The first plug-in in the last days

Shen Yong appeared from behind the car with a dark figure, he kept moving, dodged to attack, and made a silver steel whip look like a living thing.

"Fuck you, you fucking see who I am!" Yan Zhaozhuo was aroused by him. Although he knew that he might be hallucinating, he couldn't help but shot him. The bullet grazed his thigh and exploded on the ground. In the soil, there was a loud noise, which made people's auricles hurt.

As if awakened by the shock, Shen Yonghui stopped his movements, looking at the distraught zombie in front of him in a little bewilderment.

——Why is the zombie's mouth still opening and closing?When did zombies actually talk?

Looking over the shoulder of the zombie, his expression suddenly changed, he put his arms around the neck of the zombie and pushed him to the ground, the two of them piled up randomly, and rolled a few times in the field, narrowly avoiding the appearance from behind. s attack.

He took Yan Zhaozhu's hand and led him to a safe direction. While pulling him, he suppressed the sense of absurdity surging in his heart, thinking that he was really crazy. This zombie was saved? ? ?

Yan Zhaozhu laughed angrily at him.Looking back, where is the enemy behind?I'm afraid it's another hallucination he fell into.

He didn't resist, and while being dragged away, he stretched out his mental strength, trying to expel the supernatural energy in Shen's mind for Shen.

As soon as the spiritual power penetrated into his mind, he felt weak for a while, as if being drowned by cotton that covered the sky.

Yan Zhaozhu was taken aback, this person is actually a spiritual talent?

Not only that, but the scale of the gray spiritual power in his mind was simply terrifying.Yan Zhaozhuo's own spiritual power penetrated into it, like a stream flowing into a river, completely incomparable.

The supernatural energy was scurrying about in the sea of ​​gray spirits, and only a small one seemed to be working. No wonder his hallucinations sometimes didn't work.

Yan Zhaozhuo tried to assimilate them again, the supernatural energy seemed to suddenly feel a sense of crisis, and frantically ran away in his mind, Shen Yonghui gasped, his mind was overwhelmed, and the pain was splitting.

At the same time, the scene in front of him flickered and became more and more blurred. He only felt that the zombie who looked cute just now gradually became hideous.

Seeing that he was attacking again without recognition from his relatives, Yan Zhaozhuo evaded and thought irritably that it would be the fucking thing, since he just met by chance anyway, why save him?

Thinking in this way, he wanted to withdraw his mental power, and in this process, he would inevitably stumble with those gray mental powers. Coincidentally, the two spiritual powers were inadvertently connected.

In the next instant, a dark and obscure picture appeared in front of Yan Zhaozhuo.

"Bastard! Pervert! You still haven't pleaded guilty? Plead guilty!"

A cramped dark room, a narrow cage, and the body is bound to a special reclining chair.

In front of him was a man wearing a white coat and a white mask, with a gloomy and cold aura.

He shook the steel-tipped syringe in his hand, and stabbed down quickly.

Something was pushed into the body along the needle barrel, and after the acupuncture feeling faded, what emerged was a painful feeling like ten thousand ants devouring ten thousand insects.

The itching was so painful that it scratched my heart, and the pain was so hysterical, but it seemed that the itching was in the depths of the soul, as if even death would not be able to erase it.

Yan Zhaozhuo had only been in touch with this feeling for a moment, and then he shuddered and cut off the connection.

Before disconnecting, it seemed to hear a childish and hoarse voice whispering: "I plead guilty..."

Yan Zhaoming knew that this scene was a model built in Shen Yonghui's mind when he gave birth to this gray mental power.In other words, he just appeared in that scene from Shen Yonghui's own perspective.

——But why, a person who seems to be such a decent and veteran cadre, would create such a dark mental power scene?

He couldn't help but think of his childhood.

He was seven years old when he had his first nightmare.

Horrible zombies, hungry and ferocious adults, urban ruins on ruined walls, all of them rushed towards him with their bloody mouths covering the sky and the earth.The little boy who didn't understand anything only lived for two hours in the nightmare of the last days.

Shen Yonghui's attacks continued, but for some reason, he restrained his attacks and didn't even use his abilities.

"You are enough! See who I am!" Yan Zhaozhu shouted unbearably.

He had a sudden thought, since Shen Yonghui couldn't recognize himself, it would be better to help him recognize him. Anyway, this guy has so much mental energy in his mind, and he probably has a lot of mental energy models, not bad for himself.

So, he quickly built a model of himself with his mental power, and used the new ability gained through his mental power improvement to drive this model into Shen Yonghui's mind.

Immediately, a Yan Zhaozhuo with a deadpan face, stiff limbs, and a standard middle finger pose appeared in Shen Yonghui's mind.

It was a perfect match with the strange looking zombie in front of him.

He was startled, a little hard to understand.

Yan Zhaozhu immediately seized the opportunity, counterattacked aggressively with mental strength, and tightened the supernatural energy all of a sudden.

The energy was visibly sluggish, and the world in front of Shen Yonghui gradually returned to its original appearance.

After that energy was completely assimilated, he was finally fully awake and realized what happened just now.

Seeing the expression on his face gradually becoming rational, the person opposite couldn't help but sneered and snorted.

"..." Shen Yonghui was inevitably a little embarrassed, and it was difficult to maintain his usual silence, "I'm sorry, I seem to have fallen into a hallucination accidentally, did I hurt you just now?"

"What do you think?" Yan Zhaozhi exhausted his mental strength and leaned on the car with folded arms, asking, "Why are you here?"

"us……"

"Wait a minute, get in the car and say, I still need to find my companion."

Yan Zhaozhu didn't know at this time that it was impossible for Shen Yonghui, who had no serious mental strength, to get rid of the model in his mind.

That is to say, Yan Zhaozhuo, who was expressionless and raised his middle finger, was destined to stay in his mind for a long time.

The car started, and Shen used ambiguity to explain the reason why he appeared here.

All the way from the security base in City Z, they only had two cars at the beginning, but because they kept saving people on the road, the team became larger and larger.After the number of people exceeded a hundred, he simply integrated the convoy, divided all combatants into three formations, and created an organization.

A few days ago, the third formation came to the village in front to collect supplies, but failed to return.Shen Yonghui asked the second team to stay behind with others, and he led the first team out to search.As a result, he folded himself in.

They were actually walking in the same direction as Yan Zhaozhuo and the others, but the former was obsessed with saving people, while the latter was obsessed with killing zombies, and would wander around nearby villages from time to time, so they staggered from each other.

When he saw Yan Zhaozhuo, Shen Yonghui had already been lost here for two days. During these two days, his brain was often muddled, and sometimes he felt a voice calling him from a distance, telling him to go somewhere, but every time Every time he wakes up in time.Now, except for himself who has not been completely bewitched, the bones of the others are probably gone already.

For two days, he didn't do nothing, even if he was awake very little, it was enough for him to figure out the enemy's position.

The two discussed it and agreed to wipe out the enemy leader first, and then look for others after the crisis was resolved.

The car drove out of the field and walked through the green brick houses in the small village. The further you went, the more unusual you could find this place—it was as quiet as death, without a trace of life.

"Look at the distance," Shen Yonghui said suddenly, "What color is that street...?"

In their line of sight, a thick and colorful purple broke into it.A row of small houses in disorder, with criss-crossed fields in the middle and criss-crossed alleyways, from the roof to the ground, are all covered with purple—there are magnificent deep purple, elegant violet, and fresh pink purple, layered on top of each other, and the ground is scattered and arranged. opened, covering the entire block, forming a fairytale-like purple kingdom.

Yan Zhaozhu frowned, "It's not quite right."

The nearby streets look familiar, except for the purple patch in front, isn't it exactly the same as the place they just walked through?

