The topic did not continue, Changmao lay on the ground as if asleep, and did not move for a long time. Zhao Bankuo looked at the man's indifferent face and couldn't help but have a deeper understanding of his ruffian nature.

In a war, those who survive to the end are often those who can see everything.

After Changmao had slept enough, it was already around 5 o'clock, and there was nothing to continue resting. Changmao tied up his hair and said cheerfully that he should continue walking, leave early and go home early. The two reached an agreement, packed up and hit the road.

.

After walking in the dark for a while, it started to rain heavily, which made a crackling sound on the leaves. They took out their ponchos, put them on, and walked for a short time when suddenly there was a rustling sound in front of them.

Zhao Bankuo became alert and asked, "What is that?"

Changmao hissed and tilted his head to listen carefully. Zhao Bankuo didn't say anything and walked closer. His voice became clearer and clearer. It was a humming sound.

Changmao immediately relaxed and said, "Like a wild boar."

Only then did Zhao Bankuo connect the two. He was disturbed by that ghost yesterday, and the rain was too loud, so he couldn't hear it. He asked: "What should I do? Go around?"

Changmao wiped his face and said with bright eyes: "Why go around? It's hard to come across a living thing. Let's have a tooth ceremony."

Zhao Bankuo immediately remembered the wild boar he had eaten before and felt a little nauseous, so he said, "It's better to say goodbye. I still have enough dry food here."

Changmao sneered: "I don't know when I can go out. You should save the dry food you have for your little baby! Don't be like a fool, walk lightly."

After saying that, they walked forward directly. The two of them walked slowly for less than ten meters, and saw a huge creature under a big tree not far away, lowering its head to eat. It looked like it was at least two hundred

catty.

Changmao became excited, hid behind the bushes, lay on the ground and picked up the gun, then took out his hand and pushed Zhao Bankuo to the ground, and whispered: "Get down."

Zhao Bankuo gently pulled the bolt and asked, "Are you sure?" Changmao hissed and looked closer to the scope.

As if it noticed something, the wild boar raised its head, howled, paused for a few seconds, and then arched up on the ground. Probably because the distance was not enough, Changmao waved his hand to follow, and then moved forward with his elbow on the ground.

After crawling a few times, Zhao Bankuo climbed up to him and asked, "What is that guy doing?"

Changmao narrowed one eye and said, "That's a lot of nonsense." After saying that, he fired a shot.

The bullet was shot out very fast, and the wild boar howled and ran around, but there seemed to be no blood on its body. Zhao Bankuo looked at it for a few seconds and said: "Changmao, you missed!"

Changmao shook his head and stood up, snorting: "Impossible, I am always hitting the target, how could I miss it?" As he said that, Zhao Bankuo looked at it.

Seeing that the wild boar seemed to have found its target and bumped into it like crazy, I couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's coming! Move quickly!"

Changmao turned his head, looked around, cursed, cocked the gun and fired several shots in succession. However, he couldn't be sure of his accuracy in the rush, and the wild boar still hit him desperately.

Both of them were stunned. They could only run as fast as they could. They were chased by the wild boar and had no time to think of a way to kill it. After running forward for dozens of steps, they were covered in mud and their faces were hit by branches.

Even though it was bruised, the wild boar still howled and followed behind.

This wild run was so sudden that Zhao Bankuo stumbled over a tree root. Suddenly he saw a few dead trees falling in front of him, forming a small space. Changmao pulled him and said:

"There's a fallen tree over there, see if we can get in."

There was no time to say more. They ran there with one foot in the water and one in the mud. They tried, but they could only bend down and get in. When they stopped, Zhao Bankuo gasped for air and cursed: "What the hell, what the hell?"

What's going on?" Before he could finish speaking, Changmao covered his mouth and said softly: "Don't make any sound."

Zhao Bankuo's chest heaved violently, and he stopped breathing loudly. The two of them stood still, listening to the sound of the wild boar outside gradually getting smaller, as if it was going in another direction, until finally it was no longer heard at all, and the sound of long hair was heard.

Let go.

Zhao Bankuo adjusted his breathing evenly, put his gun on the ground, and asked: "Are you far away?" The long-haired probe listened for a while, then retracted and said: "It seems to be gone. Damn it, it's just a pig monster." He sighed.

