Mountains and seas have a home

Chapter 133

"Tang Lin!" Tang Ji suddenly exploded. Song Chen was startled by him, and quickly reached out to help him, reminding him to pay attention to the wound.

There was a ping-pong-pong sound from the other end of the phone, as if someone opened the iron door, and then there was a loud noise and the blunt sound of the iron chair legs hitting the ground.

Tang Ji knew what happened on the other side after thinking about it. Song Chen even heard the cracking sound of Tang Ji's joints after he clenched his fist. pulled him out of the gun and strangled him.

Song Chen caught a glimpse of the old photo in Tang Ji's hand. Because he held it tightly, the photo was distorted, and the portrait on it became even more blurred. The 19-year-old girl smiled at the camera. At that time, she was still young and shy.

Tang Ji was still talking fiercely, but Song Chen didn't listen to a word. He saw this tough man wandering in the cave in anger, sadness and helplessness.It was the first time Song Chen heard the girl's name from Tang Ji's mouth, it was called Tang Chu, maybe it wasn't this Chu.

"Tang Lin, what else do you want from me? I pleaded guilty, went to jail, and did as you said, what else do you want from me?! Don't touch her. If you dare to touch her, I will use this gun The next one will be on your damn head!"

"Brother!" Suddenly a heart-piercing cry came out, and Tang Ji's body stopped suddenly, "Master Zanying... 14 years!"

After the last yell, it stopped abruptly. It was obvious that someone covered his mouth and nose with a cloth, and there was only a whining roar, and then there was the bang and bang of hard objects hitting each other.Tang Lin's voice came out again, calm and breezy, as if nothing was worth mentioning: "Brothers and sisters have such a good relationship."

After a pause, he continued talking again. The noise in the background became smaller and smaller, until finally it completely disappeared in Tang Lin's voice: "My sister is doing well, don't worry, I didn't do anything to her. She lives It's safe in Lord Hou's mansion."

"You bastard." Tang Ji scolded, "When I catch you, I will let a bamboo pole go through your ass, then hang you with my intestines, and then send the bullet into your temple."

Song Chen was pouring hot water into a clean wooden barrel. When he heard Tang Ji's words, he thought about the scene for a while, and his back felt a chill.He hastily hung up the clean veil and gestured to Tang Ji, saying that he was going to catch fish in the river.

Tang Lin smiled softly. The weather on his side seemed to be fine, warm, peaceful and stable.Tang Lin finished laughing, and then said in the same cold voice as before: "Are you still the same you before? Do you think you can still get rid of my control now?"

In the end, he frivolously put down a word, and then threw off the communicator: "Work hard, we will all be fine, and one day we will be fine."

Tang Ji scolded loudly, he threw the communicator into the blanket on the stone bed, supported his waist and pinched his eyebrows fiercely.When his hand touched the wound, he took a deep breath in pain, and looked down, the wound was still bleeding, and the new flesh was turned outside.

Two small piles of gunpowder were still placed on the paper. Tang Ji sat down and glanced at the wall. The raincoat was gone.He took a look outside where the rain was falling, and saw the green forest, and could hear the sound of undulating waves.

Song Chen went out in a raincoat, Tang Ji was slightly relieved.He poured the gunpowder into the palm of his hand, moved slowly into the wound, took a deep breath, and covered his entire palm over it.A burst of excruciating pain rushed through the nerve cells, almost breaking out of his body.

He was so painful that he uttered a short syllable, dense beads of sweat burst out all at once, and his entire upper body was soaked with sweat, as if he had been smeared with olive oil under the light of the candle.

Almost fainted from the pain, all the muscles in his body were tense at this moment, he couldn't sit still, he gasped for breath while propping up the stone bench.Slowly moving his hand away, the wound was already covered with gunpowder powder, he closed his eyes, covered them and let out a heavy sigh.

