Chapter 454

"... if I had known that one day I would have to walk so much, I might as well have let that * * * * * * * * * bite me to death at the beginning."

In the hot and dazzling sunlight, with every step taken by Lin Sanjiu, bursts of choking dust particles will be stirred up in the dry air. Looking out, there is nothing in these blocks - all buildings, streets and man-made facilities have somehow turned into a thick layer of yellow sand dust, which has been piled up high to people's calves; If you step on it, it's like stepping into quicksand under the thick dust and smoke. It takes a lot of effort to pull your foot out.

Walking in such an environment is already a very uncomfortable thing; However, coupled with the complaints of Qing Dynasty's long stay and renovation, it really needs special endurance.

Lin Sanjiu covered his mouth and tried not to ask the story between him and **********.

"Really, how can you come to such a place?" Qing Jiuliu mumbled, and the liquid level in the bottle of whisky in his hand suddenly dropped a little - which immediately interrupted his words. Puff up his mouth, he rinsed his mouth with wine very happily, and then swallowed it reluctantly - just after drinking whisky, he immediately opened his mouth again: "... I want to know that the cigarette hotel won't be here, otherwise it would have turned into yellow sand together with the store?"

"Then give me a more detailed description?" Lin Sanjiu raised his eyebrows. "The cigarette hotel was originally on the side of a road, next to a telegraph pole - this is nonsense."

Qing Jiuliu stopped talking. For a long time, I only heard him sigh, and the wine in the bottle made another thud.

[light of hope for bankrupt drunkards]

People who are not addicted to something cannot understand the feeling of scratching the liver and lungs and feeling uncomfortable all over! When there is no wine or money, it seems that you can only think about one thing back and forth in your mind... It's too painful! It's easy to say that if you sell the junk in a seller, you can always buy several packages; But for mellow wine, the money in your pocket is a drop in the bucket

If only you could touch the bottle and drink the wine in it - one day, an alcoholic really developed such a skill.

Since the initial goal is wine, this ability can only make the drunkard draw away the liquid inside through some kind of barrier: draw away the wine through the bottle. Draw blood through the skin. Take urine through the bladder... Of course, probably no one wants the last thing. All the pumped liquid must enter the body of the master of ability - that is, the drunkard can only pump the amount of liquid that his body can hold; If it's a whole person's blood, he will explode first. For this risk. Drunkards enjoy it.

PS: This ability can ignore the impact of mixing different blood types. After all, no matter what kind of blood you are. When qingjiuliu arrives, his body will turn into alcohol.

"Anyway, I can recognize it when I get there." After Lin Sanjiu pressed again, Qing Jiuliu muttered, "I want to find a place earlier than you."

It's like tying a radish in front of the donkey. Every once in a while, Lin San Jiu would take out a bottle of wine and a cigarette to hang him forward; If she meets a convenience store selling cigarettes and alcohol again, she must fight with Qing Jiuliu to put away all the new cigarettes and alcohol - fortunately, as long as she pays attention to his hands, Lin Sanjiu has never lost again.

The two walked more than half of the city bit by bit, but the boundary of the city had long been blurred by the erosion of the doomsday, and they did not know the exact scope; Just two days passed in a row, and I didn't see the dark blue building.

The more he walked, the more he couldn't help being anxious.

It's been a long time since Ji Shanqing can hardly stay in the building - although he doesn't know what happened to the other party, the only thing he can do now seems to be to look for clues left by him in the building first.

... if she can still find the building.

After claiming for the seventh time that "this pole looks familiar" to a certain electric pole, Qing Jiuliu took advantage of the situation to sit down on the side of the road and refused to walk again until he had a rest.

Lin San had no choice but to sit down with him; After thinking about it, taking advantage of the opportunity of someone around, she also asked Qing Jiuliu to record a recording of "immunity to crypt particles" in the [recorder] - because similar abilities can only be used once, she decided to save this until the last minute.

