Chapter 266 Looking for Him
When leaving the northeastern territory, the evil spirit could not help but ask, "Master, why didn't you take the mute with you?"
"Is it because you can't face him as your boyfriend after you regained your memory?"
Sang Mo leaned back in his chair, one hand on the window sill, a lit cigarette between his bony fingers. The smoke was slowly filled with a faint scent of nicotine. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a puff.
After a puff of smoke, he spoke, "Probably."
"The base was destroyed, and they would mistakenly think that I was dead inside."
"That's good."
The evil spirit glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "This is not good."
"This means that the owner cannot return home and must always avoid revealing his whereabouts. If they find out, they will come looking for him."
"But if you keep avoiding them, it's the owner who will be wronged."
Sang Mo laughed, "So let God decide."
His languid smile stung the evil spirit's eyes a little, and he took the initiative to speak frankly: "Actually, I should have reminded you when I left."
Remind him that Zhang Qiling is here and ask if he should be brought along.
But she ignored it.
She had her own ideas and little tricks, and knew that her master might not want to get involved with them, so she simply ignored the suggestions.
It was only after she left the Northeast that she asked this question. Even if she went back, Zhang Qiling might not be there anymore.
And the master didn't mention it either. It was like a tacit understanding. Both sides had their own considerations, and neither of them mentioned Zhang Qiling.
After hearing the master's answer, the evil spirit also understood the master's plan.
He wanted to leave the decision to fate again and try to stay out of the way, but if his whereabouts were discovered and they found him, then that would be the choice given by fate.
Sure enough, she heard the owner's slightly hoarse voice say: "It doesn't matter. If you can find it, you can find it. If you can't find it, there are ways to deal with it."
"Nannan, how long would it take them to search for someone who has already died?"
The evil spirits are silent.
She suddenly realized clearly that letting fate make the decision might be one of the reasons, and it was time to test the depth of her feelings.
The master is measuring their determination and firmness in this way.
She snorted and laughed. "Maybe only a year or two. That's the longest estimate."
"I hope they can do this, otherwise it will be really disheartening."
Sang Mo did not comment, his smile seemed even more ethereal, "Yes, Nannan understands me very well."
I don’t know whether I should be glad or sad. I’m glad that someone understands him, but I’m sad that this is a being who was once a human being and is now an ancient god.
Sang Mo flicked the cigarette between his fingers and listened to Nannan say, "It's been five days."
It has been five days since we left the base.
Zhang Qiling was still searching the base which had become a ruin. His hands were already pitch black, the color of ashes, and there were traces of coagulated blood on his ten fingertips.
During this search, he actually found many corpses. Every time he found a corpse, he was afraid that it was Sang Mo's corpse.
Zhang Qiling was very sure of this because the explosion was not an intentional suicide.
Otherwise, Sang Mo would not have done such a big thing. He must have had a guarantee to do so. In that case, this guarantee must be a malicious suicide.
If it is not judged by the system, then if you are affected by the explosion, any casualties will not be treated by the system.
Before he found Sang Mo, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. As long as he didn't find him, it would prove that Sang Mo was still alive.
However, Zhang Qiling was unable to determine whether Sang Mo was among these corpses that were burned beyond recognition and whose faces could not be identified at all.
He could only judge based on body shape and fingers.
But... this is the Wang family base. Zhang Qiling has actually discovered two corpses with body shapes similar to Sang Mo. The most important thing is that their index fingers and middle fingers are relatively long, which, in Sang Mo's words, makes them look deformed.
When he found the two bodies, Zhang Qiling was almost frightened to cardiac arrest. Fortunately, the body was found on the right hand, and Sang Mo was left-handed.
Only this symbol allows Zhang Qiling to retain his luck and sanity.
As the sky gradually darkened, Zhang Qiling was still hunched over searching.
There was a ray of light coming from the distance, dim and limited, it seemed to be a car. As the distance got closer, the sound of the engine and the rubbing sound of tires on the ground could be heard.
The car seemed to have noticed something unusual and sped up.
A few minutes later, the car arrived outside the power fence and three figures hurriedly ran towards this side.
"Oh my god, this is such a blast!"
"Who is this explosive talent? This is really a knife pulling the butt. Fatty has opened his eyes!"
This humorous way of speaking is exactly what Fatty Wang does.
The three people who came were obvious: Hei Xia Zi, Xie Yu Chen, and Wang Pang Zi.
Hei Xia Zi endured the pain in his waist and quickly ran towards the bending figure. He was a mute, there was no doubt about it.
But only dumb ones.
This place was like a ruin. Hei Xia Zi had already guessed what had happened here. Combined with the mute's anxious search, his heart sank.
"Dumb!"
Zhang Qiling raised his head, his usually calm eyes were filled with anxiety, with a hint of unsuppressible panic emerging.
Hei Xiazi felt as if his heartbeat stopped for a moment, and his voice was dry, "...Where is he?"
Zhang Qiling's lips moved, but he said nothing and continued to search.
His lips were very dry and flaky from not drinking water for a long time, and his face was as pale as a weak patient who had lost too much blood.
Hei Xiazi ran over and grabbed Zhang Qiling's wrist with one hand, "Are you looking for him?"
Zhang Qiling nodded mechanically. Hei Xia Zi staggered slightly. He let go of his hand and then bent down to join the search.
Xie Yuchen ran over with a cold and handsome face. He said nothing and looked in another direction.
Fatty Wang looked at the three men who had lost their composure and sighed in his heart. He put down his backpack, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Zhang Qiling, "Brother, replenish your energy first and then look for something else."
"Otherwise, you'll faint from exhaustion before you even find the person."
Zhang Qiling paused, Fatty Wang stuffed the water into his hand, took out some bread and compressed biscuits, tore open the packaging and put them to his mouth.
"Brother, eat something. We'll look for it after we finish eating."
The three of them did not need to replenish their energy, but Zhang Qiling's condition was obviously not right. It was obvious that his mouth had not had water for a long time. Looking at this ruined base, there was nothing that could fill his stomach.
Fatty Wang didn’t know how long Zhang Qiling had been here, but it must have been several days.
When they received the news, it took them two days to rush here from the capital overnight. The explosion was so loud that the news could not be concealed.
Zhang Qiling was silent for a while, drank a few sips of water, and then mechanically began to eat the food fed by Fatty Wang.
Swallowing silently, chewing in silence, under the gaze of Fatty Wang, the young man's eyes, which were already bloodshot, gradually turned red and were faintly filled with mist.
At this moment, Fatty Wang felt extremely uncomfortable. Even the young man was like this. If Tian Zhen, who was still behind the bronze door, knew about it, would she hide in the corner and cry secretly?
All he could say was: "No news is the best news."
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