Seven Evil Slips: 223|End

This night, the atmosphere was so stagnant that it really looked like before the war.

Using the satellite map on the Internet, Luo Ren roughly figured out the high-altitude landform of Fengziling. To make a final effort here, it is natural to follow certain principles from the ancient system, such as central axis symmetry and squareness. The final choice is the central area of ​​Fengziling, also known as "Lingyan".

He taught the magic stick to use the stun gun: "There is another reason for choosing the place. In case of the worst situation, we can't suppress the fierceness in our bodies, and if we turn to murder, we should stay in a remote place." A place is better than a crowded place—you have to make a decision, whether to corona and tie it up, or... to clean it up."

Cao Yanhua on the side heard the word "clean up", his heart sank and his chest felt tight, he pulled 13,000 to the side and asked: "As for Brother Sansan, do you want to 'clean up'?"

13,000 was silent for a while, and said: "It sounds weird to me, but Luo Ren is really thoughtful. If the result is not good, there are seven evil spirits on the five people, who knows what we will become? What does it look like? It’s still the same sentence, hope for the best and plan for the worst.”

What will it look like? For a moment, strange images suddenly flashed in Cao Yanhua's mind, in Sizhai Mountain, the woman with rouge-colored amber covering her throat, the white-haired woman crawling on all fours, and Xiang Silan's deformed The thick ribcage, thick ribs, guarding a visible, beating heart.

The **** stick doesn't want to learn: "Don't do it, how can you greet your friends with swords and guns?"

Luo Ren replied: "Who knows if we are still friends at that time."

Just like Luo Wenmiao back then, after a certain point in time, he could still walk, breathe, dress and sleep, but he was no longer his uncle.

***

Departing early the next morning, the weather was bad, and there was misty rain in the fog. When checking out, Luo Ren heard the waiters at the front desk chatting with each other, saying that it was cold in the north. The field is cold, and there may be snow on the top of the highest mountain.

The snow covered the mountain, at first it was only as big as the ball on the fleece cap, and then it turned into a small triangle cone, growing downwards along the winter solar terms. At the coldest time, it covered the mountains and plains, and when the snow completely melted , A year has passed so quietly.

On the way, Luo Ren stopped at the entrance of a fireworks store and bought a few strings of firecrackers. It may be that the business is not good in the off-season. When there are customers coming, the boss is very enthusiastic and comes with a bunch of fireworks gadgets. Cao Yanhua thought that He wanted to fire a cannon and hope that everything goes well, but Luo Ren handed it directly to the **** stick: "I heard from 13,000 that there are wolves in the depths of Fengziling. Lone wolves in three teams, when the time comes, if you really have to go out alone and meet wolves, order two skewers, the wolves are afraid..."

The magic stick said: "wolves are afraid of firecrackers. I understand that. I used to go to the sidelines all the time. My friend taught me that setting off firecrackers is the most worry-free. Also, dogs are afraid of bending over and wolves are afraid of squatting. You Crouch down, it thought it was firing a gun, and maybe ran away.”

Luo Ren smiled: "Your friend understands."

The magic stick smiles like a flower. When someone praises his friend, he feels happier than he praises him, saying: "That is."

The car was approaching Fengziling, and it was still parked at the gate of Ding Laojiu. Ding Laojiu was quite business-minded. This time, he asked his wife to take out a large military tarpaulin from the house, and made arrangements to get the car out. cover.

When giving the money, Luo Ren said: "The service is very considerate."

Ding Laojiu said: "That's right, I think this is a way. When there are self-driving tourists coming in the peak season, I won't bring a group. At that time, I will set up a few parking spaces at the entrance to watch Cars are cleaned for a fee, and those who can afford to drive are not stingy, and it is easy to earn."

As he spoke, he stared curiously at the box that 13,000 and Cao Yanhua had unloaded from the rear compartment.

These people went into the mountain twice a trip, bringing more and more equipment, could it be... digging something?

With a thought, he thought it was an opportunity, and he could knock some more money by the way: "Let me tell you, the things in the mountains belong to the state, and you can't dig them casually—business is business. If you break the law, I want to report it."