"I don't know how you survived the doomsday." Lin Sanjiu glanced at Qing Jiuliu, who was lying on the sidewalk in a drunken mood. It seemed that he was about to fall asleep or die. "How many worlds is this?"

The man who was submerged by his beard and hair raised his hand for a long time, making a surprising "six".

"It's just surviving. It's not difficult." He said vaguely, "soft and drunk, I've lived for so long... But it's not easy to die."

"Do you want to die?"

"Oh, that's not true." The wine in the bottle suddenly became shorter, and Qing Jiuliu murmured: "... People will die. I just hope my death can come in alcohol, cigarettes, soft beds and sleep - forget it, girls. They will be sad if I die."

Lin Sanjiu couldn't think of anyone who would feel sad for him - and it was still plural.

The two of them said a few words together. I don't know whether it was because of the anxiety and pressure in her heart, or because she hadn't drunk a mouthful for several days. She pursed her dry and pale lips like an old leather sofa, sighed deeply, and closed her mouth - after all, every word she said was like cutting her dry throat with a knife.

"Why don't you drink water?" Qing Jiuliu suddenly asked, and then waved his hand: "... Forget it, I don't really care."

"... nonsense, don't you go crazy after drinking it?" Even though many lines flashed in his heart, Lin Sanjiu still answered.

"Have you drunk? Are you crazy? Or have you seen others drink crazy?"

"No - but once exposed to the air..."

"Who said that?" Qing Jiuliu suddenly sat up. He took out the cigarette and lit it, as if he intended to make her see clearly, and put it into his mouth. "You see, according to the theory of what crypt particles, putting cigarettes in my mouth should have made me crazy."

Lin Sanjiu was stunned - she had been subconsciously thinking that cigarettes were not food, so she didn't think about this aspect; Now he reminds me that it seems to be true

"And if you breathe directly through the mouth and nose, you will also ingest acupoint particles, but people are fine." She frowned. He said to himself.

"So, the rules of this world are a little strange. It's OK to drink water, but not wine." Qing Jiuliu sighed regretfully, and his voice gradually lowered: "... In the aroma of wine, put the mouth of a cool glass bottle on his lips. But it's a ceremony."

Lin Sanjiu didn't say anything. He was absorbed in an idea that had just floated up.

Clean water is OK. But not alcohol... Cigarettes and breathing

What food and wine have in common, what breathing and water have in common

She was shocked when she thought of this.

If my guess is correct, even if there is a way to remove the crypt particles on the surface of food. I'm afraid eating it will also be the consequence of insanity——

Looking up, Lin Sanjiu just wanted to say something to Qing Jiuliu, and then he couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't know when he fell asleep - he just lay on the ground carelessly, exposed his stomach in front of a stranger, and snored heavily.

Lin Sanjiu shook his head and sighed.

At present, there is no need to take this guy with him. Anyway, he can't find a place.

Just can't just throw it away.

She dragged the sleeping Qingjiu to a small compartment with an ATM machine beside the road. Although the compartment has been smashed into a mess, and even the machine has become a scrap iron full of wires, at least half of the door is blocked - after plugging a dead pig like man into the door, and then standing up, Lin Sanjiu immediately froze.

... as the saying goes, there is no place to look for when you step on iron shoes. It takes no time to get it.

Just now, when she was sitting on the ground, her vision was blocked by another building - at this time, she stood up and changed the angle. With a sweep of her eyes, the dark blue, slightly crooked building in the distance fell into Lin Sanjiu's vision.

Unexpectedly, Qing Jiuliu was finally right once!

Lin Sanjiu's heart beat quickly for a few times, but he took two steps back and looked around. Seeing that there seemed to be no one in the surrounding streets, she called out two bottles of wine and a cigarette from the card library, put them at qingjiuliu's feet, and then walked slowly and vigilantly across the street towards the office building.

