Chapter 49 Goodbye Thirteen Round Table Knight

Mo Jin smiled and said, "It seems that it's right. They chose a road that no one has ever walked..." He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "According to the information I have, there are two roads to go to Shambala, one is the white sacred mountain road, and the other is the dark stylist road.

In the documentary, Pabala is on the opposite bank of the Styx, but that river cannot be found on any map.”

Yan Yong's death

Zhang Li said weakly: "Master Qiangba, I want to sleep but can't sleep. I'm hungry and my whole body is sore. I have to paddle constantly. How can I have the extra strength to talk?"

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "Don't be so depressed, have you been very cheerful all the time?"

Zhang Li said in a Peking Opera accent: "I am cold and hungry now, and I am hungry and cold. Why is the word "miserable"? Miserable! Miserable... "

Yue Yang said: "Come on, look, Brother Yong is not like you. He will complain about hardship and fatigue in this difficulty. How can he hang out with Master Qiangba in the future? Don't tell others that you hang out with Master Qiangba after you go out."

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "Yueyang, listen to your tone, you are quite energetic. Sing a song to cheer everyone up."

"ah?

Sing?"

Yue Yang turned his head, but had a bitter face and said, "Give me aside, Master Qiangba, we haven't slept for more than thirty hours. Now I'm holding the paddles and my hands and feet are weak. I really can't sing."

Zhang Li burst out laughing.

Zhuomangba said: "Perseverely hold on, sing a song, we will eat, and it's time to welcome the next tide force."

"Mr. Jungba, I am not humble. With my current state, singing will not be inspiring at all, and it will only make everyone more painful."

Yue Yang thought about it and suddenly shouted loudly, "Slim man!"

Zhao Zhuangsheng replied at the stern of the boat: "Oh!"

Yue Yang said: "Young Master Qiangba asked you to sing a song! Let everyone be excited."

"Sing?

What song should you sing?”

"Whatever you want, sing the passionate and refreshing kind."

"oh."

Zhao Zhuangsheng thought for a while and sang loudly, "Where is the way ahead, who will accompany me to make a journey..."

As soon as he started singing, Yue Yang said loudly: "No, no, beyond, the song beyond is too hurtful, change one song."

Zhao Zhuangsheng changed: "He said that this little pain in the wind and rain is nothing, wipe away the tears, don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams, he said..."

Yue Yang said again: "It's too old, this song is even more decadent."

Zhang Li added: "Oh, now everyone is weak, what are the excitement songs? Sing a comfortable song to help everyone rest and restore their physical strength. You must have artistic conception, and it is best to make everyone feel that the current environment is very comfortable."

Yue Yang disagreed: "Can the current environment be comfortable?"

Zhang Li said: "Of course, it is to use your imagination. You can close your eyes and imagine how quiet this pool of clear water is, how tempting the surrounding scenery is, blue sky and white clouds, blue sea and silver sand, breeze blowing on the willows..."

Zhao Zhuangsheng was inspired and hurriedly said: "Without having it, I'll find a song that suits this artistic conception very well."

Immediately afterwards, he sang with a tremolo, "The boat is gently floating in the water, and the cool wind blows towards us-- let us flap up our oars, the boat is gentle..."

Yue Yang shivered all over his body and said, "No, stop singing, I'm going to vomit."

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "Don't let Zhuang Sheng sing, he hasn't been able to eat for many days."

Zhang Li held his palm and laughed: "It's not bad, it's this kind of artistic conception.

Brother Yong, do you think it is-Brother Yong!"

Zhang Li reached out and grabbed Yan Yong's hand holding the oars. He felt that the hand was as cold as ice. Looking at Yan Yong again, his forehead was still sweating. He bent his waist like shrimps, his knees pressed against his chest, his body curled up, his teeth clattered, and he was obviously enduring great pain.

Zhang Li was shocked, put down his oars and stood up suddenly.

Zhuo Muqiangba also noticed Yan Yong's abnormality and hurriedly said, "What's wrong, Yan Yong?"

Yue Yang had already shouted: "Minmin! Master Taxi, come quickly!"

Yan Yong raised his head with difficulty, his face as white as paper, but he still insisted: "I'm fine, don't worry about me, row the boat!"

No one believed him this time.

When he said this, his whole body was trembling, and he was excited, and he opened his mouth. He quickly turned his head away, and his head drooped on the side of the boat and vomited.

This time, Zhuo Muqiangba clearly saw that the brown vomit was not what chocolate was, it was clearly blood! Yan Yong finally couldn't hold on and curled up even tighter.

Tang Min and Taxi Mage arrived, Captain Huyang and Lu Jingnan also came. Basang turned on the searchlight and saw Yan Yong trying his best to restrain himself, but his whole body still trembled involuntarily. It was the spontaneous trembling of muscles. The brown vomit emitted the stench of excrement. When Lu Jingnan saw Yan Yong's posture and the vomit, he was shocked and said: "Intestinal twisting! How long has it been?"

Intestinal twisting, Zhuo Muqiangba's heart thumped. It was one of the several diseases that may cause death after a meal. The colic can make people feel like the intestines in the abdominal cavity are being skewed and broken. Ordinary people can't bear it. How could this man in front of him survive without saying a word?

Tang Min had a sign test and said sadly: "It should be Shelshemiski's disease.

Captain Yan, why don’t you say that?”

