Chapter 309 Jinjiang
“A-choo!”
Nantian was frightened by the sudden sneeze next to his ear. When he lowered his head, he found that Lu Xingxing, who was held horizontally in his arms, looked listless, with a pale and pitiful face.
Seeing Nantian looking at her, Lu Xingxing sniffed pitifully and said with a grumble in her voice: "It's a bit cold..."
The medical staff beside him smiled and quickly comforted him: "Once we leave Baizhi Lake and go to the hospital, you'll be fine. You just lost too much blood. When we get back, bandage the wound properly to stop the bleeding, and you'll feel warmer."
Nantian helplessly pushed Lu Xingxing up and tried to push him closer to his coat.
There is no other way. Now is a special situation where supplies are tight. We don’t even have an extra blanket. We can only deal with it like this.
Fortunately, although Lu Xingxing always smiles and seems unreliable, he is able to distinguish the priorities when faced with real big things.
He just explained pitifully that he didn't mean to sneeze, then nestled back into Nantian's arms.
Before entering the old Fengdu, Yan Shixun did not bring the guests and all the rescue team members with him. He only let the official person in charge and a few experienced rescue team members accompany him.
As for the rest of the people, Yan Shixun felt that it would be safer to let them leave Baizhi Lake as soon as possible, so he asked them to evacuate along the same route.
But the journey to leave the deserted village was not smooth.
When the rescue team members came over from the Shadow Puppet Museum, they were so anxious to save people that they didn't realize how long the road was.
But when they went back, it seemed like no matter how hard they walked, they would never reach the end. This made many people become anxious again from the relief they had just felt when they parted with Yan Shixun.
The rescue team has to rush to the frontline to rescue people all year round, and there are times when they directly fight against evil spirits. Logically speaking, there is absolutely no problem with physical strength and endurance.
But the strange thing is that after walking out of the deserted village, more and more rescue team members felt tired not long after walking.
It was as if they had been walking for several days and nights without sleep. The physical and mental exhaustion made it difficult for the rescue team members to even take a step.
It felt like what I was stepping on was not the ground, but the tip of a knife.
Every step I took made my feet hurt so much that I broke out in a cold sweat.
At first, only a few rescue team members had this feeling. They didn't care about it. They just thought it was because they had walked too much today and were too nervous.
They are not spoiled children in a greenhouse and will not deviate from the overall progress because of their own problems. Therefore, the team members who had this feeling at the beginning did not say it out loud, but just gritted their teeth and endured it.
However, as they walked, more and more team members and even guests felt weak in their limbs, so tired that they couldn't even open their eyes, and the pain in their feet became more and more unbearable.
A delicate young master like Song Ci was in so much pain that he was sweating coldly. He couldn't even move his legs. His muscles were shaking like sieves and he couldn't exert any strength at all.
Zhao Zhen saw this, although he was also very tired, he was, after all, an actor who had worked hard on the set. No matter what kind of pain it was, he would grit his teeth and endure it. Endurance had become his habit.
So without even hesitating, he endured his fatigue and pain, walked to Song Ci and squatted down, motioning Song Ci to lie on his back, and he would carry the young master back.
Song Ci slapped Zhao Zhen on the top of his head, which was wet with cold sweat, with disgust, rejecting Zhao Zhen's kindness.
He pointed at Zhao Zhen's shoulder with his slender white fingers and said with disdain that the muscles were so hard and hurt him.
Some team members nearby couldn't stand it and wondered why Song Ci didn't appreciate the kindness of others.
But Zhao Zhen, who had already understood the young master's character during several months of filming, could see through the young master's bluffing of being tough on the outside but soft on the inside at a glance.
Zhao Zhen held Song Ci's finger that was poking him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and advised: "Come on, young master, come up, otherwise when you collapse from exhaustion, I will have to carry you back by myself, and by then I will waste even more energy, so you might as well save your energy now."
Song Ci immediately got angry: "Who are you looking down on?"
Zhao Zhen pointed at the injured Lu Xingxing who was being held by Nan Tian, and said innocently: "I am carrying you now, at least you can still use some strength. When you fall down, all the weight will be on me. I am thinking about my own waist."