The building is shorter and more crooked than the previous impression, and the bottom is obviously collapsed by impact; Although it makes no sense to say so, it looks like it was accidentally not stabilized and crashed when it landed from the air

In this way, the smoke Hotel seems to have the same impact trace.

The neighborhood is well preserved, except that the shops along the street are smoked into coke like black by fireworks, and there is a cry from afar from time to time. It seems that it is a faint illusion that it is back before the end.

When Lin Sanjiu just passed a convenience store, she suddenly stopped at the corner.

Turning the corner and going straight for a few hundred meters, it was the building - however, Lin Sanjiu not only didn't move forward, but gently retreated two steps; With a gentle swing of her hand, [tornado whip] immediately dropped from her fingers.

It seemed to realize that her whereabouts had been exposed - a huge shadow suddenly popped out from the corner and hit a small tornado released by her head-on; The two quickly covered half the sky, entangled and collided with each other - only the tornado screamed and struggled in the air for several times, but was quickly swallowed up by the shadow at an unimaginable speed.

As soon as the wind in the air disappeared, Lin Sanjiu immediately retreated a few steps, and then he saw that the shadow floating in the air was originally a piece of red velvet cloth, which looked like a stage curtain in the theater.

"Hey, you can find me," came a childlike, tender voice from the back of the corner - but when the man came out, it was a short man with a huge forehead. He looked at Lin Sanjiu and raised his eyebrows. On his forehead, which was about the size of a brick, there were several dense raised head lines immediately: "... I obviously wrapped my body shape and breath?"

Indeed - in fact, Lin Sanjiu didn't find anyone behind the corner at all. She just walked halfway, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, but she didn't want to go any further - speaking, she couldn't remember how many times she had been saved by her intuition.

"What are you doing?" Lin Sanjiu lowered his chin coldly and moved his hand slightly, which had been replaced by [high frequency particle concussion cutting knife].

The short man opposite will only reach her shoulder, which should not exceed 1.6 meters; Although he spoke in a childish voice, his wrinkled rough black skin made his age look possible from 40 to 60 - the short man looked at the knife in her hand and seemed to squint with satisfaction: "nothing, I'll beat you up, so I can ask you."

"It makes sense." Lin Sanjiu smiled slightly. While talking, his figure had disappeared from the original place - he didn't even have time to raise his eyes. The short man had been covered by a shadow cast on his head.

Although the cruel words are loud, his skill is really not good; Just when the knife in Lin Sanjiu's hand was about to remove one of his shoulders, the short man reacted and shouted "closing!"—— Then, a piece of red rose from nowhere and instantly swallowed the long knife in her hand.

Even the diamond can be cut [high frequency particle concussion cutting knife], which was rolled by this thick and soft velvet cloth, unexpectedly immediately stopped the "buzzing" sound, and even this cloth was not cut - as if it was trapped in the mud, Lin Sanjiu pumped hard for a few times but did not pull it out; When her body fell heavily on the ground, the long knife had been submerged and completely disappeared in the red velvet.

"Hahaha, come again," although the short man had to move embarrassedly to get up from the ground, he couldn't hide his excitement: "what special items do you have? Let me see."

Lin Sanjiu stared at the red velvet in the air, and his face was a little ugly.

The short man giggled, and every wrinkle overflowed with confidence; Then, he suddenly shouted a confused word without looking back, which made her stunned——

"Don't you want to see another candidate? You go first. When you come back, my side will be finished long ago." The short man smiled at Lin Sanjiu as he said.

Is there anyone else here? candidate?

Lin Sanjiu was surprised. When she hurried to look up, she just saw another figure jumping from the roof in the distance - she thought she was fast, but she was still cold because of that person's action; Without saying a word, he glanced this way. In the next instant, the man had completely disappeared into this space, and he couldn't even see the direction he went.

In a hurry, Lin Sanjiu only vaguely saw the man's yellow pupils like snakes. (to be continued.)

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