Song Chen caught two fish and came back, a crucian carp and a greenback. They were packed in a bucket and were still swimming alive.He ran into the cave, his trousers rolled up to his thighs, and his bare feet stepped on the rough, dry rock.

When he came in, he saw Tang Ji sitting obliquely on the stool, sweat flowing down like a waterfall. He glanced at Song Chen, then lowered his head again, breathing disorderly.Song Chen got off the fish barrel and went to check on Tang Ji's condition, and saw his wound covered by gunpowder.

"Are you crazy?!" Song Chen screamed with trembling hands, he carefully wiped off the excess powder with his fingers, "What should this pain look like? I didn't dare to do it, so you did it yourself? How about you, Okay? Do you want to lie down and rest?"

Tang Ji grabbed his wrist, took a few breaths, moved his body slightly, shook his head and said: "It hurts for a while, I'll be fine soon, don't worry about me."

He asked Song Chen to kill the fish and make fish soup. He sat on the stool and waited for the pain to subside, watching Song Chen squatting outside the cave and slitting open the stomachs of two fish.Song Chen chatted a lot, but Tang Ji couldn't hear clearly, because the sound of rain disrupted Song Chen's voice.

Today they ate two fish for the first time. The crucian carp was boiled in a thick white soup, and the green back fish was skewered by Tang Ji and grilled on the fire.The dry cave was filled with a wild scent, and sparks shot out from the fire, like stars falling from the sky.

The shadows of the two were as black as charcoal, projected on the unpolished rock wall, stretched high and long.It was still dark, Song Chen dried his pants by the fire and put them on. The soup boiled and the skin of the grilled fish was burnt.

"You were sniping just now," Tang Ji said suddenly, "Are you injured? I remember a bomb fell from your head, are you okay?"

Song Chen took a sip of the hot soup to warm himself up, rubbed his hands together, and said, "I'm fine, they didn't hit me. When the bomb fell, I counted the time to escape, and used the explosion to disrupt the opponent's sniper's sight, and then I ran away."

Tang Ji nodded after hearing the words, and turned the blue-backed fish on the iron frame casually, the flames jumped in his dark eyes: "It's fine."

"I will protect myself. I have a big life. Being able to live up to now means that the King of Hades doesn't dare to accept me." Song Chen joked, he threw a piece of firewood into the fire and gathered them together, "What about you? How are you? Your sister...well, pardon me."

"...I'm fine." Tang Ji said, he broke off the best piece of meat from the fish and handed it to Song Chen, "My sister is still safe in the mansion of Lord Zanying, that bastard is not Those who dare to behave wildly in the mansion."

Song Chen pursed his lips and was silent for a while. He asked who Lord Zanying was. Tang Ji told him that he was the leader of the gang, but he had died many years ago.

"Oh." Song Chen seemed to understand, nodded in response, and gnawed on the fish Tang Ji gave him, "Your sister's name is Tang Chu? Is it the first and fifteenth day of the new year? Um... If it's not convenient, please Needless to say, it's okay."

"Her name is Tang Chu, the first and fifteenth day of the new year. Isn't it strange? We are brothers and sisters, but the names don't quite resemble each other."

Song Chen smiled slightly. He first thanked Tang Ji for being willing to reveal his sister's name to him, and then said with a smile: "It's a beautiful name, and it should be as beautiful as her. On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year, looking at the moon's life, she must As romantic as moonlight."

Tang Ji laughed at what he said, punched Song Chen, and sat by the fire drinking the half-cold soup in the bowl, just like sitting by the fireplace in winter.Ever since human beings established civilization, mountains and rivers have been forgotten in the night. After all, it is a long distance from the fireplace to the wilderness.

"He—that bastard, why did he imprison his sister?" Song Chen asked, "If you are willing to answer this question."

"In the future, just ask if you want to. Don't think too much about it. It's okay. As I said, the relationship between the three of us is extremely bad. Tang Lin is a complete bastard. He resurrected me, and then used Tang Chu to blackmail me into helping him. It's really bad."

