Chapter 492

... after leaving the hotel and heading for the 10th Ding, the party has been walking on the road for nearly two weeks.

In the past two weeks, several people have slept in the open air and never slept a full sleep again; Along the way, even the clean gift bag finally became a dusty and dusty Clay Figurine - the only one that was clean, probably only the big witch who didn't have to walk by herself.

However, the party walked several places in a row, but still did not find the trace of the visa officer; With the hunger slowly burning up in my stomach, this journey that I don't know when it is the end is even longer.

"It's too late," Lin San Jiu paused and looked up. Extending to the highway in the distance, a blood red sunset is gradually sinking into a broken road. "... it seems that we have been walking for about ten hours at one go?"

Immediately behind him came a voice of fatigue, pain and faint hope - it was from Qing Jiuliu who couldn't stand walking: "yes, it's too much. Why don't you take a break today?"

This request, Lin Sanjiu really had a cocoon on his ear all the way; Don't see that he is lazy for a long time. The only thing he is willing to work hard is to ask for a rest, and his words are often colorful and endless - "anyway, I can't walk," he added, his body tilted, as if it was about to fall apart and his parts were about to fall to the ground.

"According to the road signs just now, go a little further," Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and agreed: "... Isn't there a small national park? What's its name? Xiong Ling... Wait there and rest. There should be campsites in the National Park and you can find some water to drink."

In fact, there is still a lot of water in her card library, but Lin San never used storage when there are external resources.

He opened his mouth, and Qing Jiuliu seemed to want to say something; However, seeing that Lin Sanjiu had already pushed the wheelchair in his hand, he reluctantly followed up.

According to the signs on the highway, the party walked towards the north for nearly an hour. It was not until it was completely dark that they finally found the mountain path leading to Xiong Ling National Park.

Lin Sanjiu called out [ability Polish] and put it in the hands of the big witch who was still asleep in her wheelchair, which immediately lit up a flat road in front of her; The bright silver light poured into the night, pulling the entrance sign of the forest park out of the dark background.

... the city shrouded by the doomsday is not completely silent. Walking in the city, you will hear faint cries and screams from the horizon from time to time - human beings are still struggling, surviving, fighting and dying in every corner every day after the social collapse. Even if people can't help fighting the cold war, they are not alone.

But after nearly a day's journey, these voices have long been left behind.

Walking in the vast forest park under the curtain of night, Lin Sanjiu really realized what the book often said - "as if he had become the last living person in the world".

The subtle sound of the wheelchair knocking on the road seems to be amplified by the night and the shade at the same time, clearly echoing in the night. Every breath and every word of several people, as soon as they exit, they are quickly wrapped by the cool night wind and scattered in the endless dark forest, as if a drop of water fell into the sea.

The campsite is not far away, and the shape of a row of wooden house roofs can be vaguely distinguished in a crisscross of shadows. At the thought of having a night's rest in a place with tiles covering his head, beds and water, even Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Before the breath was completely exhaled, the two dazzling white lights in front of them suddenly tore through the night sky, and immediately shocked several people to their feet - before they barely opened their eyes, a deafening engine roar had shaken the mountains from the front, and then, the roaring black shadow rushed straight towards several people - it looked like a very heavy large truck.

The truck has stepped on the limit of speed, and in the blink of an eye is about to hit it; Just when the gift bag and Qing Jiuliu screamed and turned to avoid, Lin Sanjiu pushed away the wheelchair in front of her. As she raised her hand, her consciousness had rolled forward like a wave and instantly met the truck.

With a heavy crash, the truck was forcibly stopped by consciousness when it was about to rush to Lin Sanjiu's face, and the front of the truck was immediately crushed by an invisible barrier - the sound of the engine struggling and roaring in situ startled countless birds in the night sky; The tires were spinning desperately on the ground, scraping up countless pieces of fly ash and soil, but they were always stopped and couldn't move forward any more.

... two weeks ago, Lin Sanjiu's consciousness could only be used to manipulate the ball.

The engine was still roaring in the dead night, and the bright headlights pierced into the eyes, making people unable to see anything - Lin Sanjiu narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a pair of headlights immediately exploded with a crisp "pa", and the light immediately went out.

Thick black was caged down again, and only the faint silver light of [ability Polish] dyed the front of the truck into a blur.

"Come out." Lin Sanjiu said coldly.

Looking through the windshield, the dark figure sitting in the driver's seat didn't move, holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and the engine sound went down.

"I said, come out." Lin Sanjiu repeated word for word.

Behind her, the gift bag tightly held the wheelchair, and Qing Jiuliu came up with a cigarette in his mouth and a little vigilance.

Perhaps he found that the other party had more people than he thought, and the dark figure suddenly opened the door, turned around and saved out towards the rear; Like some kind of animal specialized in underground activities, the shadow rushed into the darkness flexibly and quickly - if his opponent was not Lin Sanjiu, he might really be able to run away.

