The blood-red font reminded her immediately of the lost Huo Qi.
Bai Jing's gaze shifted to the bed, where the pink quilt and sheets were dyed blood red.
"Xiao Ling!!"
She quickly walked over and lifted the quilt, only to see that Bai Ling had been stabbed several times in the abdomen, and blood was pouring out.
She randomly wrapped her injured area with sheets to stop the bleeding, and tears flowed down uncontrollably: "Little Ling, can you hear me?"
Bai Jing covered Bai Ling's abdomen with one hand and reached for the book on the bedside table with the other hand.
She quickly turned to a blank page and wrote a few words with trembling blood-stained fingers: "Bai Ling, female, eight years old, fifty years added to her life."
When he finished writing the last stroke, the little man in his arms choked on the blood in his mouth. After coughing a few times, his breathing gradually became weak and steady.
Done!
At this time, Bai Ling also made some noise, and said in a weak voice with tears in his eyes: "Sister... you have already used it for me once... you can't..."
"No! Don't say it once, even if it is ten times or a hundred times, as long as I am still alive, I will not let you die!" Bai Jing was rarely cruel to her.
This book of life and death is a relic left by her father. It is said to be a sacred object from the old world that can increase a person's lifespan. Each person can only be saved once. If he wants to save it again, the user's lifespan must be exchanged for it.
Fortunately, the average person in the New World can live to be over 150 years old, so she is not afraid to share some with her sister.
Bai Jing stuffed the brown book into the inner pocket of his clothes, and was worried that Bai Ling's wound would not heal well, so he took off his bracelet to contact Ning Long.
"Old, teacher, something happened to my sister, can you..."
"what happened!"
Bai Jing was frightened by the sudden appearance of the woman. After reacting, she pointed at Bai Ling and cried, "This is what happened when I first came in...Teacher, you said you can protect us, please save my sister, can you?"
"Follow me first." Ning Taki couldn't help but grab Bai Jing's shoulders, and then held Bai Ling in his arms.
In an instant, the three of them were back at the previous treatment center, even in the same room.
The difference is that right at the head of Bai Jing's bed, there is a secret door.
The space inside was very empty, and the floors above could not be seen at a glance. The crowds were sparsely scattered in various places. They were uniformly dressed in white robes, with large hoods covering their faces. The belt was some kind of mechanical device with two guns attached to it.
As soon as Ning Long appeared, several people were waiting to take Bai Ling's body from her hands.
Bai Jing wanted to follow her, but Ning Long held her arm: "Don't go, you don't have the authority. They will cure your sister."
Bai Jing could only watch her sister leave.
She recalled the big words on the wall of the room, and her lips trembled: "Is this the revenge of the infected? Because I killed Huo Qi and took his heart."
According to the news brought by Fengxu during the day, Huo Qi should be considered a higher-ranking leader among the infected.
"Well, under the circumstances at that time, if his heart had not been transplanted to you, you would have died. Bai Jing, I had no intention of letting you live." Ning Long sat on the bench at the door and took out a bag from his pocket. Pack of vintage cigarettes lit.
She looked much weaker than before, probably a side effect of teleportation.
Bai Jing sat next to her, and was no stranger to the smell. In her memory, her father also loved smoking this brand of cigarettes.
This old world product is always said to relieve stress.
Ning Taki finished sucking the last half, "We're leaving tonight, you can't stay here anymore."
"Then my sister..."
"I will have someone report in real time. You can ask about her condition at any time. She will not be harmed here." Ning Long assured her.
Bai Jing laughed sarcastically.
Even if she was hurt, given her current condition, she probably wouldn't be able to fight against Ning Taki and such a large-scale unknown organization.
One thing that is certain is that they are independent of the infected and the spiritually aware.
Ning Long finished smoking a cigarette and felt much better. He patted her shoulder and asked, "Is there anything else you need to bring at home?"
Bai Jing shook his head, "No."
"Okay, follow me." Ning Long hesitated for a moment before taking her out of the secret door and headed downstairs to the treatment center.
There was a modified vehicle parked at the door. It looked similar to a jeep, but its tires were so high that you almost had to climb up.