He felt that Luo Ren was generous, and thought about getting some more hush money.

Luo Ren smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around his shoulders, dragged him aside forcibly, and lowered his voice: "Actually, we are looking for that dog back then. Something, it may have crawled out of the ground."

Ding Laojiu's legs were trembling, Luo Ren laughed loudly, pushed him away and said, "Watch out for my car, in case someone bumps into it, I will never end with you."

***

The men who walk, trudge, and carry boxes change hands in turn, and constantly calculate the direction and step distance based on the locator and the previous topographic map.

Drizzled in the gloomy mist, Yan Hongsha said: "I don't know if the location of the eye of the mountain is the highest, I thought before that Fengziling is surrounded by a valley - if you go to the high place, This landform is really like a phoenix Luan clasping a fierce letter."

13,000 interface: "The more similar the better. In the past, there was no Feng Shui master who specialized in choosing auspiciousness. Maybe the terrain and terrain also have spirits. The more similar the better."

After four o'clock in the afternoon, it was finally almost ready.

The location of the "Lingyan" is also a high place, but it is not a steep mountain. It is like a huge high platform with a slightly lower position. But the strange shape does not feel like a phoenix, maybe it is too close, just because it is in this mountain.

Muyo murmured: "It would be great if there was a wooden kite made by Luban. After riding it and flying around, you can see what the mountain looks like."

Set up camp first, leaning against a huge rock to keep out the wind, the sky is getting dark, and the temperature drops at a speed that can be felt by the skin. end.

Luo Ren's habit can't be changed. Once he camps, he must delimit the area. He smashed two rivets on the nearby mountain wall. The rope went around the rock, and the rivets were connected respectively to form a triangular area. Kiyo gave He helped, his hands became a little stiff after being exposed to the mountain wind for a long time, and he had to rub them together and breathe into his mouth from time to time.

The last time Luo Ren finished work here, he helped her cover his hands in his palm, looked up at the sky, and said: "If it is going to snow in Tong County, the first snowflakes should be Feng Ziling, these phoenixes will turn gray first."

"In the future, when we are old and our hair is gray, we will come again, the phoenix with white heads, the husband and wife with white heads, and the golden wedding commemoration."

Kiyo smiled and said, "Don't say you are old."

When she said this, the wind picked up, and there was a broken rain passing by the tip of her nose, and a water mark was drawn. Luo Ren was smiling. In fact, his age was just right, he was still young, but his eyes were already deep. , the temperament gradually became stable, no longer reckless and impulsive, and began to know that life is not as easy as passing by like the wind, but like swimming, immersed in it, wanting to move forward, not simply lifting your feet and running, you have to stretch your hands, kick your legs, inhale and exhale Out of breath, go planing once and for all.

How do you imagine him when he is old? Standing opposite her like now, with white hair, covering her hands that are no longer soft and orange-peeled, and smiling, the deep lines at the corners of her eyes are like countless annual rings of an old tree.

Kiyo's eyes suddenly became moist, one second he was shaking his head and said "don't say old", the next second he suddenly felt that this is really a gift from God, how many young couples are separated halfway, how many can tremble Weiwei looked at each other and smiled until he was old?

She nodded vigorously: "Come again when you are old."

Bang bang bang, the camp lantern was turned on, and the bright beam of light revealed the fine details of the stray rain. Call them: "Brother Luo, little master, open the box."

Open the box, the rectangular fish tank is half full of water, the blood-colored phoenix clasp has faded to a faint vermilion, and the six wordless fierce letters are like six solemn monuments.

The fire was crackling, and I was a little short of breath, and I couldn't breathe. Cao Yanhua thought, maybe the altitude is too high and too thin, so I should bring an oxygen tank up.

Luo Ren rolled up the sleeve of his right arm, exposing his strong arm, and said, "I'll come first."

Paused, let out a long breath, and immersed his entire arm in the water.

I have never tried this before. Before this, I kept a respectful distance from the fierce Jane, even if I only dared to touch the water with my fingertips to see the shadow of the water.

