Chapter 113: .Jingsuitai Expressway (3)

"Leave it alone, Tian Jiajia has only one death!" Zhong Xiao, who has been silent, suddenly shouted, "Don't engage in the benevolence of women, burns and salvation, too much blood loss, and this situation can't be saved now!"
What he said made sense, and Lan Xin also understood this, but she still had a hint of hope, looking at the original face sadly: "Please, brother, think again, is there any other way... Tian Jiajia is a woman Child, if she disfigures..."
Yuan Rong choked up and said extremely cruel words: "Sorry. Sulphur and realgar can expel the moths, but once the moths have tasted the blood, these things are useless. The only thing that can save her now is the fire... "
"Come on, Zhao Pengtian!" Zhong Xiao was still urging there, full of pain and pain. "Don't hesitate, just drag on..."
Zhao Pengtian shot.
The overwhelming fire burst into flames in a flash, like the brightly blooming red lotus, which illuminated the air-raid shelter. The fire seemed to be wise, and when approaching Tian Jiajia, he gently wrapped her and only burned the moths.
But the fire on the moth was not under control.
Creatures crackled and burned into small flames, and they became a piece of fire for a moment. Seeing that they were almost burned, Zhao Pengtian summoned back the fire, and Lan Xin manipulated the surrounding sand to pour out the flames.
This trick is obviously very useful, all moths were burned to death.
Lan Xin endured the choking smell of smoke and hurried forward, disregarding nausea, throwing away the remains of the moth and pushing Tian Jiajia: "Are you okay, wake up!"
Tian Jiajia was lightly touched and fell to the ground with a bang.
I saw Tian Jiajia's "body" twisted on the ground, and then opened his mouth--
Millions of silkworm chrysalis creep out slowly!
Lan Xin couldn't help screaming loudly, her spirit was nearly collapsed by this disgusting and thrilling scene: "What, what! Ah!--"
Voigt roared in a low voice: "Zhao Pengtian, burn--"
The fire in Zhao Pengtian's hands rushed out again, sweeping through the body of silkworm chrysalis and Tian Jiajia slowly creeping on the ground.
In the end, everything turned to ashes.
Lan Xin couldn't cry anymore, staring blankly at the cruelty on the ground. I don't know what the chrysalis chrysalis is. The fire is thick and thick, and the ground is covered with thick black liquid, like little bit of dry asphalt.
Everyone was silent, looking at each other, not paying attention to privacy, changing their clothes to long-sleeved trousers, wearing silk scarves around their necks, Zhong Xiao, a cautious neurotic, wearing a mask, and leaking a pair of sharp eyes Outside, it's hilarious.
But no one can laugh.
Yuan Rong was also wrapped up by Voigt with a large coat. This sports coat was the size of a man XXL. He was wrapped around his body. His two sleeves were more than ten centimeters long, and he was thrown around. It was quite fun.
He whispered comfort: "Sister, we have tried our best..."
"I know..." Lan Xin choked with sadness. "Just unexpectedly, she would die so..." easily.
Those who have survived the advanced deity upgrade test, which is not the strong, which is not the essence, which is not... stepping on the body of another tester?
If Tian Jiajia died by fighting a monster, at least he made efforts for his destiny. But such a dramatic and sudden death made everyone cold.
But since you have chosen to come in, you have to prepare yourself.
Without any pause, the crowd moved on.
Zhong Xiao analyzed his voice in a low voice: "I thought that this is pure puzzle reasoning, such as finding secrets and the truth of the year. It seems wrong. The appearance of monsters that cannot be explained by common sense will not be an example. Everyone... be careful."
Two minutes later, the fork appeared.
The same stone cave entrance, the bifurcation angle does not diverge.
"Which way?"
Zhao Pengtian glanced to the left for a moment, the flashlight struck light in, and was swallowed by the darkness in an instant, unable to see what was at the end; the same was true on the right.
Lan Xin motioned to everyone to be quiet and listen to the wind, but the wind was everywhere and could not tell where it came from.
Zhong Xiao concluded: "Let's go separately. Everyone must remember that we are not walking through the maze and finding a mouth; our purpose is to complete the task. If we want to go out, we just turn around. So, there may be clues to the two forks, go One side will definitely lose information on the other side."
Xu Yingjie hesitated. He and Tian Jiajia seemed to have a good relationship. Tian Jiajia's death caused him a great blow. He said anxiously: "It's too dangerous to go apart!"
The chubby girl didn't want to separate: "The place is too small here. I can't show my ability and I can't help. If we separate again, we may really be weak."
"Here is the difficulty of S grade," Lan Xin's throat was hoarse, "Careful."
Without a conclusion for a moment, Yuan Rong suddenly asked timidly: "Well, you want to explore the air raid shelter, right? Here you are, just play it thoroughly, you can walk from the left to the right."
Well, if you go all over again, the chance of death is doubled.
