Chapter 187 Chapter 20 The Truth About Blood Spring Water

make a mistake?The memory in my mind suddenly came back to life, and I understood why Hu Bugui said that these were just failed experiments, and all the things I (Luo Lian) saw were not the same as what I always saw at the beginning. Can't find a clue at a critical moment? At this time, Bashiqi asked me without losing the opportunity: "What experiment did you do? Which step he said was wrong?" My mind was at a loss again, and I looked at Tang Minghao. He shook his head innocently, expressing his ignorance, so he had no choice but to answer honestly: "I don't know, I haven't figured out why the king wants us to do these experiments for so many years, but listen to some The irrelevant serfs said that this is a preparation for everyone's future immortality..."

Speaking of this, I really want to jump out and ask the "person" who controls my mouth at the moment, don't you just live forever?How can you not know?Also, prepare for the immortality of "everyone"?Everyone, what does everyone mean? The hateful thing is that I can't really jump out to ask him after all, and my brain is divided into two halves for use, thinking for myself while someone is recalling the past.sky!I'm about to split my nerves! Bashiqi asked again: "Is what the serf said true?" I sneered twice, and asked him back in disbelief: "How dare you believe the words of those lowly serfs?" After I finished speaking, I immediately realized that this was wrong, and quickly corrected him, "Of course, everyone is equal now."

Everyone understands my current situation, and no one cares about me.Eighty-seven bowed his head in thought, and after a while, he turned around and asked Forty-three and Thirty-eight, "Is this really the case? No way, hundreds of thousands of people, this is not a small number." Forty-three and Thirty-eight also looked in disbelief. I thought what they said was very strange, as if they knew some secret, and asked what was going on, but the three damned guys insisted that there was nothing wrong. I wanted to ask Zhuoma Yangjin again, but Wangmo interrupted me first, and said: "I said, why are you Luo Lian such a mother-in-law? Didn't you tell me about eighty-seven? I just want to find out what happened to this Shambhala creature." Why do those foreigners desperately want to find them, and we are also curious about where these things come from... Are these reasons enough?"

Of course I know these things, but I feel vaguely that something is wrong. These animals used for experiments should be related to those Guge subjects who disappeared overnight. Yes, it must be related. Yes, is the tension that a big secret is about to be revealed. Thinking of this, I am a little excited.Maybe I can also find the reason why the "person" parasitic in my body can always exist in a state of consciousness.No, no, how could it be a state of consciousness? Isn’t there a parasitism? It started to parasitize on a sheep’s head in the blood spring at the bottom of Fuxian Lake. If I hadn’t injured my hand and jumped into the blood spring to rescue Geng Wei, it would have been impossible. penetrated into my body.

Zhuoma Yangjin looked at me with concern, and said softly, "What's the matter with you? Your face turns red and white for a while, and changes back and forth many times... Are you okay?" I shook my head and said, "It's okay. Let's go...the road is still long..." My mind was a little confused, and I couldn't bear to analyze the identity of the memory entrenched in my mind. What followed was an extremely long road, rugged and winding, and I had no sense of direction at all. I had no idea where I should be at the moment, nor how far I had traveled. It was so dark that there was not much light, and there were still some dead animals under the feet, but fortunately there were no living things, and they did not rot, and no poisonous gas would be produced.

The atmosphere in the cave was quiet and oppressive, except for the sound of footsteps, there was the sound of everyone's breathing. I couldn't help but put all the pores of my body on guard. After walking for a while, there was a sudden sound of running water. It seemed that we had reached the mountainside. This was an underground undercurrent.Following the sound of water, a very familiar smell suddenly floated in, and I was instinctively disgusted and frightened. Blood fountain!I just felt a bang in my head, and I couldn't come back to my senses for a long time, how could there be blood spring water here!No wonder it's so familiar, the "person" in my body has been soaked in it for hundreds of years.

At the same time, Lao Li also shouted in horror: "Blood spring water!" As soon as he finished speaking, there was already the sound of pulling the bolt from behind the team, followed by a white light from a flashlight, followed by the voice of Eighty-Seven, "What's wrong? Are you okay?" Lao Li and I looked at each other, his face was pale, and I guess I was the same, strange insects, human-faced monsters, and king fish all appeared with the blood spring water, God knows what ghosts will appear here. With the help of their flashlights, they could clearly see that the blood spring was not a pool, but a small canal, about a foot wide, with no idea where the source was, and it was gurgling forward.