The night is getting dark.
Ning Taki drove extremely fast and left the area as if fleeing.
Bai Jing watched the familiar scenery disappear little by little, but his heart felt unexpectedly peaceful.
She put her hand in her pocket and rubbed the cold iron piece with her fingertips. She could feel a series of numbers on the raised area.
"Hey, isn't this the commoner? Why are you here?"
Outside the car window, a voice caught their attention, and then several low-altitude aircraft appeared in front and intercepted their vehicle.
Feng Xu got out of the first car with a gun. After seeing the passenger's white mirror clearly, he walked over and knocked on the window: "Get down."
Bai Jing turned to look at Ning Long and saw her angrily unbuckling her seat belt, picking up a short gun from the back seat and getting out of the car.
"What are you doing? This is the treasure I dug out from the civilian area." Ning Long directly faced the masked man who had just mocked them, and his tone was extremely harsh.
"Only her? Return the treasure? If I hadn't seen you as a teacher, I would have scolded you too." The masked man snorted coldly, obviously not taking the two of them seriously.
Ning Long leaned against the vehicle and smiled brightly, "Really? Then look at what this is?"
She took out a metal tag from her trouser pocket and threw it on the masked man.
The other party lowered his eyes and glanced, his brows knitting together: "Are you from the Spirit Awareness Institute?"
Ning Taki admired his surprised expression and said proudly: "She has evolved into a corporal third-class spiritual awakener since last night. Maybe she will be included in your team tomorrow."
"Bullshit, a third-class corporal is qualified to join our team?" The masked man finished scolding, turned around and asked Feng Chu for instructions: "Captain, this girl has already been rewarded for infected people. Before she returns to the main city, why not use her as bait? Attract a group of infected people.”
Feng Chu neither agreed nor refused, his eyes fixed on Bai Jing, as if he wanted to see a hole in the person: "Get off the car."
Bai Jing couldn't stand his strange gaze, so she closed the car door hard, put her hands in her pockets and asked him angrily: "Excuse me, our captain, do you have any prejudice against me?"
Ever since they met yesterday, he looked unhappy. She didn't owe him any money, so she was showing off her bad face to others.
Then Fengxu took out a torn note from his jacket pocket: "When do you plan to pay back the money?"
"Huh?" Bai Jing was stunned when he saw a line of small characters written crookedly on it: "I owe Fengchu 50 billion on July 18, 60 A.D. I will repay it when we next meet."
Wait, does she really owe money? !
When is this IOU!
She stretched out her hand to take it and look at it carefully, but Feng Xu quickly took it back.
He pulled out a gun from his waist and pressed it against her chest, "If you die within twenty minutes, we will write off this debt."
"Eh? Wait, what do you mean? Is the captain of the Lingjue team still blackmailing people for money?" Bai Jing tried his best to defend, but Feng Chu had already picked up his collar. His feet were off the ground and he continued to flutter: "Teacher, Help!"
"Bai Jing, you... just go in peace." Ning Long still wanted to struggle, thinking of the 50 billion, she was afraid that her entire fortune would be wiped out.
"I feel like I can save him one more time!" Bai Jing was thrown into a huge iron cage before he could react to the situation.
And Feng Chu was standing at the entrance above, his figure could not be seen clearly against the light: "Twenty minutes, live or die, you choose."
"Brother, have you admitted the wrong person? I've never seen you before." Bai Jing tried his best to defend himself.
The person above seemed to be deaf. He stayed for two seconds and then disappeared.
At the same time, there was rustling noise around her, and with the sound of chains dragging on the ground, she swallowed nervously and became alert.
"Eat...eat!"
In the darkness, a black shadow suddenly jumped out.
Bai Jing relied on instinct to dodge, only to see clearly that it was the infected person who was tied up in chains, and the curtains around the cage were torn off, revealing the entire scene.
In the huge octagonal cage, hundreds of infected people gathered from all sides, and through the gaps, she saw Feng Chu and Ning Long not far away.
Bai Jing clenched the gun in his hand, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
Damn it, what's the difference between this and a sheep entering a tiger's mouth? Did Fengchu deliberately want her to die?