Yan Hongsha cried out, "It's hiding!"

It's hiding, not much, like a slight tremor, spontaneously, keeping a distance from Luo Ren's arm, Luo Ren's thought moves, he reaches out to grab, every time he is about to touch, the fierce Jane seems to change Fish, get out of the way quickly.

Sure enough, it didn't want to get on its body, Luo Ren frowned and retracted his arms, his skin was covered with water, and when the wind blew, it was as cold as ice.

It's a bad thing, but it's also a good thing. Although the plan was disrupted, it also shows that the fierce Jane is afraid of them.

What should I do?

One thousand three said: "Luo Ren, you may not have noticed just now, I can see clearly from the side, it hides from you, but also hides from the **** Phoenix Luan buckle at the same time."

So what?

One thousand three said: "Haven't you been talking about the art of war and fighting before? This is like an encirclement circle, and the fierce Jane is struggling in it now. If you shrink the encirclement circle so that it is inevitable?"

That's the way it is said, but even if it's inevitable, it doesn't necessarily mean that it's the upper body.

Kiyo has been staring at Jijian: "Luo Xiaodao, Jijian is just hostility. It has no form or weight. The reason why we can see it is because our blood has been injected into it. Appearance, right?"

Luo Ren looked at her: "Yes."

He pays close attention to some of Kiyo's ideas. Many times, Kiyo may not be able to give the final steps, but she usually comes up with some right directions.

"It's afraid of water, but only temporarily, the reason we can seal it is because the blood poured into it, right?"

That's right, at the very beginning, he didn't know how to trap the fierce Jane, so he used water and a wooden box to accumulate the so-called five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and he even used gold powder to write Lao Tzu's "Moral Ethics" As a result, one day not long after, Ping Ting was suddenly found pulling the string in the house, and the fierce Jane returned to her body.

She said: "Let's let the water out, let the water out slowly, and there will be less and less liquid left in the fish tank. If there is only the bottom surface, a shallow layer, and then reach in, it won't be able to touch it." Hide and hide again."

Thirteen frowned: "But, it can't hide, it still doesn't necessarily know how to get up."

Luo Ren clenched his palms slowly, he had an intuition that what Shisan said made sense, but Muyo's idea led to the right path.

A moment later, he suddenly got up, went to find the first-aid kit in his backpack, and opened a wrapping bag inside, which contained a row of thin-tube syringes.

Say, "I have an idea."

"When catching fish, it is difficult to catch fish with only hands, but if you use a net bag, the efficiency will be very high."

"Use thin cloth, or clothes, to make a simple net bag, and even the blood-colored luan buckle with a fierce slip, and the bag will come out quickly. The blood-colored luan buckle is in, it can't run away, at least, within three to five minutes, it will definitely not be able to run away .”

"Put it into a small container, and then, we bleed it."

Ten Wan □□ should come over: "Then use a syringe to **** blood from the container? After sucking it clean, inject it back into us?"

Luo Ren nodded: "Yes, isn't it unwilling to upper body? Blood injection, it can be considered upper body."

Cao Yanhua gasped, how could he still be like this?

But after thinking about it, this is indeed a kind of upper body, simple, rough, straightforward, and blood to blood.

The only thing is——

"Brother Luo, should we use the blood of five people? Are our blood types different? Don't blood transfusions require the same blood type?"

"Yes, abnormal blood entering the blood vessels may cause coagulation and embolism. If there is too much, it will be fatal, but if the amount is small, the fibrinolytic system in the body will work..."

The magic stick suddenly said: "What kind of blood type do you care about at this time? If it is true, after your blood is poured into the water, it shouldn't form any blood-colored buckles at all! If you are afraid of blood transfusion problems, then Drink, drink into the stomach, that is also the upper body!"

Drink?

Drinking your mouth full of blood, isn't it too rude? Before Cao Yanhua had time to speak, Yan Hongsha said very honestly: "Isn't it good to drink? You can spit it out from the top and pull it out from the bottom. It doesn't feel like it's called the upper body."