What he said was not unreasonable. Zhong Xiao's refuted, frowning eyebrows stretched a little: "Also. Anyway, the time is not in a hurry, we look at both sides."
Not in a hurry? Yuan Rong raised his eyebrows. Is there a countdown limit for the square?
These S and other tasks do not seem to be completed by killing time... interesting.
The group chose to go left first.
Yuan Rong leaned softly in Voigt's wide arms, covered with a large coat, and felt comfortable and sleepy. At first, he excused himself, and he couldn't investigate casually. However, it's enough to watch this group of fools toss themselves, as long as he is disturbing his thoughts, they can play themselves to death.
Echoing, only the clutter of footsteps.
Without distracting the original content of the investigation, I heard something strange.
He gently crossed Voigt's broad shoulders and looked back.
"What's the matter?" Voigt asked softly, "What did you see?"
Others regarded it as indifferent, but actually raised their ears in full, hoping that the NPC would actively reveal some clues. Sure enough, I lived up to Voigt tired and hugged for a long time, and said in a timid manner: "I suddenly remembered a story. When we were very young, in elementary school, we all liked to talk to each other."
"Jingsuitai County is too small, so small... When the War of Resistance Against Japan came, there were only three Japanese soldiers. They didn't even bring guns, because they were only the lowest soldiers of the lowest-ranking army, and they were sent to work as pathfinders. He stumbled and found the village of Jingsuitai in the deep mountain. The villagers did not know about the war outside. Three people who spoke and did not understand the language came. Everyone was very new.
"These three soldiers, like most soldiers, forcibly recruited them. They all held the heart of the mortal cannon fodder and hid their identities. They stayed in the village and thought about being able to drag one day to one day. As a result, this drag was several year.
"The troops did not know whether they forgot them or thought they died outside, and no more information came.
"The three soldiers slowly learned the Chinese language and lived together in peace and happiness. They also married their wives and gave birth to children, and they happily blended into the village and lived happily.
"Then the war was over. Xinhuaxia was established, and the people who sent agrarian reforms to it told the victory of the Xinhuaxia war. Everyone was very happy. The three Japanese soldiers were not handed over, and the village chief comforted them. They No bad things will be reported.
"But it didn't take long to hide things. When the land reform was divided, the three soldiers were exposed.
"The people above said kindly that these prisoner-of-war states would settle, and then took three soldiers to their hukou. The three soldiers went happily, and the boulders in their children's hearts fell to the ground.
"But they never came back. Some people said that they were sent back to their country; some people said that their families died on the battlefield and deliberately took revenge; others said that they were killed on the road..."
The original content slowly slowed down, and the voice was low and small, as if coming from a very distant sky.
"It is said that when it was through this bomb shelter, the three soldiers happily talked about their future life, and then the unguarded man from behind was madly hacked to death by a hatred-obsessed person..."
Lan Xin couldn't help but tremble and couldn't help looking backwards: "Is this really true? My God, isn't this the favorite ghost story in the movie! Follow your Avengers or something!"
Zhong Xiao's face didn't change, but his clenched fists betrayed his nervousness. While saying "There can't be ghosts", he also said "Here might be a spiritual test." The contradictory original content wanted to laugh.
He looked quietly at the back, as if there were ghosts of "three soldiers" there, waiting for everything to end, and returned to the small village to meet his wife and children.
But... there is indeed something there, just the opposite of what he said.
In Yuanrong's right eye, he brought a contact lens.
[Ultra-high technology of Lord Machiko], the result of one mission, you can see... things that are not part of the world.
In the dark, there are indeed ghosts of Japanese soldiers wearing military uniforms, but... far more than three! The empty mournful eyes, the ragged military uniforms hanging on the skulls, they cried, and the cry of grief and injustice mixed in the wind, and the black air pressure filled the spacious air raid shelter, at least a hundred people looked roughly!
He turned his head back quietly and flinched into Voigt's arms, and the man patted him comfortably: "Don't be afraid, it's just a story."
He squinted his dark eyes, "Is there a ghost in the world?"
Voigt comforted him: "No, the world is scientific."
Zhong Xiao couldn't answer. There may be no real world, but here... just a small test world, everything is possible. He suddenly felt a little pitiful about this NPC, and the truth they thought was actually just a story clip in the eyes of others. How pitiful.
Lan Xin heard some clues: "You mean that Jingsuitai County is very small, so the Japanese army has only three people?"
Yuan Rong nodded: "The story says so."
"Then... why is there such a bomb shelter?"
Everyone was startled.
Yes, since people here are far away from the world and do not know the war, why is there still an obvious product left over from the war, the "air-raid shelter"? Moreover, the task point is clearly in the period of World War II, excluding the possibility of modern products.
The original face is lying?
No, he is a plot character, and it doesn’t make sense to lie. Even if it is not a plot task, it is a disguised tester, and such a lame lie will be exposed at once.
Zhong Xiao's uncertain opening: "Will it be, this is not a bomb shelter at all?"
