[Pan Xie] Today and He Xi

Seeing that I had nothing to do with this corpse turtle, the Poker bottle finally rushed over and poked with two fingers, tearing out the nerves from the back of the worm.I don't know how he managed to be so accurate. Could it be that this kid has studied biology?But the key thing to learn should be anatomy!I threw the paralyzed corpse onto the boat, and climbed aboard myself.Da Kui also expressed his admiration for Poker Fing, and Pan Zi dared not board the boat as soon as he pointed out that the bug was not dead.

Poker Bottle turned the worm over, and we saw the hexagonal copper wind chime on its tail.I felt alienated when I saw that thing, and I couldn't turn my head away from looking at it, so I just stared at it until it turned into a disgusting pool of green water under Pan Zi's feet.The third uncle is still jumping there. I don't believe that you haven't destroyed any of the antiquities in these years. Besides, I don't want this thing to pay for me.Then I saw the third uncle holding a saber in the pile of debris with regret, pulling out the centipede, still feeling the wisdom of the ancients there.Can't help but hold back a laugh, what does this old fox pretend to be like, it's quite decent.

"The corpses are here." Poker Bottle suddenly reminded.Sure enough, the group of green phosphorous lights in front of us blatantly indicated that "there are a lot of corpses here", we stopped the boat, and we had to make preparations before going in.I weighed the double-barreled shotgun in my hand, watched the third uncle and the others gearing up, touched the camera and thought about it, and took out the bandage, alcohol hemostatic medicine from the bag and prepared it.The third uncle curled his lips when he saw it, and said that if he was really injured for a while, he couldn't bandage it.

Not always.With Big Brother Zhang, there is no need to be afraid of all monsters and ghosts. The only bad thing is that this guy has a more sacrificing spirit, and he will go to the top of everything first, and let the blood out first.I really think of myself as a blood bank, huh, huh.

The bones and corpses were piled up in the corpse field, and the large and small turtles crawled around, making people feel disgusted.I took a quick glance, and sure enough one of the two coffins on the mountain wall was already empty.I turned my head to look at Poker Bottle, he had obviously realized something, his eyes were very serious.The boat turned around the river, and I looked forward, and there was a white-clothed female corpse with long hair standing quietly not far away. Coupled with the white bones piled up next to it and the green phosphorescence, the effect was really great.

Dakui passed by immediately, and the third uncle yelled for a black donkey's hoof, but was stopped by Poker.I watched him reach out and take out the ancient black gold knife, watched him lightly slash the back of his hand with the knife, watched him point that bloody hand at the female corpse, and the female corpse turned its back on us Kneel down.His blood dripped into the water, and the corpse quickly receded like a wave, clearing the field to max.

Looking at his bloody hands, I couldn't help feeling that it was a waste. His blood is the essence, especially in this ancient tomb.I ignored the kneeling female corpse, and it was not my turn to carry out what Poker-Face said, and the only thing I wanted to do now was to wrap Poker-Face's hands.I took out the bandage and stuffed it into the hand of the Poker bottle, and I glanced at the third uncle proudly, it's time to use it.

While bandaging, Pokerfing said that the female corpse was not a zombie but a thing called a puppet, which could not be dealt with with black donkey hooves.I saw that his face was pale and weak as if he would faint in a second, so I stretched out my hand to hold him down and let him lie down: "Brother, take a rest first, let's see how pale your face is."

Poker-Face took a look at me, and actually lay down and closed his eyes to rest as I wanted.I didn't bother to think about why he listened to my persuasion, looked at his face that had never changed for thousands of years, and couldn't help stretching out my fingers to vaguely trace the outline of his eyes.Familiar, too familiar, I have seen him in the snowstorm of Changbai Mountain, I have seen him in the oil paintings at the foot of Motuo Mountain, and I have seen him in countless illusions.Life is like a journey against the sea, how difficult and deliberate it is to meet him in the vast crowd.He showed up at every turn in my journey, leaving me with more puzzles.In the end, I didn't even want the truth, I just wanted to take him home.Who would have thought that in the end, he would make such a big joke on me, and let me go back to the beginning of everything. Opportunities and risks coexist. If I make a wrong step, I will be smashed to pieces, but the bargaining chip is so tempting that I take the risk.

No, it cannot be said to be desperate.The current situation is too loose, and I still have so many people protecting me, so there is no danger.I have not left because of danger before, and I will not give up this opportunity now.Even if he really fell into a dead end, it would be the same as before, nothing special.What's more, after experiencing so many things, although death still makes me awed, more of it makes me crazy.How worthwhile it is to gamble on a future with a life that is not under your control.

I still remember in my previous life, people always asked me, is it worth it?Obviously, you can push the boat along the current, pretend to be deaf and dumb, and live in ordinary happiness, but you have to do everything you can to achieve an impossible result, and move forward with death and conspiracy.Even if you succeed, you probably don't have the blessing to enjoy it.They say that resistance is meaningless, sacrifice is meaningless, it is better to follow the "fate" foolishly, and it will be better if you don't know anything.

But they don't know that every time I wake up from my dream in the dead of night, I think of the distorted faces, the hatred that has been passed down from generation to generation in the snake venom, and the bronze door that hides the ultimate, I also often ask myself, is it worth it for me to be so persistent, to drive myself crazy, to drag so many innocent people into the water, and to suppress everything that belongs to me and doesn't belong to me?For a long time, I always dreamed.In the dream, sometimes it is the hexagonal copper bell of the ancient building of the Zhang family and the red sorghum of Pan Zi, sometimes it is the neck of the pheasant entangled in the snake marsh and the wide eyes of Aning, and more often it is the heavy snow in Changbai Mountain, the small temple of Medog The stone statue in the middle, the human-faced bird hovering in front of the bronze door, and the unknown smile of the man mixed in with the Yin soldiers.People around me left one by one, and everyone hoped that I would get out of this muddy water.But I just smashed myself in, leaving no room for regret.

Before I launched the Sand Sea Project, Black Glasses talked to me once.He said that it's still too late for me to let go now, and with the back road that Poker-Face secretly paved for me and the resources of the Wu family, at least I can keep me alive for the rest of my life.But I just smiled.I told him that I was a man after all, and it would be shameless to always shrink back.In fact, I'm just not reconciled. The Wang family manipulated my fate and made me an insignificant pawn, but the pawn also has a heart.The Wang family moved my relatives and brothers, and I tried my best to make it fall apart.In the end, I did it too, even if my body was overloaded and I didn't know if I was still myself mentally, I did it too.I even dragged my body riddled with holes to live, and lived to see the Wang family fall.I think I am worth it myself. I have become a legend on the road, and I have done so many things that my predecessors failed to do. I can light up the sky lanterns at will. Except for not having Bai Fumei, I can be regarded as a personal winner.The Wang family is done playing, the old Jiumen is still alive, the Zhang family can't make any big waves, the world is peaceful, and there is only a bottle of stuffy oil waiting for me to pick it up in the bronze door.Even if my body doesn't last until that time, there is Fatty Li Cu who can entrust me, and Xiao Hua Xiuxiu to help take care of me.I don't have a future, but they do, so it's worth it.

And now, by the ultimate blessing, I have a chance to start over.

My relatives, friends and those who were innocently dragged into the water looked at me from the other side of time, the hatred inherited in the snake venom seemed to be still boiling in my veins, my nose was still intact, and my third uncle had not disappeared , Poker Bottle has not stuck to the ultimate.I am still myself, I still have a lot of time, I have enough information, and I can even use the influence of my third uncle to arrange the chessboard in detail, so as to make the Wang family collapse sooner.

I, we, all have a future.

Free, unknown, own future.