Salt
Amid the somewhat shrill and eerie voice of the Taiwanese, the entire scene was incomparably silent.
Even Xu You, who didn't understand the meaning of "clothes" at the time, felt a chill all over his body, gasped, and secretly called out "mother".
But at this time, we can see that people's reactions and ways of dealing with things are very different. If I were there, I would probably try to calm the guy down and change the subject;
But an old hand like Xu You didn't even think twice. He just cursed angrily, took a quick step forward, and kicked the mountain villager who was still pulling the sickle out to the ground.
The mountain man was kicked in the heart unexpectedly. He screamed in pain and curled up like a shrimp, but Xu You seemed not to see it. He squatted down and smashed the man's head to the ground, then pulled out his shotgun and fired three consecutive shots at the mountain man's forehead.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The extremely close-range explosion created a pile of colorful white liquid that splashed all over Xu You.
Almost at the same time, he felt a lightness on his lower back, and the other spare racket was decisively taken away. There were three more bangs, bangs, bangs, and shots at the feet of several other mountain people who were screaming and running away. The movements of several people, whether running or squatting, were all frozen, and they knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands.
The heavy smell of gunpowder brought about dead silence again, and between stillness and movement, all changes happened at a rapid pace.
Xu You took off his bloody coat, put it on Taizi's forehead, and said coldly, "Who else wants to run?"
With this action, he quietly wiped away the beads of sweat on his chin with his thumb, and then he realized that his entire cheek was numb from the shock.
Taking another look at the bold little kid Zhang Tianyi, it was really weird. I didn't know how the other party took the racket from me silently, and he didn't even notice when he was approached.
Fortunately, the boy was very measured in his attack, even too merciful, and did not pierce any of the mountain people's heels, he just made threats.
Moreover, the racket has a long rifling groove and great recoil, and it is difficult for an average adult to hold it steadily. Zhang Tianyi lowered his head and rubbed his wrist silently, and there was indeed a serious bruise on it.
Xu You was somewhat relieved, thinking that he was still a decent person, and a good kid who made decisions promptly. He could trust him for now, and didn't need to pay too much attention to Zhang Tianyi.
But this time, he almost capsized and was implicated by these human traffickers. Xu You's face was still extremely ugly, and he was about to go up and shoot each of these scums.
Hearing this, even though I had a first-person perspective, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, the smell of blood that hit me clearly emerged.
Faced with Xu You and Zhang Tianyi's timely responses, "I" couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and the violent emotion was first replaced by surprise.
They would brutally attack the mountain people who offended me without any reason, and this unprecedented experience made me feel a little bit elated.
I seemed to laugh sinisterly and reached out to touch my torn face. The first thing I touched was the sticky coat. But before I could think about how to skin the person kneeling and lying on the ground, a voice said calmly:
"Aren't you looking for the wall? How long are you going to take?"
As he spoke, Zhang Tianyi had already walked to the front without even glancing at the mountain people on the ground.
I must say that in the experience I recall now, the huge greed brought about by the word "wall" in an instant completely overwhelmed the resentment of the Taiwanese.
That strange and uncontrollable ecstasy and desire, when I think about it calmly now, is actually very unnatural.
Taizi gives me the feeling of a giant baby deliberately created by some process, completely driven by hidden instructions, and reacts to people and things around him in a very arrogant and unfamiliar manner, as if he has never been exposed to the normal world. The occasional vanity, anger or snickering mixed in is as weak as residue, almost flashing by.
I have vaguely felt this in Nian Ziqing, but behind Nian Ziqing's arrogance, his personal emotions and selfish desires are extremely strong, as if they suddenly erupted and distorted after being overly suppressed, which is another wrong extreme.
This seemingly plausible coincidence makes me very uncomfortable, and I always feel that there is some unknown malice hidden behind it.
In addition, there was another incredible incident that interrupted Taizi's sudden attack.
In the valley full of circular white mud and sand, the sound of wind was heard faintly.
Actually, whether it was the sound of the wind is debatable. It just sounded very mournful, and there were also very, very slight rustling and crackling sounds mixed in.
The exact source of the sound could not be determined, but it was definitely coming from the ground beneath our feet. However, the exact distance and direction were unknown.
Soon, it was as if there was a hellish underworld surging below. A mountain villager who was kneeling on the ground with his head in his hands suddenly moved and let out a creepy laugh.
Xu You pulled the bolt with a click and shouted, "What are you doing? Don't move!"
But the mountain man did not answer, but his throat rolled abnormally, he put his hands on his neck, and laughed almost abruptly. Mixed in the rustling sound of the strange wind, it made people feel itchy all over.
Zhang Tianyi, who was originally walking in front, suddenly stopped and turned to look over.
Even I felt something was wrong, and I had a vague feeling of uneasiness. But compared to the inhuman abnormalities I was used to, what could still make me uneasy? I couldn't answer, I just took a deep breath, my mind completely occupied by the unfamiliar feeling of loss of control.
But at first glance, because the mountain man was still kneeling on the ground with his head down, his expression and condition could not be seen. The only thing that could be observed was his Adam's apple rolling continuously at a very abnormal frequency.
I didn't realize that the strange emotion I was feeling was actually fear, and I just said, "Don't move!" without even thinking about trying to grab the gun from the person next to me.
Zhang Jia gave me a strange and complicated look, then let me do whatever I wanted. I raised my gun and shouted at the mountain man, "Don't move, don't move, don't move. Do you hear me?"