Luo Ren was angry and funny, paused and said, "Let's inject it, I'll try it first, and then I'll give it to you."

***

As planned, I made a net pocket, picked it up, and poured it into a simple plastic cup. When taking blood, Luo Ren was the main surgeon. He selected the small blood vessels in each person's arm, and passed through the knife quickly. A proper amount of blood was dripped in, and then cotton **** Press the wound and put tape on it.

I really don't understand what hostility is, it has no shape, no weight, one syringe can be drawn out, one tube, dark red, all six of them are huddled inside, I feel aggrieved after thinking about it.

Luo Ren injected himself first, one-fifth of what he thought was good for each person, and when injecting, he gave himself a little more.

If you have more of yourself, others will have less. If there is any real rejection, if something really happens, they will feel better.

Next, in order, Mudai, Hongsha, Shisan, and finally Cao Yanhua.

At the door, Cao Yanhua suddenly panicked for no reason, wanted to retreat but felt ashamed, moved his lips a few times, and shouted at the magic stick: "Mr. Eat it!"

Actually, I'm not that worried about Cao Jiefang, but I always feel that shouting something can relieve stress.

Luo Ren listened in his ears, smiled slightly, and pushed the needle in his hand to the end.

Come on, I'm forced to go to Liangshan, even if I want to repent, it's too late.

Everyone looked at each other, and because they were suddenly in the same abyss, they became closer psychologically. Luo Ren asked them in a low voice: "How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable?"

Fortunately, there seems to be no abnormality, nothing abnormal, the eyes are still bright, the ears are still sharp, and the smoke from the fire burning wet wood is lingering around the nose, which is also choking.

Kiyo asked: "Is this considered... sealed?"

Really? I hope so, but everyone feels unbelievable, as if they were ready to deal with the bandits with swords and spears, but the other party's equipment is only a spoon and a fruit fork.

——"Does it really feel normal?"

——"I really think so."

——"Nothing wrong at all?"

——"No."

——"That's it?"

——"It's done."

From apprehension, disbelief, to joy, to sudden moist eyes, Kiyo was a little at a loss, watching Luo Ren through the flames of the bonfire. Consciously trembling slightly.

Cao Yanhua couldn't sit still, and got up suddenly: "No, I want to do somersaults."

He squeezed hard, but he couldn't turn over. Kiyo didn't teach him.

Yan Hongsha said: "Let's take a photo together. It's very commemorative. Mr. Shen will help us take the photo, then we will take a photo with Mr. Shen, and finally we will take a photo with Jiefang."

It’s a good suggestion. Memories will fade and accidents will happen. On any important occasion, photos should be left behind to carry the flipping, caressing, and memories many years later.

Yan Hongsha switched her mobile phone to camera mode, and handed it to the **** stick. The **** stick took the phone, stood in front of it, and then moved it back, guiding them to pose.

——"Little Carrot, you put your arms around the little pocket."

——"Cao Fatty, you are a 'two', oh, don't be stupid, you look stupid anyway."

——"Little Sansan, lean your head closer to the red scarf, get closer..."

There is a click.

Image development, it's...perfect.

The framing is just right, the bonfire is like lighting, which adds a lot of color to the picture at night. After his guidance, the poses of the characters are in line with the golden ratio.

Shen stick felt that he had a talent for taking pictures, so he happily switched back to the photo mode: "One more photo, change the pose."

In the viewfinder, no one moves.

The magic stick was impatient and looked up at them: "I said you should change..."

The voice stopped abruptly, a cold air suddenly climbed up the vest, Teng Teng took two steps back, and was sitting on the edge of the tent that had been set up. In a hurry, he grabbed the stun gun and held it up tremblingly.

——Let’s not do it, how can we greet our friends with swords and guns?

——Who knew at that time, they were still friends.

With a trembling voice, he called tentatively: "Little... Carrot? Pocket? Fat?"

The drizzle is drifting, drifting into the light beam of the camp lamp, like fine and shiny needles, the campfire is shining, and occasionally, some piled up firewood burns out, making a clacking sound of falling.

You see, everything moves.

However, those five people never moved again.