Chapter 483

The two men broke in.

In the fog, Lin Jiangxia saw the two burly men with gas masks and heavy daggers approaching Lin Jiangxia step by step.

Lin Jiangxia panicked and stood in front of the beard Jin.

"Cough, cough! You... You don't want to hurt uncle! "

The sight was blurred, and it was almost impossible to see the approaching two people. Only by virtue of the sound of footsteps, could we reluctantly judge the position of the two people.

"Oh, the girl looks ok, or..."

"Come on, you. Don't make any more trouble. " The voice belongs to the monk. He said coldly, "deal with it quickly and throw it into the back mountain. It's all over."

Lin Jiangxia heard clearly and was even more flustered.

She tried to open her eyes, but the more she opened her eyes, the more the fog stimulated her eyes, and the more tears gushed out.

But the footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Lin Jiangxia gritted her teeth, desperate, and hooked her fingers on the trigger.

Boom!

For Lin Jiangxia, it was a loud noise.

The strong recoil force made Lin Jiangxia's slender body fall to the ground.

However, the shoulder blade, which had just been restored, was in severe pain, almost tearing her whole body.

"Ah! Ah ah! "

A man screamed across the street.

She probably hit me.

"It's true... It's not a toy, it's true..." the scream was mostly made by a ferocious man.

The monk was afraid, pulled the injured man, turned and ran away. In his eagerness, he didn't even have time to close the anti-theft door.

Lin Jiangxia knew that this was the only chance to escape.

Before long, the two men will make a comeback, or even bring more people.

By then, there will be no hope at all.

Lin Jiangxia didn't know where she came from at that time. She bit her teeth, pulled up her heavy body, almost moved step by step, and left the room surrounded by rocks.

Even after leaving the foggy room, Lin Jiangxia's eyes still didn't fully recover.

But he didn't dare to stop, felt the dark and walked out randomly.

I seem to have completely forgotten that this is the back mountain of Fulu temple.

The mountain range where Fulu temple is located is extremely steep, with cliffs everywhere.

Lin Jiangxia didn't know how far she had gone, but she slipped under her feet and fell down involuntarily.

The cliff seemed bottomless.

She felt herself sinking... Sinking

He tried his best to catch the beard Jin, but he still caught it empty.

Later, he completely lost consciousness.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I felt pain all over.

Fortunately, her sight finally recovered. She struggled to get up and found that the whole left body with broken shoulder blades had completely lost consciousness and could not move at all.

If it were normal, she would only be frightened.

But now, she had no time to think so much.

"Uncle! Uncle, can you hear me? " She shouted in panic.

But the voice echoed in the valley, but there was no response.

That made her even more flustered and walked aimlessly in the mountains.

Finally, I saw the beard Jin still in a coma in a grass.

"Uncle, uncle!" Lin Jiangxia wept with joy and rushed up to pick up his beard Jin.

But he was still in a coma. No matter how she shouted, he didn't respond at all.

He raised his fingers and gently put them on his neck. The feeling of blood beating is still there. Uncle Hu... Is not dead yet.

But when the back of her hand touched his forehead, it was like putting her hand into the stove, which made her almost subconsciously retract her hand back.

The human brain can't bear such a high fever, can it?

But here... Here... Where the hell is it?

Lin Jiangxia raised her eyes and looked blankly at the cliff that could hardly see the edge of the top of the mountain. The corners of her mouth pulled, revealing an ugly wry smile.

When drooping his eyes, his sight fell on the injured wrist of beard Jin.

The wound was blackened. Although it was no longer bleeding, it seemed to be purulent and gave off a bad smell.

It seems to have been infected.

"Uncle, it's okay." Lin Jiangxia's sight was blurred and wiped his tears: "I'll take you out. I can take you out."

She bit her teeth and tried to lift him up in a coma.

The canyon was so long that she could only walk along the cliff.

During this period, I didn't know how many times I fell, and only half of my body made me strong and extremely hard.

Deep in the canyon, the cell phone has no signal. She held her cell phone in her hand and held it up every few steps, hoping to see the signal.

But every time I see it, there will be a trace of despair in my heart.

Despair seems to have no end.

The strength was pulled away in a trace.

Finally, she was unable to sit down and let uncle Hu fall to one side.

He gasped, but his mouth was dry. Every breath of air seemed to suck a fire into his throat.

"Cold..."

Uncle murmured from his side.

Although it is winter, the sunlight is the strongest at this time, and there is no wind in the canyon.

Lin Jiangxia was sweating, but he saw his beard Jin shivering.

Seems to have lost the ability to retain body temperature.

If the temperature drops completely, uncle will probably die.

The idea crossed Lin Jiangxia's mind and made her heart suddenly pulled.

She hurriedly took off her coat and covered the whole body curled up by her beard Jin.

"Uncle, is that better?" She also closed her hands, rubbed them hard, blew air into the palm, and put it on her beard Jin's cheek.

It's good for you to send uncle Hu even a little warmth.

But his cheek was so cold that it was like an iron block in the freezer.

Cold, seems to be able to penetrate into her heart through her palm.

Ben still felt hot, but now it seemed as if there was a cold air, drilling straight from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

She no longer had the strength to help up the completely unconscious beard Jin.

He could only sit down against the cliff, tilt his head, gently lean against his beard Jin's shoulder, squint his eyes and look at the bright sunlight in the narrow sky.

"Uncle, it's really dangerous to investigate the case... After we go out, Uncle might as well change a job." She pulled up the corners of her mouth and her voice was weak.

Under the warmth of the sun falling on the body.

She fell asleep in a daze.

Vaguely, it seemed to hear some hurried footsteps and whispers.

She tried to lift her heavy eyelids, but she couldn't.

Just listen to the footsteps getting closer and closer, and then the body was gently picked up.

Was it saved? Or... Like a little match girl, is it an illusion before she dies?

The idea revolved in her mind, and then fell into a deep sleep.