Guard booth (3)
Twenty minutes later, I was sure that Xu You was not telling the truth.
Our carriage passed through a tunnel that was a hundred meters long and stopped in the darkness. Then the accompanying black cars continued to whiz by, and the huge carriage in the middle was exactly the same as the one we were in.
We went down into the mountain, wading through unknown waterways, and then transferred trains for several days before finally entering the mountain. The vast forest seemed endless.
I didn't have any chance to escape, as Xu You was sleeping on the floor, blocking the door.
He brought a small team of tough guys, about twenty of them. Their tents and campfires surrounded our carriage, and people took turns to keep watch all night.
Occasionally, a clerk would knock on the door and come in to take a lighter, toothpaste, or medicated oil from my grocery store. He would then line up obediently at the cash register to pay, and each of them would smile shyly at me.
I was collecting money, packing, and organizing the shelves, feeling dazed. I had never dreamed of such an outrageous thing, being kidnapped by a group of lunatics to open a grocery store, or a literal RV self-driving tour.
This absurdity reached its peak when Xu You came over in the night fog, carrying a wild boar and asking me to use the restroom.
The manners I had accumulated over the past twenty years evaporated in an instant. In my nightmares for those days, I was counting accounts and greeting Xu You's family, shedding tears as much as Lanzhou ramen.
After walking for a while, I estimated that we had entered an uninhabited area, perhaps even near a border in the southwest. The overly humid air made me feel like dog urine moss was growing in my lungs.
This doesn't seem like going to Zhangjia Dabieye or something. It seems like they are looking for a place to fill me with cement and sink me like a monster.
At this place, Xu You finally changed his words, saying that the Zhang family had a "project" and needed a person of weight to take charge. Coincidentally, he and I were both very important, so we could do some practical work to brush up our resumes before going home.
That black diary is the "study material" he prepared for me, asking me to study it carefully and read it carefully. Then we can kill together.
Huh?
I couldn't stand it any longer: "Xu You! Are you crazy?"
He touched his neck and asked me seriously, "I'm fine. I can cut it off for you to check. Would you like to move away from him?" Then he told the waiter to remember to collect his body.
I could tell that what he said was true, because he was really using his vision to calculate where to retreat so that his blood wouldn't splash on me.
Even if he was crazy, I wouldn't let him die. Besides, I was surrounded by people with holes in their brains. I had no choice but to tell him to get out of here, and my palms were completely numb.
Holding my breath, I felt a growing ominous premonition in my heart. During my break, I quickly opened my diary and sat cross-legged on the bed to look at the Zhang family's business scope.
The good news: it’s not a life sentence, there’s no grave digging, and no shady dealings.
The bad news: they are going crazy in a group.
First of all, perhaps to increase the sense of immersion and facilitate reading, or perhaps I am simply bored, this diary records the relevant circumstances from my own perspective, tone, and handwriting.
It's just that the imitator's own writing skills must be very high, so when imitating my broken handwriting, he can't help but reveal a hint of elegant beauty. With this level, I will never be able to reach it in my eight lifetimes.
Now let’s talk about the specific content.
This time it was a party, and the location was at the end of the dense forest. It was said that the Zhang family and some partners had discovered a huge underground pit there.
They sent several groups of men down to try to find some clues in the family prophecy, but after returning safely, the men were either unconscious or woke up and said nothing happened, but disappeared after just a few days.
Through subsequent surveillance, it was found that the missing guys left late at night and walked back to the depths of the pit on their own.
The Zhang family, who did not believe in evil, deliberately selected a desperado in the team, fed him a large amount of positioning potion, and let him move freely.
The result was very surprising. After the fellow entered the pit again, the Zhang family found him through positioning and dragged him out by force. After waking up, he was very clear-headed, as if he was just sleepwalking, and there was no problem with his mental state.
The next day, the third day, and the fourth day, he would return to the pit on his own every day. He was safe and sound, but he seemed to be trapped in the pit forever.
This fellow was also a ruthless person, and he immediately conducted an experiment. He crippled one of his legs, tied himself to the generator, locked all his joints, and asked three groups of people to take turns to watch him around the clock.
That night, as everyone watched in horror, the fellow twisted his bound hands and feet, and without hesitation threw himself back into the pit, leaving a long trail of blood.
When the Zhang family fished him out again, he showed an incomprehensible sense of satisfaction and security, and seemed to have no sense of pain at all. After that, no matter what he was asked, he just answered soberly that he didn't know and he just wanted to go back to the underground.
Seeing this, I felt as if I were there myself and felt a little scared. I couldn't help but confirm with Xu You whether there were many people like Xu You who could boil water with their bare hands.
The answer was that this level of general ability was not rare in the Zhang family. The guy had a strong self-healing ability and was not afraid of being injured in the ordinary sense, so he dared to cooperate with the experiment on himself.
After this incident, the guy's broken limb never recovered. But such a horrific wound did not get worse without any treatment, as if the concept of injury was just forgotten like the limb he lost.
Reading this, the person who imitated my handwriting used a very excited tone, noting that it could seal the ability, which meant there must be important clues under the pit. No matter what the cost, we should continue to explore, otherwise it will be too late to regret.
"What? You're not satisfied with having super powers, so you're going to go to the M78 Nebula to conquer Ultraman?"
I secretly complained about it, and at the same time I despised the style of doing things that always let the younger brother take the lead. I instigated him to ask the guys by the campfire why they hadn't rebelled yet.
