Chapter 57 The man behind the scenes

Author: Add coriander to crucian carp soup

Chapter 57 The man behind the scenes

"Brother Tong, save me! I can't hold on any longer!"

His face was distorted, half of his body was suspended in the air, his whole face was buried in the flying mane on Red Rabbit's neck, and his fingers were tightly stuck on Red Rabbit's flesh, fixing his upper body.

The front part of the horse's gallbladder is very sensitive. When Red Rabbit was hurt, he became even more frantic and shook his head vigorously.

Zhongping closed his eyes tightly, feeling that he was just like a lonely boat in the storm, and if he was not careful, he would be shattered to pieces.

He felt a flat chest and palpitations, and the blood in his body flowed upwards, straight to his temples. Under the extreme panic and fear, his thoughts were even more flexible and faster than ever before.

"Brother Tong! I want to extract 1L of liquid cola, and the extraction location is Chitumayan!"

Since you can choose the state of the item to be extracted, you should also be able to determine the location where the item appears.

Tanehira is not sure whether this loophole exists in the system, but if he doesn't give it a try, his strength will be exhausted, and even if his life is safe, he will not be able to escape the fate of hemiplegia!

Bet on me! At worst, I will become a vegetative state.

Eleven years later, I, Zhong Boheng, am a good man again!

The system did not respond immediately.

Zhongping also knew that the loophole he exploited was a bit outrageous. If he could really choose the extraction location at will, wouldn't he be able to drop a big watermelon or ice coke from the sky and kill the opponent's general in the next battle?

Then wouldn’t I just become a low-end version of Liu Xiu? Wouldn’t it be nice to unify everyone with such a stupid plan?

"The host's current reputation is 20, which can trigger the buff 'Famous City', and the risk value reaches 'life and death crisis'. The system will provide the host with the optimal solution."

The sound of the system rang in Tanehira's mind, and the next moment liquid with small bubbles appeared above Chitu Ma's eyes. It fell with gravity, blurring Chitu Ma's eyes.

"Yo——"

The red rabbit horse neighed in pain, tears welled up in the horse's eyes, and its vision was blurred. It was difficult to discern the direction in the rain, and it actually ran straight towards the house on the roadside.

"Bang——" Zhongpei ran headlong into the house and rolled to the side of the pillar in the hall. If he hadn't instinctively protected his head, he would have been smashed to pieces and bleeding.

"It hurts..." The arm rubbed against the rough ground, scraping off a large piece of flesh and leaving it bloody and bloody. Tanehira was so painful that he shed tears. After so many years, this was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury.

Even when he first went to the battlefield, the arrow only entered his arm and damaged the meridians of his right hand. Although his right hand occasionally trembled when lifting heavy objects, it did not affect his daily life.

Now... Thongpei's whole body was in pain as if he was falling apart. He didn't know how many bones were broken in his body, and he couldn't even muster the strength to stand up.

This optimal solution is too unreliable... There is no alcohol disinfection and no anti-inflammatory drugs. If the wound infection causes any complications for me, don't I have to send it?

Zhongpei gritted his teeth and leaned against the pillar of the room, rubbing his back against the pillar a little bit, and reluctantly climbed up. He took a few breaths, held his breath, and shouted, "Is there anyone there?"

He actually didn't have any hope in his heart. No one came out to inquire about such a big movement before, so he thought that this house was unoccupied.

It's just that Chitu rushed to a remote place. In a small alley like this, there are not many houses and few people. If he doesn't try his luck and shout a few words, he will be trapped in such a place. It is estimated that no one will come to help him when he is calm.

He collected the body.

"Is there anyone?" Zhong Ping stood unsteadily, breathing unevenly, and despair arose in his heart.

"Brother Tong, don't mess with me. Aren't we on the same side? I'm really going to be ruined!"

"The system accuracy is 100%, and the host does not need to question it."

Zhongping was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the curtain inside move slightly.

Someone?!

"Is there anyone?" Zhong Ping was filled with hope. The moment he turned sideways, he clearly heard a "click" sound from his chest ribs. He was numb with pain. The wounds on his arms were burning and itching.

I still have a sore and astringent feeling.

No one inside responded.

It can't be the wind...

Thongpei's eyes darkened, and his heart spasmed. Due to the stimulation of blood loss, he felt a deep cold from the inside out. Large pimples appeared on his pale skin. He stared at the curtain. This might be him.

The only hope.

The curtain shook a few times, and a wrinkled and scarred palm rolled up the curtain, and then an ugly old man walked out of the room.

"Is everything okay, young man?"

The old man shrank and his voice was hoarse.

As soon as he went out, he saw the red rabbit lying on the ground, all the earthen walls in the courtyard collapsed, and even a tree in the courtyard as thick as an arm was broken into pieces.

Branches and leaves were scattered all over the ground, and even flying wood fragments were stuck in the eaves. The small courtyard, which was not large, became in pieces, and its original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

The scene was in a mess, as if it had been looted by hundreds of bandits. What was even more shocking was the person in the hall.