After leaving the deserted village, the roads are all dirt roads. This is because no one has used this road since the Bai family was wiped out many years ago. Therefore, after a long period of abandonment, the road, which was already difficult to walk on, has become even more difficult to walk on as no one has repaired it.
There were weeds everywhere, potholes everywhere, and a huge pit in the middle of the road, with gravel rolling everywhere.
If one doesn't see clearly, he will sprain his ankle and fall on this road.
Therefore, Lu Xingxing, who was originally lying on a stretcher due to serious injuries, had to be transferred from the stretcher to Nantian's arms after the medical staff helped him simply fix his wounds, because the stretcher was too difficult to use on such a road and he would easily overturn and fall into a deep ditch if he was not careful.
When Lu Xingxing was in the shadow puppet museum before, he was scratched on the ankle by the evil spirit. Because the ghost energy contaminated the wound, it kept bleeding. Due to the dual reasons of the ghost energy entering his body and excessive blood loss, he went from being as energetic as a husky to now lying listlessly in Nantian's arms.
Although Ye Li also used ghost energy to cover Lu Xingxing's wound, it helped him press the blood vessels and slow down the blood loss.
But Lu Xingxing had a normal physique after all, not like Yan Shixun, who was more comfortable in the thick ghost energy. Although the ghost energy saved him, it was just a temporary solution.
Ye Li only ensured that Lu Xingxing could live long enough to receive treatment, but he could not prevent Lu Xingxing from suffering damage due to the ghost energy entering his body.
For Lu Xingxing, the best option is to receive treatment quickly, let the influence of the ghost pass quickly, and expel the ghost energy from his body.
That is the fundamental solution.
Lu Xingxing was initially somewhat resistant to being held in Nantian's arms. She pushed Nantian's chest and said that she was a 1.8-meter-tall adult, so how could she lie in someone else's arms? That scene would be too ugly.
But when Nantian readily carried Lu Xingxing on his shoulders like a sack, he took only two steps and fell silent, feeling his stomach cramping and the urge to vomit rising up.
He felt awkward for a few seconds, then decisively asked Nantian to hold him.
Nan·Star Tamer·Tian, smiled and said yes.
Not only Lu Xingxing, but also Master Bai, who was rescued by medical staff, had to be transferred from the stretcher to the backs of the rescue team members.
Even though supplies are incomplete and conditions are limited, everyone is trying their best and does not want to drag others down because of themselves.
Song Ci looked at Lu Xingxing, who was seriously injured and unable to move, and fell silent.
...It seems that what you said makes some sense.
Nantian shrugged and said with a smile: "After I go back, I must ask Xingxing to treat me to a few more meals, or help me find a few Nanmingshan's notebooks. This brat is too heavy."
An Nanyuan had just pulled his teammate's arm to use the force to pull his feet out of the muddy ditch under his feet when he heard Nantian's disdain for Lu Xingxing. He immediately laughed and teased: "Don't look at Xingxing as a low-key person. He was beaten by his master and even Brother Yan many times. The muscles he has trained are not easy to develop."
Nantian smiled and shook his head: "Well, this is my fate to suffer."
As they chatted and laughed, the atmosphere, which had just become tense due to fatigue and the difficulty of the journey, gradually eased.
Traveling alone always makes you feel lonely and tired, but when you have friends around to talk and laugh with, it seems that even if you are tired, you still have motivation.
While everyone was talking and laughing as they walked forward, Song Ci was still thinking about the truthfulness of Zhao Zhen's words. He was still hesitating, not as decisive as before.
——Although to people who are not familiar with him, that seems "willful".
Zhao Zhen smiled and patted himself on the back: "Come on, young master, do you think you can crush me with your few pounds of flesh? Who are you looking down on?"
He pointed forward and said, "Wait until everyone gets to the front, it will be difficult to catch up. How dangerous is it to be alone in a place like this? What, young master, do you want to die with me?"
The young master looked at Zhao Zhen suspiciously for several times, but still pounced on him doubtfully.
Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth and ignored the pain in his feet. He stood up as if nothing had happened, shook the young master on his body, and said with a smile, "Hold on tight."
Young Master: “…………”
It's so childish that it's unbearable to watch.
He slapped Zhao Zhen on the head and said speechlessly: "Do you think you are a child riding a horse? You are sitting firmly. What, you want to be my dad? I am not a fool like Zhang Wubing."
Zhao Zhen smiled, took a step forward with his long legs, and caught up with the person in front in a few steps.
One thing was very clear to everyone: they had to escape danger and return to the safe base camp before they became exhausted.
Although Yan Shixun rescued them from the wood carvings and evil spirits in the deserted village and told them the route and precautions for returning, the most profound thing they learned from Yan Shixun was that there is no certain result until the end.
Variables always exist.
Yan Shixun was able to counterattack and kill the evil ghost when he was feeling complacent.
Those ghosts might attack them when they let their guard down.
The rescue team members looked vigilantly at the darkness around them. The bright light from the high-intensity flashlights in their hands made everyone feel a little safer.
But the atmosphere that had just relaxed soon became tense again as the strength was lost and the surroundings were dead silent.
Winter days without the chirping of insects and birds are particularly lonely.
The mountain wind blew through the dead leaves, and the rustling sound was like someone walking through the woods, silently staring at the person in the light with empty eyes.
Everyone walking in such an environment, the cold mountain wind quickly took away their body temperature and strength. Under the double loss of physical strength and temperature, everyone became tired quickly.
And Lu Xingxing discovered something unusual.
"This is a little...not right."
Lu Xingxing struggled to straighten his back from Nantian's arms and asked the person next to him in confusion, "How long have we been walking?"
The person next to him didn't pay much attention at first. He casually glanced at his watch and told the time.
Lu Xingxing's eyes widened after hearing the answer: "How is that possible?"
He asked anxiously: "Do you remember what time we separated from Brother Yan?"
“I have an impression of this.”
The rescue team took out the recorder, but when they saw the previous records, they were a few beats late before realizing the problem.
"Why is it so…"
The team member looked up in surprise and looked at his companions: "It's only been less than five minutes?"
"What? No way!"
My companion subconsciously raised his voice and stopped in shock: "We have walked at least three or four kilometers. How could it only take five minutes? Did you misread the time?"
The team members also thought it was impossible and quickly went to check their time.
The rescue team members and medical staff nearby also subconsciously looked at their watches and mobile phones.
There was still no signal at Baizhi Lake, but the bright time on the glaring screen still stunned everyone.
They were so busy escaping and rushing on their way that they had not noticed the speed of time flow.
It was not until Lu Xingxing’s question broke the apparent peace that everyone suddenly realized—yes, their physical fatigue seemed a little abnormal.
It didn't feel like walking three or four kilometers or a few minutes. On the contrary, I felt more tired than walking thirty or forty kilometers.
Lu Xingxing’s expression gradually became serious.
He held Nantian's arm and asked Nantian to put him down.
Nantian was helpless: "Xingxing, don't be willful. I can carry you. In your current state, you will be dead after walking a few steps. Don't be stubborn."
"no."
Lu Xingxing was too serious to be joking: "I saw something..."
At the edge of the range illuminated by the strong flashlight, Lu Xingxing caught a glimpse of a black shadow passing by out of the corner of his eye.
If it were in the past, Lu Xingxing would definitely think that he was dazzled.
But he also learned Yan Shixun's meticulousness and caution by following Yan Shixun. One of them is -
Never treat what you see as an illusion.
The first reaction is always to doubt. Only by doubting more can we ensure the safety of the life we are protecting.
Lu Xingxing had a vague intuition that the black shadow seemed very similar to the rotten corpse he had seen at the bottom of Baizhi Lake.
When Nan Tian heard Lu Xingxing's words, the smile on his face slowly faded, and he followed Lu Xingxing's gaze into the darkness.
He knew that Lu Xingxing was naughty, but his unreliability made Master Song Yi so angry that he wanted to beat this "evil disciple" to death. However, Lu Xingxing would never joke about such things.
