Jiang Baimian's heart twitched, raised his head, and looked elsewhere on the island.
Unlike just now, there were more figures on the jagged rocks.
Some of them were hung on the protruding stone pillars, their tongues were strangled and spit out, some were shot several times, their flesh and blood were blurred, and some of their heads seemed to have been smashed hard by hard objects, and they actually sank in, with red blood and white brain pulp, and so on, but their faces all belonged to Jiang Baimian.
"Your own fear of death?" Jiang Baimian talked to himself silently.
Frankly speaking, she was used to seeing death, whether it was the tragic situation after the robbery in Black Rat Town, or the corpses everywhere during the riots in Weeds City, it was not much better than the current scene, but looking at the tragic deaths with their faces and figures the same, she was still quite palpitating.
Normal people will have such a reaction, except for alternatives like Shang Jianyao.
Jiang Baimian took a breath subconsciously, only to feel that his mouth and nose were full of strong bloody smell.
She endured the discomfort, braked quietly, and made no unnecessary attempts, just walked slowly through the island, trying not to fall into any corner.
During this process, she sometimes saw her head hit by a bullet and exploded like a watermelon that fell to the ground, and sometimes found that her body was in ruins and thrown into the grass, and she had obviously suffered terrible damage during her lifetime.
This scene is so real that Jiang Baimian suspects that after he withdraws from the "Sea of Origin", he will have nightmares for many days.
Finally, she couldn't help but mutter:
"Just die, do you want to be so curious......
Meanwhile, she began to think of a way to get through the island of fear.
Otherwise, with Jiang Baimian's psychological quality, if you come to shop for a while every day, after a week or two, you will be able to face the dead "yourself" and talk and laugh, enjoy the bloody pictures, and fantasize about some snacks to gnaw.
"The key to overcoming this island of fear lies in reality? But who has nothing to do to put himself to death and come back to life? In that case, 90% of people really die...... Besides, after experiencing a life-and-death crisis, many people will be frightened and leave a more serious psychological shadow......" Seeing that his spirit was almost exhausted, Jiang Baimian left the "Sea of Origin" and opened his eyes in the jeep.
She sat up gently and turned her eyes to the back row, planning to ask Shang Jianyao about the result of breaking into the shadow of the cruise ship in the "522" room tonight.
Through the moonlight shining outside the car window, Jiang Baimian's eyes reflected a picture:
Shang Jianyao had woken up at some point, and was pressing his face against the window glass on the right, as if he had turned into a statue.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Baimian frowned slightly and asked.
Shang Jianyao turned his head sideways, made a "shh" gesture, and motioned for her not to speak.
Then, he turned his head again, continued to press his face against the glass surface, and looked out the window.
Jiang Baimian climbed to the driver's seat area suspiciously, followed Shang Jianyao's line of sight, and looked at the situation outside.
Long Yuehong and Bai Chen were each holding weapons, patrolling around the campfire and jeep, and Gnawa sat cross-legged between the fire and the vehicle, seemingly entering sleep mode.
"What's this?" Jiang Baimian muttered.
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Long Yuehong and Bai Chen looking at each other respectively, and after a short period of eye contact, they slowly looked away with a smile or shallowly.
Jiang Baimian unconsciously showed an aunt-like smile on his face.
She turned her head sideways, suppressed her voice and said to Shang Jianyao:
"So you are eating dog food."
Old world entertainment data is very harmful.
Shang Jianyao pulled his face away from the window glass, looked back at Jiang Baimian, and opened his mouth:
"Whoa."
"......" Jiang Baimian really couldn't pull down his figure, or put his figure as low as Shang Jianyao.
This is equivalent to lying on the ground!
"Cough." Jiang Baimian cleared his throat and said, "Has the shadow of the cruise ship in the '522' room passed through, what are the gains?"
"I broke through." Shang Jianyao quickly became serious, "I have gained another chaotic aura, and it should be able to integrate into your 'chaotic right hand' and increase the number of times it is used."
"You can still get the chaotic aura......" Jiang Baimian frowned, "Although I also know that everyone's spiritual world and psychological shadows are independent of each other, and the exploration of the same scene in the '912' room will not affect the situation in the '522' room, but the kind of aura that involves the 'new world' and can be dissolved into the soul is not the only one......"
"This is called a bowl of water." Seeing that Yaohun didn't care, Shang stretched out his left palm, "Give me your 'chaotic right hand'."
The shiver quickly spread between the two of them, and Shang Jianyao said tremblingly, "This is simply an artifact for the summer", while transferring the newly acquired chaotic aura into the glove, the two were perfectly integrated, and the source was obviously one.
