Nanxi stared at the vines and dense grass under her feet. She only felt that Yang Panpan supported her. Now she looked as if she could move.

    Suddenly I saw a pair of shoes, very worn and dirty, like military old cloth shoes in the 1970s and 1980s.

    The key is that those shoes are still approaching her silently. Her hair is about to explode!

    He slapped Yang Panpan with his hand, indicating that something was beside them.

    But Yang Panpan didn''t understand her meaning at all. He only whispered comfort in her ear: "don''t worry, it''s over right away. You should take a roller coaster. You''ve swam 70% of the track, and the last 30% is fast."

    Nanxi couldn''t help shaking her head, implying that Yang Panpan''s focus was wrong, but she found in despair that Yang Panpan mistook her for fear and pressed her more tightly.

    It''s a little difficult to breathe. She''s really afraid to let Yang Panpan cover her to death.

    When she was a child, she heard a boy in her class who liked to frighten people tell a story. There were many ghosts in the old forest in the mountains. What is a monster? Animals live too long and become ghosts.

    Some goblins can change various forms and bewitch people. The most famous is Daji Nine Tailed Fox, which is famous for defeating a river and mountain.

    Nanxi had a bold idea in her heart. Is Yang Panpan a monster? What''s with her is her helper?

    It''s terrible. People who can force materialism have fantasies. It can be seen that she is very frightened.

    But people are scared to the extreme, but their brains are surprisingly clear. She is not easy to act rashly under others'' control, and the other party''s cold hands, as long as they move up or down a little, her main artery will be broken at a pick.

    Touch the knife in your pocket, gently take it out and keep it still. There is a wolf before and a tiger after. Nanxi must think of a all-round plan.

    Trying to restrain his fear, he raised his head and looked ahead. Only the last two rows of ancient soldiers had not disappeared.

    Some soldiers are less than half a head, and some soldiers have maggot like things on their arms, but they stick a yellow amulet behind them.

    Don''t ask her why she can see it so carefully, but ordinary people have to stare at these things to seek vitality when they encounter life worries. Everyone is more careful than her.

    Hold your breath and stare. When the last row of soldiers completely disappeared into the fog, Nanxi turned and waved a knife to the thing behind her. The other side''s skill was good. Her hands loosened their imprisonment on her and flashed back in time, but Nanxi could feel that although she missed her neck, she definitely rowed to the other side.

    "Master, you go quickly. I''ll cushion the back."

    Between the lightning and flint, she picked up the branches around her and stabbed them into the feet close to her.

    A shrill cry rang the broken mountain stream, followed by an old curse in front.

    The other party said the local dialect she didn''t understand, but it can be judged from the tone that she was absolutely swearing.

    The fog around Nanxi deepened, so thick that when she couldn''t see any life, including trees, grass and other plants, she stuck a dry cyan hand in her throat from the fog.

    Breathing weakened with the lack of oxygen supply to the brain. In Nanxi''s weak consciousness, she had only one feeling and wanted to cry. It seems that what the other party took away is not her life, but the meaning and happy memory she once existed.

    Just before she fainted, she heard the loud Gong. The whole person fell into a warm embrace. Vaguely, she seemed to see a person.

    A person who hasn''t come and scolded him, why not return her information.

    I don''t know how long I slept. I opened my heavy eyelids and vaguely saw a figure sitting next to the sleeping bag in the tent. I instinctively wanted to call out the words "Zhang Yichen".

    But look again, it seems that it''s not him.

    Nanxi raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. Her eyes gradually focused, and Su Zhu''s jade face came into view.

    He anxiously picked her up and asked, "what''s wrong?"

    Nanxi shook her head and said it was all right. Her throat seemed to be full of lemon slices, sour and astringent, unable to speak. He took the warm water handed over by Huang Yi and drank it a little better.

    Then she moistened her throat with saliva and looked around the tent. She let her settle down in the work tent. I saw the worried eyes, but there was no him in the crowd.

    Gather the disappointment from the bottom of your eyes and raise a slight smile from the corners of your mouth to respond to everyone''s concern.

    "Is sister Xi awake?" Yang Panpan''s voice came from behind the crowd.

    Nanxi listened to how there was a taste of accounting. Her mind was a paste, and she couldn''t remember too many things in the forest.

    Struggling to recall, I only remember the incomplete bodies and worn-out old war clothes of those soldiers.

    "Wake up, wake up." Huang Yi gave her a look of self-help and silently stepped aside.