Shen Yonghui pondered for a moment, "Perhaps, the mutant creature's ability to create hallucinations may be divided into two types, one is to directly invade people's minds to create illusions, and the other is purely visual illusions. Where we have not gone, Visions of places already traveled on the cloth—this is preventing us from approaching it."

"If this is the case, the situation is still optimistic, indicating that its ability to fight in close quarters is very poor."

After Yan Zhaozhu finished speaking, he opened the car door, jumped out of the car, looked around, and said to him, "Get out of the car."

"You want to go over there?"

Yan Zhaozhu picked up the narrow knife, held a sword flower in his left hand, and held it upside down with the tip up and the handle down, then waved it at Shen Yonghui, "Close your eyes and follow me."

Shen Yonghui hesitated and said, "But why..."

"Don't ask so many questions," the other party shook his wrist impatiently, "just close your eyes and follow along."

Shen Yonghui reached out and grabbed his wrist. Due to the distance, the position of the grip was a little lower, half of his palm wrapped around his fist holding the handle of the knife.

The two of them closed their eyes completely, and Yan Zhaozhu released his mental power, and sure enough, he was no longer disturbed by the illusion.

And then, their undisturbed route seemed to have finally annoyed that mutant creature.There was a muffled sound of breaking ground behind them, and the two of them were almost equally short, bending their waists to dodge, a thick and smooth tail covered with gun-colored scales, barely brushing against their backs.

The soil exploded several meters high, and what came out of the ground was a huge pangolin, with two powerful hind legs stepping on the pace of "dong dong dong", rushing straight towards them.

The defense ability of the mutated pangolin is extremely abnormal, and the ability should be physical strength.The two faced the enemy head-on, with narrow knives facing each other, cold light flying, and the sound of metal and stone when they collided. The gun-colored scales were still as smooth as new, without leaving any scratches, and it was impossible to break the defense at all.

There is also a very nerve-wracking point. Its movements and attacks are not synchronized. Mutant creatures have arranged an illusion on it. or hit.

Shen Yonghui kept his eyes closed the whole time, relying only on his hearing and intuition, he was able to keep attacking without losing the wind.After realizing that the silver whip could not pose a threat to it at all, he changed his attack method, using a fancy flick of the silver whip to attract the pangolin's attention, but it was another ability that really killed it.

Shen Yonghui is a dual-line ability user. In addition to the mutant metal ability, he also has a space ability.Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not rashly expose the spatial ability, because according to everyone's common understanding, the spatial ability should be able to store things, why can't he?Because of this incident, he has already aroused a lot of suspicion in the z city headquarters.

His spatial ability can't store things, but it has extremely powerful lethality-it can directly tear the space, no matter how powerful the defense is, what can be done to face this kind of trick?

Yan Zhaozhi raised the laser gun with full energy, and turned down the knobs of penetration distance and penetration strength so that it would not consume so much energy.Each shot of the laser beam can blast the pangolin's body into a bloody mess, and soon, most of the scales on its back were destroyed.

The pangolin wailed, the space tearing and the laser gun with abnormal attack power were the nemesis of its hard scales, making it gradually fall into the disadvantaged.

With a slight movement in his mind, Yan Zhaozhuo's expression suddenly changed, "No, it's going to explode itself! Go away!"

The two looked at each other, and ran towards one direction at the same time - the direction of the purple town.

"Hiss—squeak—" the pangolin stood upright and expanded rapidly amidst the sharp and ear-piercing noise, "Boom!"

The lethality of the self-explosion of the second-level crystal nucleus should not be underestimated. The violent shock wave hit the back in an instant, and most of it was eliminated by the devouring ability.Huge force came from the back of the waist, Shen Yonghui instinctively hugged Yan Zhaozhuo, making a protective gesture, the two of them rolled on the ground repeatedly, knocking their heads to the point of bleeding.

