assistirfilmes Chapter 197 Lost
Chapter 197 Lost
"stop!"
How could Zhang Long let go of the opportunity to seize the real murderer, took off the Tang Dao and hung it on his waist before chasing it out.
The wind mixed with snow was carved on his face like a knife, and Zhang Long ran in the direction of the woman against the cold wind.
The woman didn't care about Zhang Long, who was chasing after her at all, as if walking in the courtyard.
What Zhang Long didn't notice was that there were no footprints left on the road this woman walked.
Chasing and chasing, Zhang Long always felt that the distance between him and the woman was getting farther and farther, but he also felt that there was an inexplicable feeling emanating from the woman, which made people unable to wait. To unveil that layer of mystery.
Or rather, a strange attraction.
He ran wildly in one direction in a snow-white world.
The wind blew his exposed skin red, and the snow froze his fingers, but his eyes were still full of vigour, with a look that would never break Loulan and never return.
run and run.
The oxygen supply to the brain was a little insufficient, he began to feel a little dizzy, his scalp was numb, and his legs began to become extremely heavy, but he did not want to stop.
Because the woman in the floral dress was so close, as if he could reach out and grab it, but it seemed as if the entire Milky Way was separated, no matter how hard he tried, he was always only a little short.
The wind became stronger and stronger, the sky became dark, and the snowflakes flying all over the sky fell a thick layer on his body.
In this piece of silver, the woman in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Zhang Long breathed heavily, his eyes widened in horror, and he ran a few steps at an unbelievable speed. He looked around, but couldn't find the woman again.
Damn it!
Why is it gone?
Did I get lost?
Such thoughts lingered in Zhang Long's heart. He put his hands on his knees and breathed heavily. Bean-sized sweat came out of his forehead and fell into the snow along the tip of his nose.
Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction he had walked all the way.
"Is it all an illusion?"
He kept repeating this sentence as if he was muttering to himself, and when he came back to his senses, he found that there was snow all around him, and it seemed that he had never been to this place before.
Worse than that, a huge snowstorm is coming!
Zhang Long wiped the sweat from his forehead, tried to keep himself calm, found a leeward side and dug a hole inward to hide in.
He didn't even know how long it was. He took off the watch when he was washing his hands, and put it on the windowsill. He didn't have time to pick it up. He just felt that the sky was getting dark, and it was directly opposite the hole he dug. There is a tree that seems to be getting shorter and shorter with the passage of time.
The wind was blowing, as if the souls from hell were demanding their lives, like the sound of fighting on the ancient battlefield.
Zhang Long lay in the snow, he was tired all day, listening to the sound of the wind and snow outside the cave, but he didn't feel like a glaciers had fallen into a dream, but felt that all this was so unreal.
Like a dream.
Even he didn't know why he ran so far with that woman, let alone why he didn't ask others to come out to chase.
The only thing he knew was.
Lost myself.
The snowstorm continued for two days.
Zhang Long woke up from hunger.
The snow has stopped and the sun is shining brightly.
He crawled out of the cave, wanting to stretch, but was horrified to find that he seemed to be no longer in his original position.
Because he found that the tree facing the cave was gone!
In order to confirm his idea, Zhang Long ran over in three steps and two steps and used his hands to shovel, and dug a deep hole in the location of the tree in his memory. Even so, he could not find the tree.
Let alone a tree, not even a small dry branch could be found.
How could he possibly find it?
Because this is not the original location at all.
Zhang Long knew this well, but he didn't know how he suddenly ran to another place, and he obviously just slept.
He couldn't understand what happened during the time he was asleep, and he couldn't understand the origin of the woman in the floral dress.
Looking up at the sun, from the sun's point of view, it should already be noon.
He can only walk in the direction of the camp in his memory.
Walking in the dazzling snow, leaving only a string of lonely footprints.
This was the first time Zhang Long felt that something was missing around him.
Even when I was a war correspondent before, I never felt this way, probably because there was still someone to talk to at that time.
Go and go.
When he is thirsty, he picks up a lump of snow on the ground and stuffs it into his mouth, and the snow will melt into water. When he is hungry, he picks up another lump of snow and stuffs it into his mouth, because he has nothing but the snow on the ground.
The belief in returning to camp supported him dragging his tired body onwards.
He was looking for the camp, and the people in the camp were looking for him.
"No, I didn't find it."
"I'm here too, it's weird, I see him chasing in that direction..."
"The more than 20 wolves in our camp have all gone out to look for them, except for the wolf king, who have all returned."
Bai Wenwen immediately set her eyes on Wang Kaixuan: "Where did the wolf king go?"
"The wooden house is over there, but I've already had people look for it over there, and I almost shoveled the snow on the ground. Oh, it's really desperate. You said that such a big living person was lost?"
As Liu Lu spoke, he walked around holding his waist.
"It's been a few days, and there's been a snowstorm. The animals in the mountains are hiding, and he hasn't brought anything to eat. What can I do!"
Zhang Xiaotong sighed.
"It's all my fault. If I had chased him out at the time, it wouldn't have been like this."
Bai Wenwen supported her head with her hands, and all kinds of things lingered in her mind.
First there were ghosts in the bathhouse, then there were footprints that appeared for no reason, and now Zhang Long is gone again, these things are like hemp ropes, too many leaders are too messy.
But there seems to be no connection between them.
"Why don't I look for it along the road that Zhang Long took out. I have more experience in the wild than everyone present."
Li Yi said, took out a small sack, put all the dry food in front of him, was about to tighten the bag, and grabbed his arm with both hands.
"I will go with you."
Bai Wenwen's eyes were firm.
"Live to see people, die to see corpses."
Li Yi looked embarrassed: "Now that the environment outside is so bad, what are you doing with a woman? Stay in the camp and wait, maybe he will come back by himself."
"If you want to go, let's go tomorrow. I think the weather is going to be windy again."