As soon as we got off the train, we were surrounded by a crowd of people, and the fat man and I got separated from the large group.
As a result, the two of us discussed that it didn't matter if we got separated from the large army, a single spark could still start a prairie fire, so we might as well join the revolutionary action on the spot and go directly to Tiananmen Square.
I heard that Tiananmen Square is very close to the Beijing Railway Station, and Chairman Mao met with Red Guard representatives on the Tiananmen Gate Tower.
We might as well go directly to Chairman Mao and report to him about the struggle situation there.
The fat man and I made up our minds, formed a column of two, slung military bags across our bodies, stepped out of the way, and marched forward in full gear.
Since we arrived in the great capital, we were so excited that we forgot to ask for directions.
Anyway, we just went wherever the excitement was.
Fatty and I just followed the flow of people on the streets, and there were fewer and fewer people as we walked.
Although the roads in Beijing are all horizontal and vertical, the deep alleys that extend in all directions are really confusing.
When I saw that I couldn't go any further, it was getting dark and overcast, and I couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north.
It seemed that my wish to see Chairman Mao today was in vain.
I had to quickly find a local revolutionary mass and ask around.
There is no place like school institutions to entertain Red Guards.
Just as we were thinking about it, we saw a female classmate wearing an old yellow military uniform and an armed belt walking in front of us with a bundle of large-character posters under her arm.
I told the fat man that we should ask the female classmate, so the two of us took three steps at a time and caught up with the girl from behind.
Because at that time, when she spoke, she had to read the quotation first, so I asked behind her: "Ask who is in charge of the ups and downs of this vast land?
I said to this female classmate, we are from the south, and we want to know where is this vast land?"
north" What I dreamed about was actually the first time I met Ding Sitian.
In the dream, I vaguely felt that the girl was Ding Sitian.
She should soon turn around and face her.
We smiled and talked, and I felt a warm and sad feeling in my heart.
Ding Sitian in the dream suddenly turned around, but that face was extremely cold, and it was not the Ding Sitian I was familiar with.
Although she was wearing a yellow military uniform and a Red Guard armband, she wore a metal mask with no expression on her face.
The eyes of the mask were two deep and dark holes.
When she met me, two cold rays of light immediately shot out. .
Covered by that cold star-like gaze, I immediately felt that my heart and lungs were on ice, and my whole body was filled with chills.
I broke out in a cold sweat and immediately woke up from my dream.
My heart was pounding.
I saw that the warehouse was completely dark.
I didn't know how long I had slept.
I calmed down and thought that it was just a nightmare.
I never wanted to deal with that old witch wearing a mask in my life.
After a good sleep, I regained a lot of energy.
I felt that my hands and feet were stronger, but the wound on my shoulder was still painful and itchy.
It is said that the itching of the wound is a sign that it is about to heal, but I also felt itchy on the back of my hand, and when I touched it, it was full of pus.
I quickly turned on the engineer flashlight on my chest and found that the back of my hand was slightly ulcerated.
It smelled like stinky milk and the rotten smell of rotten fish.
Then I remembered that I had just detoxified Ding Sitian, and my mind was so confused that I forgot about the fact that the fat man and I were splashed with corpse ginseng rot.
When I first discovered it, I suspected that it might be poisoned.
Now I saw that it was true, but Ding Sitian had eaten all the navel red fragrance, and not even half of it was left.
Moreover, the red fleshy particles on the gecko's claws could only be eaten by Ding Sitian.
The poison of insects and snakes such as the Five Poisons.
The corpse ginseng returned to China was neither a plant nor an animal.
It was all toxins from rotting corpses.
The poisons were all kinds of strange.
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Although I knew they were poisons, I didn't know how toxic they were.
I didn't even know what to look for when looking for an antidote.
My heart sank, but fortunately I usually have a more open-minded view of personal life and death.
I thought it was getting late, it was time to hit the road, and if I had to die, don't die in this damn place.
I took the engineer lighting tube and shined it on the rest of the people.
The fat man snored like a thunderous voice and muttered harsh words in his sleep: "You dare to f**king scare me, huh huh huh, I will f**king sweep away your soul and body."
Into the great garbage heap of history” Ding Sitian's condition seemed to have improved, and her chest was rising and falling while she was talking vaguely in her sleep.
When I saw her haggard face, I thought it was a fluke.
Just now I had the rashness to give her those navel red incense based on my previous experience.
What if eating it would aggravate the toxicity or be ineffective on her?
cost her life If I were asked to choose again now, I might not have the courage and determination to risk her life.
At that time, Quan Zhan was so anxious that he lost his head and saved her by accident.
It seems that the proletariat really has an invention.
The great power of miracles.
I didn't care about the corpse poison in my body.
Instead, I was a little complacent about what I did today.
But I suddenly felt something was wrong.
The transition of my brain from deep sleep to nightmare and then to wakefulness was finally over.
Only then did I realize that my hands and feet were tied.
The old sheepskin is gone.
Only the severed belt was left on the ground, and the Kangxi sword was thrown next to the belt.
It turned out that Lao Yangpi took advantage of us sleeping too much, stole the long knife from the fat man with his hands behind his back, sharpened the belt with the blade, and fled. go.
I quickly woke up the fat man and explained the situation to him.
I must quickly recover Lao Sheeppi.
At this time, Ding Sitian was also awakened by our voices.
Although she was conscious and the green air on her face was gone, her face was as golden as paper.
She asked me confusedly what happened: