Chapter 2 Just like an old friend

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He gestured to Zhang Shuxun with his slumped shoulders, indicating that he was harmless. Then he took out a few black balls from the animal skin bag he was carrying, lit them and threw them at Zhang Shuxun's feet. A strange and The exaggerated smell instantly filled the nasal cavity.

After the death of the snake controller, these snakes that had been trained since birth all turned into leaderless worms.

Every beast will bite its owner one day, and now those snakes have spontaneously and habitually burrowed into Wang Xiaoli's brain.

In fact, there are only a few truly adult black-haired snakes, the rest of the dozen or so are semi-adults, and there are more small white snakes that are nothing to be afraid of.

Under the smoke of the snake poison, the snakes quickly moved away from Zhang Shuxun's location.

The phalanges of the slumped shoulders made a slight knocking sound, and the large black-haired snakes immediately entangled and bit each other.

He easily got rid of the adult black-haired snakes that had burrowed into the red and white brains in just a few strokes. He sprinkled the remaining small snakes with medicinal wine and burned them along with Wang Xiaoli's body.

Until Wang Xiaoli died, he still had that arrogant expression on his face that belonged to the Wang family, where he thought he was in control of everything.

Perhaps he thought that the slumped shoulders abandoned by the Zhang family could really be used by the Wang family. No wonder he was so confident and persuaded Zhang Shuxun to join them.

The smell of burnt corpses filled the narrow space. Zhang Zhuxun dragged his stump and silently retreated to the corner.

She glanced at him lightly with slumped shoulders, her face half covered by cloth showing no expression.

His voice sounded hoarse, as if there was sandpaper in his throat, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will save your life this time."

A question mark slowly rose on Zhang Zhuxun's forehead, but he did not feel murderous intent from his slumped shoulders.

With the way he looks like a weakling with serious injuries, he can't do more than three moves in the hands of the slumped shoulders.

He stared at Zhang Shuxun's pale face with slumped shoulders, not too disappointed, "It seems like you really don't remember either."

Zhang Zhuxun was surprised. The slumped shoulders didn't look like he was lying, so... he sat up in shock while dying of illness. The old friend is actually myself?

Slumped shoulders took out a medical bag from the animal skin bag and threw it into Zhang Shuxun's arms, "Take care of it yourself."

Zhang Zhu looked through it and found that there were surgical knives, suturing pliers and other medical tools inside. They were probably obtained from Jude Kao's dead subordinates.

He looked at the gun in his hand on his slumped shoulder. In a place with dim light like this, a bad shotgun could kill him with one hit, and he said suspiciously: "Isn't it you who shot me?"

"No." Tall Shoulder sneered disdainfully, "If it were my bullet, it would be aimed at your head."

Zhang Zhuo made a sound, wiped the dirt from his face, and while talking to him to divert his attention, he sewed up his collapsed wound. The superficial femoral artery that had been scratched by the bullet had been absorbed from the bronze mask. The energy heals.

On the other hand, Wang Ergou has done a good thing.

"I thought you were on the same team as him. After all, when the lynx group attacked in the back mountain, it was most likely that he broke the lights in the camp."

"They did find me." Sitting beside the fire with slumped shoulders, he took out two compressed biscuits and baked them. "So they are destined to not be able to get out of here."

Zhang Zhuxun naturally understood what he meant. In the original plot, he directly killed Yun Cai, who only knew a little secret.

He considered his words, "Have we met before?"

"You were the one who rescued me from the ancient building at that time." Tongqiu said calmly, "You killed the other survivors, then knocked me unconscious and took me outside, and I was picked up by Panma later. "

"Although I don't remember your appearance, I remember the tattoos on your face and your hair."

Hearing him talk about hair, Zhang Zhuxun froze immediately. He subconsciously touched his head, but he touched the white hair stubble on his hand. He almost jumped up in shock, "Holy crap, where did you do my hair?"

"When I rescued you, your hair was too long and got tangled in those bells. If you don't cut it off, you will die." The slumped shoulders didn't understand why he reacted so loudly, with an expression as if the sky was falling.

However, it is indeed uncommon for the Zhang family to have white hair.

Even those old people who have lived for more than 300 years, their hair is gray at most.

"It looks like you are quite old." He commented.

Zhang Zhuoxun rolled his eyes, took out a piece of clothing from Wang Xiaoli's backpack and put it on. He said angrily: "You are only a few years old. I have been like this since I was a child. Only when I grow taller will I become a normal person." black."

His shoulders slumped and he was a little surprised, "Why?"

"Who knows." Zhang Zhuoxun went to the fire, took out one of the hot compressed biscuits, and ate it while warming himself. "No one in the Zhang family has any weird problems."

