[Quick Transmigration] Take away the bloody protagonist

The man's face was pale, but he still held the bag in his arms tightly, showing no intention of handing it over.

Zhou Qingyao frowned.With a flick of his hand, he threw the man onto the stone wall, then stepped on the man's shoulder with his foot, stretched out his uninjured hand, and pulled the man's bag out of his hand.

The man yelled and wanted to reach for the bag, but Zhou Qingyao kicked him in the chest, clutching his chest and fell to the ground rolling.Zhou Qingyao lowered her head, bit the zipper of the bag with her teeth, and opened the bag.Zhou Mao saw that there was a bird egg the size of a human head inside.

Zhou Qingyao's face was covered with dark clouds, and she glared at the man fiercely, "The turtledove has only one egg in its nest, are you looking for death by snatching them?"

The man coughed and stood up, and rushed towards Zhou Qingyao, who walked away in disgust. "I took it for my daughter!" He rolled his eyes, turned to look at Zhou Mao, and shouted with a sad and indignant expression: "My daughter is seriously ill, and she has only a few days to live. I have no money, so why not?" Easy to find an egg, can't you try to make up for her?"

Zhou Mao looked into the man's eyes and pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to speak.The man seemed to think that Zhou Mao was a soft-hearted person, and he still looked at Zhou Mao with a painful and pleading expression.

After a while, Zhou Mao shook his head, "You just handed cigarettes to Qingyao." He said, "People who can afford cigarettes in the last days and can hand them to strangers at will, shouldn't even buy an egg for them. I don't even have any money for my daughter."

The corners of Zhou Qingyao's mouth turned up, as if she was very satisfied with Zhou Mao's answer.He was carrying the bag strap, and wanted to hang the bag on Xiaohu and let Xiaohu bring it to the turtledove, but the man stopped him.

"I can't hand this egg over to you." The man gritted his teeth and said, changing his pleasant face when we first met.

Zhou Qingyao didn't intend to talk to him.

Seeing that Zhou Qingyao was about to leave, the man hurriedly grabbed Zhou Qingyao's injured arm.Zhou Qingyao gasped, and frowned again. Zhou Mao quickly stepped forward, grabbed the man's hand, and pulled Zhou Qingyao behind him.

"My two brothers, let me tell you the truth." The man couldn't hide it, so he decided to confess: "The turtledove that laid eggs is very powerful. Not only is it big, but it is also good at attacking people. Many people said they saw it in its beak. It spewed out fire. Everyone wondered whether it had evolved so much by mistakenly eating the fragments of the power spar into its stomach."

He swallowed, "Our boss' son has never discovered the supernatural power, and now the spar is locked in City B, and no one can touch it. The boss asked me to take this turtledove egg back, maybe give it to his son If he eats it, his son will also have supernatural powers."

The man rubbed his hands: "Both brothers, I don't think you look like supernatural beings either. Why don't you escort this egg back with me, and when I arrive in S city, I'll tell our boss that you can share a piece of it too." If you share this egg, you may have superpowers, and it will be more convenient for you to travel in the future."

Zhou Qingyao sneered, completely ignoring the man's suggestion.He directly threw the man's bag on Xiaohu's back, patted Xiaohu's leg, and Xiaohu jumped out with a bang.

The man watched Xiaohu leave with a big mouth, and his expression became depressed. He sat down on the ground with a plop, stared at the stone in front of him in a daze for a while, then raised his eyes, stared at Zhou Qingyao, with a resentful expression on his face. Ri cursed cursingly.

Zhou Qingyao ignored the man, he staggered to the corner, sat down, and waited for Xiaohu to come back.Due to excessive blood loss and non-stop activities, Zhou Qingyao's face was as pale as paper.Sitting next to him, Zhou Mao opened the luggage, took out gauze and prepared to bandage him.

