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Ling Shi was a little panicked.
If Lu Tingxiao is really angered and runs away, we will be short of a strong laborer on the road to Qinghai.
Not to mention he's a unique experimental subject...
He gritted his teeth and thought about how he could convince Lu Tingxiao...
After thinking about it, this man seems to be made of steel and has no weaknesses.
Oh, yes, there is a problem that causes fainting.
How to treat it? ...
It can't be cured.
I don’t know when it will happen.
Oh, yes.
Ling Shi suddenly remembered Lu Tingxiao's abnormal behavior when they first met: he licked the blood from his wound.
Let him lick it again?
No, no, that would make me a pervert.
But he did look excited when he licked the blood...
Just as he was thinking, his face was suddenly pinched.
When he looked up, Lu Tingxiao was looking at him with a frown: "What are you staring at? Why do I feel like you're up to something bad?"
Ling Shi slapped his hand away, and without further hesitation, he asked directly, "What do you want in exchange for going with us?"
Lu Tingxiao raised his eyebrows: "Are you so reluctant to let me go?"
"Conditions... whatever I want?"
Ling Shi sensed a conspiracy in this sentence. "How is that possible? Tell me about it, and I'll consider it."
Lu Tingxiao looked at him with focused eyes, as if he was sizing up a prey that was about to be caught.
Ling Shi suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
Just as he was about to say something, Lu Tingxiao snorted on the top of his head: "Forget it. This is the last time."
"This matter is over. If you still want to save Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui..."
Ling Shi was stunned.
He is tall and has not been touched on the head since he graduated from elementary school.
Lu Tingxiao took a breath and said, "...I don't want you anymore."
Ling Shi's mood immediately brightened: "Okay. Keep your word. I keep my word, and you keep your word too."
After saying that, he dragged Lu Tingxiao back and said, "Ask for the details clearly, and don't make any more mistakes. Otherwise, you'll be ridiculed all the time. Aren't you tired..."
Xiang Chongyi's family, tracing its roots back over a hundred years, had some connection to a ruling faction at the time. Thanks to this legacy, their family had always lived well, even their ancestral home situated in the city's most prestigious location: a luxurious villa said to be beyond the reach of even the most wealthy.
The villa area even built an underground air-raid shelter for disaster relief.
When it was established, everyone thought it had more symbolic significance than practical significance.
Unexpectedly, I really came in handy.
Xiang Chongyi was worried about his uncle and refused to rest for any longer. He even took off most of the bandages on his body to show the tender pink flesh that had grown underneath.
Ling Shijian couldn't persuade him any more, so he asked Ning Fu to check the wound on his lower back. After confirming that it had healed, he decided to set off the next day.
Six people can't fit in one sedan.
They drove around the area for a few times, risking being discovered by the corrupt people, before they found a commercial vehicle that was basically intact.
Zuo Hao drives.
Ning Fu took the patient to sit in the back row so that he could lie down when he felt uncomfortable.
Ling Shi sat in the second row, behind the driver.
Lai Xinyuan was planning to sit next to Ling Shi, but just as he stepped into the car, Lu Tingxiao grabbed him and threw him out.
He pursed his lips, looked sad, and went to the passenger seat feeling aggrieved.
After everyone was seated, Ling Shi looked towards the back row and was surprised to see Xiang Chongyi sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed and a calm expression on his face.
Just as he was about to ask something, he heard Xiang Chongyi say, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Don't worry about me."
"This posture is indeed for cultivation, and it helps to recover faster."
It's like a worm in Ling Shi's stomach.
Are practitioners really that awesome?
Ling Shi nodded and turned back to sit down.
The business car drove out of the community.
According to the address that Xiang Chongyi had told him in advance, he drove all the way.
What I saw were deserted streets, frozen signs of life, and the occasional cluster of corpses...
These scenes, which never make people feel comfortable, make everyone more and more silent.
Even Lu Tingxiao stopped being rude.
After driving for about a quarter of an hour, the business car was approaching the most famous villa area in the city.
Entering from the entrance of the villa area, there is a straight and spacious central avenue.
Looking around, it was empty, without the sense of desolation that I had seen along the way, no garbage, and no dead bodies.
Only the fallen leaves from the sycamore trees on both sides of the avenue lay quietly on the ground, forming irregular patterns.
Xiang Chongyi in the back seat had finished his meditation and opened his eyes to look out the window.
"Turn left at the next intersection."
Zuo Hao followed his instructions and continued driving a hundred meters.
"Turn back and go straight."
“When you reach the end, the vehicle can no longer go forward.”
"The underground air raid shelter is in the middle of a small garden out front, under the entrance next to the fountain."
Arriving at the location, Zuo Hao gently braked the car: "It seems there are no corrupted people here?"
"Is it safe to get off?"
Xiang Chongyi: "It's not as safe as it seems. Otherwise, my uncle and the others wouldn't have to hide in the air-raid shelter."
Ling Shi put on his backpack, opened the door and got out of the car: "Everyone be careful."
