Return 100 days before death

Chapter 11

Woke up with a burning pain on his face, but it didn't seem to be caused by Qi Yun, but because of the hot sun in the dream.

He turned over and sat up, still with the same smell of getting up: "Who is bullying the newcomer?"

In the middle of the night, four people were sitting by a bonfire, and a tent was set up next to it. The off-road vehicle had gone nowhere, and all the packages in the trunk were stuffed into the tent.Professor Guo used a barbecue fork to pierce the hare that he did not know where he had hunted, and roasted it on the fire until it was fragrant. From the smell, it should be that some cumin was shaken on it.

The dead wood was burned "crackling".

Qi Yun said: "What? You know when you hear the food? You really have no conscience."

Lu Youqi resisted the urge to slap him on the cap, thinking that this kid is really not big or small.

Lu Youqi: "What about the tornado? Where's Shen Qian?"

Professor Guo divided the roasted rabbit into several pieces, and then spread them on four small barbecue forks: "It's over. Did you suffer from motion sickness before? Shake it and it will fall down." After finishing speaking, he pointed and sat down. Shen Qian on the side.

Lu Youqi looked along his fingertips, Shen Qian was indeed a sleepy god, and now he was snoring on the side of the stall, his exposed left hand was covered with layer after layer of bandages, revealing It is slightly red.

Lu Youqi walked up to Shen Qian and knelt down: "I didn't get carsick before, maybe I changed my system after I died. I died in a car accident after all. Tsk...wrapped so tight? If the bleeding stops, stop covering it Yes, anaerobic secondary infection."

After finishing speaking, Lu Youxiang turned his head and asked Qi Yun for a bottle of disinfectant and threw it over, and then gently removed the bandage that was almost blackening his arm, and saw the shocking sight of the bandage next to each other. Claw marks.

The smell of disinfectant and barbecue mixed together was weird.

Lu Youqi frowned involuntarily.

Lu Youqi: "How did he get this injury?"

Qi Yun gnawed on the rabbit's leg without any image, while Professor Guo said softly: "It's like this when I came back just now, is it serious? He just told me to leave him alone, I thought it was okay."

Lu Youqi shook his head and said nothing more.He changed into a clean bandage, and carefully helped Shen Qian wrap it up. During this period, he found that the god of death was really thin, and could even be said to be "extremely weak".

How much has he been through?How many souls have you seen die?

Does it happen every time?

Lu Youqi's warm palm grabbed his wrist, and the temperature began to be transmitted through this only contact, but it didn't have any effect.When the white gauze wraps around the arm, you can still feel a slight trembling.

Lu Youqi returned to the campfire, and looked back, but luckily the light of the fire could still reflect his pale face red: "Has he always been like this?"

Professor Guo: "Huh?"

Lu Youqi: "I think he is too withdrawn, and he is too stubborn when encountering things. He doesn't know how to cooperate and communicate with others. One day he will suffer. By the way, how old is he? He shouldn't be as old as me."

Professor Guo: "You mean Death?"

Lu Youqi: "Of course."

Professor Guo put the barbecue down: "Who knows? Each of us will only stay for 100 days, and it is impossible to stay with him all the time. According to the store manager, he has been doing this for a long time. As for how long, it is only him. Knowing that maybe ten years, maybe 100 years, it's also possible to work from the very existence of death."

"Passing passers-by, we are just passers-by in his life, insignificant and easily forgotten passers-by."

The world seen by Shen Qian's eyes, life and death, coincidence and separation, are probably all indifferent.

Lu Youqi was still thinking about this until he turned off the fire and buried himself in his sleeping bag.

In the past, he definitely wouldn't sleep in the mountains like this with the friends he just met.He has an indescribable fear of the deep mountains. What he sees are stretches of mountains, like fish scales layer by layer, no matter which side is the same, completely surrounded and oppressed, you have no idea that there will be something unknown hide in there.Taking the sky as your seat and the ground as your pillow will always make you feel extremely empty and lonely.

He suddenly had an intuition that the existence of Shen Qian was the biggest mystery.

As long as tonight is over, you can go directly into the mountain tomorrow.

At the last moment of falling asleep, someone stepped on the fallen leaves above her head, but it failed to wake Lu Youqi up.

Shen Qianzai walked over silently and lay down on his side.

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The sky is blue and white, and the sky is clear, but the sun is fake, hanging on it as a decoration, and the cold air is also mixed with the aroma of soil and grass.

"We're here." Shen Qian closed his notebook and looked at the small village surrounded by mountains in front of him.

The ethnic atmosphere here is particularly strong, as if it has been derailed from the times. It reminds people of the heinous autonomous dictatorship of the minority ethnic groups in the deep mountains mentioned on TV-no matter what, please ask the local authorities The "gods" ask for advice, and life and death are also determined by the gods.