Zhou Mao had never bandaged a wound before, so he didn't know how to do it.Looking at Zhou Qingyao's turned up flesh, he felt terrified and distressed.If this kind of wound is in a civilized society, you should go to the hospital for stitches.But stitches are clearly unrealistic now.Zhou Mao unscrewed a bottle of distilled water, carefully cleaned Zhou Qingyao's wound, and then gently pressed the opened skin back to its original position.

Zhou Qingyao snorted in pain, but Zhou Mao didn't dare to let go.I should have read more first aid books before.He thought anxiously in his heart, Zhou Qingyao's wound was so deep, he wondered if it would be infected, if it did, then everything would be over.

Zhou Mao pressed the wound and tore the gauze. Anxiety, regret and sadness eroded his heart. How much he wished that he was a god, and the pain he touched could be healed.

As if God heard Zhou Mao's inner prayer, Zhou Mao felt a slight heat surge in his hands.He didn't care at first, and when he wanted to continue wrapping Zhou Qingyao in gauze, he was surprised to find that Zhou Qingyao's wound was slowly healing where his hand was pressed.

Surprised, Zhou Mao quickly moved his hand to the other part of the wound. Sure enough, the open flesh gradually closed. Soon after, that section of skin became intact, as if it had never been cut open by sharp claws. over average.

Zhou Mao was elated, straightened up quickly, and covered Zhou Qingyao's arms with both hands.He felt a heat flow from his heart to his palm, and then through his palm to the outside of his body, Zhou Qingyao's wound.After a while, Zhou Qingyao's entire arm was healed, and her skin was as smooth as ever, without any trace of injury.

Zhou Mao put down his hands excitedly, raised his head to see Zhou Qingyao's expression, but felt a sudden pain in his heart, and his eyes went black for a while.He shook for a while, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he saw Zhou Qingyao's face.

He knew that Zhou Qingyao didn't like supernatural powers, so he also expected that he would not be surprised to see that he had the superpower of healing.But Zhou Qingyao's expression was beyond Zhou Mao's expectation.He stared straight at Zhou Mao, his lips trembled, and his dark eyes were full of fear and despair.

"When did you..." He shook like a sieve, clasping Zhou Mao's shoulders tightly with both hands, as if to crush his bones, "You touched a stone...how could it be...when... ..."

"Great!" A joyful cry interrupted Zhou Qingyao.The man witnessed the whole process of Zhou Mao's treatment, his eyes glowed with excitement: "Brother, so you are also a supernatural person! I have never seen your ability before!" He stood up, looking at Zhou Mao with envy and surprise. Approaching: "Little brother, your ability is too good. You must have great achievements in S City. After arriving in S City, I will introduce you to our boss, and he will definitely treat you as a guest. You will have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life. "

Outside the entrance of the cave, there was a cat meowing.The little tiger delivered the eggs to the turtledove and came back.

"Let's go!" The man looked at Zhou Mao flatteringly with an impatient expression, completely different from the one who was lying on the ground cursing just now, "Let's go back to S city."

Zhou Qingyao didn't speak, she silently watched the man running towards Xiaohu, a haze flashed in her eyes for an instant.

Xiaohu galloped with the three of them on his back. Along the way, the man looked forward to Zhou Mao's wonderful life after arriving in S City with great interest. Zhou Mao absently responded to the man, but kept looking at Zhou Qingyao.Zhou Qingyao remained silent all the way, with a gloomy expression.

Zhou Mao was a little worried, and secretly reached out to touch Zhou Qingyao's hand from behind.When he touched Zhou Qingyao's cold palm, he felt that Zhou Qingyao visibly trembled. Immediately, he held Zhou Mao's hand tightly, holding it so hard, as if if he loosened it a little, Zhou Mao would suddenly disappear.

Night fell quickly, and the surroundings became darker and darker.Zhou Qingyao stopped Xiaohu. "You can't drive in the dark," he said, and slid off Xiaohu's back. "Camping tonight. We'll leave tomorrow."