Seeing everyone's attention, Zhong Xiao said: "No one can understand what happened in the past. Modern people feel like an air-raid shelter. So, along the way, we can find that the size here is much larger than that built by China. Scale. I think it’s more like a tunnel here."
Everyone is awakened. Indeed, it is more like a train bridge hole or a transport tunnel through the mountains, so that the area is so long and wide.
Yuan Rong skimmed, cut, and almost exposed.
Lan Xin also felt wrong: "In his story, three soldiers were killed in this bomb shelter, that is to say, there was already this place at that time. Since Jingsuitai Village is so small, shouldn't it be a transportation tunnel? "
Zhong Xiao changed his mind: "Don't forget that things like folk tales are often combined with reality and fiction. In the process of spreading stories and legends, they will be added to by various intermediaries, making them more complicated."
He then took a hard look at the original body in Voigt’s arms, and could not see the original look clearly: "It is still the sentence, since the plot characters exist, the existence is reasonable, and his existence must be necessary. , Why his family did not allow him to go to college, we have not yet explained."
Hearing that, Rongrong grasped the clothes on Voigert's chest tightly, and Voigt lowered his head to meet the water vapor-filled eyes. He couldn't help but soften: "It's okay, wait until you think about it."
This man did not fully trust him.
Yuan Rong sinks his eyes, and Zhong Xiao has begun to shy away from saying the word "character character" in front of him, indicating that he trusts at least 80%, but it is the care of Voigt that can be floated on the surface.
After a few minutes, another fork appeared.
The little fat girl looked at both sides curiously for a while, then shook her head: "I can't see anything."
I wonder if it's an illusion, the musty smell that lingers between the noses is getting stronger and stronger, as if there is something that has been rotting for a long time, it is buried under their feet, and the rot is dissipated for a long time.
Zhong Xiao stepped silently on the ground and found something. He squatted: "There's no cement here?" He reached out and pressed, and dug a little more dirt.
Dirt roads are soft and moist because of long-term moisture infiltration. There are few people here, and the dirt is still clean.
"Where are you going? Don't go the wrong way," Xu Yingjie was nervous. "Let's turn around and go to the right?"
The chubby girl looked at her brother, and at the heart of Lan Xin who had been making suggestions. The latter shook his head: "I think there is a fork in the road, which means that the road is right. Let's go and see."
In accordance with the principle of good distinction, everyone left again.
It's getting quieter. At the beginning, there were still footsteps echoing on the cement road. Now the sandy road under the foot only has a quiet "sand" sound, and there are water "ticks" in the middle from time to time, which makes people uncomfortable to hear. Within easy reach. But the sound of the water came from nowhere, and Zhong Xiao stopped and watched the whole circle, and found no leak.
Ten minutes later, the fork appeared again.
Xu Yingjie is on the verge of collapse: "Why is it a fork in the road! Let's go the wrong way!"
Tian Jiajia’s death hit him a lot. His tossing and turning in his mouth was the wrong way and a few words, which really put pressure on the team.
Lan Xin and Zhong Xiao, who made the choice of the road, were said to have a very bad complexion. Voigt made a wink. The chubby girl comforted her brother, and the remaining four people got together.
Lan Xin complained in a low voice: "How can he live up to his psychological quality now? I really..."
Voigt comforted: "My dead companion is uncomfortable. Keep going? Or turn around?"
Lan Xin glanced at Zhong Xiao, who gave her a firm look.
"Go on. I suspect that the road is just swaying," Zhong Xiao pointed to the ground. "You find it, it's getting more and more tide. It stands to reason that if the air raid shelter is completely blocked, it shouldn't be. The exit connects to the outside world."
Zhao Pengtian thinks what he said makes sense: "Continue to the left?"
But before waiting for everyone to hit the road, Lan Xin frowned: "Slow down!"
Facing everyone's puzzled eyes, Lan Xin's eyes were burning: "Just now, Mr. Zhong also said that our purpose is not to find a mouth, but to do a task to find information. Why is it now that we are looking for an outside exit?"
This question made the atmosphere strange, and Zhong Xiao sneered behind the mask, dumbfounded: "Why, what do you want to say? Doubt me? If you work together, can I still harm you?"
He slowly said, "I am going to revise the conclusion just now. This little NPC said that the three soldiers were killed here, and what is the source? Is that Jingsuitai County! Everyone saw the sign on the highway just now, away from the well Suitai is 17km. It is calculated that people can walk 5 kilometers in one hour at normal speed. We can get there in about three hours. I suspect that this tunnel might be Jingsuitai. Our task clues may be concentrated there. !"
His logic is no problem, and it is also a theory for the sake of the team. Lan Xin nodded reluctantly.
But the original content, but secretly raised the corner of his mouth.
17km is right, but is the direction reversed? Since Yuanrong came from Jingsuitai County, can this place still be behind the bomb shelter? This Zhong Xiao, said he was smart and silly and cute, or... lest the world would not be chaotic?