The aftermath of the explosion finally dissipated, and Shen Yonghui propped himself up, trying to get up from Yan Zhaozhuo.The breeze was blowing on his face, and there was a burst of tangy fragrance. He inhaled a little fragrance, and his mind suddenly became blurred, and his arms couldn't help but go limp.

Yan Zhaozhu also smelled this scent, it was faintly fragrant, refreshing and pleasant, with a gentle aura that made one unable to help but be addicted to it.However, Shen Yonghui who suddenly hit him made him withdraw his thoughts.

"Sorry." Shen Yong was in a trance for only a moment, then immediately regained his senses and stood up from him.

After getting up, they realized that they had already run to the front of Purple Town.

A sea of ​​flowers, the fragrance of flowers blows on the face.

Wisteria flowers, overwhelming wisteria flowers.

Climb on the roof, on the eaves, on the wall, hang down from any place where there is a crossbar, balcony, trellis, clothesline... even overhead wires.Intertwined, hanging on the ground, covering the entire ground with a thick layer.It is a luxuriant and astonishing wisteria—no, it is a majestic purple waterfall, sloping and flowing, filling a block.

Beautiful, too beautiful to behold.

In it, but I do not know how much sinister hidden.

It makes people more tense and ready to go.

To find the crystal nucleus, otherwise it would be impossible to kill this heterophyte!The two thought in unison.

The closer you get, the more you can feel a source of energy scattered with energy, and it seems that there is something else mixed in that strong fluctuation of the ability... It is an inconspicuous call, which did not invade the two of them. In my mind, I only silently exude my own temptation in an imperceptible gesture.

A voice sounded from far and near. Sometimes it came from outside the sky, and sometimes it whispered in the ear. There were ghosts in the voice, and people couldn't catch the specific words clearly, but they could understand the general meaning: Don't move forward, you are ahead deepest fear.Deepest fear... your deepest fear, what is it?

Wisteria flowers are seducing the devil in people's hearts.

Yan Zhaozhu defeated this neurotic auditory hallucination at once with his mental power, and raised one corner of his mouth with a slightly evil spirit.fear?I was killed from a pile of dead people when I was a child, so what the hell?Be fearless.

The moment the auditory hallucinations collapsed, the surrounding scene suddenly changed—this was an illusion created by the enemy, which made the two of them face the most fearful thing.

And this phantom is obviously not stable enough, for a while it is an ordinary single bed, for a while it is a dark and cramped dark room, and for a while it is a series of bloody scenes of killing and hacking people - obviously this cannot be something that is so frightening Things, in the same way, Shen Yonghui's face is as usual, and there is no trace of abnormality.

The illusion is just a distraction, the real world remains hidden beneath it, visible only when you close your eyes.The most important thing is the crystal nucleus, where is the crystal nucleus of the wisteria flower?Yan Zhaozhu used his mental power to find out, but at this moment, the illusion around him changed again.

This time, it was himself who appeared.

Countless copies of him.Row by row, row by row, neatly lined up in a square formation, staring at him expressionlessly.

Even Yan Zhaozhuo himself is a member of this huge phalanx. Front, back, left, left, and right, the four identical him always maintain an absolute and standardized distance from the real him. When he enters, the phalanx enters, and he Retreat, the phalanx also retreats.For a moment, it seemed that he came to the center of a pile of mirrors, and there were countless selves in the mirrors, all staring at the real self intently.

They just watched, without expression or words, just watching.

Yan Zhaozhuo was watched unemotionally by countless identical selves.

These "selves" are no longer just phantoms, but energy!He clearly felt that every "self" was condensed from a weak energy!

He held the sword flower in his hand, stood the horizontal knife in front of his chest, and said with a cold smile: "Oh, it's really interesting, who is most afraid of himself?"

But it is undeniable that this scene has cut into the depths of his heart.

Yan Zhaozhuo vaguely realizes that what he fears the most may be right in front of him—not himself, but losing himself.

