NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 754 Return
Zhuxie was still lying on the ground. Because there were too many missing body parts, even if Jiang You used two fruits, it would not be possible to fully recover overnight.
He found a small trailer from the space, picked up Zhuxie's broken body, threw it into the car like garbage, and let Feng Gui drag it away.
"Let's go slowly. By the time we get out of this fog, he will have grown back."
Feng Gui was already old and his legs were not very flexible. Now he had to drag a man with him, so he walked even slower.
Jiang You said quietly, "Based on the speed at which the fog is spreading, I'm afraid Luoshi City won't be able to wait much longer..."
Before he could finish his words, Feng Gui, who had been staggering, suddenly found strength from nowhere and dragged the cart forward, soon surpassing Jiang You.
"City Lord, let's move faster. We don't know when some strange things will appear in this fog. It's always unsafe..."
Hearing him say the word "weird", Jiang You suddenly remembered the figure of the giant in the mist in the photo that the high priest showed her.
Perhaps it was because they did not reach the center of the fog, so they did not see the giants.
Without that group of chattering burdens delaying time, Jiang You moved forward much faster.
Feng Gui started out by dragging a small cart, but later he felt that the terrain was complicated and the cart was not convenient for movement, so he asked Jiang You if he had a unicycle.
There really isn't anything like this in her space.
But she had the tools.
In this way, Feng Gui spent half a day to transform a wheelbarrow using a wheel and several wooden frames.
"My Lord City Lord, you don't know that on this uneven ground, the fewer wheels the better. In my hometown, we call this kind of unicycle a chicken cart because from a distance, the shape of the unicycle is somewhat like a chicken.
This type of car is not easy to balance, but it runs very fast and can easily pass through various narrow passages!
I'll run for you to see!"
As he spoke, he took a deep breath, grabbed the left and right handles, pushed the car up and ran away.
The speed is indeed faster than that of a small cart, and it seems to be more labor-saving.
However, this type of unicycle also has a disadvantage, which is that it needs to keep up with the speed to maintain balance. Once the speed slows down, it will shake from side to side.
Therefore, Feng Gui always had to take a breath, run a long distance, and use up the last breath in his chest before he dared to stop.
The pair of legs, which were a little bent due to aging, kept shaking after they stopped, but when Jiang You approached, they forced themselves to remain calm and pretended to be relaxed.
This is an insincere old man.
"My Lord City Lord, even though I'm already over sixty years old, my legs and feet are no worse than those of young people, hahahaha!"
Jiang You stared at the faintly trembling old legs and sneered in his heart, knowing that he was worried about Feng Miao and wanted to return to Luoshi City as soon as possible.
It took them only four days to get out of the fog area.
At this time, Zhuxie's body on the unicycle had recovered a lot, at least his exposed internal organs had all grown back, but the skin on his abdomen had not healed yet for unknown reasons.
When Jiang You lifted up his clothes, he could see his internal organs exposed to the air, and even see them beating.
She frowned slightly, "Why isn't it healed yet?"
Zhuxie in the car was like a corpse without a soul. Ever since that incident, he seemed to have suffered a huge blow and has been like this ever since.
Jiang You stripped off his monk's robe, but he didn't react at all.
Jiang You, "Feng Gui, can you sew clothes?"
"I know a little, but my sewing is not very good. I have only sewed the waistbands for A Shui before." Feng A Shui couldn't find a ready-made waistband, so he had to sew it himself.
"City Lord, why are you asking this all of a sudden? Do you have any torn clothes?"
Jiang You put down the monk's robe in his hand, took out the sewing box from the space and threw it to Feng Gui, "Sew up his exposed skin, otherwise his internal organs will be repeatedly infected and will recover more slowly."
Feng Gui's eyelids jumped, and he looked up at her in disbelief, "What did you just say...sew?"
Jiang You, "I don't want to say the same thing a second time. I'm going to go somewhere else and you guys stay where you are and don't go anywhere. I'll be back soon."
Jiang You left, and Feng Gui trembled as he held the needle and thread.
I finally mustered up the courage, but when I lowered my head and saw my beating heart, I started shaking even more violently.
I tried threading the needle for a long time, and my forehead was covered with sweat, but I just couldn't get it through.
He wiped the sweat off his hands again and again. The more anxious he became, the more his hands shook, almost leaving afterimages.
At this moment, a severed hand climbed up the wheelbarrow, snatched the needle and thread from his hand, fixed the thread end in one place, and then pinched the needle and threaded it in one go.
"Thank you, thank you!"
Feng Gui thanked him hurriedly, and the severed hand stuffed the needle and thread into his hand, then pointed at the monk, signaling him to hurry up.
Feng Gui picked up the needle tremblingly, turned his head away, and gave the injection.
Hmm, it seems to have penetrated.
He looked down and saw that the five fingers of the broken palm were shaking, and his needle fell right on the back of the broken palm.
"I'm sorry! My eyes are blurry and I didn't mean it! I'm so sorry!!"
He apologized repeatedly and pulled out the embroidery needle.
The broken palm immediately moved its five fingers and quickly crawled away like a spider...
"I'm sorry, Master. My cooking skills are not that good. Please bear with me. If you feel uncomfortable, don't tell me. After all, there is nothing I can do..."
While apologizing, he sewed up Zhuxie. The feeling of human skin was different from that of sewing trouser legs. It was slippery because of the moisture of blood, and it also had the temperature of skin.
Zhuxie was like a living dead, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
It was as if that was not my body at all.
……
Falling Stone City.
"Buzzing..."
Green flies as big as thumbs were flying in the air, making a lot of noise.
Feng Miao felt a little itchy on his side, so he lowered his head, pulled apart the folds of fat, grabbed a black beetle from inside, and put it directly into his mouth to chew.
“Crackle~~Crackle~”
Grandpa hasn't come back yet.
He looked towards the door again, but heard no footsteps...
There are fewer and fewer people in the city. A few days ago, Grandma Zhou, who couldn't walk next door, came to see him.
Granny Zhou fell ill last year and her health has worsened.
She couldn't find food, so she often came to the room to keep him company, and used a small jar to catch the black beetles on his body. When the jar was full, she said goodbye to him.
Grandma Zhou always said, "Ah Shui is a blessed child. God is worried that you are hungry, so he keeps sending you food."
He liked Grandma Zhou, who always patiently wiped every wrinkle on his body with clean water and then sprinkled it with the yellow soil that his grandfather had fried.
But Grandma Zhou hasn't come for many days.
Many days ago, he smelled the aroma of meat coming from the next room, as if someone was grilling meat and someone was laughing.
Maybe it was Grandma Zhou’s children who found her.