    Yang Panpan pushed aside the crowd with one hand, sat on the ground beside her sleeping bag, lifted another unused hand, and tied several layers of gauze in the palm of his hand. The wound should be deep with thick gauze.

    "Sister Xi, I saved you and you stabbed me with my knife?" Yang Panpan asked angrily.

    Nanxi blinked her confused eyes and looked very innocent. Yang Panpan couldn''t bear to sip her mouth.

    He shouted behind him, "forget it, Dad can''t scold. Come on, old Zhou."

    Yang Panpan got up and gave up his position. Nanxi saw a man limping to her.

    When the broken cloth shoes appeared again, Nanxi understood the matter and dodged her eyes with shame.

    Zhou Jie looked at the beautiful little face and felt a little soft. He sighed: "Hey, Mr. Nan, I and Xiao Yang are injured. We stick to our posts with injuries and have to pay three times our wages before we get better."

    After Zhou Jie''s words, Nanxi, the back foot, swept away his shame and looked up at Zhou Jie with apricot eyes full of surprise.

    Innocent Xi pointed to herself and asked, "how did I do? Why didn''t I remember?"

    Huang Yi pushed behind the crowd with a smile, afraid that she would break her skills and expose Nanxi''s flawless acting skills.

    Seeing her unbelievable appearance, Zhou Jie and Yang Panpan looked at each other.

    At the same time, he scolded, "no! There''s a way!"

    "Call Wang Dagu!"

    Not long ago, Wang Dagu entered with a pot of smelly things.

    Nanxi looked at his big dark hand and fished it.

    The bloody hand of Xiake touched her face. Nanxi closed her eyes and crossed her heart. She clenched her teeth and shouted, "stop! Three times the salary is no problem." it''s too smelly to bear. Let''s spend money and avoid disaster.

    As a result, her forehead was still patted by her bloody hand. Nanxi''s brain was "buzzing" a few times. It had to be said that the smell was a little smelly, but her brain was as clear as the cool oil on her temples.

    "Thank you." Chen Mou Cen''s voice sounded. Nanxi opened her eyes and secretly aimed at the master who sat down and gave up his position.

    Wang Dagou said a few words that people couldn''t understand. Wang Xile translated with emotion in the distance: "I ABA said, it''s good that you have a big life. When you meet someone who is very positive and just to protect your heart. There are many visions in old Lin. don''t run around without authorization in the future."

    "OK, thank you." Nanxi said, afraid that Wang Dagu didn''t understand, folded his hands and said goodbye.

    "Well, spread out. The air is not good when you squeeze together." Chen Mou Cen waved his hand.

    The impatient tone was better than the radio horn, and the people dispersed out of the tent.

    Seeing that there were only close people left, Nanxi pulled up her quilt and wrapped herself tightly, but she still couldn''t forget the cold despair.

    "Master, what the hell am I?"

    Chen moucen winks at Sun Hongguang. Sun Hongguang picks up his small camera from the table and clicks it in front of Nanxi.

    The pictures recorded by the three old people are more intuitive and much clearer than what she saw from a distance. Can you see these ''things'' clearly? It seems that the body is a little transparent?

    Confused, the first-class Chen Mou Cen replied. Yu Guang inadvertently swept to Zhou Jie''s position. Yang Panpan stopped him several times.

    Chen moucen took the warm towel handed over by Huang Yi, dried Nanxi''s face, and said with full confidence: "they belong to the magnetic field effect. There has been a war in this land. In a specific longitude and latitude and temperature climate, we have seen the playback of environmental records."

    Nanxi thought so at first. It was wrong to think about it carefully. The dead man''s hand stuck her neck was so real. If everything is just magnetic field playback, why should Wang Dagou be particularly vigilant? What about the last Gong?

    There must be something strange. When she first entered the actor''s line, she heard the old masters from Hong Kong and Taiwan describe their scenes of shooting horror films in unclean buildings. There was a door that had been tight for many years. Before it was opened, there was still a sound of playing mahjong. When they broke in, the two people in front saw four kuota playing mahjong.

    But there were more people entering behind, and kuotai disappeared. The elder said that because there was too much yang, it dissipated ''them''.

    At that time, such subjects had not been banned in China, and many films adapted from real stories came out of Hong Kong and Taiwan.

    "In the future, listen to the local people and don''t run around." Chen Mou Cen was stunned when he saw Nanxi. He was afraid that she might catch something again. He bounced down her forehead and asked, "do you know?"

    Glancing suspiciously at Chen Mou Cen, Nanxi felt that she had been fooled. It seems that the other party is unwilling to tell the truth.