Perhaps this concept is too abstract, and he has the mental power to see through all disguises. Therefore, this so-called fear scene did not scare him at all, but gave him a breakthrough to find the crystal nucleus.

It's not an illusion, but an energy body. It sounds a little more threatening, but... energy?To be honest, Yan Zhaozhuo lacks nothing now, but lacks energy.After days of squeezing the devouring crystal nucleus, the energy has long stopped overflowing, and it is at the most hungry time.

Throw yourself into the trap, and deliver meat from the tiger's mouth.

The devouring ability unfolded in an instant, and a vortex with a hollow center formed at a distance of one meter around the body, and several identical "Yan Zhaozhu" around were affected by this suction and involved in it.This strand of supernatural energy will be absorbed by the crystal nucleus, converted into source energy, and supplied to its owner.

At the same time, the mental power also assimilates these supernatural energies.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Wisteria hurriedly took back thousands of energy bodies, but it did not give up completely, but combined these energy bodies into a whole, creating a new "Yan Zhaozhu" on the spot.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaozhu was completely sure. Although this alien plant had a terrifying illusion ability, its body was very weak. It could only lead people to death by creating illusions, and then increase its strength by absorbing crystal nuclei.

However, the person standing opposite it at this time is most afraid of the illusion.

Put away the laser gun and start urging the devouring ability with all your strength. This is the best weapon against energy bodies.Yan Zhaozhuo directly collided with his fake body, seemingly fighting with each other physically, but in fact, what was really going on was a game between the illusion power, the devouring power, and the spiritual power!

Shen Yonghui ended his battle and stepped forward to help.Yan Zhaozhu looked at the opposite energy body that was exactly the same as his own, and then looked at him again, raising his eyebrows in surprise, "Which one can you recognize as me?"

Shen Yong pursed his lips and said simply: "Intuition."

Yan Zhaozhu said: "I don't need help here, you can go and find the crystal nucleus of the wisteria flower."

Hearing this, Shen Yonghui didn't like to fight, so he withdrew and retreated.

Yan Zhaozhu shouted again: "No, just wait!"

Shen Yonghui stopped his body: "...?"

"...Come back and help." He suddenly had a new idea.

The third-level illusion energy should have the upper hand against the upper-level devouring energy and mental power, but the problem is that it can only be consumed by the opponent, but the opponent can eat it.Over time, it is only natural that the latter cannibalize the former.

Finally, the illusion energy retreated, tried to withdraw from the battle, turned around and fled.

Sure enough!Yan Zhaozhu smiled as expected, stopped him symbolically, and let him run away.

"It's now! Keep up." He said to Shen Yonghui.

If the illusion energy wants to escape, where can it escape to except its old nest?Its old nest is exactly the crystal nucleus of the wisteria flower that they were looking for so hard.

However, the pursuit process was not smooth.

Stepping into the sea of ​​flowers, the wisteria branches all over the sky began to twist crazily, encircling the two of them.The flower branches are extremely fragile, but the advantage is that they are huge in number, and they can crush two people to death just by their weight and volume.

Yan Zhaozhuo didn't take it seriously at first, but he couldn't help taking a breath after a long time. It was obviously just a broken flower branch, but he actually felt more strenuous than when he was fighting outside.

He and Shen Yonghui were facing each other with their backs, each of them was in charge of a direction, and they used all eighteen moves, while the encirclement circle of wisteria branches was still getting smaller and smaller.

After a long period of fighting, his mental power was exhausted, and the supernatural energy that devoured the crystal nucleus was about to be exhausted. Even the grenades in the space were running out.

It was impossible for the two of them to compete with these branches in stamina, seeing that they were in a desperate situation.

Yan Zhao turned his head and saw Shen Yonghui's flashing silver whip, "Is your metal ability similar to that of controlling weapons? It's a bit different from normal ones?"