"He resurrected you? What does that mean?"

Tang Ji was silent for a while, then turned to look into Song Chen's eyes.Song Chen found that Tang Ji's pupils glowed in the dim light, like a cat at home, whose eyes were green at night.

"Aren't you always curious about why my eyes glow?" Tang Ji said, with a faint, slightly warm temperature, "That's because I am a modified human. They transferred the gene of the jaguar into my body, And then chipped me in."

He paused while speaking, Song Chen looked at Tang Ji in shock and was speechless, and even forgot to eat fish.Tang Ji lowered his eyes and pondered for a while, then turned around and showed the back of his head to Song Chen.

"The chip is right here, under the back of the neck. They have mastered the secret technology that can bring a dead person back to life with the help of machines and genes. They can also have all the memories of life, and even the heart will beat again. It is no different from a normal person. .”

"God." Song Chen waited for a long time before spitting out the name of God from his mouth, which was enough to show his inconceivability and disbelief. He even felt that Tang Ji was telling a story, Arabian Nights or something, anyway, it couldn't be true thing.

Tang Ji shrugged, and said indifferently: "This is indeed a bit too curious, and it's hard to be convincing when I say it, but I really came to life like this. I am alive, with hands and feet."

"What is this technology called? Is it promoted in the world? Which laboratory invented the terrible technology?"

"It was not invented in a laboratory. If this technology is introduced, it will definitely be sanctioned and condemned." Tang Ji said, he said a lot today, "The only person I know who has mastered this technology is that bastard's family , and inside the gang. They should not have leaked this secret."

"Are you from the gang?"

"Well, that's right. I'm a gangster. I've gone through both gangsters and white gangsters. Why, don't I look the same?"

Song Chen laughed, looked at Tang Ji's face, then turned his gaze away, bit off the last piece of meat, and said, "It's pretty similar. But can I touch your neck? If not, forget it."

"Of course, you will find that it is a little hot now, just like your computer will get hot after using it for a long time." Tang Ji almost happily agreed to Song Chen's request. He pointed to his neck and signaled Song Chen that he could Come and try it for yourself.

Song Chen stared at Tang Ji's back and hesitated for a while.Finally, he wiped his hands, sat down a little, and raised his hand to touch Tang Ji's neck.This was the first time he touched Tang Ji's place, and he was frightened. He was afraid that Tang Ji would beat him up.

However, Tang Ji didn't move at all, he just sat quietly amidst the aroma of grilled fish, like a statue.Song Chen carefully stroked along the lines, and sure enough, his skin was very hot and a little red.He touched where the hard chip was stored.

"Why is it so hot?" Song Chen said, "I remember when you were riding in the car, you used to grab snow and apply it to your neck from time to time. Is it because of this reason?"

"Well, that's right. I have a program entered into my chip. I can't be soft-hearted. If I soften my heart, the system will respond, including the temperature of the chip soaring, stimulating the brain, disrupting consciousness, etc. If it exceeds the critical point, it will directly self-destruct. Then I will died."

"You can't be soft-hearted. If you are soft-hearted, you will die."

"My heart has been frozen hard. Although it is beating, it is just executing the program."

Song Chen's fingers touched the hair on the back of Tang Ji's head again, and said softly, "What about now? It's also hot now. Could it be that your heart is softening? Is there any danger?"

"No, I can still bear this level. My heart is indeed soft now. In the program, this feeling is called warmth, comfort and love." Tang Ji said, "I will control it."

"There is a string of numbers here, are they related to you too? 85-1216-0932-QA-0001."

"I was born on December 1985, 12. 16 is the time of my birth, 0932:9 in the morning. Q stands for Hebei Province, A stands for Shijiazhuang, and I am from Shijiazhuang, Hebei. 32 is my code in the Beijing Time Bureau. "

Song Chen put his hands down, sat down on his knees, rubbed his hands slowly in front of the fire, licked his dry lips, and said, "Thank you."