"Hoo" a gust of wind sounded, Lin Sanjiu's body had jumped over his head lightly and nimbly, and first fell in front of the shadow; Before he could react, she took a step forward and hit the dark figure's face with an elbow. The other party couldn't even shout, and was lying on the ground.

One foot stepped on the shadow, Lin Sanjiu stared at him, raised his voice and shouted at the gift bag, "throw it over!"

As Ji Shanqing shook her hand, a silver light streaked across the night sky like a meteor, and suddenly fell into her hand; Then the light turned, illuminating the appearance of the uninvited guest on the ground.

As soon as he saw each other's face, Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but be stunned.

The man looked about thirty. Under his long dirty hair, his eyes were far apart from each other, making his eyes look as if he was always at a loss and had no focus. As soon as the light hit his face, he immediately twisted his body and screamed frantically in the direction of the campsite behind him: "they're coming! They're coming! Go find their spaceship!"

It seemed that he didn't hesitate to tear his vocal cords to convey the words. His shrill cry even hurt Lin Sanjiu's ears; As he shouted, there was a faint commotion in the direction of the camp.

Lin Sanjiu frowned and was about to stop his call, only to hear a few footsteps nearby; With one punch, she knocked out the man who was still struggling and screaming, and several people in the line stared at the darkness ahead.

"Who is it and where...?"

Footsteps stopped not far away. The visitor seemed to have specially stepped off the road and hid in the shade of the trees before he gently asked Lin Sanjiu and his party: "... Who are you?"

"Who are you?" Lin San Jiu shouted in response.

"We... We are a group of people who have lost their homes and have lived here for a long time," the hoarse old voice replied in a low voice, "that's my son. He is a psychopath. He always says that one day aliens will find us and kill us... He is sick. I'm sorry for you. Don't argue with him. Can you let him go?"

Lin Sanjiu narrowed his eyes, and the gift bag and Qing Jiuliu also looked at each other.

"It's OK to let him go... But why didn't you go crazy?" As she spoke, she lifted the man under her feet.

The old man's voice paused for a moment, as if he had asked something difficult to say.

"Alas, it's all fate." His voice was so thin that it could be blown off at any time, as if there was not much left. "... I knew I couldn't eat until I caught up with my wife and son. After surviving reluctantly on the injection, I lived here to take care of my son and other people who also got mental illness... I didn't dare to go in the city. It was too messy and people always died."

As he said, a thin old man with a bent back cautiously poked out half of his face from the forest - [ability Polish] was not bright, but the dry and deep lines on his face and a messy head of hair were still clear in the faint light.

"What injection?"

"I was originally a cleaner in a hospital," the old man sighed and said tiredly, "the world is in chaos, and no one can care about the hospital; I took advantage of the chaos to remove the glucose, nutrient solution and syringes in the hospital... If I can live a day, I can take care of him for a day."

Lin Sanjiu looked at the two people around him and carried the man on his shoulder.

"How long have you lived here? How many people are there?"

"At least for more than half a year, in addition to our father and son, there are four psychoses... No matter how much, I can't take care of them." Seeing her behavior, the thin old man immediately seemed to be relieved and greeted her out of the woods: "Hey, girl, just give him to me -"

The old man has just reached Lin Sanjiu's shoulder. Of course, it's not good for her to smash this heavy crazy son on him; Shook his head, Lin Sanjiu motioned to push the gift bag into the wheelchair, turned his head and said, "I'll send it to you."

The old man probably hasn't been helped by someone with a clear mind for a long time. His mouth trembled, and he only squeezed out a thank you for a long time.

The campsite with a row of wooden houses is very uneasy at the moment. Perhaps he was awakened by the sound of the crazy son, and the other four mental patients also opened the window. Four white faces stared at the visitor in the dark - the doors were locked by the old man, so it was said that they would not run into the woods as soon as they got excited.

As the most unwanted material, the old man brought back a lot of food, which was thrown on the ground in the camping area box by box. Maybe he was out of energy. He fed the patients once every two days, so that they would not starve to death, nor would they be too drowned to clean up everywhere.

"It's not easy to walk out from here," after putting his son back in his cabin, the old man came out in the dark again and pointed at the back of Lin Sanjiu and his party with the silver light of [ability Polish]. "... when you go out, be careful not to take a fork in the road and follow the sign that says Management Office..."

"In fact," Lin Sanjiu glanced at the other two people, and then quietly interrupted him, "I just saw that there are several empty wooden houses here. We are also tired today, and we are going to rest here for a night - I don't know if it's convenient?"

The old man was stunned, as if he didn't react, and as if he coughed in surprise; After a while, his breath subsided. Then he nodded, pointed to the wooden house not far away and said, "one night... Of course."

He probably agreed with a few young people at a loss; But anyway, fifteen minutes later, the four of them had settled down in the largest wooden house.

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