This mountain road is a dividing line between this mountain range, forming two halves of the mountain in the north and south, with dense jungles on both sides. As for which way Pi Shuang escaped, the prison guards could not accurately judge, but they were sure that he jumped from the car. After coming down, he could only have a chance to escape by running to the northwest mountains. Because most of the southeast direction was within the sight of the prison guards, he could not escape easily. Of course, humans who are limited to three-dimensional space do not know what is going on outside the field of vision, but the rat spirit with supernatural powers knows Pi Shuang's escape route. However, it is in a position separated between yin and yang. It cannot communicate with the prison guards or report the news. Although Pi Shuang Every move is under its eyes.
Pi Shuang was very cunning. After jumping out of the car, he sneaked into the jungle to the northwest, passed through a thick forest of bamboos, made a big turn, and entered the jungle to the southeast. He thought it was safer this way. Even if the prison guards increased their numbers to pursue him, the outflanking area would usually be set in the jungle in the northwest. If he was outside of this outflanking area, he would be like a fish that slipped through the net and could avoid more dangers of being caught.
Pi Shuang walked a section of the mountain road, and it was already noon. The sun was shining brightly, and even the birds did not rest in the unobstructed dew point, but played and chirped in the densely shaded forest.
The happiness of the birds could only represent the birds, and Pi Shuang felt even more miserable. Now he was very hungry, but he didn't think much about it. He only considered where it would be safer to escape. He was on the waist of a mountain. Below was a wilderness. In front of the wilderness was a river. This river is called Wangqing River. According to local rumors, Some lovelorn people couldn't bear to think about it and threw themselves into this river to die for their love. However, the heartless people who forgot their love didn't take it seriously, so it was called the River of Forgetting Love. The river looks like a straight line, with an ancient town on the other side.
At this moment, Pi Shuang tried to get something to eat in the town on the other side of the river. He did not want to, and could not, live in the mountains for a long time like a savage. In this way, he walked forward aimlessly and approached a steep rock. He climbed up and looked around, and found that there was an arched bridge in the upper reaches of the river, connecting the wilderness here with the town over there. .
There were also bustling crowds and vehicles on the bridge. When he saw the vehicles, he thought of the prison guard's truck transporting prisoners that broke down on the road, which added to his fear.
He was not interested in continuing to look down the mountain. After descending from the steep rock and passing through a large patch of thorns, he saw a stream hidden in the bushes. The tinkling stream seemed to be calling him. He walked over, Squatting down, he put his hand into the clear water to wash away the dirt, let it flow away slowly, and then picked up a handful of water to quench his thirst. Water can quench thirst, but not hunger.
He suddenly felt that he should get something to eat. He looked around the stream intentionally or unintentionally, and found a small crab sometimes crawling and sometimes resting next to the pebbles covered with moss. The two crabs were used for self-defense and feeding. The large claws are like two movable pliers, as if they are always in a state of war readiness.
Pi Shuang pulled up her right sleeve, quietly put her hand into the water, stared at the little crab, and suddenly attacked it. When the little crab discovered that there was an invasion by a foreign enemy, it was too late to hide. It only crawled a few steps before being caught, and a cloud of turbid water appeared in the stream.
Before the little crab could resist, Pi Shuang tore off one of its big claws, then tore off the other one, and then threw it on a piece of bluestone. No matter how he moved, the disabled little crab could no longer crawl. It won't open.
The little crab, which was not dead, had two small black rice-like eyes protruding from it. Seeing the foreign enemy chewing on its two big claws, it felt filled with sorrow, anger and helplessness. After Pishuang devoured the two large claws, she then tore off its tiny paws, then peeled off its hard shell and sucked the thick liquid from its internal organs.
The little crab died, and its soul was flying in the air like a tangled question mark with light blue smoke, and it seemed to be asking: When can I eat him, this giant creature?
Pi Shuang was no longer hungry, and a strong fishy smell lingered on his mouth and tongue. His eyes looked at the stream again, and the stream that had been muddy by him became clear again. The pebble is still clearly lying on the bottom of the stream, but there are no little crabs living under its eaves anymore.
No more crabs could be found, so Pi Shuang left here. His thoughts were still on the town down the mountain and across the river. After walking for a while, he came to the river bank and saw several policemen patrolling on an arched bridge upstream. Their police uniforms were the most obvious sign. Now he is particularly sensitive to the police. This is of course related to the fact that he is an escaped prisoner and he is afraid of being caught again.
At this moment, he originally planned to walk towards the bridge in order to sneak into the town quickly and then escape on a long-distance bus. Now that he saw the police, he hesitated. He wanted to wait for them to move away, far away, so that he could cross the bridge without risking his life.
But several policemen refused to go away, and walked towards the river across the bridge. He was counting, one, two...seven, a total of seven, three of them had already crossed the bridge, and the other four were still stationed. On the bridge, they were still carrying guns. Pi Shuang couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that these police officers were carrying out an order to find him, a fugitive?
He was timid and probably fled at a faster pace. He was also worried that others would notice his flaw, so he stood and touched his sweaty body. He walked cunningly down the river beach, and when he reached the waterline of the river, he simply took off his clothes. Going into the river to swim was actually just a show. He kept a close eye on the policemen on the bridge to see if they had gone away.
When two policemen walked towards the river beach, Pi Shuang was a little nervous. He subconsciously prevented the police from seeing his face. He held his breath and dived into the water. He moved his hands in a breaststroke motion, causing water splashes to appear in series. out. In his hometown in New Zealand, he was once a master swimmer. He competed with others in the 100-meter sprint competition in the river and won second place.
He had been swimming for about a minute when he suddenly felt a pressure on his back, making him sink and unable to move forward, let alone struggle out of the water. And this pressure couldn't be shaken off. He realized more and more clearly that it was as if two hands were reaching out to exert pressure on him, pushing him into the deep water. He could no longer hold it in and couldn't breathe. He was trapped by the water. I choked, and the water bubbles bulged out of the river bed. He didn't understand that he was good at playing with water, but now he was being controlled.
He already felt that those who subdued him in the water were definitely not mortals, but one or two very powerful water ghosts. How did he meet the water ghost again? Why can't the water ghost get along with him? Without thinking too much, Pi Shuang, who had a belly full of river water, drowned to death.
The moment his soul came out of his body, he was horrified to see the two women who had committed suicide for him by diving into the water, holding his arms respectively and crying - you are such a heartless and philandering man, why were you abused when you were alive? Us, abandoned us again? We died in vain for you, and we regret it so much!