Xu You said that the elite and the boss should go up first, and then looked at me with a smile.
It dawned on me that I was a top mascot that was going to be sold. Did Xu You really recognize the wrong person? He didn't just randomly catch a fool.
He slapped me hard and told me to stop talking and continue watching.
I was shocked and asked him what was wrong. It was better to be a feudal dregs and quickly cut it back. Xu You sneered and said that he was not only a bodyguard, but also my uncle in terms of seniority, so it was natural for him to beat me.
I didn't care about my juniority, I just wanted to admire the bravery of this warrior, so I immediately said yes.
But no matter how much I watch it, I'm not stupid.
Anyone who wants to go into this huge pit on all levels can go, but I won’t do it.
When we were having dinner that night, I said that I didn't like Xu You because he stepped into the door with his right foot first.
Didn't we say that we should obey orders? I sneered at the guys around the campfire. They stood up immediately, and I said, "Tell him to stay away. I want to concentrate on studying for the family business these two days, and I don't want outsiders to get in the way."
Xu You was a little surprised and narrowed his eyes: "I am the team leader."
"Oh." I said in surprise, waving my hand, "Fork it away, I'm the ancestor."
For the next three days, Xu You was driven two miles out of the team and hung not too far away. Through the telescope, I could see him appearing and disappearing mysteriously, looking at me silently.
I took the opportunity to observe the surrounding terrain and found that this guy was always appearing in various upwind areas.
If you don't understand, just ask. I eagerly called an experienced fellow who was said to be the team leader and asked him if he had any way to get rid of Xu You's field of vision and tracking range.
The team leader was also a burly man with a red face. He was using his big hands, fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, to hold a small carving knife to peel apple blossoms for me. At the same time, he excitedly introduced how suitable that location was for an ambush and how wide the view was. It would be impossible to get rid of it.
After saying that, he looked at me with a very dog-like expression, and told me mysteriously that that was their most beloved leader, and if I wanted to kill him for fun, he would just report to the leader himself and then kill him, and his loyalty was absolutely unquestionable.
What kind of people are these?
I rubbed my arms which were covered with goose bumps, asked someone to call Xu You back, opened the diary again, and shamelessly pretended that nothing had happened.
"Uncle, I don't understand this, please teach me."
The forest was dense and foggy. Xu You rushed in from outside, still covered in water. He was stunned for a moment after hearing what I said, and his face was complicated. He looked at me for a long time, and finally sighed a little helplessly, and squeezed out a sentence:
"Ancestor, you... are indeed a young master."
"Your ancestor still wants to escape. It's up to you whether to stop him or not, but you have to prepare an escape plan and route map for me. Submit the plan to me after you finish studying these few pages."
I have recovered from the anxiety of these days, and vaguely grasped the extent to which I can commit suicide in the team through trial and error. I decided to just sit back and let professionals solve the problem.
He immediately continued angrily with a clear conscience: "In the Zhang family, we don't care about nepotism, uncles, nephews, aunts, and uncles. Don't be idle all day long, isn't that reasonable?"
The unbelievable Xu You sat down in silence and asked me what he didn't understand.
I thought about it and asked him to peel a fruit plate for me first, and sent the resentful tool team leader away.
The contents of the diary then talked about the purpose of our trip.
After that ruthless fellow got into trouble, his captain, a young man code-named Wildcat, was unwilling to accept the situation and proposed to go down to the field himself, not wanting to let his men be wasted in such an unclear manner.
The wild cat went around the ground and found nothing in the empty pit. But the next day, it was caught again. It took two steps and was immediately discovered. It was knocked unconscious and kept under guard.
Wildcat was still calm when he got here. He found a cowhide rope as thick as two fingers, tied it around himself after pouring water on it, put on a miner's cap light and a camera on his chest, and proposed to gather all the people who were lucky enough to be brought back after going down the pit. He asked someone to hold one end of the rope and watch his route at night.
Wildcat meant that he wanted to see where all the people who were trapped ended up. Even if it was a pit, there would always be a spot that people preferred to hide in such a large place.
The constant trial and error in the middle was a bit complicated and redundant. I recorded more than ten pages in my diary. I will skip it and go straight to the results:
Finally, the group of people dragged the rope that was constantly being released, and like a wandering bait, it really stopped at a place in the pit.
"There's something deeper underground," said the wild cat. "Have you ever seen a piece of candy covered with ants? We are the ants now. Others, don't come down. We'll dig it ourselves."
So the matter was settled. The group of people who were infected started digging downwards at a fixed point there, and the people above provided equipment, supplies and technical support.
But there are still two important people missing from this plan.
The first person must have enough and strong resistance, be able to lead the team and make independent decisions, and be able to stay behind to cover the retreat when necessary.
The second person must have absolute lethality. If everyone loses their minds, even if he is also stupid, he can passively kill the approaching danger in an instant, fundamentally eliminating the secondary spread of the source.
This person is the absolute core of the entire team, and everyone must protect him at all costs.
That is to say, for example, a direct descendant of the Zhang family with a high enough concentration of blood ability would have a truly poisonous flesh and blood body.
The other little brothers are not qualified in front of this soul figure.
At this point, Xu You baked a baked sweet potato for me with his bare hands, peeled it and turned it in his hands, raising his eyelids nonchalantly.
"Nephew, who else can we do this? It's dangerous to go underground. Do you want to learn super powers?"
I stuttered for a rare moment and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I haven't finished talking about the trap yet."
"oh."
He nodded and said suddenly, "Your eyes are shining."
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