The bolt got stuck with a dull sound. "Zhang Jia" reached out and said silently, "Take the safety off." I didn't care what he said and just kept firing the gun at the mountain villager who was behaving strangely.
The gun only fired once, and a blood flower burst out on the mountain man's thigh without any accuracy. It turned out that there was no bullet. I was furious, but at this moment, the mountain man's rolling Adam's apple stopped for a half beat, and his laughter also stopped.
He covered his throat at once, uttered two hoarse sounds, and his face and thighs, which were still bleeding, all turned blue and black, and he fell silently to the ground.
This whole process probably took less than ten seconds, and the irritating sound of the wind suddenly stopped.
Amid the sounds of falling one after another, the remaining mountain people all fell down without any warning.
My mind went blank, and then it was filled with a frenzy that was almost anger, and I went up to kick the fallen body. But after taking only a few steps forward, my movements slowed down unconsciously, and cold sweat rolled down my eyelids.
The number of mountain people is wrong.
The mountaineer who had damaged my "clothes" and been hit by several bullets at the beginning was gone. There was only a faint pool of blood on the ground, which was rapidly seeping into the ground and disappearing.
Those deep red waves once submerged several white circular mud and sand, but it seemed that they only stayed there for an indistinguishable moment, and the traces on them are now too faint to be seen.
What is going on? Why is this not included in the images that I have "seen" as a prophet? What exactly happened?
Before I could figure out what was going on in my confused mind, Zhang Tianyi had already turned back and looked at the remaining bodies that had not disappeared, thinking. His expression did not change much, but I still felt uneasy, so I saw him half-kneeling and turning one of the blue-black bodies over on its back.
Upon seeing this, the three of us who were left here fell silent for a moment.
Because the corpse's facial features were extremely hideous and painful, his lips were almost bitten off by himself, and they were purple from suffocation, and there was faint white foam in his mouth and nose.
More importantly, the strangulation marks on the throat were incredibly deep, as if at some point, this person had suddenly used all his strength to strangle himself to death.
Even I know that it is impossible for a person to strangle himself to death without the help of external force or tools.
The instinct for survival will make people struggle subconsciously. Even if a person hangs himself with a rope tied to the bedside railing, he will most likely scratch his neck and kick his legs hard in an attempt to breathe.
What kind of power can enable a person to go against his survival instinct and take such an abnormal and fatal action?
Zhang Tianyi didn't raise his head, still looking at the corpse. After a while, he slowly said, "Look." He turned the corpse to the side and patted it gently. Fine white gravel poured out from the man's mouth, nose, ears and other orifices like a small waterfall.
This was definitely not the result of his face accidentally rubbing against the ground when he fell.
"What is that? Sand?"
Zhang Jia said curiously, his voice a little forced, as if he had taken a deep breath and wanted to swear, and it was obviously choking enough.
"No," Zhang Tianyi said softly, "It looks like a block of salt."
--Salt?
"Just now we discussed that there are mineral salts and waterways underneath, and I'm afraid it has come true. I just don't know what is hidden in the sand." Zhang Tianyi looked around cautiously and crouched down. He was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and compared to an adult, he moved very lightly, with almost no sound or footprints.
Soon, he swam around and said, "Come here slowly. It's best to stay away from those white mud circles and don't make any loud noises."
I was puzzled, and stood there stiffly saying, "I'm here to find the wall." I was already very impatient.
Zhang Tian looked at me and said, "Do you want to stay here and wait for yourself to sink and become the content of one of the salt roads?" After saying that, he didn't care about the resentment in my eyes, and walked slowly towards the depths with his head down.
Instead, it was that "Zhang Jia" who nervously told me to hurry up and follow him, as the ground here might become increasingly loose, and it would be difficult to get into the mountain if I didn't walk now.
My expression eased a little, but I was still somewhat arrogant. More importantly, I was unwilling to admit and adapt to the fear I had never experienced before. After hesitating for a while, I finally caught up with him.
"——Disciple, what do you think of this damn thing?" At this point, Xu You could not help but curse a few words. It was obvious that he had tolerated the troublesome Taizai to the extreme, but he was afraid of his weirdness and was unwilling to turn against him on the spot.
But the cooperation between him and Zhang Tianyi, one playing the good cop and the other the bad cop, was effective. The three of them quickly and carefully bypassed the area and slowly came to the end of the empty plain. In the distance, there were many shadows, and it seemed that a stone forest was in sight.
It was at this time that I had to say that Taizai was indeed inexperienced. Just because he was lucky enough to have nothing happen for half a day, he became suspicious again. He stopped and looked back with dissatisfaction.
Just this one glance, even to this day I am still terrified when I think about it.
Because just about two inches away from my heels, the entire ground sank silently, and countless white sands were spit out from those circular circles of mud and sand. Soon, the entire valley turned into a small pale desert.
No, it wasn't the desert. The white stuff was finer than sand and had a slightly salty and bitter taste. Just as Zhang Tianyi judged, it was all salt.
In the fine salt dust, the ground continued to hum, as if there was a small vortex churning underground.
"This is a piece of quicksand that appears at a fixed time." Zhang Tianyi said slowly, seeming to be frightened by it.
In the quicksand made of salt dust, I saw a severed hand looming and floating up. Then there were two, three, ten, and more and more, countless.
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