He leaned against the pillars of the room, as if he only had half a breath left. He was already on the verge of death. His body was covered in blood. The blood dripped down the hem of his clothes and into the soil, dyeing the soil at his feet black and red.

The old man's squinting eyes suddenly widened, and he stood there stunned for a long time before he tremblingly stepped forward, wanting to reach out his hand to help Zhongpei up, but he didn't know how to start.

"This... Xiaolangjun." The old man trembled and checked Zhongping's breathing to make sure that the other party was still breathing. He felt relieved and looked at Zhongping at a loss.

He covered his mouth and coughed twice. His voice seemed hoarse and unintelligible due to being burned by fire. "Can you hold on for a while, and wait for me to go to the hospital to find some herbs?"

Zhong Pingqi is as smooth as a thread, and his situation is very strange now. He can feel that he is seriously injured, and he can even be said to be on the verge of death. However, there is a strange warmth in his chest, which is somewhat similar to the "vitality" described in fantasy novels.

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To describe it, he seemed to be stuck in the gate of hell. The blood loss from his body and his increasingly blurred consciousness reminded him of the fact that he was about to die, but his internal organs were not damaged in any way.

As long as the bleeding is stopped, you can recover on your own.

This idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

So, is the lifespan marked by the system the destiny? As long as the remaining lifespan has not expired, and you fight with the enemy, the opponent will always reduce the killing intent value due to various force majeure unexpected attack errors, or directly for some reasons.

Changed from killing to capturing alive.

If, like today, I encounter a "life and death crisis" that is not caused by human intervention, the system will take action to save my life.

Then...could it be said that the optimal solution of the system refers to this old man with medical skills?

No, since this old man knows medical skills, shouldn't he save me first? How could he be so helpless...

Although his heart was full of doubts, the constant loss of blood made Thongpei unable to stay awake.

He forced himself to express his gratitude to the old man and then completely lost consciousness.

Hearing the muffled sound coming from behind, the old man who was shrinking and hunched over turned around and stared at the unconscious Tanehira. After confirming that the other party had no reaction to the outside world, he slowly stretched his body and straightened his back.

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That ugly, scab-covered face was full of indifference, without any emotion.

"I have been planning the city for a long time. Success or failure only depends on today. There is no room for mistakes."

"Taishi Ling, God wants you to fall into the hands of the old man, but the old man will be disrespectful."

"It's just a pity that such a serious injury... I can only feel sorry for Sikong..."

The old man twitched the corners of his mouth, and the scars on his face were twisted into a ball. His cloudy eyeballs were covered with a thin layer of white, which looked like a ghost. He hid it in his sleeve. With his skinny fingers, he picked up a piece of stone with an inscription engraved on it.

The square chess pieces with names were thrown randomly on the ground.

Seeing that the blood flowing out of Zhong Ping blurred the black characters on the chess pieces, the old man rubbed the remaining two chess pieces in his sleeves, which had "Li Meng" and "Wang Fang" engraved on them.

It wasn't until the word "Li Meng" disappeared from the chess piece that he weighed "King Fang", held it in his hands and played with it, and laughed gloomily in his throat, as sharp as an owl's cry.

"Zhang Ji, Guo Si... don't let me down."

As the old man's chest vibrated, the wooden box in his arms filled with chess pieces with different names also began to shake.

The chess pieces continued to collide and become dislocated. Only the chess pieces with the names "Guo Si" and "Zhang Ji" engraved on them, which were tied together with silk threads, continued to rise due to their weight, and finally collided with the Xiao chess piece with the name "Liu Xie" engraved on it.

to low position.

But it was tied up by the white silk net used by the old man to separate different chess pieces, and it became tighter and tighter.

It is secretly consistent with the old man's layout.

Zhongping closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling for a moment.

At the same time when Zhong Ping's life and death were unknown, outside Chang'an City.

"General, we have captured a man who is sneaking around and claiming to be one of General Li's subordinates. We dare not make a decision. We tie this man tightly and present him to the general."

After Guo Bang finished discussing with Jia Xu, he asked Jia Xu to stand aside first. He sat in the camp and looked at the map of the city that he drew based on his memory. When they heard the reports from the soldiers outside the camp, the two looked at each other and felt a little bit in their hearts.

Play drums.

Li Jue? How could Li Jue lead his troops to Chang'an? The situation is very good now. If Li Jue had come here, he would have failed.

Jia Xu thought that if Li Jue knew that he had turned his back to Guo Si and made suggestions for him, he would inevitably be hated by Li Jue and his life would be in danger. After a little concentration, he began to think about his own options.

Although Guo Bang was flustered, seeing Jia Xu's calm expression, he calmed down for a moment and clapped his hands and ordered: "Bring that man in."

The soldier responded and went out, and soon he walked into the tent with a man who was tied tightly and dressed as a scout.

"General Guo!" This man was the scout who had received Zhang Xiu's order earlier. When he saw Guo Si, he wanted to take out the seal in his arms, but these soldiers were tied up too tightly.
To be continued...