Geng's father said he was going to get up and rush out, and was pressed down by Qin: "it's too late. You can't go out. They're far away. You can't come back!"
Geng's father struggled and roared angrily. Kexun heard the little boy beside him couldn't help but cry.
Kexun sat up and said, "I run fast. I went to throw away their sacrifices." Then he lifted the curtain and stepped out of the tent.
"It's too late." Mu Yi Ran leaned out and pulled him.
"Let me have a try," Kexun looked at him. "Even if that thing comes, I think I can at least rescue one of them. Didn't doctor Qin escape with Zhao Dan on his back when he killed Zhou Bin last night. I think that thing can't be distracted when killing people. Let me try it."
"Then there are only two people left in your tent? What if that thing comes to your tent first? " Geng's father is worried about his wife, but he is also worried about his children.
Kexun noticed that Mu Yi Ran's hand was loose. He suddenly took it out of his hand and ran toward the tent where Geng Ma was. He threw down a sentence: "Yi Ran, you can act according to the circumstances at the edge of the tent. Try to switch back and forth between the two tents." In a flash, he ran away.
"Yi Ran" Mu Yi Ran looked at Ke Xun's back and said nothing.
"Don't worry. He'll be fine." Qin CI tried to press the anxious Geng father while comforting him.
Mu Yi Ran turned his face and looked at Qin CI: "which place on my face seems to be worrying."
Qin CI: Why do you suddenly get angry.
With the speed of sprint, Kexun ran to the tent where Geng Ma was. He lifted the curtain and asked the willow, "where are the sacrifices? Throw it away
"You can't throw it away, it will die. Don't harm us..."
Ke Xun said coldly: "Mu Yi didn't say that it's fatal to keep these things!"
"He also said not to interfere in our choice, you have no right to take charge of our life and death, understand?" she cried anxiously
"Your choice or your personal choice?" As he said, Kexun squeezed into the tent and looked around for sacrifices.
She threw herself into the corner of the tent and put her body in front of her. She screamed, "what right do you have to do that! You are harming others. You are killing us
Kexun stopped and ignored the willows. He only looked at Geng Ma, who was at a loss: "brother Geng is worried about you. He thinks that there should be no sacrifice in the tent. What do you think?"
Without waiting for mother Geng to answer, Shaliu quickly grasped her shoulder and said, "sister-in-law, don't you think elder brother Geng doesn't have a sacrifice there? No matter whether the one who is selected has a sacrifice or not, one of you and the elder brother will survive. But if you don't want a sacrifice, and the one who is chosen this time is the one who has no sacrifice, don't you and your elder brother want both - Isn't it wiser to try to keep one person alive than both are likely to be chosen? Think about it, sister-in-law! Even if it's not for you, think about it for your children
Mother Geng was still hesitating. After listening to the last words of Shaliu, she finally made up her mind and looked at Ke Xun with tears in her eyes: "young man, don't worry about me. Go back to the tent and tell the one in my family that he must protect the child..."
Ke Xun frowned, and Salix was anxious to push him out: "you go, don't force others to choose unwillingly! Black corpse day is coming. You will harm us in our tent because the number of people is not up to the regulations and we will be selected. Go
Mother Geng also urged with tears: "let's go, young man, my son One person is missing from your tent. It's too dangerous. Please, please, just treat me as selfish. Please go for my son's sake
Kexun gritted his teeth and turned away from the tent. The scene in front of him was different from what he could not see but feel when he came. There was no wind. Everything was still like a painting. The snow light in the distant mountains became pale. The sky above his head seemed to be full of thick ink, full and drooping, and it was about to drip down.
Kexun ran away, and the thick black on his head fell down. The feeling of suffocation came again. He couldn't breathe in the air, so he quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hand. However, this time, he was more and more suffocated, and his chest seemed to be supported by something, and he was in pain.
A huge drop of thick black juice slides down from the sky. In the process of sliding, two legs, one arm, two legs and three arms, which are thick as pillars of the sky, are formed, and they start to twist and wave.
This thing looks stronger than yesterday, its skin is dark and rough, covered with incantation like texture, dense, it makes people feel goose bumps.
However, at the moment, Kexun did not care about any pimples. In the painful feeling of suffocation, he rushed to his tent with more and more bulging chest, more and more violent heartbeat, and more and more soft feet.
Just when he was about to fall a few meters in front of his tent, he saw Mu Yi ran quickly running from the tent, picked up his back collar and carried him back to the tent like a dog.
