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"Guoyin Soldiers" belong to a special kind of monsters, they are difficult to cultivate and form, and their energy fluctuations are also very weak.In the case of individual haunts, even if ordinary humans encounter them, there will be no danger.

But the trouble is, this little bug has a certain amount of intelligence.If the individual ability is weak, they will unite and win by numbers.What's more troublesome is that because they are too small, they lack lethality even in a group, so they have learned a special method of manipulating dead bones to hunt for food in the long-term evolution.

In the natural world, everything can become a demon if given the opportunity.The dead bones are no exception, especially the dead bones that died in the wild. The residual consciousness of human beings will make them extremely eager to come back to life. The nourishment of the spiritual energy in the world and the nourishment of human blood are all extremely longing things for them.

So it hit it off.

The dead bones do not feel pain, and the bugs are dense. At present, the most effective way to deal with them is fire.However, there are many taboos about using fire. In the wilderness, the trees are overgrown, and if one is not careful, it will spread and become a disaster.

"Damn it." Nanjiang scolded.

Zeng Haoran also muttered, "I don't have enough torches here."

There are not enough torches on the Nanjiang side, but there is a dry riverbed in front of them, so there is no need to worry about wildfires in this environment.

Black smoke circled and rose around them, slowly enclosing the open space outside the river bed, pasture and forest.In the thick black smoke came the eerie clatter of dead bones colliding with each other.

They were surrounded again.

Because they were in a hurry, Mingxia and Qingqiu took turns driving along the way, and they didn't care about Qingqiu's lack of a driver's license.Of course, in order to avoid trouble, Qingqiu is mainly open at night.He has good eyesight and quick reaction, and there are not many vehicles on the road in the middle of the night, so he drove smoothly along the way.

They traveled for half a month when they went there, and they came back in less than a week.

It was already dark when they arrived in the old town, and the two of them went to the car rental company to return the car, and then took a taxi back to the branch.

The headlights at the gate of the branch compound were already on. Two vans were parked outside the gate and they were communicating with the guard. There were several people standing beside the car, one of whom was an acquaintance.

Qingqiu leaned over to the car window to take a look, and couldn't help muttering, "Why is he here?"

Ming Xia was also thinking about this question.

With such a short distance, it was inevitable that the two of them would meet the person next to the truck as soon as they got out of the car.Ming Xia squeezed out a polite expression, "Mr. Xie, long time no see."

Xie Rong was wearing a pinstriped shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, the shirt and trousers were wrinkled, and his face was tired, as if he had driven a long way.

Xie Rong nodded, with a gloomy expression, as if he had no interest in greeting them, but something about them just touched the thread that made him unhappy.So he sneered, and said in a bad tone: "You two are really carefree. Everyone else is about to die, and you are still playing outside? This is just back from playing? Did you have fun?"

Ming Xia felt that this person was a bit eccentric, and didn't want to talk to him at first, but after thinking about it, whether or not they take a vacation is decided by the leader, does it have something to do with him as an information dealer?

If it's him alone, just pretend you didn't hear it.But there is still Qingqiu by his side, is it possible that his little fox should also swallow his anger?

Ming Xia straightened his body, and asked him solemnly, "Then what is Mr. Xie's opinion on our vacation system? Do you think that all team members should not have vacations? Or do you have to get your approval when taking vacations?"

Xie Rong, "..."

Was this man ever so eloquent before?

"If not." Ming Xia seriously suggested to him, "Then please shut up."

Xie Rong's expression was not good, he snorted and stopped talking to them.

When Ming Xia took Qingqiu to the gate guard to sell his holidays, several people came out from the yard, greeted Xie Rong warmly, and thanked him for his timely help.

Ming Xia glanced twice, and vaguely remembered that these people were all in the logistics department.I saw one of them when I was eating in the cafeteria, and he seemed to be the person in charge of the cafeteria.

So Xie Rong is here to send warmth?

No wonder the arrogance is so high.

After completing the formalities, Ming Xia took Qingqiu back to the dormitory to gather his things together, and then went to find the person in charge who stayed behind.Mr. Hu and Commander Du were absent, and the person in the headquarters was Zhou Liang, the captain of the sixth team.

Zhou Liang has a standard Chinese-character face, with thick black eyebrows, bright eyes, and the calmness that is unique to middle-aged people in his speech and demeanor.

Zhou Liang answered several calls to dispatch supplies, only to notice that the two young men from the second team were still sitting in the office waiting for him.

"You two just said that you came back from vacation, right?" Zhou Liang met these two people on the training ground and knew that they were all foreign aid, one of them was Nine-Tailed Fox, and the other was Wen Liang's disciple, a technical foreign aid.

Ming Xia nodded quickly, "We want to return to the team."

Zhou Liang felt a little tricky, "We can't determine the location of the second team now, and we have to go to the west mountain, so now we can only go to the undeveloped southeast, which is very unsafe."

Ming Xia was stunned for a while, and asked him tentatively, "Supply Station No. [-]..."

Under normal circumstances, the staff of the "Sixth Group" will first go to the No. [-] supply station when they enter the formation to perform tasks, stop here for a while and then separate.It can be said that the No. [-] supply station is the first stop on their regular route to enter the Xishan formation.

Zhou Liang sighed, "The No. [-] supply station is too close to the No. [-] peak, and it has now been listed as an unsafe area."

Ming Xia's heart sank slightly, "Can you briefly explain? I want to know how serious the situation is."

Zhou Liang looked at his watch, "I still have 7 minutes... To make a long story short, someone united the forces of the North Peak and South Peak of Leather Mian Mountain. The attack from both sides resulted in the fall of Peak One. The second and fourth teams have now retreated to a The Pomegranate Canyon on the south side of the peak, the sixth team has already set off to meet them."