"There are many branches of the Zhang family." Tongqiu had no intention of asking him, "I don't know which branch of the Zhang family you belong to. After all, you have that red tattoo on your body. I don't have any other Zhang family members under Zhang Qishan." I’ve seen it happen before.”

It is true that he is a member of the Zhang family of the Qiongqi lineage, but he also lived abroad as a spy in his early years. He did not return until Zhang Qishan went on a large-scale search for Zhang Qiling.

"But you have Qilin. The Wang family said that your bloodline is quite special. Strong mixed-blood Zhang family members like you who surpass ordinary purebloods are probably rare nowadays."

Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows and asked him, "When have you seen my other tattoo?"

"By the lake, in the tent that night, I originally planned to kill you, but I happened to see the tattoo on your face appear. I was stunned for two seconds before another Zhang family member carrying a knife found me. "With his slumped shoulders, he subconsciously touched the missing parts of the two fingers on his right hand.

Zhang Zhuxun suddenly remembered a doubt he had speculated before, "Did you chop off the hands of those Zhang family members that sank to the bottom of the lake?"

He slumped his shoulders and nodded, "Zhang Qiling's duty is to take the grave home."

Zhang Zhuxun smiled with unknown meaning.

The slumped shoulders were a little unhappy, "Even though there is a new Zhang Qiling now, I am still the same Zhang Qiling."

Zhang Zhuxun made a pause gesture, not wanting to argue with him about these old sesame seeds and rotten millet.

He already understood the whole story, that is to say, after Zhang Menyu disappeared in Changbai Mountain more than 20 years ago, he returned to the Zhangjia Ancient Building again. He might have been secretly monitoring the archaeological team.

If Mr. Jie Jiu had not taken action, Zhang Menyu would have used his own methods to prevent the funeral.

Something happened to the archaeological team, and the "fake Zhang Qiling" was abandoned by the team. Zhang Menyu probably saved Tongshou for the sake of being a member of the Zhang family. Among the survivors killed by Zhang Menyu, there must be members of the Wang family. Traces, so there is so much blood inside the spire of Yao Village at the bottom of the lake.

The Tibetan snowba drum beads at the bottom of the lake and the bronze fox mask in the small sarcophagus are all clues left by Zhang Menyu at that time.

He didn't explain that he and Zhang Menyu were not the same person. It seemed that he wouldn't believe it even if he explained that his shoulders were slumped, so let him misunderstand.

Zhang Zhuoxun looked around and found that the walls of the stone path here were very uneven. The stones were rough and inconsistent. There were even hard-shell-like hay mixed with mud in the gaps between the stones. It seemed that someone had built it later, so he asked him , "Where is this place? We have left the ancient building?"

"not at all."

"The exit has been blown down. We can only go out from the mountain. This is where I built it bit by bit from the volcanic rocks next to the ancient building when I traveled through the mountains for so many years," he said. temporary shelter.”

"Then you are pretty good." Zhang Zhuxun praised him sincerely, and then asked him, "Is there any water? I'm so choked."

Slumped shoulders handed him the animal skin water bag, "I will only stay here for one day. Before the next alkaline gas comes, if you can't keep up, I will leave you behind."

Zhang Shuxun was not surprised at all by what he said. It was quite good that someone was willing to save his life, regardless of whether he was a relative or a friend. "You want to stay on this mountain all the time? 'It' has already discovered you."

"I will let 'it' find me." Slumped shoulders have this confidence.

Indeed, if they hadn't gathered in Banai in a swarm, Shou should probably have been hiding in hiding until he died of old age.

"You raised so many snakes in the cellar before. Did you provide Wang Xiaoli's snakes?" Zhang Zhu asked him.

Zhang Zhuxun didn't know much about snake control, but it was said that snakes' hearing was very slow, but they were very sensitive to the frequency of bone friction and vibration.

The snake charmer can use the vibrations caused by the impact of his teeth to control the snake to attack. Even the weak vibrations caused by the lower jaw, the tiger's mouth, and any joints can give commands to the hidden snake.

This is also the reason why snake charmers are more difficult to guard against, because this kind of movement is extremely slight and completely different from the starting point of a fighting attack. You have no way of knowing when he will launch an attack.

He suddenly remembered that Huo Xiaoyao, who had become Hei Feizi before, suddenly stood up like a corpse after Wang Xiaoli's teeth chattered, and made a gesture of attacking someone.

When Wang Xiaoli controlled those little snakes just now, they also made sounds through the friction of their joints.

It turns out that the essential principle of the Wang family's control of Hei Feizi is actually to control snakes. The mysterious atmosphere has suddenly decreased, and there is new material when approaching science.

"All my snakes were destroyed by you. He caught those snakes from the body of the low-level Milotuo himself." Tushuo said.

"Oh, no wonder it's so easy to bite the master. It turns out it's not mature yet."