Kexun lay down in his tent and gasped heavily.Although the taste in the tent is not very good, but at least there is air.
As long as Ke doesn't care about other people's death, he doesn't need to go to the tent to kill other people.
Kexun finally let his lungs inhale enough air, and opened his eyes to stare outside the tent. The huge figure of the thing had been completely printed on the tent skin. It landed, bent its legs, and walked towards the two tents close to each other step by step.
Will it choose the people in these two tents?
Kexun wanted to activate his mind, but this thing was not a small universe, he was not a saint fighter, and he was still dizzy at the moment, and his will was somewhat lax, so he could not concentrate at all.
Watching the giant shadow step by step to the two tents, his huge head slowly pressed down and hung over the top of the tent, and his eight arms twisted like Medusa's snake hair around him.
Kexun was staring at the top of the tent, watching the giant shadow slowly stretch out an arm and extend it to the tent nearby.
Kexun suddenly clenched his fist, then released it. Leaning against the tent door, he reached out from the curtain crack and went directly into the tent curtain nearby.
Mu Yi Ran was lying by the door of the tent. Ke Xun's hand reached out and touched his arm.
The fingertips slide down the arm and hold his hand firmly.
He felt Mu Yiran's body was a little stiff, and the hand he was holding moved. However, Ke Xun didn't want to let go. He held it tightly with a few efforts, thinking that if Juying took Mu Yiran out, he would hold the hand and join him.
Kexun was shocked by his sudden idea.
Yes Just simply appreciate and honor him?
Giant shadow was lying on the top of the tent, gasping for a long time, and suddenly moved its huge body to the tent of Kexun.
This time, its arm reached to the top of the tent and stopped. Its fingers were crooked and its fingernails scratched the tent skin. It made a shuddering sound like scraping bones.
It finally chose this tent?!
The little boy who was sandwiched between Kexun and Weidong began to cry, but he tried to suppress his voice. His thin body kept twitching and shivering.
Kexun took him with his other arm and pressed his head into his arms.
Suddenly, I can't remember when the last time I was held in my arms by my father. Maybe I was seven or eight years old, maybe three or four years old.
Their father and son, like the father and son of many Chinese families, have always been reluctant to express their feelings with each other. With the growth of age, it seems that their father's feelings have become a matter of great shame.
So up to now, Kexun is regretting.
Regret his favorite people are still alive, but he never said to them a "I love you.".
Some regrets can be made up for, while others can only become a regret forever.
Kexun didn't like to leave regrets any more than anyone else.
He held the child tightly in his arms with one hand, and still held the hand of Mu Yi Ran in the other hand.
Mu Yi Ran's warm and cool back of his hand made his fingertips burning.
His hands are warm all the year round, even when they are tense, afraid, sad, even in the face of death, they will not be cold.
Kexun moved his fingertips and wrote gently on the back of Mu Yiran's hand.
The sound of the giant shadow scraping against the top of the tent became louder and sharper. It was like breaking the tent in the next moment and cutting the chest of this bold human with sharp nails.
Death is at hand.
I like you. ]
written by Ke Xun.
There was no movement in the tent beside him. He was motionless, as if he would not pay attention to him.
The bold man laughed and continued to write with his fingertips.
I know, you're crooked, too. ]
this time, Ke Xun felt the subtle and imperceptible stiffness of Mu Yi Ran's body.
Kexun said that his intuition was always accurate.
What's more, the sense of smell of the same kind is always sharp.
Kexun took back his fingertips and looked up at the strange scene above his head. However, his mood was inexplicably relaxed and calm.
Since we believe in freedom and arbitrariness, we should live happily and magnanimously when we are alive. If we can't live, we should die warm and arrogant.
Time is so slow that it seems to be passing slowly at 0.1 times the speed. The giant shadow is still picking at the top of the tent, sticking the huge face on it and looking into the tent.
Kexun was staring at the top of the tent. The snow light and the darkness cast by the huge shadow staggered, as if playing a silent film of old film.
Why is there no light source in the daytime? So scattered, spread in all directions.
Only in such a night, the light only reflected from the snow mountain side, slanting on the tent, there was a shadow on the tent, a perfect silhouette of Mu Yi Ran, and the disgusting giant shadow of the eight armed monster.After all, it seems that there is no shadow in every place of the day, because there is no shadow in the outside of his mind?
Is it A hint?
