see more and wait."
Shu Jun and Zhu Yanchen looked at each other.
As if afraid that Shu Jun would be perfunctory again, Old Wei hurriedly added a few more words: "Boy, I don't know who you are. We were wrong with the soldiers who killed the corpse disposal department, but we also have troubles. You have seen it too. We are waiting for death in the city. We cannot enter the soil for safety when we die. We have to be taken as fodder for the swamp by the surname Zhu."
The surname Zhu is not very common, and Shu Jun turned his face, obviously interested. Since Zhu Yanchen didn't say a word, don't let the information sent to the door be for nothing.
Seeing Shu Jun's interest in this topic, Old Wei's spirits rejuvenated and chattered even more happily.
"I'll make it clear. The real corpse handler is my grandson. Right now he (shen) is in good health and lives in the city. Others are inside, telling me a lot, and I promise to be true— It's been so many years, everyone's energy is increasing (strengthening) purification, and Zhu Yanchen is holding on to those weird researches, and the research has been carried out for more than ten years and there is no result."
"Everyone thinks, you have to die with dignity. Anyway, we people are unlucky, taking medicine is not worth it, do you think it is fair? Since the surname Zhu is not worthy, we want to move out, anyway. To have a grave, die with more dignity. God pity us... Look, look over there."
Half-melted fingers pointed to the swamp below the people.
Shu Jun saw the woman posing as the corpse handler again, and her hairpin was very easy to recognize. At this moment, she was carefully touching (touching Mo) the edge of the swamp, and whispered in her mouth: "囡囡, 囡囡."
The scene that followed made Shu Jun's hair explode.
The liquid column on the surface of the erosion swamp stretches higher, drawing a mottled outline in the air. The outline is not limited to individuals, as if there are groups of transparent figures floating in the sky above the eroded marsh, mottled with eroded material, only the parts covered by the eroded material can be seen.
At first glance, the upper part of the pool is filled with a mix of various human body parts, and they hang quietly, like (dry gan) black lotus leaves.
The woman is still yelling: "Nanny, come here."
The eclipse continued to surge, reluctantly (qiang) to form a little girl, it tremblingly moved, trying to get closer. Eventually it stopped at a distance of two or three steps from the woman, and opened its arms as if asking for a hug.
Shu Jun personally slashed (killed sha) a lot of monsters spawned by eclipse, and fought with eclipse itself, but he had never seen such a situation.
"We have found a way to survive." Old Wei said excitedly, "I know that the people above are not sick or disaster, can you be more diligent?... Our physique, maybe it is not bad luck, it is blessed. "
"I saw you eroded, how did you survive?"
"We can also survive this way and become normal people, right?"