Tang Ji glanced at him, Song Chen puffed his cheeks and thought about it again, and then said carefully: "Thank you for telling me these things, but you don't have to do this. I'm glad to know you better."

"We are grasshoppers on the same rope, and we are working together. If we want to cooperate, don't we need to know more about each other?" Tang Ji said, and he scooped up the remaining soup, "I don't know anything about you. Do you want some soup? It's the last bowl, if you don't drink it, there will be nothing left."

"Don't drink it, you drink it. My hometown is Harbin, Heilongjiang. I am 19 years old and born at noon on January 1th..." Song Chen talked about his own affairs, and was about to continue talking , Tang Ji interrupted him.

"Don't be in a hurry to say it now. We have a long time together. I can get to know you slowly. I am also very grateful to you. You have helped me a lot. I will send you back to your hometown."

"If I don't help, I will be killed by you. I don't want to die."

Tang Ji stared at Song Chen with leopard-like eyes, then turned his head and said calmly, "You won't die."

He always speaks in the affirmative, as if he knows everything.Song Chen listened to what he said, pulled the corners of his mouth into a smile, said auspiciously, took the fish pot and went outside the cave to clean it.

After packing up the food and backpack, Song Chen finally finished his daily work after counting the items.He moved everything to a safe place, set up a shed to keep out the rain, and pulled down the vines at the entrance of the cave as a natural curtain, blocking the sound of the rain from the outside.

Tang Ji trained Song Chen as usual to strengthen his physical fitness.Song Chen said that all the training he had done in the time bureau was not as much as the past few days. After the training, he was too tired to stand up, lying on the blanket and watching the flames dying.

"Why did you take off the bandage?" Song Chen stood up and asked Tang Ji. Tang Ji plunged a needle of blue liquid into his arm, and then removed the bandage.

"The wound is almost healed."

"Shit, don't coax me, how could it be all right so soon."

Tang Ji didn't speak, he put the bloody bandage aside, walked up to Song Chen, and showed him his arm.Song Chen glanced at it, and saw that the knife wound that had been stabbed in the opposite direction had healed now, and the scar was even disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'm a cyborg, and I'm programmed to heal myself. This syringe contains PHR-17, which gives me powerful muscle healing abilities, as you can see now."

"Then why didn't you call earlier?"

Tang Ji paused on this question, as if he was thinking about the reason. After a long while, he turned around and said, "It's not an emergency, so what are you doing for the injection? You need to save some of this thing for emergencies. "

Song Chen felt that he was guilty and lying, but he couldn't find a reason.After thinking about it, he didn't ask any more questions. After all, he had heard of more curious things than this, and this trivial matter was not worth mentioning.

"Can you give me an injection?"

"No."

"Why the hell?"

"You're not a reformer. If your body functions can't keep up, you'll die by then."

"Oh."

The figure has been shaking for a few minutes. Tang Ji is packing up his things. Song Chen watched him sit on the stool and adjust the gun, then click on the scope to aim.He counted the bullets, held the bullets up to the light, looked at the intricate patterns on them, and finally pushed the bullet box into the corner.

"We will set off when the rain stops and the weather gets better." Tang Ji covered the weapon with a layer of linoleum, "We have to go to sea."

His voice became ethereal, as if hanging above his head, and only the candle flame was shaking in the cave.Lin Cheng saw him taking off his shirt and sitting on the side of the stone bed, and asked, "How long are we going to sleep like this?"

Tang Ji looked back at Song Chen, told him to go inside, then raised his legs to get on the bed, and said, "It's been a long time, maybe ten days, maybe a month, maybe a year. The question of time, who knows."

Song Chen hummed and lay in Tang Ji's bed. When he was sleeping, Tang Ji let Song Chen sleep inside. It was safe inside.Tang Ji is a reformer, extremely alert, and sleeps very lightly. Song Chen can wake him up for a long time by turning over.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Tang Ji glanced at Song Chen, who refused to sleep with his eyes open, and turned over the book in his hand. He was reading "Walden Lake".

