It was too dark, so I searched for a few minutes, and finally saw Lao Fu lying on his stomach in the haystack.
"Uncle Fu!"
I turned him over and took a deep breath after seeing clearly the extent of Lao Fu's injuries.
Not to mention the internal injuries, just looking at the external injuries, Lao Fu's upper body clothes were covered in blood. From the left side of his forehead to his chin, it seemed that it had been cut open by branches or sharp stones. His red flesh was turned out, and it seemed that he could see white bones!
I shouted twice, but Lao Fu didn't respond. I called Dou Sprout Zai over and carried Lao Fu out together with him.
Put it down gently.
Douyazai said distressedly: "It's over, it's over, I'm sure I won't survive, maybe all the bones in my body will be broken!"
"Can't you say something auspicious? Help me help him take off his clothes."
The blood and clothes stuck together, so I took off my clothes gently. I was surprised to see that the entire upper half of Lao Fu's body was covered with strange tattoos, densely packed with tattoos.
What's this? pattern?
Why does an honest guide have such strange tattoos? I remembered that it was raining the day before yesterday, and I wanted to help Lao Fu take off his clothes. If he didn't let me, was he covering up his tattoo?
Shining a flashlight on him, he could see that his chest and belly were covered with incomprehensible symbols. At first glance, they looked like Tibetan, but upon closer inspection, they were not Tibetan. They looked like some very ancient symbols.
Turning over, Douyazai exclaimed: "Damn it! Why is there a dead person tattooed on this back!"
Indeed.
Compared with the symbolic text on his chest, Lao Fu has a tattoo of a meditating man's corpse on his back.
The corpse was sitting cross-legged. Everything from the head down was rotten and deteriorated. There was no heart and white bones were exposed in many parts, but only the head of the corpse remained intact.
The facial features of the tattoo are lifelike, with two large golden earrings on the left and right, one eye is golden, the other is red, and the teeth in his mouth are holding an extremely sharp tantric magic weapon, the Demonic Pestle.
Such a complex pattern could never be created by an ordinary tattoo artist. I felt my heart tightening just after looking at it twice.
It was uncomfortable, but I couldn't tell what made it uncomfortable, so I quickly covered it with my clothes.
We had bandages, and we specially prepared some emergency medicines when we went into the mountains this time. We carried Lao Fu into the tent and asked Xiaoxuan to help with it. When I carried him, Lao Fu was still breathing. I don’t know if he could survive. I guess That's enough.
Brother Yu has a good physique and there should be no big problems with his bones, because we were able to stand up with support, which made me relieved. I was worried that something would happen to him.
I am destined to have no sleep tonight, staring at the darkness in a daze.
"How is Wen Bin?"
"It shouldn't be a big problem. Chief, when did you call Master Achun?"
"that's great."
He looked into the darkness and said, "Zhewu went into the mountains with us. I tried to save Sister Achun from Tian Sanjiu, and I lent him 400,000 yuan, just to wait for today."
"Has he returned the 400,000 to us?"
He raised his head and smiled and said: "I paid it back on the fourth day, but he can't return the favor. Yunfeng, now you should know why I was afraid of this person in the first place."
I nodded: "I know, this person is so fierce, I feel he is almost the same as Xie Qirong,"
He looked at me and shook his head and said, "Xie Qirong has been mentally ill for fifty years, and Fifty Years is a normal person. How can we compare with him? Since he has gone after him, we can just wait for the news."
I slapped my forehead and almost forgot that there was another person.
Lin Shen was covered in blood and seemed to be much weaker.
When he saw me coming over, he still yelled at me. He cursed women frequently and used all kinds of dirty words, which were extremely unpleasant.
I lit a cigarette, blew it in his face and said, "You are such a fucking freak. You were shot twice and stabbed twice, and yet you can still speak? I want to know how your body structure grows? You're not fucking People."
"cough!"
He coughed and grinned, with blood filling his teeth.
"I...not only can I speak, I...I can also fuck...! Haha."
I put out the cigarette butt on his face.
After thinking about it, he unbuttoned his pants, pointed at the knife wound on his upper body, and started to release the water.
"I'm your mother!"
He was tied to a tree and couldn't move. He was so angry that he struggled and cursed! He shouted that he must chop off my XX and feed it to the dogs.
I pocketed my pants and was happy.
I said you can't chop mine, but I can cut yours, and I know four techniques.
No matter how hard he struggled, I took out the knife and pulled down his pants.
At this sight, I was dumbfounded.
How is this, like this?
This...is it shrinking?
It was only a third of the size of a child's little finger, and it was shrunk. I couldn't see it clearly unless I looked carefully.
I tried hard to hold back my laughter, but couldn’t hold it in anymore, so I burst out laughing!
He roared at me like crazy: "Kill you! I must kill you!"
"Fengzi, come here and take a look!" Douyazai greeted me.
Lin Shen had a bag. We didn't have time to look at it. Dou Sprout took out several boxes of medicines from the bag. They were all Western medicines with very complicated names.
Based on the instructions on these bottles of medicine, I frowned and studied for a long time, and roughly came to a conclusion.
This guy is not a soulless person. He is not dead because he is physically strong. We did not hurt his vitals and felt no pain. This is true.
I don’t quite understand. This is probably a hereditary “sensory disorder disease”. It may not only have no pain, but also no taste, etc.
In other words, he can't sleep with a woman because he doesn't feel anything at all.
He keeps scolding him for "playing with women," which is a sign of mental illness.
Poor Lao Fu's daughter Fu Xia, I don't know what kind of inhuman torture that girl has suffered.
"Fengzi, what do you think we should do with this person?"
I thought for a while and said, "Come on, give him a knife here."
Dou Sprout is more ruthless than me.
Aiming at the heart, the red knife went in and the white knife came out in an instant!
Waited for a few minutes to watch.
Lin Shen's head slowly drooped.
No more energy.
Dead, dead can't be dead anymore
Dou Sprouts breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. It would be damning if his heart could still be beating alive after being penetrated.
More than an hour later, Master Achun rushed back.
"There was an accident?" asked him.
Master Achun replied: "This man is very familiar with the terrain in the mountains. I almost killed him twice. I chased him into a strange cave and lost him when I got there."
"What kind of cave?" he asked.
Master Achun frowned and said, "It's a very cold cave with a very low temperature and complex terrain. I saw a lot of dead snakes in the cave. There were a lot of them."
"Boss Wang, you saved my apprentice's life, and now I've saved yours. I've returned the favor to you, and I'm leaving."
After he said that, he turned around and left.
The head didn't stop him, but gave me a wink secretly, and I quickly chased after him.
"Wait! Fifth Master! Wait!"
I caught up with him and asked: "How are Sister Chun and Little Sister doing now? How are they doing?"
He smiled when he mentioned his apprentice.
"Fifth Master, the boss said that you older generation of Jianghu people always repay kindness and revenge. I admire this very much."
"Whatever you want to say, you can say it directly."
"Well, that's good."
"Fifth Master, you have repaid the favor, but you still owe me a favor. You don't dare to default on the debt. Not only me, you also owe Dou Sprouts a favor."
He frowned upon hearing this.
I told how I rescued Ah Chun from Tian Sanjiu's gun, how I brought food and drinks to Ah Chun in the cave, how I carried the little girl to the hospital, how Dou Sprout paid for the little girl's medical expenses in advance, and so on.
I clasped my fingers and listed them one by one in front of him.
After all, if you come out to hang out, you have to pay back these.