Shen Yonghui directly admitted: "Yes, this is the reason why I insisted on looking for those weapons in the first place."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of "thunderbolt and clatter" from below. When I looked down, I saw a pile of sharp-looking magic weapons piled up at my feet like scrap iron that cost no money.

He took a deep look at Yan Zhaozhu, only to feel that the fog on this man was getting thicker, and all kinds of mysteries were more complicated and difficult to understand.As quiet as he is, he couldn't help but feel curious, wanting to tear apart the puzzle-filled appearance of this person, and delve into it to find out.

"What are you looking at? When this wave is resolved, I'll kill you when I get out." Yan Zhaozhu noticed his gaze and couldn't help but say.

Shen Yong withdrew his gaze, without squinting, and the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

"I'm not joking." Yan Zhaozhu said coldly, "No matter what you see and think, you'd better be honest with me, or you will bear the consequences."

"You are too wary." Shen Yonghui said.

"Oh." The other party twitched the corner of his mouth.

No more words, Shen Yonghui suddenly activated the metal ability, and in an instant, the scattered swords piled up randomly on the ground flew up quickly, forming a cold sword formation, which froze around the two of them.

The chilly streamer slid from the blade to the tip, and dozens of long or short, indestructible cold irons rotated around the body regularly with terrifying oppression and power... The rotating knife A burst of powerful combat power swept away the harassing branches around him layer by layer.From the inside to the outside, the scale of the knife array gradually expanded, and the encirclement began to expand...

All of a sudden, the wind of knives blows wildly, the flowers wither like sprinkles, and the petals fly up to the sky one after another. When you look up, the flowers and branches are entangled, and the flowers are dazzling.

In a decadent town, in a luxuriant sea of ​​flowers, two young men in torn clothes and covered in blood, with their shoulders pressed against each other and their bodies surrounded by sharp knives, are fighting against the flowers all over the sky.The tone of this picture is weird, dark black blood, corrupt stains, flamboyant blue, magnificent purple, warm pink, arranged in different shades of the composition of the picture, and was blown away by the whistling knife wind, It swirled and fell down, lingering around the two of them, falling loosely between the hair and the sleeves...

Shen Yong had a dark complexion, a straight and dignified figure, no emotion at all on his bony and handsome face, and his whole body was stern and imposing.However, Yan Zhaozhuo could smell the faint smell of blood on him. This person was full of emotions, but he was able to cover mountains and seas without showing any signs.

In fact, he was already close to the limit. For the first time to control so many weapons, his ability was exhausted in an instant, and he had to grit his teeth to hold on.

Yan Zhaozhu rushed out of the knife array and shouted to him: "Hang on, try to attract their attention, I'll kill it!"

Following the direction where the energy escaped just now, he dashed and galloped among the flower branches, bypassed a house ruin, and came to the center of the wisteria flower sea.

Here is an old pagoda tree as thick as three people hugging each other.The old locust tree is dead, without a single green leaf, still winding and majestic, with towering branches.

What is shocking is that although there are no green leaves on its branches, there are enchanting layers of wisteria hanging on it, and many red ropes that were tied by people before the end of the world to pray for love. down.

The main trunk of the wisteria flower is coiled on the trunk of the old pagoda tree, and its crystal nucleus is in the dry and hollow tree core.

At the same time, four people, Gao Han, came into view.They were lying side by side under the locust tree, already unconscious!

Wisteria found Yan Zhaozhu, and its branches screamed and stabbed at him.

He shuttled through it and dodged flexibly, but knowing that he couldn't be surrounded by the sea of ​​flowers, he decisively smashed the last three grenades directly near him!The flower branch instantly damaged a large area, but he was barely injured under the protection of the devouring ability.

The grenade aroused choking gunpowder smoke and gravel dust. The smoke had not yet dissipated, and his mental power locked on the crystal nucleus of the wisteria. He picked up the laser gun, adjusted the penetration strength to the highest, and shot it out!