The north and south peaks were attacking from both sides, at least one can be sure that people like Yiya and Zhuhuai must have participated, maybe they were the leaders.

Zhou Liang said again: "Go back to the evening and have a good rest. I will arrange for you to go into the mountain with the supply truck tomorrow morning. By the way, Mr. Wen brought the students into the mountain too."

Ming Xia was stunned for a moment, then felt that it should be taken for granted.He couldn't get through to Wen Liang on the phone along the way, he already had such a guess.Originally, he wanted to meet Wen Liang and ask him to test the newly acquired Dragon Tongue Bow, but it seems that we can only wait until later.

Ming Xia and Qing Qiu came out of Zhou Liang's office, and Xie Rong, surrounded by several people in the corridor, happened to be walking towards this side.Ming Xia didn't intend to exchange greetings with him, and just nodded to a few familiar faces. When passing by, he heard Xie Rong say something, "Ming Xia, I heard that you are very good at archery."

Ming Xia turned her head to look at him, wondering what he meant by saying this.

When Xie Rong's warm eyes looked at Ming Xia, there was a bit of coldness, "No matter how good the arrow technique is, it is useless in this era. The power of an arrow will never exceed that of an airplane or cannon. Yeah?"

Ming Xia felt that this person was inexplicable, and they had no enmity, so what kind of wickedness did they come here to scold him for no reason?

"I said no." Ming Xia retorted him, "It may be useless to kill a group of ants with an arrow. But what if you want to kill a person? Which one do you think is more convenient, an arrow or an airplane? He has his own limitations, Mr. Xie has lived for so long, so he should know this bit of common sense, right?"

Xie Rong sneered, "I raised nearly 2000 million yuan in supplies for the demon town. How about you? What contribution do you think you can make to this battle?"

The surrounding staff didn't understand why they were arguing so well, they were a little confused, and they didn't know how to persuade them.Xie Rong's assistant tugged at his sleeve behind him, but Xie Rong ignored him.

Ming Xia was surprised, "What supplies did you raise?"

"Food, water, medicine." Xie Rong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "There are also transportation."

Although Ming Xia didn't understand why he had to compare himself here, he could still feel the unfriendly meaning in his words.

Ming Xia smiled, "Then I really have to thank you sir."

Seeing that he turned to leave, Xie Rong couldn't help but get angry, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Ming Xia turned around and smiled at him, "There are two people helping beggars on the street. One is a rich man with a house and a car. He gave 1 yuan to the beggar. The other is a poor man with only 200 yuan in his pocket. He gave the beggar 200 yuan. The [-] yuan was given to the beggar. May I ask Mr. Xie, which of these two people paid more?"

Xie Rong, "..."

Xie Rong sneered, "Ming Xia, you are secretly changing concepts."

"Perhaps." Ming Xia ignored Xie Rong, greeted the surrounding staff, and took Qingqiu back to the dormitory.He was too lazy to quarrel with Xie Rong. If he won the quarrel, no one would give him a prize, and he wasted his saliva, how childish.

What he has to do now is to take Qingqiu to sleep well.Both of them need to replenish their energy before going to the battlefield to support their comrades in arms.

The night passed.

When the first twilight of the morning glow appeared on the horizon, the skeleton soldiers led by the "Guoyin Soldiers" retreated from the Pomegranate Canyon like a tidal wave.The dry riverbed was almost covered with dead bones, without bones or blood, and it was even more tragic in the warm morning light.

Nan Jiang collapsed on the ground exhausted, and when he turned his head, he saw a blue-gray skeleton lying beside him, with empty eye sockets as if staring at him.

Nan Jiang closed his eyes tiredly, counted silently in his heart, opened his eyes when he counted to ten, and struggled to get up from the ground.He divided the people who could move under him into two groups, one group seized the time to rest, and he led the other group to collect all the dead bones on the river bed, and lit a fire.

Without the "Guoyin soldiers", the skeleton is just a skeleton, a poor undead with no home in the mountains.But if there are "passing Yin soldiers", they are a tireless team.And there is no shortage of dead bones in the mountains, including those of humans, animals, and even birds.

The flames surged up, making Nanjiang feel even more thirsty.

He wished that the river had water.

Nanjiang has seen the information on the Xishan formation.It is said that in the early years, the river in Shiliu Canyon had water, and the deepest water level could reach more than ten meters.But for unknown reasons, the water level has been getting lower and lower in the past few years, and it completely dried up about ten years ago.

Mr. Hu once analyzed that it was probably a chain reaction caused by the external climatic conditions.

There are no "passing Yin soldiers" in other places in the big formation, only here, and the reason is the drought.Drought is the best environment for raising "passing Yin soldiers".

There is no river, even if it rains.

Nan Jiang raised his head, and the gray-blue sky above his head had become bright, showing a clear sapphire blue.

Another sunny day.

The two groups exchanged, and after a short break, the group got up to clean up the battlefield.

Nan Jiang dragged his tired body and sat down beside the rock, closing his eyes with his back against the rock.Enemies will appear at any time, and he must hurry up every minute to relieve physical fatigue.

However, the time to rest is always short.He hadn't even had time to sink into a deep sleep when he was awakened by a slight hum in the distance.

Nan Jiang opened his eyes alertly.The surroundings were still the same as before he fell asleep. Some people were collecting dead bones on the river bed and throwing them into the fire, while others were taking the time to rest.

Nan Jiang jumped up and ran towards the opposite side of the river bed. He rushed up to a higher slope, but before he could stand firmly, a terrifying picture was already reflected on his retina.

In the distance, at the end of the plain, Peak No. [-] stands quietly under the blue sky like a shrunken toy, and behind it, a thick black smoke cloud is like the most violent sandstorm forming, heading towards Swept in their direction.