48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng did not go online, so he did not know that the three major guilds had reached a consensus on finding him.

But even if he is not online, he can actually guess his identity and other people's attitudes towards him. This is why he separated from Fan Meinan, Han Lu and others early in the morning, and only Shen Xixi helped him solve it. The reason why Fulou's snipers prevented her from going further and continued to help him do other things.

Because Zhang Heng knew very well that what was waiting for him would be an escape.

Since it is an escape, there is actually not much difference between one more person and one less person. On the contrary, it will drag other people into the water.

From the moment he made up his mind, he has already embarked on an extremely dangerous road. This journey will be harder than any of his previous journeys. Even Zhang Heng himself does not know that he is at the end. What is waiting for him, but now that he has made a choice, he will follow this path to the end, even if there is a deep abyss below.

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But Zhang Heng didn't know where he went.

It had been four hours since he entered the mountain along the muddy path. After that, he even drove a section of the cliff, and the stones from the wheel fell into the valley on the other side of the road.

And there is still a section of road in the middle, which has even been destroyed by the landslide two days ago, but Zhang Heng relied on his excellent driving skills to drive the polo from the road that has turned into ruins little by little. Encountered a small village.

Zhang Heng did not stop, just amidst the cheers and chasing sounds of a group of little ghosts, he passed straight through the center of the village and continued to drive towards the depths of the mountain. At this time, the road in front of him could not even be called a road. At best, it was only a trail stepped by humans and animals, and Zhang Heng drove another two kilometers on this road, and met a farmer who had just worked in the field and walked home.

The farmer put down the head he was carrying on his shoulders and kindly reminded Zhang Heng, "Little brother, there is no way ahead."

"Thank you, I just wander around." Zhang Heng said politely.

"It's getting late, it's time to go home." The farmer persuaded, "Your parents are waiting for you too, don't worry them."

"I know," Zhang Heng said, "I will go back after dealing with the matter at hand."

"Oh." The farmer couldn't help but sighed, and watched Polo disappear into the night.

Although it was already night, it did not affect Zhang Heng too much. After putting on the [filter lens], 300 meters in front of him seemed to him like daytime. However, after Zhang Heng drove about 7 kilometers Finally stopped the car.

It's not that he doesn't want to drive, but that there is really no way in front of him.

His left hand is a cliff, his right is a dense forest, and there is a creek in front of him. It is said that it is a creek, but it can actually be called a river. Zhang Heng got off the car and measured the depth of the water. He knew that his polo is whatever How has passed, and a bad one may be washed down the cliff.

Seeing such a scene, Zhang Heng didn't have any frustrated expression on his face. He just turned around and walked back to the car again, took out his notebook with a sim card, and opened it but couldn't retrieve any network signals. .

Zhang Heng changed several positions and angles again, and after confirming that this was not just a case of one place, he put the computer away, and at this moment he heard movement from the woods beside him.

Zhang Heng turned around and looked at the place where the sound came from. To his surprise, it was not a beast, but an old man, but he lay motionless on the ground.

Zhang Heng took out the [hidden sheath] from the trunk and walked step by step to the old man on the ground. However, after a simple inspection, he released the palm that was holding the handle of the knife. This old man seemed to be a villager nearby. He was in his eighties, he fell from a mountain, and his head was knocked somewhere on the way, and one of his legs might have been broken.

Zhang Heng helped him simply connect the broken leg and fixed it with a wooden board and rope. In addition, he also used iodophor disinfection to bandage the skin trauma that was punctured by branches and stones on the way, but Zhang Heng had nothing to do with the big bag on his forehead. I can only feed him a little water and put him on the back seat of the polo first.

The old man woke up by himself two hours later. He opened his eyes and saw where he was staying. He looked a little frightened. So he struggled. He waved his hands and slapped the glass, except that he did not pull the door handle. In the end, it was Zhang Heng. Opened the car door and said to him, "Don't move, especially your injured leg. Beware of becoming lame in the future."

The old man seemed to understand what he said, and finally stopped struggling, so Zhang Heng brought him a bottle of mineral water and a box of good friends who are very common in supermarkets, "Let’s eat something, I will take you home at dawn. "

The old man did not tear open the box of Liyou, but put it into his arms. Zhang Heng was afraid that he would not understand what he said, and he also showed how to tear off the packaging bag. The old man nodded and shook again. He shook his head, but fortunately, he twisted the bottle of mineral water and drank it.

At this point, Zhang Heng also saw that the old man should not have much contact with the outside world, and then the old man pointed to his mouth again and waved his hand. Zhang Heng immediately realized that the other person might be dumb.

But seeing that the old man may not be able to tell his address, Zhang Heng is not anxious, "I passed a village when I entered the mountain. Someone should know you there, or I will send you there tomorrow?"

As a result, the old man waved his hand again after hearing the words, and then seemed to want to get out of the car. Zhang Heng also went up and took the handle when he saw it, and carried him out of the car. The old man pointed to the wood where Zhang Heng found him.

"Is your home there?" Zhang Heng asked back.

The old man nodded this time.

Zhang Heng was a little surprised. He originally thought that the other party had gone into the mountain to collect firewood or dig wild vegetables and fell from the mountain. He didn't expect the old man to live here. You must know that this place is a dozen miles away from the previous village. Well, and the village was closed enough before, quite close to the depths of the mountain.

Judging from the car chasing children, there are usually no foreign visitors in that place, but it is finally connected to water and electricity, but here, there is a real telephone pole that can’t be seen. It is hard to imagine that most cities are full of shopping malls. , When full of Starbucks and McDonald's, there will be people living in this almost natural environment.

"Are there anyone in this mountain besides you?" Zhang Heng asked curiously.

The old man nodded again.

"How many households are there?"

The old man shook his head again.

"Could it be that this place is yours? How many people are there in your family, old man?"

The old man stretched out two fingers upon hearing this.