On the other side, the knife formation could no longer operate, and the space could not be torn apart. Shen Yonghui was forced to a corner, knowing that he would die, but he was still stirring the last bit of supernatural energy in an orderly manner. Suddenly, huh——

The wisteria branches dancing ferociously all over the sky fell to the ground instantly.

Yan Zhaozhu sat under the old locust tree bored, took out the whetstone, and sharpened the knife again and again.

No wonder he was so bored, it was because all the living people around him fainted. Although he was extremely tired and sleepy, he didn't dare to just fall asleep like this.

After the wisteria flower died, the sea of ​​flowers did not disappear. It would take a few days for this beautiful purple kingdom to wither.

When Shen Yonghui woke up, he saw such a scene.

The man was wearing a severely worn combat uniform, his hair was disheveled, and his face was slightly stained. His image looked rather decadent, but it made him even more handsome and tall and straight.He was sharpening his knife, facing a sharp blade that was bleeding out of its sheath, but his expression was not very serious, a bit careless and bored.Perhaps, he himself is a colder, sharper, and sharper knife, but he just learned to hide his edge and store all the sharpness in his heart.

He was sitting next to a huge and strong old locust tree, with wisteria branches hanging down on his head, and blessing red ropes fluttering in the breeze. Sprinkle a rain of flowers.

Shen Yonghui stood up, walked over silently, and sat down beside him.

"Are you awake?" Yan Zhaozhu didn't even lift his eyelids, "There's a medicine box over there, go and bandage it yourself."

Hearing this, Shen Yonghui realized that he was covered in injuries.

Glancing at the four people who were also in a coma next to him, he found that some of them were also wounded and had been bandaged up. The degree of meticulous bandaging was clearly divided into classes—the blind man with black eyes was the most meticulous and patient, and the others So-so, the hairy woman is completely let go, as long as the wound is covered with gauze so that it does not bleed.

However, for comparison - he didn't even put gauze on it.

Shen Yonghui carried the medicine box, and silently packed the medicine for himself.

He looked at Yan Zhaozhuan's slightly tired face, and said to him, "You should be very tired, go and have a rest, I'll just watch over."

"No, I'm fine." The other said.

This is mistrust.In the previous battle, the other party seemed to have shown too many unusual things. Now that I think about it carefully, I only think that everything is incredible-he doesn't believe that it is normal for him.

Shen Yonghui believed that he would never have bad intentions, and he would not reveal his secrets. He wanted to explain, but felt that it was unnecessary to promise him these vows.

After Yan Zhaozhu finished sharpening the knife, he washed his hands sideways in the bucket next to him. When he turned around, Shen Yongmu discovered that there was a long wound on his back.

"Why isn't the wound on your back bandaged?"

"Ah," he glanced back, and then looked at the person behind him with a strange look, "I can't reach it."

"..." Shen Yonghui picked up the medicine box, "Let me help you."

"No, they will help me when my friend wakes up."

Don't let strangers you don't know casually bandage your wounds, what if he wipes the corpse poison on you while no one is paying attention?He suffered this loss in his dream.

"Actually, we can be regarded as friends." Shen Yonghui said.There are even formal introductions and handshakes. Although they don't know each other, they can be regarded as ordinary friends after all, right?

Yan Zhaozhuo thought for a while, then scanned him with mental strength, but found nothing foreign, and then said, "Thank you then."

He took off his combat uniform jacket, and was wearing a black T-shirt underneath. Part of the blood from the wound on his back had solidified and felt hard to the touch, obviously sticking to the wound.Shen Yonghui helped him open the T-shirt, and when it reached the wound, he tore it hard.

The person in front of him snorted, and then bowed his back so that he could apply the medicine and bandage.

He pulled his eyes away from the smooth spine and deep waist, and first cleaned off the wet blood with gauze strips.

After a while, the gauze strips were saturated with bright red color.