    Try the formula: "what are you doing with sun Lao?"

    "The special effects team made several fake special effects in the demon family field. I was very dissatisfied, so I wanted to try my luck with Lao sun and see if I could meet him."

    Chen moucen said that half of it stopped suddenly. Nanxi didn''t give the other party too much time to think, and asked, "what did you encounter?"

    Unfortunately, Chen Mou Cen was already familiar with the cunning of the little fox. He took out the explanation of the changed words and said, "the magnetic field effect is good. Take it out for them as a template reference atmosphere. Well, you can have a rest. Shifu is busy."

    Nanxi tangled and nodded, "I know, master."

    When Chen moucen and sun Hongguang left, Nanxi suddenly remembered a little and asked Huang Yi squatting at her heels: "what time is it?"

    Huang Yi cast a little reproachful look in her eyes: "ancestors, it''s time to worry. It''s 3 p.m."

    "Ah!" Nanxi opened her eyes wide and wanted to get up. "I''ve delayed my trip. When I clean up, we''ll start and get well soon."

    "No, Tianyu sent someone to drop food. The road and bridge and communication optical cable on our return trip were broken, so the mobile phone had no signal. The local government has sent someone to repair it. It is said that it has been repaired for nearly three or four days. It is estimated that it can be repaired in the afternoon. Fortunately, we didn''t go there in the morning and rashly made trouble for people''s work."

    Listening to the words of the virgin and turning her elbow out, Nanxi had no time to worry about correcting. The word "Tianyu" echoed in her ears like a spell of mind binding.

    "Has Tianyu come?" Nanxi asked longingly. If she came, it means she is not an illusion.

    Huang Yi suddenly said, "Er" and shook her head: "no, you know we can''t stop the helicopter within a hundred miles of our camp. It''s good that the company can determine our specific location and throw in food and living supplies."

    "How did I just get back?" Nanxi questioned.

    Huang Yi glanced thoughtfully at Su Zhu and said with a smile, "of course it''s my male god who brought you back."

    Then he stepped over to Nanxi in two steps and handed over the fully charged charging treasure: "charge your mobile phone. There will be a signal at the latest in the evening. When the bridge is completely repaired, our troops will start again. Xixi, you have to thank Su Zhu well. Thanks to his adventure into the forest to save your life. I''ll cook porridge for you later."

    Nanxi absentmindedly took over the charger, looked up at them and sent canxiao: "thank you."

    "I''ll help cook porridge. I''ll bring it when it''s ready." Su Zhu smiled back to Nanxi, and then walked out of the tent with Huang Yi.

    Nanxi plugged in a power bank to her mobile phone and lay in her sleeping bag. She scolded herself at the bottom of her heart. Why is she the same as Sichun''s psychosis! It shouldn''t be. We must put an end to such things in the future.

    "Sister Xi, I found that the power of love is so great. After you and Lao Zhou attacked me and me, the thick fog rose, and we didn''t find you again, but from the steps, Su Zhu ran so fast with you. I''m afraid you might have an accident."

    Yang Panpan deliberately accentuated the word sneak attack.

    Nanxila gaoduo covered a layer of quilt and said in a stuffy voice, "I have promised three times the salary. I haven''t tortured you how to hook up and leave your duty without permission. Don''t talk about me, or we''ll settle accounts together."

    "Ha ha ha," Yang Panpan smiled forward and backward, slapping Zhou Jie hard beside her. "Come to Uncle Zhou, please explain to President Nan."

    Zhou Jie hid on the other side of Nanxi and said, "I''ve been following the second old man for a few days. Learning things is not only on the surface, but also in private."

    "You can directly say that you are cheating."

    Zhou Jie replied with a ''tut'' voice in displeasure: "you see how vulgar you use this word. Let''s get to the point. I was very tired in the morning and couldn''t find my second old man in the evening. Unexpectedly, I found that there was a tent around you and Xiao Yang. I''m afraid you''ll catch up in case of an accident."

    Nanxi probably knew the whole story. She was appointed to wake up and disturb Yang Panpan. Yang Panpan followed her out of fear.

    Huang Yi''s mind was always fixed in one scene. In order to send Nan Xi back, the noble king fell twice on the muddy road. But even if he falls, he still tightly protects the people in his arms.

    Huang Yiduo hoped that more people would get up and see him at that time, so that she wouldn''t have to lie for her idol.

    Sorry, Xi Xi

    It is rare for an idol to go to gang with him and strive for happiness. Huang Yi just hopes Nanxi and idol can be happy together. Forgive her.