"So that’s it … The road ahead is difficult." The slave voice of the coffin gradually became low, and the breathing became weak from heavy, and finally I was about to close my eyes.

Qu Yong shouted, "I can’t sleep."
Coffin slave eyes blurred murmured, "how can people not die in this life … I look back on this life and finally … live up to me …"
He still has something to say, but he can’t say it after all.
"I’m finally left alone." The hundred-tailed fox looked at the coffin slave and closed his eyes. "When the five of us were behind me one day, it was such a prestige. Who would have thought that today’s death in a cave was really ironic?"
"Hum" QuYong sneered, "They wouldn’t have died if the pavilion hadn’t carefully arranged them."
"Well-laid out is not wiped out in the end. Is it really a coffin slave or an act of God?"
He seems to be slowly immersed in his own world. "Do you want to hear that I met like a grandfather?"
Qu Yong said, "Say what you want."
"Well," said the hundred-tailed fox, "anyway, if you want to regain your strength and walk, at least you have to rest for a day and a night, and I’m lying here neither dead nor alive. If I don’t talk, it’s even worse than waiting for death."
He looked at the different forms of death, and everyone frowned slightly, as if the trend of thought had rolled back to the day when they met.
"I just got beaten up for stealing that day. I was all hurt and hungry. I can drag my leg step by step to the back hall of a small restaurant to steal the leftovers from the guests. Have you ever tried to put your hand into the bucket and take out rice grains to eat?"
Qu Yong shook his head. Although his family was poor, he was not down and out to beg for leftovers. Besides, once there were any good parents in the family, he would leave him a place to eat. Although he was poor, he was full of gratitude and respect for his parents.
"That kind of rice is really terrible. I spit it out while eating it, because I know that I will die if I don’t eat it. I must eat it even if I compete with pigs and wild dogs for food." The hundred foxes continued, "That’s it. When I was half full, the owner of the store found out that I was stealing from him and he took out a stick to drive me away. He scolded and beat me, and I will never forget the taste. Later, I vowed to make a big contribution to the daily high bed and soft pillow."
"When I run away, I can go anywhere, that is, I can stay on the side of the road at that time, or the oil road is sticky and dark, just like I am dirty. People trample on me until late at night, and no one will look at me because I am a beggar, dirty and smelly. After that night, the sky was overcast and gradually thundered, and the pedestrians around me gradually disappeared in the downpour. It seems that I am alone, and I can go anywhere. I am soaked and the rain is washing away my wounds, and I feel irritable and painful. So holding his arm crouched on the ground and huddled up, hugging himself tightly, and the water drops kept falling from my face, and I couldn’t tell whether it was raindrops or tears I had been suppressing for a long time … "
"At that moment, I really didn’t know if I was a human or a wild dog. I hid my head deep in my knees. I knew I was crying. I was very monk and hated my cowardice, but my tears couldn’t stop."
Rainy nights always make people more vulnerable.
Chapter two hundred and eleven An umbrella
"I also hate God for treating me like this. Others were born with fathers, mothers and families. I was spoiled when I was born. I was picked up by beggars on the roadside. Is my generation a beggar’s life? I can’t. I can’t help this ugly world. If a devil comes to me at that time and says that I can fulfill my wish, I will destroy the earth and kill everyone. There is no injustice."
Until today, when it comes to this past, the hundred-tailed fox is still red-eyed and excited, and he can’t wait to bite someone else’s meat.
"It happened that it was not the devil but him."
"The bigger the rain, the fiercer the storm comes in the summer night. There is a white flash like a crazy snake in the night. My body is shaking violently and there are waves of thunder in my ears. At this moment, a man came to me with an old oil-paper umbrella."
"Until now, I still clearly remember that his feet were covered with a thousand layers of rain, and his shoes were very clean. Don’t say muddy, but there was no rain star on the vamp. Now I know that it was a hexagram" walking in the mud ",but at that time I thought this man was sent by God."
"I have to say that the fate of three thousand worlds is what will happen after everyone meets. No one knows, but such a special rainy night is more likely to have a wonderful fate. He walked past me wearing a bronze mask with fangs and stopped and looked at me."
"At that time, I didn’t know who he was, but it was very important to be a beggar’s eyesight. At first glance, I found that this was a dragon in a man. A character like him actually gave me a look. He sighed. At this time, it happened that a huge flash on the horizon split him and said," Don’t bully the poor young people. "I seemed to be possessed at that time and actually got up. Several huge thunderbolts flashed through the night, making the whole dark world seem like day."
"Good. He nodded with satisfaction and said," Come with me. "I followed him from that day on."