She clearly touched Yan Yong's abdomen was as bloated as a drum, and he could hear obvious sounds of water. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the necrotic and broken intestines soaked in the stomach with digestive juice and blood.

Once intestinal torsion is discovered, it cannot be treated without surgery, not to mention that in a severe shock environment, laparotomy must be investigated and surgically treated, otherwise the mortality rate will be very high.

Now Yan Yong's situation can be said to be at the end of his strength. Most of the internal organs in his body are eroded by digestive juice and various bacteria. The ability to keep his consciousness clear is entirely supported by his own perseverance. Once that kind of spiritual power disappears, it will be difficult for the Daluo Golden Immortal to resurrect him.

Master Taxi also shook his head slightly, showing a look of regret.

Yan Yong smiled bitterly and said, "I thought that if I persisted for a little longer, I would... see Shambhala. I didn't expect... I didn't expect that this body could not support it."

Captain Huyang hugged Yan Yong's shoulders and said, "Old guy, you have already walked so far. You can hold on!"

Yan Yong patted Captain Huyang like comforting, and asked Zhuomu Qiangba behind Captain Huyang: "Master Qiangba, can we really go to Shambala?"

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "Yes, sure!"

Yan Yong said: "That's good, that's good."

He reached into his clothes, touched and took out a photo, but it was his own, and he didn't know which mountain he took it at the foot of.

Yan Yong handed the photo to Captain Huyang and said, "Old Captain, I may really not be able to hold on there. When you get there, cut the people in the photo and take another photo...

In this way, there will be no flaws... The old captain, promised me that if you can go back, please hand over my suicide note and that photo to my son and tell him that his father... After all, he has been to Shambhala, no regrets, no!"

Yan Yong almost shouted out the last few words with all his strength.

Before his death, he opened his eyes wide and held Captain Hupo’s collar tightly with both hands, as if he was unwilling to leave like this. He had not seen the Shambhala in his heart yet!

Captain Huyang trembled with his hands and put away the photo. Two lines of hot tears finally rolled down from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

Another headlight fell, like a meteor that cut through the night sky. Its light was only a short moment, but no one could ignore the misty beauty.

The headlight slowly sank into the sea, and the living hearts also sank to the cold bottom of the sea.

Another life has disappeared, but they don’t know whether to be sad or despair. The continuous separation of life and death has numbed them, and the next one may be their turn.

Everyone has this idea in their hearts. They are drifting on the Styx, which is a place that goes against life.

As Yan Yong sank, there was no laughter on the boat. The cold wind blew on everyone. Everyone silently watched the direction of Yan Yong's headlight disappearing until the light above his head disappeared completely.

Yue Yang suddenly shrank his eyes, and he seemed to feel that Yan Yong's headlight suddenly disappeared before it sinks deep enough. Is it an illusion?

He rubbed his eyes, and the water that had not yet dried dripped along the hairline on the back of his hand. When he opened his eyes, the light of the headlight had already disappeared completely.

It must be an illusion, Yue Yang thought intimately.

Three more hours later, they ushered in the third tide tide amid the roar.

This time the tide was significantly smaller than the second time, and the snake-shaped ship did not flip once. It seemed that they had entered the real core area of ​​the ocean, at least far from the trumpet.

After this tide, Zhang Xiang also left everyone. He quietly left during the tide. After the tide, he had stopped breathing. According to the examinations of Tang Min and Master Taxi, he left peacefully and should have no pain, just like a man who returned to the Lord's arms while sleeping.

Another headlight went out, and the living people were still drifting with the waves on the boat.

Yue Yang stared at Zhang Xiang who had disappeared. This time he saw it clearly. Yes, the headlight suddenly disappeared less than ten meters after sinking, as if it was suddenly blocked by something huge.

Yue Yang told Zhuo Muqiangba about this phenomenon, and Zhuo Muqiangba held his breath and said, "What do you think is that?"

Yue Yang said: "There are creatures, there are creatures in the sea, and they are following around our boat, as if they are waiting for food."

Zhuo Muqiangba said angrily: "You mean, Yan Yong and Zhang Xiang's bodies were eaten by the things in the sea?"

Yue Yang lowered his head and said, "I think, yes."

But he quickly raised his head and said, "But if there are really creatures, we will have food!"

"ah!"

Zhuo Muqiangba changed his mind and said, "You mean, we can fish! Since everyone is resting, we can give it a try! Zhang Li, take off the searchlight and shine it in the water."

After taking a photo for more than ten minutes, I found nothing at all.

The people on the boat discussed it and thought it was unlikely. In the dark, creatures are usually attracted by light. No trace of the existence of such strong lights can be found, so the possibility of their existence is not high. After all, this is still a place with heavy winds and waves.

So Zhang Li reinstalled the searchlight and the boat continued to move towards the depths of the darkness.

This group of people who had not fallen asleep for 48 hours had a confused look in their eyes. Many people began to recall "drifted in the Styx for tens of thousands of years." How long did it take?

Is this underground sea really endless?

A Chechen building looks like an ordinary building, but when you step into it, you will find that the entire building is empty and the residents in the building seem to have been invited out, or is the building itself abandoned?

If it is an abandoned building, the building has complete facilities, and cameras are installed at every corner, and the lights are bright.

The elevator was parked on the 18th floor underground, and a masked man about 1.8 meters tall walked out of the elevator with another shorter masked man.

As soon as they left the elevator door, two masked men held electronic instruments and inspected their bodies all over to make sure they had no weapons or metal objects.
To be continued...