"It's not that far away, it's only a few tens of kilometers away." The man seemed to want to return to City S as soon as possible, "Can't we hold on for a while longer?"

"No." Zhou Qingyao said, "It's too dangerous at night. You want to go by yourself."

The man obviously didn't dare to leave by himself. "It's just such a short journey," he begged. "Instead of camping in the woods in the cold, wouldn't it be better to take a shower in the city and lie comfortably on the bed?"

"You still have the nerve to say it." Zhou Qingyao sneered, "If it wasn't for that unlucky bird egg of yours that told us to take a detour to escape in the mountains, we would have arrived in City S by now."

The man felt that he was in the wrong, so he had no choice but to climb off Xiaohu's body embarrassingly.Zhou Qingyao threw him a sleeping bag and asked him to find a place to sleep away from herself and Zhou Mao.

Zhou Mao opened his backpack, and after eating some dry food with Zhou Qingyao, Zhou Qingyao stuffed him into a sleeping bag and forced him to sleep.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Zhou Mao asked as Zhou Qingyao zipped up the sleeping bag.

"Don't sleep. I'll keep watch at night." Zhou Qingya said, gently touching Zhou Mao's cheek that was exposed from the sleeping bag, "In this case, you can't sleep with both of you. If you encounter danger, you will be in trouble."

"Yeah." Zhou Mao nodded, "You're right, but you can't stay up all the time." He got out of his sleeping bag, took out an electronic watch from his backpack, and set the alarm clock. "You watch the first half of the night, and I watch the second half of the night. If the alarm clock can't wake me up, you must wake me up."

"Okay." Zhou Qingyao smiled softly, and stretched out her arms to wrap Zhou Mao's upper body and sleeping bag in her arms. "Go to sleep."

Zhou Mao's head was pressed against Zhou Qingyao's chest, listening to the sound of his heart beating, where there was a faint warmth.He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

"Don't touch him!" Zhou Mao heard a heart-piercing shout.He wanted to know who made the sound, but he couldn't open his eyes no matter what.

"Don't touch him, please. Don't do this, please, leave him to me..." He heard the man's voice become more and more sad and deep, and finally there was only a murmur of pleading.

There were noisy crowds around, and Zhou Mao couldn't hear what they were saying.He only felt that his heart was hurting like hell, as if being pierced by a sharp weapon, streams of scalding heat flowed out from there, flowed onto his hands, and disappeared into the air.His body also became colder and colder.

"Qingyao." Zhou Mao heard two syllables coming out of his mouth, and cold liquid flowed from his eye sockets.His body was stiff and he couldn't move.

"Don't! Don't!!!!!!" The mournful cry stung Zhou Mao's eardrum.An electronic bell sounded, and he opened his eyes forcefully.

In front of me is the sky full of stars, through the gaps between the tall trees, there are bits and pieces of light shining.Panting heavily, Zhou Mao touched his heart.It was intact there, beating healthy and normally.

Xiaohu snored lightly, his beard shaking with the breath from his nose.Zhou Mao closed his eyes, collected himself, and pressed the alarm of the electronic watch.

"Qingyao, it's time to change shifts." Zhou Mao stretched his body and sat up from his sleeping bag.He looked around, the cold air eroded his skin, and the little tiger lay beside him like a hill.The branches rub against each other gently, making a rustling sound.

Everything was the same as before going to bed, but there was no sign of that person.

"Qingyao?" Zhou Mao called again, he stood up from his sleeping bag and looked around nervously.

No one answered.No one showed up either.Only Zhou Mao stood alone beside Xiaohu, surrounded by mutated bushes and an unknown world.

Zhou Qingyao was gone.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday, the JJ pumped wildly, and the comments at night were not drawn until 10 o'clock the next morning... I thought I was abandoned...

In these words, Mao Mao has supernatural powers.Very corny.Just write it!ha!