Then clean the wound, apply medicine, and bandage. The movements are clean and neat, and you can see that you are familiar with it.

Yan Zhaozhuo touched the gauze on his back with his backhand, thinking that the space had been exposed anyway, so he stopped avoiding it, and peeled off the T-shirt with both hands, and changed it in front of Shen Yonghui.

Shen Yong's expression was calm, as if he hadn't seen anything, he lowered his head and packed his tools.

There was a wind blowing around, blowing chaotically from time to time.

Just as he was about to pick up the blood-stained cloth, the cloth was blown up by a sudden turbulent wind, fluttered left and right in mid-air, and rolled into the sky.

When the gust of wind subsided gradually, the red cloth fell down and happened to hang on a branch of a locust tree that was stretched out.

"What's wrong?" Seeing him in a daze, Yan Zhaozhu followed his line of sight, only seeing Kazuki's red rope and wisteria.

Two big men stood under the tree and looked up. The scene seemed a little funny.

"It's okay." Shen Yonghui said.

Gao Han and Xie Chudie woke up quickly. One of them had a special vision, the other was a gifted spiritual power, and they were the two people who were least confused.

According to the two of them, after the car drove into the field from the road, they fell into a state of confusion, and there seemed to be a voice in their minds saying: "Come here, here is what you want most."

Following the voice, they walked unconsciously into the sea of ​​wisteria flowers. The wisteria was about to attack them, directly disemboweling them to get the crystal nucleus, or using the corpse as nourishment. Yan Zhaozhi arrived in time, and it sensed the threat. Stop the movement and knock them out.

Although the injury was not serious, after waking up, Gao Han's expression was always a little strange.

Yan Zhaozhuo was extremely exhausted, and was about to go to bed. Before going to bed, he asked a lot: "What's the matter with you? You don't look good, are you uncomfortable?"

Gao Han showed embarrassment, "I'm fine, you go to sleep."

Yan Zhaozhuo was so tired that he lost his energy, and immediately fell asleep with his head covered.Gao Han is still immersed in his own world, his face is sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

At night, Qi Dongchao and Lin Nian also woke up. Seeing this, Gao Han immediately returned to the temporarily occupied hut and paved the floor.

"The two of you are the last to wake up. Let's keep watch tonight. Qi Dongchao, you keep watch until midnight. If Xiao Nian is sleepy, go to bed and let him take over," he said.

That night, Yan Zhaoming was the only one who slept soundly.

Both Xie Chudie and Gao Han fell into tossing and turning because of the illusion they encountered during the day.

As for Shen Yonghui.

He found that as soon as he closed his eyes, Yan Zhaoming's face would appear in front of him.

And it's always the expressionless middle finger.It is so lifelike that it seems that you can touch it with your hand, and the touch of the skin is exactly the same as the one you touched when you applied the medicine today.

In the past, he would often fall into this extremely realistic situation inexplicably, but never once, really never once, was as magical as this Yan Zhaozhu.

He didn't know, this was because Yan Zhaozhi had systematically studied the theory of mental power modeling, and his mental power model was of course much clearer than the model built unconsciously.And because it is a newly formed model, it will prevail in his mind for a while, and after a long time, it will slowly fade away...or get used to it.

In short, he lay with his eyes open for a long time, and finally fell asleep in a daze. He had a dream, and in the dream was this devilish image again.

Waking up early in the morning, seeing the light outside, he tidied up his things and planned to go out to find his lost teammates.Although they are likely to have been absorbed by the wisteria as nutrients, there are no bones left.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the sea of ​​flowers, he saw Yuan Bin outside who was supposed to stay behind.

Yuan Bin was driving the car, looking at the sea of ​​flowers, hesitating whether to enter or not. The clothes on his body were severely damaged, his body was covered in blood, and his face was very ugly.

Seeing Shen Yonghui, his eyes lit up, "I know you're not dead!"