"Bang bang!"
After the two gunshots were fired, Bai Jing's hand holding the gun was still shaking.
"Are you looking for me?" The voice sounded from her ears, and a rat-like squeaking laughter came out of her throat, which made people feel numb.
Bai Jing raised her elbow and gave the thing a few violent elbow strikes. When she tried to run again, her ankle was locked by a cold object and she was dragged backwards.
The gun in her hand was also thrown out, and her face rubbed against the uneven ground. Gravel and dust filled her mouth, accompanied by the slightest trace of rust.
She was dragged for about a hundred meters and thrown out like trash.
Surprisingly, the landing was not painful as expected, but was very soft.
"Ouch."
The person she suppressed made a sound, and Bai Jing asked smartly: "Is it a human?"
"Nonsense, could it be that they are still aliens?"
The voice seemed familiar.
Bai Jing struggled to sit up, and there was the sound of a fire not far away. Then there was more light on the stone wall, and she was able to see clearly the predicament in front of her. There was only one coffin beside her in a space of more than fifty square meters.
She stroked the wooden boards around her. She hadn't seen anything like this for a long time.
To her right was Chen Zhilan, whose hands and feet were tied up. Her hair was messy and mixed with unknown mucus. She was torn off to the size of her fist, and her white scalp was exposed to the air. It was funny and pitiful.
"What are you looking at? Untie me quickly!" When Chen Zhilan saw it was her, she twisted her body a few times and turned the back of her hands towards her.
Bai Jing took out the knife he carried with him and cut the rope on her hand before asking: "What's going on? Were you arrested too?"
"More than that." Chen Zhilan quickly shook off the things on her body and took her hand to the stone wall: "This place is incredible. What do you think this is?"
Following the direction of her finger, Bai Jing could clearly see the entire stone wall. The bronze lines were twisting and winding, outlining a magnificent picture.
There is an altar on the screen, with cattle, sheep and some strange little people dancing around the altar.
Chen Zhilan knocked on the wall with her knuckles, pointed at the wall lamp and continued: "This lamp will go out every three minutes, and our captors will appear."
"That person doesn't seem to be an infected person. His ability is very weak, and he only catches us." Bai Jing recalled the scene just now, and dared to judge that the other party was conscious, but he also lost the basics of human beings...
"Contact Fengchu first." Chen Zhilan took out her bracelet to contact someone, but the bracelet kept showing a black screen and no response.
When Bai Jing saw this, he also checked his own. Obviously, it was... no signal?
She was stunned. This was an object in the main city. It would not break or disappear even if they died.
Chen Zhilan took a breath and pinched her middle finger: "Amitabha, am I dead?"
She looked around blankly: "Mirror, is this the underworld?"
Bai Jing clicked her tongue: "Sister Chen, can we hope for something good?"
Besides, the book of life and death is in her hands, so where is the underworld?
While the two were arguing, the flame of the candle gradually became smaller and smaller, and finally a gust of wind from nowhere blew the thing out like a human being.
"If you want to kill, kill my teammate first. She is not afraid of me. Let me live a few more years. God will show up." Chen Zhilan held Bai Jing's arm tightly and repeated this sentence.
Bai Jing: "..."
She was no longer able to care about the person who betrayed her teammates at this moment. Instead, seeing nothing unusual in the darkness, she took the initiative to speak: "What do you want us to do by bringing us here?"
"Do you even need to ask? Aren't those who want to be killed and chopped up want us to die?" Chen Zhilan said.
"You are very self-aware."
As the words fell, the candle was rekindled.
Bai Jing and Chen Zhilan looked at the wall lamp in unison. Under the lamp stood a man about 1.7 meters tall. His left arm was still bleeding but he raised it and pointed at the two of them: "You are the healers, right?"
After he finished speaking, he looked towards the exit: "You and your teammates have already run away, but it doesn't matter, I only want you two."
"You, what on earth are you! Stealing wealth and sex?" Chen Zhilan hid behind Bai Jing and asked the man.
Unexpectedly, the man rolled his eyes at the two of them in disgust: "A bunch of traitors who have given up on humanity, I am blind to fall in love with you."
"Okay! You are an infected person, right?" Chen Zhilan's face changed instantly after hearing his words. She took out the gun from her waist and aimed at him, shooting without any hesitation.
