Chapter 1317 The five elements lack love

Uncle Wu Gui must have been to this place before. Many memories have not died, but are just sealed deep in his heart. Occasionally encountering familiar scenes can always awaken some memories buried deep in his heart, or in other words, He has lived here for a long time, and those memories have been integrated into his instincts. Now that he has returned to his hometown, even if he has lost his memories, he can always avoid all dangers perfectly.

This is already our consensus.

And Uncle Wu Gui relied on these skills to survive after escaping from the whorehouse.

When he came here, he also followed his inner choice. There seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that this place was safe.

I know there must be a huge secret hidden in him, but the Ghost Whispering Gu King, who has always been able to peer into people's hearts, has failed here. Bald Qiang cannot see what he is thinking, so I can only listen. He said it himself, and in the end, I accepted his statement.

For one thing, everything he explained sounds absurd, but from a logical point of view, there is no problem at all.

Secondly, if I were lying, I would never tell such a ridiculous story. It would make people feel unbelievable. In the end, they would carefully speculate on every detail in order to judge whether the story is reliable. As long as there is If one area fails to hold up, his entire story will be rejected outright.

After saying these things, Uncle Wu Gui seemed a little tired and fell asleep not long after.

On the side, Brother Yaozi and Zhang Xinya were already checking our supplies. It rained all the way, and the backpack was already soaked. Some of the things inside can be wetted, and some cannot be wetted. Now that we have free time, we naturally need to rescue them immediately. For a moment.

I glanced at Uncle Wu Gui, who was sleeping deeply, sighed secretly, and then went to one side to help Zhang Xinya and the others.

"Are you soft-hearted?"

The kite brother who was wiping the water-stained throwing knife with a towel to prevent it from getting rusty saw me sitting down and suddenly looked up with a smile and asked.

I squeezed out a muffled groan from my nose and was busy minding my own business.

"Needless to say, he must be soft-hearted."

Lao Bai grinned: "Who said that being strong and round is the best way to protect yourself? The main thing is to see who the opponent is. If you are someone who is short of love and is afraid that others will treat him well, follow him. He is so tough that he will fight you to the death with a white knife in and a red knife out. If you try to be nice to him, he will want to rip out his heart and lungs, but he still feels that it is not enough."

This statement is clearly directed at the monk and scolded the bald donkey.

I groaned again.

Zhang Xinya squinted her eyes slightly and laughed, and said: "Originally, this old man suddenly appeared. At that time, I was still thinking that the old man was dead, with such a big weirdness on him. At present, there are many dangers. With Er Gouzi's Because of his urine nature, he was designated to kill him with one knife to avoid future troubles. Who would have thought that right after the old man pushed Er Gouzi away, I was almost stoned to death. I knew at that time that if the old man was lucky enough to survive, His life was definitely saved.

When they arrived at this place, the old man stuffed the "pears" he had worked so hard to dig into Er Gouzi's arms. It was done. If something happened later, Er Gouzi could rush forward and block the knife for him.

We have been together for such a long time, and you still don’t know who he is. This is inevitable, so why bother teasing him again.

Er Gouzi seems to be ruthless, but in fact he is forced to do so. He is a kind-hearted and kind-hearted person. Lao Bai, you are wrong to say that he lacks love. I have to say this to be fair, anyone can laugh at it.

He is stupid, but you are the only one who can't. You gave him twenty or thirty years of life, but the childish girl has already said that you look like you are about to die. Even if you are given five hundred years of life, 99% of you will be

Those who cannot bear it will surely die early.

On the contrary, after you gave Er Gouzi, he helped you block so many misfortunes. That day he was scrubbing himself in the yard, and his upper body was covered with scars. I counted them carefully and found that more than half of them were caused by you. At that time,

I'm still thinking, if his parents saw it, they might be very distressed. If he is just a bitch-hearted, but with your ability to cause trouble, he would have ignored you a long time ago, and no one can say anything. If you let him live once, he will

I'm afraid I can't keep you alive less than a hundred times, right? Just say this time when he went to Jiangnan, how many people did he kill for the Red Lady with a single sword, seven in and seven out? Do you think he killed for the Red Lady? The Red Lady is so that

What a big face, now that she has no bullshit, she just painted a big picture and said what will happen in the future, is it worth our bravery? Is it worth Qingzhu to follow in person? To be honest, isn't he doing this for you, a good brother? Back then, he

I killed the old one-eyed man with one knife. I was so sick and frightened that I even had nightmares for a few days, and now I have killed so many people without even blinking..."

"Come on, don't throw the pot on my head."

I smiled bitterly and pointed at the sleeping Uncle Wu Gui behind me: "I can't do it anyway, but I won't stop you. Whoever can do it will kill him."

Several people looked at each other for a while, and at the same time lowered their heads as if resigned to their fate.

Brother Yaozi said with some despair: "I obviously know that there is a big problem with him, but...

Alas, before, his ten lives were not enough to harm me, but now that I have stayed with you for a long time, for some reason, I am thinking that if I leave the Zhenwu Temple and go out to wander the world, I may not live long.

"

"Since you can't do it, let's do this for now!"

I said: "Besides, I have a hunch that even if we want to get rid of Uncle Wu Gui, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."

These words were just small talk between us, and even the three people on the flower boat avoided them.

Soon, the results of the inventory came out.

There was not much loss of tools, weapons, medicines, etc., but not much dry food was left.

Our rations were the starch from the sago palm tree brought to us by the sacrifice. Malong and Maochi carried the two heavy items in their pockets and ran for their lives. The pockets had already been soaked by the rain, and there was raindrops dripping down the pockets.

It was spilled on the road, and now there are only two large dough-like things in the two pockets. It seems that the loss is no less than 50-60%.

When I think about being without food, I feel a little weak in the legs. We have encountered this situation too many times.

But then I relaxed and felt that my worries were unfounded. Uncle Wugui had nothing. He had survived in this place for so long. The dense jungle always has many gifts.

After taking inventory and packing up our things, we each found a corner and had a deep sleep, which refreshed our spirits.

Qingzhu just ran out of spiritual energy, and now she has basically recovered after meditation. She said she wanted to check Uncle Wu Gui's injuries. I know she was worried about Uncle Wu Gui, but the final result was also nothing. Nothing was found.

I haven't heard that mysterious voice since I was hit by the red tide.

Regarding this matter, I didn't hide it. I discussed it with Qingzhu, but Qingzhu couldn't tell me the reason. He just said that he would take a look. At least the other party has not shown any malicious intent at present.

Uncle Wu Gui's body still needs time to recover. After taking medication, I think he will be able to move around in two or three days without any problem.

So, we settled here.

There is no day here, only eternal darkness. The passage of time feels extremely slow. Gradually, we get used to the darkness. We eat when we are hungry every day and sleep when we are sleepy. As for whether it is day or night outside this place, we gradually become accustomed to it.

I started to get confused.

Time becomes very blurry here.

Uncle Wugui's health gradually improved. On this day, I once again asked him to take ointment and massaged him. After relaxing his muscles and activating his muscles, I sat down cross-legged in a dark corner as usual and was about to

While meditating, a crisp laughter like silver bells floated into my ears.

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Chapter completed!