"Speaking of which, you have passed, many summers have been the same." Jiang Baimian quickly stuffed the "chaotic right hand" back into his tactical backpack.
"Pangu creatures" are located underground, and the difference between spring, summer, autumn and winter is whether it is cool at night, cold, or even colder.
Without waiting for Shang Jianyao to respond, Jiang Baimian turned to mention his third island of fear.
Shang Jianyao's eyes gradually lit up:
"Sounds interesting."
Seeking novelty and curiosity, he eagerly tried to get other Shang Jianyao to pose in different death looks.
"So you don't have a similar island of fear." Jiang Baimian sighed helplessly.
Shang Jianyao looked regretful:
"There are also people among us who are afraid of death."
This refers to the cowardly and timid one.
"What are your thoughts on overcoming this fear?" Jiang Baimian skillfully pulled the topic back on track.
Shang Jianyao thought for a while and said:
"Everyone has the fear of death, except for a few people who are overwhelmed by the pain of life or have mental illness themselves, we are all afraid of death and want to borrow another 500 years from the sky......"
When Shang Jianyao's voice gradually rose, Jiang Baimian calmly stopped him:
"Don't sing!"
It took Shang Jianyao more than ten seconds to find his original thoughts:
"Find the value of life and understand the meaning of death, so that we can face it more calmly."
"For example, Elder Zhang and Commissioner Huang are like that?" Jiang Baimian asked thoughtfully.
Shang Jianyao nodded heavily.
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Thanks to the roads repaired by the "Salvation Army", as well as the settlements and rest stops along the way, the "old tune team" arrived at the ice field in less than three days.
It was midsummer, and the place was relatively far south, so Jiang Baimian and others did not see the frozen soil, but what caught their eyes was long and short weeds and patches of black and green forests.
After replenishing supplies, they entered the ice field, the roads gradually broken, and the intervals between encountering settlements became longer and longer.
After waiting for two or three days, even the relic hunters were less likely to encounter them, the land was vast, and there were more animals.
In this way, the "old tune team" followed a map that was not too accurate or difficult to find references, and went all the way to Taicheng.
Many days passed, and a large lake appeared in front of their eyes.
This is no smaller than the Nu Lake near Hongshiji, Long Yuehong can see the end of the water at a glance.
The water quality of this large lake is clear, reflecting the blue sky without the slightest impurities, and it is as beautiful as a fairyland.
"It's so beautiful." Long Yuehong held back for a long time and couldn't think of a suitable poem.
Bai Chen echoed:
"The weather is also very good."
"Rest early today and camp by the lake." Jiang Baimian knew that during the long journey, the team members had to relax appropriately and not keep tightening the string.
As the jeep stopped, Shang Jianyao pushed the door open and went straight to the lake.
He took a fancy to an old-world swing chair standing there, and couldn't wait to sit on it.
Now it's the one who values feelings but has a very young mental age.
Bang!
The swing chair collapsed directly, and Shang Jianyao fell to the ground.
Long Yuehong forcibly held back and did not laugh, lest Xiaobai think that he was psychologically dark.
Bai Chen and Jiang Baimian both smiled, but they didn't gloat too much.
"Why don't you check it out first?" The honest Gnava asked with concern.
Shang Jianyao showed no shame:
"Don't let Xiaohong take the lead!"
I'm not a child! Long Yuehong muttered in her heart.
Shang Jianyao continued:
"He will definitely be courteous to Xiaobai and invite her to sit with him."
Belch...... Long Yuehong suddenly felt as if she had really missed something.
In order to hide his embarrassment, he walked to the lake, looked at the clear water with a bluish color, and said to himself:
"I don't know how the fish here is ......"
As soon as he finished speaking, several fish under the water opened their mouths at him, all exposing two rows of white teeth.
Snap, a few black tentacles jumped out of another larger fish and slapped it towards the water, as if trying to drag Long Yuehong down.
Long Yuehong hurriedly took a few steps back:
"This?"
Jiang Baimian thought for a moment and said:
"This is not the real Old World Ice Field, but the product of the expansion of the Ice Field after the destruction of the Old World.
"I think the reason for the drastic climate change in this area is inseparable from the bombardment of various high-energy weapons, and the pollution left behind must be very serious."
She is explaining why there are aberrant fish in the wonderland-like lake.
"No wonder there are no settlements in such a large lake." Bai Chen nodded.
According to her understanding, such a lake with good water quality and a large number of fish will definitely attract some wilderness wanderers to migrate here in the spring and go south when autumn comes.
They live in chasing water and prey.
As he spoke, Bai Chen looked around.
Suddenly, she found that there were a few black spots at the junction of water and sky, which seemed to be boats.
(End of this chapter)