My dad's lieutenant seems to be a time traveler

Chapter 146 Want to know what is behind the mountain

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When I woke up, I was paralyzed on Zhang Wensheng's body.It was unexpected that I woke up earlier than him.

When he got up, the blood on his body was completely dry, but his body was still smelly.We are in the snow-covered valley, waking up on the ice and snow.

I woke up from the cold, but luckily it was cold before the crossing, and I wore thick clothes so that we would not freeze to death directly in a coma.

The snow was only a thin layer, but it was completely frozen, and the surface was hard and slippery.I rubbed off Zhang Wensheng's body, and after a bit of effort, I was able to stand up alone.

This time there was no situation where I could not find my limbs and five senses. I got off Zhang Wensheng and hurriedly went to see him again, only to find that he had no trauma, but his face was too pale.

His lips were purple, like those of my dad's heartache peers.I remembered what Chen Yuyuan said about time travel. He also said that every year someone would die suddenly during the time travel experience.

Even so, one of his hands was still convulsed into a claw, tightly clasping the space-time locator that brought us through, and I couldn't even pick his five fingers.

This time, he probably won't let go until he dies.

till death...

Yes, I thought of it, maybe Zhang Wensheng will really die.

The thought filled me with horror, and I couldn't care less for a moment to continue the grief I felt before I crossed over.I hastily unbuttoned Zhang Wensheng's clothes, took a breath of hot air on my hands, and rubbed his heart.

It was when he pressed his body that he woke up with a start, his eyes opened suddenly, his fingers moved, but he couldn't raise his hand immediately.

His hand finally let go.The Chronolocator rolled down on the snow like an ordinary, lifeless crystal ball.

Zhang Wensheng struggled, his fingers were just like that, trembling slightly and silently all the time, he was trembling on the snow, his lips moved, like a patient suffering from epilepsy.For a moment I could barely hold him down, but fortunately, the voice quickly returned to his control.

Intermittently, he moaned to me: Don't bother, I'll be fine.

He started to roll over on his side, so I could see the suitcase he had on top of him.There was a bloody handprint on the box, which suddenly reminded me of what happened before.

My dad was shot twice by Shen Weiren.My dad bled a lot after he was shot... I doubt he's going to survive.

I have to cry when I think that my dad will not survive.

On this side, I grinned, and just as I cried, Zhang Wensheng stretched out his hand and covered my mouth.

Why cry!We obviously succeeded—that obstinate madness came into his eyes again, and he covered my mouth to stop me from crying and yelled at me.

He shouted: Your father is still alive, the bullet is out, the German doctor can save him!We are going to save another person now, this is an experiment we have to do, so I used the latest positioning device, we traveled to this time!

My whole body was covered in the blood of my own father. At this moment, my ears hurt from being yelled at by him, and I was also suspicious in my heart.

Since Zhang Wensheng said that this time and place were his deliberate arrangements.So... what evening is this evening, and where is this place?

The weather was cold, our clothes were stained with blood, and we lingered in the snow like two dead men returning to the sun.

After Zhang Wensheng was able to sit up, he kept rubbing his legs hard, trying to get up and walk quickly.I also rubbed his legs, hoping that he will get better soon.

He told me that it was because there were too many crossings and the body was not good enough, so it was delayed for too long.

When he said this, there was a faintly apologetic look on his face, which made me even more angry.I said in my heart, you ruined your good self, why should you apologize to me?

But I still have many hidden worries, and I have a lot of things that I can't do and can't face.The base of my tongue is still a little numb, it must have been caused by time travel... I don't want to force myself to speak more.

We arrived around the time of sunrise.At noon, the weather in this valley began to turn sharply down, thick clouds formed overhead again, and the wind was very cold.It feels like it's going to snow again.

At this time, Zhang Wensheng's legs and feet finally regained their flexibility. He practiced his posture a few times on the spot, and after confirming that his body was well coordinated, he began to pull me along the completely dry riverbed at the bottom of the valley, moving to the northeast.

After walking for three to five miles like this, his face was flushed with blushing due to his quick steps, and his palms became very warm.And I was dizzy and dizzy because I was walking in a hurry, and my hands and feet began to sweat coldly.

I stumbled and followed him with my suitcase.Under such conditions, it is impossible to change the bloody clothes. Every time I take a step, I think of the father I left behind who was lying in a pool of blood in the third year of the Republic of China. I am very worried that this time when I go back, he will really be gone.

I didn't think he was good when he was around. After he was shot, I was most afraid that he would not be able to hold on and would leave me.

Thinking wildly, without looking at the road, I slipped many times.But Zhang Wensheng refused to stay at all, he didn't give me time to rest, he just urged me to leave quickly.

We arrived at the bottom of the cliff just as the sun was about to set.The sleet was falling finely, and the weather was getting really bad.

After walking for a long time without rest or food, I was almost dead from exhaustion.When it came to a complete stop, I immediately fell to the ground, gasping very loudly.

In fact, I don't need to pant that much, I can still breathe.I just want Zhang Wensheng to hear that I am tired and out of breath.

It's a pity, Zhang Wensheng didn't care to listen to my panting.As soon as I looked up, I saw him, with his face up to the sky, looking up and waiting.He seemed to be worshiping snow, and he seemed to be waiting for something else to appear in the sky.

Will it be "Nimbus"?

I'm still thinking, his face is already glowing - it's really shining - the feeble daylight shines on his cheeks, and the thin sweat from the hard work is shining.

Without hesitation, he spoke loudly in the empty valley in midwinter.

This Zhang Wensheng, he called my name loudly and said: Stand up quickly, Cao Shiyue!listen--!

I was very surprised, except for the sound of falling snow, the light sound of breaking branches, and this madman's wild words, I don't know what else can be heard here?

Even so, I obeyed him.I pricked up my ears and listened carefully... I heard, not too far away, there were screaming voices and hesitant horseshoes, one after another, in a panic.

These voices come from above the cliff.

I raised my head, and saw three large stone characters painted red repeatedly as a reward on the stone wall, looming among the withered vines.

——Yuewang Mountain.

I immediately got goosebumps all over my body!

This is the mountain where my biological mother is buried!

This is the place where I came back from the dead when I was eight years old!