"We can't let those old men and women know, otherwise it will be difficult for us to leave here." Su Qingyu's eyes were a little dry due to lack of sleep. She lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, "Let's find a chance to leave here. Bar."
"Looking carefully, we haven't found the customs clearance rules yet. If we can't get the customs clearance rules, we have no direction to leave here." Bai Huo stayed in this dungeon for a long time, and his mind briefly went to the dungeon. outside.
There are still many things left in the red organization. Zhu Shanhai will definitely be very busy by himself. Can he withstand it?
Especially there were some things that he had half handled before, and if they were handed over to Zhu Shanhai, Zhu Shanhai would have to do them from scratch.
He thought that if he went back this time, he might not be able to keep the few sparse hair on his head.
Because Bai Huo works seriously and responsibly, devotes himself to the organization, and helps the weak, so, except for some spies and white-eyed wolves in the black organization, Bai Huo still has a high degree of support within the red organization.
Many people miss him going back.
When something strange comes, people with some ability will only think about protecting themselves wisely, and at most they will take care of the people around them. As for strangers, they will die if they die. Only the red organization is willing to lend a helping hand to those people.
Among them, Bai Huo is the best able to practice these ideals. His approach gives many people who would not have survived a chance to survive, and those people will organize themselves and support the red organization.
As a result, the power of the red organization continues to grow.
Bai Huo grew up without a father or a mother, and had no contact with anyone in the mountains. The one he was closest to was his master, Zhixu Sanren.
He was originally a lonely and secluded man.
After he came down from the mountain, he gradually found a place to belong to, an organization, and friends. Bai Huo had ties in this world, so when he was in the dungeon, he would want to go back.
Su Qingyu is different. She used to be a person who had everything.
Her parents are loving and harmonious, and her friends are close to each other. She lives in the secular world, but now she is alone.
She wanted to pursue a truth, but she took her time and was not in a hurry on this path of pursuing the truth.
Anyway, no one in the real world is waiting for her to go back.
There's nothing to rush about.
"Miss Su, why do you suddenly look sad?"
"Huh? Is there any?" Su Qingyu touched her face, then raised her lips and smiled, "I'm wondering where the customs clearance rules are? Can we just leave this village without responding to those rules?" Sometimes she would feel empty in her heart, but she would not let herself sink in the ocean of emotions.
Bai Huo was keenly aware that what Su Qingyu was thinking just now was definitely not these things, but she didn't want to say it, and he wouldn't ask too many questions.
Some things cannot be said because they have not yet passed in my heart.
But everything that can be said out loud is already relieved.
"Customs clearance rules, if there is no one in this village, go to the next village." Su Qingyu looked at the road leaving the village entrance, "We have found out that your master left in this direction. He went from the sick village to the living village.
Find your master. If he is still unwilling to tell, we will steal the pile of information he took away and find the answer ourselves. "
"Hey girl, it's not a gentleman's behavior to be sneaky."
"I'm a woman, I'm here to steal."
"Well... after I find the master, I will discuss the past events with the master... Then the girl can take action on her own." There was something in Bai Huo's words. He meant that he lured Zhixu Sanren away, and then Su Qingyu ran to touch it. document.
"Ok, deal."
After the conversation, the two handed the fines they received to the village committee.
Before he walked in, he saw the village chief falling from his wheelchair. Because he had no limbs, he could only support his neck on the ground, his face on the ground, and shouted for help. He was extremely miserable.
Su Qingyu immediately stepped forward and helped the village chief up.
"Ouch, ouch, I almost lost my life."
The bandages on the village chief's body also fell apart.
He showed half his face.
The nose is flat and the eye sockets are sunken inwards.
The face has begun to wax, and when you touch it with your hands, scum will fall off.
This is a side effect of taking too much red drink.
Su Qingyu rubbed the fallen slag with her thumb and index finger, and said in a slightly cold tone: "Village Chief, are you not the previous village chief?"
"I am a native of the village."
Su Qingyu approached the village chief to observe his face. Seeing Su Qingyu's sudden approach, the village chief frantically tried to lean back and almost brought the entire wheelchair over.
"What are you doing?!" the village chief said in a panic.
"What don't you want to do? I just want to confirm something." Su Qingyu looked around and did not see the old lady who claimed to be the mother of the village chief. "Where did your mother go?"
When Su Qingyu and Bai Huo first arrived in this village, the old lady followed the village chief closely.
But now, the old lady is not with the village chief.
The village chief replied: "She...she has gone out. You have worked hard today. My mother wants to cook a big meal to reward you tonight. Don't refuse anymore. My mother's cooking skills are very good. I promise that she will not let you down." of!"
His words seemed a little panicked.
Su Qingyu glanced at the village chief and said nothing.
The previous village chief once told her in private that the old lady was not his mother.
And now the village chief is calling his mother one after another.
In the body of this village chief, it is no longer the original soul.
Bai Huo also noticed something was wrong. He asked with concern: "I know some medical skills, do you want to help you?"
"No need." The village chief didn't like others approaching him.
Bai Huo took a step forward: "But your skin disease is a bit serious."
Su Qingyu and Bai Huo, two healthy people, surrounded the village chief who was missing limbs and his body was as waxy as a small potato, which brought him a huge sense of oppression.
The village chief was already calling Mom in his heart.
He couldn't run away, so he could only start to emphasize: "I am born with this disease, and there is no way to cure it."
Su Qingyu asked meaningfully: "Don't you know what caused your disease?"
The village chief was a little impatient: "Didn't I just say it? Born! Born!"
Seeing the village chief react like this.
Su Qingyu also became more certain of his guess.
That is, the soul in the village chief's body is indeed that of the old lady's son.
The original village chief was most likely one of the previous batches of rangers who failed to pass the customs.
The reason why the old lady never put her son's soul into the village chief's body was because the village chief took too much red drink before entering the dungeon.
In order to suppress the side effects of the red drink, he scraped out the waxed part, which resulted in physical disability.
Other healthy teammates have been carved up.
Only the village chief, who had lost his hands and feet, was despised.
The village chief didn't know what was happening in the village.
Later, there were new rangers who suddenly gave up their work. When he was living in this village, he just thought that those rangers didn't want to pass the level anymore.
He didn't know that the villagers in this village could use the power of the new monkey god's pollution to take away their bodies.
So, desperate, he stayed in this village, found the identity of a village chief, became part of the copy, and lived like this.
The old lady had been very nervous about the previous village chief because she was worried that the village chief's body would be snatched away by others.
Her son's other body could barely hold on.
In order to prevent her son from dying, she had to keep a close eye on even his body with missing limbs.
That is the container for her precious son to live longer.