"That’s it," the hundred-tailed fox gently sighed with emotion. "Memories of the past are really a heavy shackle …"
Qu Yong didn’t expect that it was so wonderful for a hundred-tailed fox to meet Tianyi Road. He also listened with emotion, but the thought of a hundred-tailed fox made him angry and scolded, "Since Master has such a kindness to you, why do you want to betray him?"
"This is another story. Forget it. I’m tired and have a rest."
An umbrella after the past. Yeah
"The past has passed, what is left now …" The hundred-tailed fox seems to have lost all hope. "You are the best chance to escape here, so you should have a good rest."
Qu Yong wanted to ask again, but the hundred-tailed fox stopped talking about it. Six people here were lying motionless on the ground. If an outsider accidentally broke in, he would be shocked, except for his eyes. Qu Yong was too lazy to move a little.
Fortunately, it’s cold here, and even if it’s kept for a long time, it won’t be easy for it to pass quickly.
During this period, the two men never spoke again.
Finally, Qu Yong felt that he had recovered some strength and was able to stand firm when he broke the bronze mask from the stiff fingers of the money string. Now he is white. This thing is a big hidden weapons, but he didn’t touch the machine at all.
"It’s been a day," Qu Yong muttered to Baiwei Fox. "I have the strength to walk now, but I want you to go with me."
"Let’s go together." Hundreds of foxes looked at Qu Yong with their eyes open again. "What did you say? You want to save me."
"Yes," Qu Yong said, "There are too many dead people here. If you can save one, just one."
"How are you going to save me?"
Qu Yong said, "Come climb on my back and I’ll carry you out."
He bit his teeth and gasped for a long time when he suddenly saw a hundred foxes shake his head and said, "I can’t leave. It’s impossible to carry me out with your physical strength. Besides, there is no sign of people here after going out in the wild. If you really want to save me, why don’t you go out first and then call someone to save me?"
"Who are you calling?"
The hundred-tailed fox moved his mouth and tried to point to the wide man in his chest and said, "I have a white box here. Take it out."
"Good" QuYong touched it in his arms, and it was very ordinary to find a box to take out.
"fight"
After the box is punched, it is divided into nine thin layers, and each layer has a thin human skin mask, in addition to which there is a photo ID card.
"You wear the third mask," said the hundred-tailed fox. "This mask is a student of Tokyo University in Japan. His name is Kato Peak. You can’t speak Japanese. He happens to be dumb. Remember never to talk."
QuYong hesitate way "this"
"My name is Baiwei Fox," said Baiwei Fox. "Half of it comes from my quick mind and the other half is because I am easy to operate, and my easy operation lies in these nine human skin masks."
"Good" Qu Yong wears the mask according to the special method taught by the hundred-tailed fox. The mask fits very well. After wearing it, he almost doesn’t feel that he is wearing a human skin mask, and his smile can be well reflected. It is a perfect art.
At last, he didn’t understand why a hundred-tailed fox could be so sophisticated all day long. If he wasn’t really familiar with the sophisticated, he would have been cheated.
"Good." The hundred-tailed fox saw him wearing a mask and then confessed, "After you go out, go all the way to the west. There is a small town about 100 kilometers away. There is a carpenter in the town. If you go straight into the door and say that you want to find the amputee, the little carpenter will know who you are." He paused again and again. "You may not have sealed the coffin yet, but you can see my last side."
Qu Yong said excitedly, "You said that the master was taken there by you."
"Right"
"Okay, I’ll go." QuYong finally glanced at the bodies on the ground and sighed, "You wait for me to come back."
"I’m waiting for you to come back."
Qu Yong turned and walked outside. Although he was hungry for a day and a night, he was exhausted. It was conceivable that knowing that Tian Yi’s old body was dead and his heart was strong, yuang actually felt that his feet were not so heavy. Although he walked slowly, he was firm.
He walked out slowly and left the hundred foxes alone in the cold and humid depths of the earth.
I don’t know if it’s been too long, because he couldn’t see the road when he came. It’s also possible to estimate how long it is, and he walks slowly, walking in the near darkness, loneliness and coldness. People who are not determined may want to go crazy soon.
Qu Yong suddenly had an idea when he was walking. "I feel like a captain touching gold, walking in the underground tomb, but it’s better here than the underground tomb. There are finally no strange machines and dumplings that can’t be killed."
In the dark, people’s strange ideas are easy to come out, and once they come out, they are like mushrooms after rain.
Qu Yong walked for too long with his head full of ideas, and he felt his feet heavy and terrible, as if the machine was moving and suddenly his eyes shone.
"Have I finally arrived?"