Poohed twice.

Zhao Bankuo couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's really a pig demon. We were too stupid just now." Changmao glanced at him and said: "Silly ass." He laughed as he walked outside.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Bankuo felt better and joked: "Hey, why are you so bad at shooting wild boars? You can shoot so many wild boars without any problems."

Changmao let out a cry: "Bah, the few shots I just shot were all on its head. It's a pig demon. What can I do?"

Zhao Bankuo clicked his tongue and said, "Other gods are trying to scare people."

Changmao tightened his gun belt, turned around and said, "I'm not interested in playing tricks on you, let's go."

Suddenly, the ground seemed to tremble slightly. Changmao stopped suddenly, looked around, and said, "Damn, that ghost is here again! Why are you still following me without taking the box?" He bent down and ran deep into the woods.

, nor use a flashlight.

This time, they marched for nearly two hours before they could hear no abnormal noise. The long-haired man listened with his ears close to the ground, said it was okay, found a tree and jumped up, waiting until Zhao Bankuo was beside him.

He also found a tree and climbed up, and then suddenly smiled: "Caitou, it's not bad, it's almost as good as the knife."

Just as he finished speaking, he stopped again, spat, and said no more. Zhao Bankuo looked through a clump of branches and watched him move around on the tree.

He seemed very irritable, and I immediately guessed that he was feeling troubled by the thought of the knife.

Thinking of this, Zhao Bankuo sighed, and he could only sigh.

He took out his poncho and covered himself. His mind was as messed up as paste and his chest felt tight. He simply closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about anything. He finally fell asleep, but a heavy rain came in the middle of the night and woke him up.

He stretched out his hand and wiped it, and in the mist, he seemed to hear the crackling rain, mixed with a strange buzzing sound, which was terribly weird.

He regained consciousness immediately after a cold war, and Changmao next door shouted: "What's going on with that damn thing? Are you still going to let me sleep?"

Zhao Bankuo shouted back: "I can't sleep anymore. Damn it, you can follow me even though you have walked so far. It's so weird!" Changmao yelled and got off the tree. The two of them slid down, looking at each other's faces.

The rain turned pale little by little. The dull commotion seemed to be getting closer and closer, and there was even thunder in the sky. Finally Zhao Bankuo asked: "What should I do?"

Changmao kicked the big tree next to him several times, and while kicking, he cursed: "How the hell do I know what to do? Why are you still following me when I don't even care about the mission anymore? Damn it!"

After scolding, there seemed to be no other way. After thinking for a long time, he finally squatted under a tree, took out a raincoat and put it on his head. He took out a map and asked Zhao Bankuo to go over. He searched on the map with his flashlight: "We must find a way to

Avoid the way, otherwise I will be so damn annoying. I just thought that the way we came and the way back are not exactly the same, but the general direction is the same, so we always go around the red line, we

We must take a road that has not been traveled before.”

After saying that, he patted Zhao Bankuo on the shoulder and said: "It's not a big deal, don't be nervous. Our destination is Jiangxinpo, and there is a compass, so everything will be fine."

As he said that, he drew a line on the edge of the red line: "There are some slopes here and the altitude is higher, but there are no signs of water or mountains. Let's go here and see if that ghost comes."

There are several hills at the end of the new route. Generally speaking, it is far away from the red line area. It will take a detour at first, but in the later stage it will be much closer than the original route up the mountain through the river, so Zhao Bankuo did not

Speaking out is considered acquiescence.

The two people started a rapid march again, and it was still raining until dawn, and the sound was indeed gone. They gradually slowed down their pace and ran all night. Zhao Bankuo was very tired, so he took out the compressed biscuits and ate them silently, feeling in his heart

I really want to find a dry place where he can lie down and have a good sleep without having to think about those inexplicable things and not feeling like he is on the run all the time.

However, Changmao suddenly rushed over, pushed him to the ground, and whispered: "Don't move, there is a sound."

"What's the sound?" Zhao Bankuo was startled. He ignored the long hair and listened intently. He felt that there was nothing except the wind blowing on the leaves and one or two birds chirping. When he looked again, he found that the long hair was pointing straight up.
Chapter completed!