Geng's father said he was going to get up and rush out, and was pressed down by Qin: "it's too late. You can't go out. They're far away. You can't come back!"
Geng's father struggled and roared angrily. Kexun heard the little boy beside him couldn't help but cry.
Kexun sat up and said, "I run fast. I went to throw away their sacrifices." Then he lifted the curtain and stepped out of the tent.
"It's too late." Mu Yi Ran leaned out and pulled him.
"Let me have a try," Kexun looked at him. "Even if that thing comes, I think I can at least rescue one of them. Didn't doctor Qin escape with Zhao Dan on his back when he killed Zhou Bin last night. I think that thing can't be distracted when killing people. Let me try it."
"Then there are only two people left in your tent? What if that thing comes to your tent first? " Geng's father is worried about his wife, but he is also worried about his children.
Kexun noticed that Mu Yi Ran's hand was loose. He suddenly took it out of his hand and ran toward the tent where Geng Ma was. He threw down a sentence: "Yi Ran, you can act according to the circumstances at the edge of the tent. Try to switch back and forth between the two tents." In a flash, he ran away.
"Yi Ran" Mu Yi Ran looked at Ke Xun's back and said nothing.
"Don't worry. He'll be fine." Qin CI tried to press the anxious Geng father while comforting him.
Mu Yi Ran turned his face and looked at Qin CI: "which place on my face seems to be worrying."
Qin CI: Why do you suddenly get angry.
With the speed of sprint, Kexun ran to the tent where Geng Ma was. He lifted the curtain and asked the willow, "where are the sacrifices? Throw it away
"You can't throw it away, it will die. Don't harm us..."
Ke Xun said coldly: "Mu Yi didn't say that it's fatal to keep these things!"
"He also said not to interfere in our choice, you have no right to take charge of our life and death, understand?" she cried anxiously
"Your choice or your personal choice?" As he said, Kexun squeezed into the tent and looked around for sacrifices.
She threw herself into the corner of the tent and put her body in front of her. She screamed, "what right do you have to do that! You are harming others. You are killing us
Kexun stopped and ignored the willows. He only looked at Geng Ma, who was at a loss: "brother Geng is worried about you. He thinks that there should be no sacrifice in the tent. What do you think?"
Without waiting for mother Geng to answer, Shaliu quickly grasped her shoulder and said, "sister-in-law, don't you think elder brother Geng doesn't have a sacrifice there? No matter whether the one who is selected has a sacrifice or not, one of you and the elder brother will survive. But if you don't want a sacrifice, and the one who is chosen this time is the one who has no sacrifice, don't you and your elder brother want both - Isn't it wiser to try to keep one person alive than both are likely to be chosen? Think about it, sister-in-law! Even if it's not for you, think about it for your children
Mother Geng was still hesitating. After listening to the last words of Shaliu, she finally made up her mind and looked at Ke Xun with tears in her eyes: "young man, don't worry about me. Go back to the tent and tell the one in my family that he must protect the child..."
Ke Xun frowned, and Salix was anxious to push him out: "you go, don't force others to choose unwillingly! Black corpse day is coming. You will harm us in our tent because the number of people is not up to the regulations and we will be selected. Go
Mother Geng also urged with tears: "let's go, young man, my son One person is missing from your tent. It's too dangerous. Please, please, just treat me as selfish. Please go for my son's sake
Kexun gritted his teeth and turned away from the tent. The scene in front of him was different from what he could not see but feel when he came. There was no wind. Everything was still like a painting. The snow light in the distant mountains became pale. The sky above his head seemed to be full of thick ink, full and drooping, and it was about to drip down.
Kexun ran away, and the thick black on his head fell down. The feeling of suffocation came again. He couldn't breathe in the air, so he quickly covered his mouth and nose with his hand. However, this time, he was more and more suffocated, and his chest seemed to be supported by something, and he was in pain.
A huge drop of thick black juice slides down from the sky. In the process of sliding, two legs, one arm, two legs and three arms, which are thick as pillars of the sky, are formed, and they start to twist and wave.
This thing looks stronger than yesterday, its skin is dark and rough, covered with incantation like texture, dense, it makes people feel goose bumps.
However, at the moment, Kexun did not care about any pimples. In the painful feeling of suffocation, he rushed to his tent with more and more bulging chest, more and more violent heartbeat, and more and more soft feet.
Just when he was about to fall a few meters in front of his tent, he saw Mu Yi ran quickly running from the tent, picked up his back collar and carried him back to the tent like a dog.