No matter what, Lu Xingxing is a child taught by Haiyun Temple.
The Tao he adhered to was what all the Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple practiced and even taught at the cost of their own lives.
Lu Xingxing once bowed deeply in front of the bodies of the deceased Taoist priests that were transported back to the temple, to bid farewell to those Taoist priests who had proved their faith through death.
The unfinished Dao of those Taoist priests was also deeply engraved in his heart. He did not have his own Dao, and had never comprehended the heaven and earth, but the Dao of all the Taoist priests in Haiyun Temple was his Dao.
Lu Xingxing always walks on the right path and never deviates.
When Lu Xingxing, who was the most cheerful one, became serious, the others also tensed up unconsciously and looked around vigilantly.
Everyone stopped. In the wilderness without even the sound of footsteps, there seemed to be only the sound of a cold mountain wind whistling past and dead branches shaking and rustling.
However, it was precisely because of this that Nantian and Lu Xingxing realized that something was wrong.
——There was no wind.
They did not feel the wind blowing.
The fabric that Nantian had tied on his clothes didn't even shake at all.
But, if there is no wind, where does the sound of the wind come from?
Nantian and Lu Xingxing subconsciously looked at each other. The moment they looked at each other, they both saw the astonishment and heaviness in each other's eyes.
The only possibility is... there is an evil ghost moving quickly in the darkness that they cannot see.
Lu Xingxing's heart sank heavily.
He remembered what Yan Shixun said, that even the water of Baizhi Lake was formed by Yin energy, and this was the eye of the storm in the entire southwest, and all the evil spirits and ghost energy would flow here.
And now, the ghost way is in power.
To "Heaven and Earth", they are no longer human beings, but "ghosts".
If there really were evil ghosts walking out of Baizhi Lake, they would easily walk on the same road as them. Once those evil ghosts discovered them, killing them would become a "natural" "ghost exorcism."
Plus, they had just walked such a long distance for only a few minutes, and were unusually tired and in pain…
The most likely scenario that Lu Xingxing could think of was that this place had not returned to reality at all.
Although they escaped from the shadow play and the deserted village, they were unable to escape from the world controlled by the ghosts, and instead fell into a more dangerous situation.
For example, the hell of knife mountains.
With Jiufengdu nearby and thousands of evil spirits buried in Baizhi Lake, it doesn't seem surprising that this place is hell.
Lu Xingxing licked her pale lips that were dry and cracked to the point of bleeding, trying to keep herself calm and think rationally about the situation in front of her.
With Yan Shixun and all the other elders gone, the only ones who can protect everyone's safety are him and Nantian.
But Nantian only recently recognized Nanming Mountain and began to pick up the inheritance of Nanming Mountain again and fulfill his own witch bloodline.
No matter how talented Nantian is, he cannot reach the level of becoming a master in just a few days.
…Now he is the only one who can protect everyone.
Lu Xingxing clenched his fists silently, felt the remaining strength in his weak body, and smiled bitterly.
Why now?
In order to protect everyone at the bottom of Baizhi Lake, he had almost used up all the power that Ye Li had lent him, and his meridians were severely eroded by the ghost energy invading them.
It can be said that this is the weakest time in his life.
Lu Xingxing took a deep breath, almost too weak to stand on his own, but he still kept his eyes firm, and calmly said to the rescue team members beside him in a low voice: "Turn off the flashlights, everyone, be quiet, and reduce your presence as much as possible."
The only thing he could gamble on now was that the evil spirits would not be able to find them and would pass by them without causing any trouble for them.
The team members did not ask any further questions and decisively carried out the order.
In an instant, the space that was originally illuminated by the strong flashlight fell into darkness again.
Everyone gathered together tightly, and everyone held the hand of the person next to them, fearing that someone would be left alone in the dark and harmed by evil spirits.
Everyone huddled together, not daring to make a sound, as they waited.
Only Lu Xingxing stared straight ahead, his eyes bright and determined.
It was like the stars were falling.
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