With sufficient food, Zhang Zhuxun's recovery speed was significantly accelerated. The Zhang family's special physique caused their cells to be more active than ordinary people, and they would recover faster from serious injuries.

Thanks to the bronze fox mask, the most serious artery injury on the leg has healed, but the bullet stuck in the bone cannot be removed for the time being. The operation is too difficult, and without professional medical equipment, there is a risk of death again at any time.

Suddenly feeling something on his shoulders, Zhang Shuxun also stood up when he put out the fire and asked to leave.

People who know how to control snakes are usually sensitive to the approach of snakes.

After exiting the stone path, both of them were very cautious.

The continuous death of the intruders in the ancient building has been suspended. All the damned people are dead. No one knows where the Milotuo King will be now, so it is better to be careful.

The two of them moved forward at the fastest speed in the jade veins, and the slumped shoulders led him to skillfully cross the quicksand trap in front of the ancient building, taking the same shortcut that he pointed out to Wu Xie and Fatty before.

The entire tunnel is translucent green, and Tall Shoulders has continuously reinforced it with volcanic rocks over the years. This will slow down the speed of those Milotuos. They cannot pass through the volcanic rocks, so they must take a detour.

The slumped shoulders were like a humanoid navigation. He could feel Milotuo even when he was more than ten meters away. For the first time, Zhang Zhuxun had the experience of being carried by someone while lying down.

The key is that he doesn't have the extra energy to care about other things now. If he hadn't just replenished some energy, with his current state of ischemia and hypoxia, it would have been nice not to have rushed over and delayed him.

Perhaps because there were only two people, the target was small, and the movement was fast, the journey went unexpectedly smoothly. Before King Milotuo could react and catch up with them, they had already walked out of the tunnel.

The sky outside was gray and gloomy, and the clouds were almost pulled to the top of the mountain by the rain.

Nearly a month has passed since Zhang Zhuxun and his little brother first entered the Zhang family ancient building.

It rains heavily in the mountains of Banai, and almost no one in the lower caves is spared. Tumbo and Zhang Zhu walked around and walked until they reached the depths of the inaccessible jungle, and finally climbed to a temporary shelter on a cliff by grabbing vines. Place.

This place is nearly thirty kilometers away from the mountain near the ancient building.

Although the entrance of the cave is just a very narrow crack, after entering, I found that there is a cave inside.

Like a gourd and water scoop stuck horizontally in the mountain, there should be another slightly larger space behind the first smaller cave.

There was also a pieced-together wooden door blocked in the hollow of the gourd. With the light on, you could see something inside through the gap. The outside was a mess, with the hair and bones of various birds and animals scattered on the ground.

He muttered something with his shoulders slumped, kicked the obstacles on the road with a few random kicks, walked over and opened the wooden door.

There was a stone table inside, with a small iron pot and several wooden boxes placed under it.

There is an old wooden bed against the wall of the cave. The bed is covered with fluffy lynx fur. There are even small depressions cut out in the mountain wall for placing dishes and chopsticks. All equipment such as backpacks are piled in another corner.

Zhang Zhuxun was a little surprised. He glanced at his slumped shoulders wrapped in black linen clothes. He didn't expect this guy to be so homely. He really can't tell the difference between a person and his appearance.

Although it is a bit crude, it is still a way of life.

He pointed at the old wooden bed with his slumped shoulders and asked Zhang Zhuxun to go over and sit down to rest.

Zhang Zhuxun was actually a little embarrassed, as this was not a close relationship, so he said, "How about I do something?"

Tumbo threw him a piece of wood and a knife, said, "Try carving it," and then followed the vine down to the bottom.

Zhang Zhuoxun looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the wall and immediately understood what he meant. He then picked up the knife and started chipping away at the piece of wood.

When Shou Qiu carried two rabbits up from the cliff, his face turned green when he saw the small wooden bowl and small wooden chopsticks placed on the table by Zhang Zhuxun.

After enduring it again and again, he still couldn't hold it back and said, "What are you doing this for?"

Zhang Zhuxun looked innocent, "Didn't you ask me to do it?"

You have to have a bowl to eat. He saw that there was only a wooden bowl placed in those small pits. It was a bit ugly, as thick and clumsy as a medicine bowl.

His slumped-shouldered eyes were about to spit fire. He directly pulled out several porcelain bowls from the wooden box under the stone table and placed them on the table.

Zhang Zhuxun was a little embarrassed. It turned out that the wooden bowl was really a medicine-pounding bowl.

Before he could say anything, he suddenly stared at him with slumped shoulders, "Are you not Zhang Qiling?"

"Why do you think I am Zhang Qiling?" Zhang Shuxun asked him, "Aren't you also called Zhang Qiling?"

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