After being sick, you can only worship God and not seek medical treatment....After all, the cultural differences passed down from ancient times, the police can only shake their heads when they hear it, let alone foreigners like them.

But just based on the appearance, as a tourist, it still has the charm of a paradise.

Except that there is a thin layer of ice on the "Peach Blossom Spring".

"Ah! Ouch!" Lu Youqi had just climbed over a boulder with the help of Qi Yun pushing his butt from behind, when he was immediately blown by the cold wind with ice skates, his hands shook, and he fell directly from the top down.

Just as Lu Youqi was about to rub his waist, he immediately withdrew and wrapped his hands tightly around his white sportswear jacket, then wiped the frost off his glasses, and said with chills: "Oh my god...it's so cold. What are you doing?" Lost your cold-proof equipment? I can’t do it! Qi Yun, you are in the North Pole? Can you see the little penguin?”

Qi Yun was only wearing a dark blue sweater, his short black hair was covered with icy scum, but he jumped in front of Lu Youqi like a normal person, and said innocently, "Is it cold? I think it's okay! Hahahaha and the little penguin is in Antarctica!"

Lu Youqi: "...." Please don't pay attention to these unimportant details. Thank you.

Professor Guo has been working diligently on the sidelines since just now, helping Shen Qian sort out the timeline and materials. He is tired just watching, but he has no complaints.Shen Qian, on the other hand, was still stuck there like a black telegraph pole, and when he saw someone helping, he began to be lazy on his own.

Yesterday's guy was sleeping as if he was dead, and he stole Lu Youqi's sympathy for a while, but when he woke up the next day, he was like a normal person, eating and sleeping as usual, and even thick-skinned at night Huddled in Lu Youqi's sleeping bag and snoring, Lu Youqi slapped him on the forehead and told him to get out, in exchange for a cold sentence: "I'm cold."

As a result, the first thing Lu Youqi saw the next morning was a face of death.

He complained to Qi Yun more than once: "If I were a woman, I would have beaten him to death as a pervert."

Qi Yun shook his head sharply: "Forget it, the value of force is so great, we can't beat it."

The two of them exchanged glances here, Shen Qian seemed to feel the cold light behind him, and turned his head to look at these two living treasures.

Lu Youqi then picked up a small stone on the ground and threw it on Shen Qian's back: "Hey! Aren't you afraid of the cold? Wear your windbreaker wide open and pretend to be aggressive? Button it up for me. It's cold when you see it. Please care about the audience." The visual effect." After speaking, he sniffed his nose in a very appropriate way.

Qi Yun smiled helplessly: "Big Daddy, I didn't throw this away."

Then he hinted at Lu Youqi with his eyes.

Shen Qian ignored them, turned around and said a few words to Professor Guo, then threw two things over.

"Sneak attack?" Lu Youqi blocked him from the air: "I used to be the forward of the college basketball team, so let's forget about this little trick! What is this? Nuan Baobao?"

Lu Youqi and Qi Yun: "Such an artifact! Can this work too????"

Lu Youqi: "Hurry up! Put some on my back!!!"

Qi Yun: "How do you do this?"

Lu Youqi: "Oh! Stupid! Tear it open and just snap it off, it's cold to stick it! Damn boy, don't stick it directly on my flesh! Tear it off! Lightly!!!"

Seeing that they were immediately distracted by the warming stickers, Shen Qian couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his head, and his face was paralyzed again: "What's the matter?"

Professor Guo rubbed his hands and said, "It should be now, are you really going to their house? Are you afraid of causing conflict?"

Shen Qian blinked the icy scum on his eyelashes, and seemed to be able to highlight this sentence after all kinds of thinking, and said in a heavy tone: "There is no way, if you wait for those students to come, I am afraid that there will not be enough time, and this time the scope is too large. wide, we must actively narrow the scope.”

Professor Guo felt that there was something in his words, so he paused.

"How to say?"

Shen Qian: "This is all in the future. Qi Yun's death involved a lot of things later on, and even caused a lot of discussion in the urban area, and finally caused internal panic. I guess this was a premeditated accident, and , someone secretly mentioned to me that it was Qi Yun's death that directly caused your death."

Shen Qian looked at Professor Guo like a sharp sword, without any emotion.

Professor Guo: "This...how is it possible? Did you make a mistake?"

It is not uncommon for the death of one person to cause the death of many people, but the direct involvement is very small.

Today, the emperor is far away, and the area is also far away. Eight poles are less than one stroke, and the social groups are even more different. How can it be said to be direct?

Shen Qian tapped his fingers on the notebook, thinking he knew this