Kexun lay down in his tent and gasped heavily.Although the taste in the tent is not very good, but at least there is air.
As long as Ke doesn't care about other people's death, he doesn't need to go to the tent to kill other people.
Kexun finally let his lungs inhale enough air, and opened his eyes to stare outside the tent. The huge figure of the thing had been completely printed on the tent skin. It landed, bent its legs, and walked towards the two tents close to each other step by step.
Will it choose the people in these two tents?
Kexun wanted to activate his mind, but this thing was not a small universe, he was not a saint fighter, and he was still dizzy at the moment, and his will was somewhat lax, so he could not concentrate at all.
Watching the giant shadow step by step to the two tents, his huge head slowly pressed down and hung over the top of the tent, and his eight arms twisted like Medusa's snake hair around him.
Kexun was staring at the top of the tent, watching the giant shadow slowly stretch out an arm and extend it to the tent nearby.
Kexun suddenly clenched his fist, then released it. Leaning against the tent door, he reached out from the curtain crack and went directly into the tent curtain nearby.
Mu Yi Ran was lying by the door of the tent. Ke Xun's hand reached out and touched his arm.
The fingertips slide down the arm and hold his hand firmly.
He felt Mu Yiran's body was a little stiff, and the hand he was holding moved. However, Ke Xun didn't want to let go. He held it tightly with a few efforts, thinking that if Juying took Mu Yiran out, he would hold the hand and join him.
Kexun was shocked by his sudden idea.
Yes Just simply appreciate and honor him?
Giant shadow was lying on the top of the tent, gasping for a long time, and suddenly moved its huge body to the tent of Kexun.
This time, its arm reached to the top of the tent and stopped. Its fingers were crooked and its fingernails scratched the tent skin. It made a shuddering sound like scraping bones.
It finally chose this tent?!
The little boy who was sandwiched between Kexun and Weidong began to cry, but he tried to suppress his voice. His thin body kept twitching and shivering.
Kexun took him with his other arm and pressed his head into his arms.
Suddenly, I can't remember when the last time I was held in my arms by my father. Maybe I was seven or eight years old, maybe three or four years old.
Their father and son, like the father and son of many Chinese families, have always been reluctant to express their feelings with each other. With the growth of age, it seems that their father's feelings have become a matter of great shame.
So up to now, Kexun is regretting.
Regret his favorite people are still alive, but he never said to them a "I love you.".
Some regrets can be made up for, while others can only become a regret forever.
Kexun didn't like to leave regrets any more than anyone else.
He held the child tightly in his arms with one hand, and still held the hand of Mu Yi Ran in the other hand.
Mu Yi Ran's warm and cool back of his hand made his fingertips burning.
His hands are warm all the year round, even when they are tense, afraid, sad, even in the face of death, they will not be cold.
Kexun moved his fingertips and wrote gently on the back of Mu Yiran's hand.
The sound of the giant shadow scraping against the top of the tent became louder and sharper. It was like breaking the tent in the next moment and cutting the chest of this bold human with sharp nails.
Death is at hand.
I like you. ]
written by Ke Xun.
There was no movement in the tent beside him. He was motionless, as if he would not pay attention to him.
The bold man laughed and continued to write with his fingertips.
I know, you're crooked, too. ]
this time, Ke Xun felt the subtle and imperceptible stiffness of Mu Yi Ran's body.
Kexun said that his intuition was always accurate.
What's more, the sense of smell of the same kind is always sharp.
Kexun took back his fingertips and looked up at the strange scene above his head. However, his mood was inexplicably relaxed and calm.
Since we believe in freedom and arbitrariness, we should live happily and magnanimously when we are alive. If we can't live, we should die warm and arrogant.
Time is so slow that it seems to be passing slowly at 0.1 times the speed. The giant shadow is still picking at the top of the tent, sticking the huge face on it and looking into the tent.
Kexun was staring at the top of the tent. The snow light and the darkness cast by the huge shadow staggered, as if playing a silent film of old film.
Why is there no light source in the daytime? So scattered, spread in all directions.
Only in such a night, the light only reflected from the snow mountain side, slanting on the tent, there was a shadow on the tent, a perfect silhouette of Mu Yi Ran, and the disgusting giant shadow of the eight armed monster.After all, it seems that there is no shadow in every place of the day, because there is no shadow in the outside of his mind?
Is it A hint?