However, a magical scene happened.
The bullet went straight through the man's body and hit the wall behind him, without causing any damage to him.
"Mirror, did I hit him just now?" Chen Zhilan asked the person beside her in disbelief.
Bai Jing nodded, "It's definitely a hit."
The bullet was specially made, and it would kill an infected person if it hit it.
"Don't waste your efforts. You can't kill me." The man dragged another man out from beside the coffin and said to the two of them, "Save him."
The person who was dragged out had his limbs chopped off, and he was still alive based on his weak breathing.
Bai Jing also recognized that person at a glance.
One of the three she had seen before.
Chen Zhilan naturally recognized it, their lips touched each other, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "He, how is he still alive?"
"It has nothing to do with you, save him, and I will let you go, otherwise..." The man did not say the consequences, but just stared at the two of them, as if looking at dead people, with terrifying and vicious eyes.
Just as Bai Jing was about to speak, Chen Zhilan stopped him first: "He is already dead and cannot be alive again. You..."
She hesitated before tentatively speaking: "I'm not sure how much you can understand. In addition to the body, a person is alive with a soul. Even if you mutate him into an infected person and gain eternal life, his soul has been lost, so it's impossible. Wake up, you are just a person in the old world. There is a professional saying... called a vegetative state. You can easily understand it like this."
The man was silent for a few seconds: "How to find the soul...?"
Chen Zhilan looked at the ground: "Perhaps you have to ask the Lord of Hell for someone?"
Bai Jing broke out in a cold sweat when she heard this, and moved her gaze elsewhere with a guilty conscience. As far as she knew, this man's soul had become the nourishment for her black and white ghosts.
"You must be lying to me." The man's eyes changed, and he rushed in front of the two of them very quickly, grabbed the back of Chen Zhilan's neck and pressed it to the ground: "Can't you save people by changing arms and legs? Since my son lost his If I have lost my soul, why don’t I just use yours?”
"You're crazy! How is this possible!" Chen Zhilan, who was pressed to the ground, struggled desperately, but the man was too strong to resist.
"How is it impossible! If it weren't for you...if it weren't for you bunch of dressed-up beasts, my son would be like this? What a superior citizen and spiritual awakener, they are all farts! You don't treat people as human beings at all!" Man The force of his hands became stronger and stronger, gradually trying to strangle her to death.
Chen Zhilan kicked her legs wildly, but looked at Bai Jing.
She stood aside indifferently, her brows knitted together in confusion.
In fact, she also has a way to make the soul of the dead reappear, but...
Seeing her indifferent look, Chen Zhilan seemed to be convinced of the outcome, so she couldn't help but close her eyes and fainted.
"Perhaps, I can let you see him one last time!" Bai Jing suddenly said loudly.
The man didn't let go, he just turned his head and glared at her: "Don't worry, it will be you when she dies. I will let your entire team be buried with my son!"
"If you want to see your son again, you'd better listen to me."
"Why should I trust you?"
Bai Jing raised her face, stared at him with lowered eyes, pulled down her collar, revealing some infected lines on her chest: "Do you believe it?"
After seeing the lines, the man quickly stopped his hand and knelt down on the ground: "Leader, lord? No, are you the lord's wife?"
"Ahem, well..." Bai Jing coughed awkwardly.
She just wanted to show that she was half infected. How come everyone knew she had transplanted Huo Qi's heart? Why was this man so famous?
"You'd better keep it a secret, or if you want to trade me for a reward, you'll never see your son again." Bai Jing pretended to be cold and threatened him.
The man immediately expressed his position: "Don't worry, Mr. Xu has promised that we will not hurt you, except for those... Let's not talk about it for now, can you really let me meet my son again?"
"Yes." Bai Jing walked over and shook Chen Zhilan's body, and was relieved when he saw that the other party was still in a coma.
She took out the token in her pocket: "But I have to warn you. All I can do is let you meet."
The man lowered his head: "Can we only see you for the last time?"
"yes."
"Okay! It's better than nothing." The man affirmed, but he also doubted her: "Lord Madam, please forgive me, how are you going to... call the spirit?"
He had only heard of this kind of thing in the old world, but no one had ever seen with his own eyes what a soul was.
Bai Jing thought hard for a while, and then said: "This is a bit difficult to explain, so you can just make up your mind about quantum mechanics."