Lu Tingxiao got out of the car right after him, staying about twenty centimeters away from him.
Xiang Chongyi was very agile. He stepped forward from the back seat and jumped out of the car in one step.
Ning Fu shouted from behind: "Be careful with your wound."
Zuo Hao, who was in the driver's seat, waited until Ning Fu came forward before following him.
Lai Xinyuan was at the end of the group, gun in hand, constantly watching the surroundings.
They walked up the path, dodging several stone blocks that blocked the way, and arrived at the garden with great caution.
The garden is quite large and is surrounded by a circle of sparsely populated trees, with only small paths in the corners.
As you walk into the entrance, the trees on both sides stretch for dozens of meters until you reach the end, where you officially enter the central garden.
They stepped onto the grass, treading on the moist and soft green grass, and walked nearly a hundred meters to reach the fountain in the center.
There was no sign of the rotten man in either the woods or the fountain.
Zuo Hao scratched his head: "Could it be that the corrupted people couldn't find anyone alive here and all ran away?"
Xiang Chongyi called his uncle: "Second Uncle, we're here."
There was an excited response on the other end of the phone.
They waited for a long time until a crack appeared in the wall surrounding the fountain. The crack grew larger and larger, and a door opened.
A middle-aged man of medium build and wearing a Chinese gown poked his head out from behind the door.
There were vague figures of other people behind him.
"Second Uncle!" Xiang Chongyi called out.
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he opened the door wider: "Xiao Yi!"
As the door widened, you could see several men in their prime standing inside, some of them holding tools in their hands.
It seems that he is worried about the safety when opening the door.
The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Come in! There's that thing outside."
Xiang Chongyi went through the door and said, "No. We didn't see anyone on the way here."
He waved back: "Come in quickly."
As soon as he turned his head, his expression changed.
Almost at the same time, Ling Shi also felt some unusual movement behind him.
He subconsciously took a step back toward the hidden door of the fountain and looked behind him.
From the woods in the opposite direction from where they came, a large number of corrupt people ran out.
At a glance, there are at least dozens of them!
Ling Shi shouted, "Go in quickly!"
Zuo Hao pulled Ning Fu and pushed him inside.
Lai Xinyuan stood outside the door, pointing his gun at the corrupt official with a nervous expression.
Lu Tingxiao grabbed him by the collar and swung him towards the door, but his eyes remained fixed on Ling Shi.
Ling Shi retreated into the door at the same time as him. Without even saying hello to Uncle Xiang Chongyi and the others, he hurriedly bolted the door.
The underground air-raid shelter is built in an antique design, and the door lock is an old metal latch lock.
As soon as Ling Shi inserted the lock, he saw obvious signs of it being loosened by an impact.
This lock won't last long.
Bang--
The first knock on the door was soon heard.
The entire flimsy metal door shook violently.
The men behind Uncle Xiang immediately rushed forward and pressed down the door.
One of the bald guys cursed, "Fuck! This thing hasn't been here for two days. It turns out it's been staring at me the whole time!"
A burly man nearby also cursed: "Damn it, these guys just had to come in, and that thing found the perfect opportunity!"
Ling Shi suddenly felt unhappy.
They came here with the mentality of saving people, regardless of their own safety, but were despised and regarded as a scourge.
But he restrained himself and said nothing. In this kind of apocalypse, all kinds of mentality would emerge.
But in his peripheral vision, Lu Tingxiao had already walked towards the door.
Ling Shi was shocked and was 99% sure that this person was not there to help block the door.
He grabbed Lu Tingxiao's arm and asked, "What are you doing?"
Lu Tingxiao turned his head to look at him: "That mouth is spewing shit, I'll be a good person and go over and wash it."
"Otherwise, if everyone here dies of suffocation, who will be held responsible?"
Ling Shi grabbed him tightly: "Are you sure you can wash it clean? With that mouth of yours, you're going to fight fire with fire, right?"
"Behave yourself!"
After saying that, he glanced at Xiang Chongyi and said, "Hey!"
Xiang Chongyi is indeed a young man who is emotionally stable, well-educated, and very good at reading people's minds.
While making an "OK" gesture, he pulled his uncle towards the door.
No one knew what Xiang Chongyi said to his second uncle, but his second uncle whispered a few words to the strong man.
The sturdy man glanced at Lu Tingxiao, and there was actually... a hint of fear in his eyes?
But he finally shut up and used all his strength to block the door.
Bang--
Bang--
The attacks outside the door were getting shorter and shorter, knocking on people's hearts one by one.
Ling Shi glanced at the surrounding environment.
This is a low brick building, about 100 square meters.
In the middle of the room, a pile of tattered straw mats and cotton wool lay, leaving only a narrow path, about 30 centimeters wide, on one side.
There was a small door on the opposite wall, and a small, dusty face poked out of the doorway.
She seems to be a girl in her teens.
Uncle Xiang also saw that face and waved his hand anxiously: "What are you doing here? Go back!"
"No!" the strong man at the gate shouted, "This door can't hold!"
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