Bashiqi actually became excited, yelling loudly to follow the water, he will definitely be able to get out. I can't laugh or cry, the old man doesn't know the danger.Telling him this way, Bashiqi blamed us for making a fuss, saying: "This is a kind of water with abnormal minerals, and the microorganisms in it are abnormally active, so the color and smell of the water are a bit weird, and it has nothing to do with the so-called Shambhala organisms." There is no direct connection. Seventy-two discovered it in Qiangba Ke Mountain as early as. I even brought samples back to study.” At the end, he added that we must have lost our courage, and that’s when all the trees and trees were defeated.

It may be useless to explain more, and he will not believe it if he talks more. Besides, no matter how scared we are, we can't back down. Walking along the Blood Spring Canal, the air is filled with the unique smell of blood spring water. Bashiqi also said that this is water with abnormal minerals. He may not be too naive. I secretly stepped up my guard. Tang Minghao seemed extremely excited, and kept asking me if I had been here before. I don't remember much about this place. At this time, the cave began to darken, and the dim light from an unknown source disappeared.Eighty-seven and the others fired a powerful flashlight from behind, and he once again mentioned a person we didn't know—— Seventy-two. "Why didn't Seventy-Two find any news about this place? Hmm..." He thought to himself, "It must be that those ghosts don't know the mechanism." Then he asked him two more questions. A subordinate, "What do you think?"

Then there was Forty-Three's voice: "The Japanese and the Germans haven't come here yet, so they must not be able to find the right way... Didn't we also come in by accident?" Eighty-seven said "hmm" twice, without paying attention, and asked me again: "Luo Lian, do you know where this blood spring leads to?" In fact, I can’t remember clearly, this damn foreign memory, I like to lose the chain at a critical moment, I hate it so much, so I have to say I don’t know. No one asked any more, and everyone followed me cautiously. My palms started to break out in cold sweat. In such a dark environment, even with the light of a flashlight, it cannot protect everyone. Instead, it can only expose everyone to the eyes of the enemy (?). If there is another dead body, the gun will surely It didn't work, and Eighty Seven and the others didn't have flamethrowers like Devil Yamamoto and the others... If this was the case, we would be cleaned up like melons and vegetables.

Soon, everyone realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere. Eighty-seven threw me a powerful flashlight, and asked Thirty-eight, who had been silent all this time, to come and protect me. "No one can have the slightest mistake." These are his original words. With a flashlight, it is not much better. When I find out the electric light, there is a pale light. Wherever it reaches, there are scattered bones everywhere. What's more terrible is that I accidentally saw a white person. The leg bones lie next to a sheep skull... Beyond the light, there was a silent darkness. Two more steps, not far away, there is a complete human body lying dead by the canal, blocking most of our way. He still maintains the appearance of drinking water in the canal when he was alive. It seems that he drank blood by mistake. Spring water to die. Although I was taken aback, I thought that I had never seen a dead person before, so I calmed down and told everyone to be careful. However, after taking a few steps closer, a gust of cold air rushed up from the vest. This is no corpse, it is obviously a human shape formed by countless strange insects densely stacked together. It was obviously a person who was bitten to death by a strange insect while drinking water!Accidentally startled them, with their number and speed, once we killed them, we would not be able to get back unscathed, and we might end up just like this person. In an instant, I felt countless strange insects crawling all over my body, lingering out from the bones and drilling into the flesh, and Zhuoma Yangjin had already stepped up and grabbed my hand, desperately, with no atmosphere. Dare to speak out. The eighty-seven people who have always been well-informed were also stunned. After a long while, Zhuoma Yangjin stammered and asked me: "Why... how... what's going on... something..." My palms were cold, my throat was a little dry, I swallowed hard, and said, "It's... bugs. It's all..." Eighty-seven asked me: "Gun? Fire? Or what?" I shook my head, these two things are useless, we were able to escape by using the medicinal fragrance prepared by Lao Li, but now, where is this thing prepared. Tang Minghao exclaimed in a low voice beside me: "My God, it's these Shambhala creatures again..." Someone quietly pulled my sleeve, and when I looked back, it was Lao Li. He was calmer than me, and asked me: "Master Logitech, do you remember how we repelled the corpses at that time? They are all Shambhala Creatures... Could this strange insect also be afraid of smoke?" When we killed zombies, we accidentally set a tattered handwritten scripture on fire, and the smoke smothered them to death. Where do we get books now? It's really weird. These things are not afraid of fire, but they are afraid of smoke?can you?Most importantly, I am afraid of them, because the foreign memory in my mind seems to be related to them. Forget it, it's better not to alarm them. I waved my hand at everyone, and told everyone in a low voice not to expose the skin as much as possible, especially those with any wounds on their bodies.