Song Chen leaned sideways to watch Tang Ji turn the pages of the book, they didn't speak, they couldn't hear anything, they were a little lonely.Suddenly Song Chen stretched out his hand to grab Tang Ji's wrist, pulled out the book in his hand, turned over and sat on his lap, and pressed his hand on the belt.

Tang Ji watched Song Chen make this series of actions in shock. He didn't understand what was going on, so Song Chen began to unbutton his clothes: "I can't sleep, it's hard. I want to do something else, I A little... lonely."

"You're very tired, little one. You were put on the ground by push-ups just now, do you still have the strength to do them now?"

Song Chen gritted his teeth and frowned, covered Tang Ji's mouth rudely, took off the belt buckle, and pushed his waist up: "Shut up, I don't want to play a love game. I really want it now, but there is no woman."

"You little bastard, you are really a bastard and bold." Tang Ji grabbed Song Chen's hair and said in a low voice, rubbing his fingers against the tips of his red ears.

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"How many times have you done this?"

"the first time."

"Then last time..."

"Shut up, last time was an accident, it doesn't count."

"Well. Are you tired? Go to bed first, the rain should stop."

"I am going to sleep good night."

"Good night."

The plane was parked on the beach, the surveillance radar was on, and it was resting.The sea under the moonlight has no waves and waves, and Fu Zhong can see the drifting clouds in the sky. Under the farther sky, the moonlight turns purple there, like a scene in a myth.

He had someone calculate the time, and there was no problem with the time, which meant that the night would pass and the sky would always be bright.Zhu Min cleaned up the wound for him, stood up after the arrangements were made, and packed his medicine box in an orderly manner.

"The injury is quite serious, and it may take some time to heal." Zhu Min took off his blood-stained white coat, revealing his floral shirt inside, "I hope the next few days will be peaceful, damn it."

He cursed, not knowing who he was scolding, and flipped his hair irritably.Fu Zhong glanced at him, expressionless, and asked in a light voice: "Have you received the news from Chief Ji? He told you to get ready and have something to say."

"Got it, the person on the coordinate machine told me. Does he have anything to ask me? I heard that he notified many other people."

"One Yang Qihua, one Xiao Zhuoming. Yang Qihua is a professor in the biology laboratory, and Xiao Zhuoming is from the medical department. You should have seen her before. She is Yang Qihua's student." Fu Zhong transferred the computer to Zhu Min, and Yang and Xiao appeared on the screen. The basic information of the two.

Zhu Min glanced at it, looked carefully again, and then nodded: "I have seen it, but I don't know its name. I'm from Chengdu, so I don't know much about your internal affairs."

"Well, it's okay." Fu Zhong said, he turned on a piece of audio, and handed the earphone to Zhu Min, "This is the information sent by my informant, it doesn't matter who the informant is. Listen, you are mentioned in it." ——An intelligence organization in the southwestern part of our country."

Zhu Min was stunned for a moment, then took the earphones and leaned against the seat to listen.Fu Zhong folded his hands quietly, he was stern, cold, and silent, his lips were tense.

"What is this talking about? I can't understand what they are saying." Zhu Min returned the earphones after listening, "Why should I listen to this?"

"After the secret documents were leaked from Tibet, the information was intercepted by an underground agency in Southwest my country, and sold at a high price to the largest underworld organization in the country." Fu Zhong repeated, "You have the underground information in the entire Southwest region. 'Heaven's gaze'."

He paused, raised his eyes to look at Zhu Min, and continued: "I don't think you should miss this shocking secret leaked from Tibet. I want to ask you, what kind of information is this, and the largest gang organization in our country What is it?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Because this matter is related to me. Didn't you hear? Doctor Zhu. The Fu family and Ji family are mentioned in it. It's about Tibet. I must know the inside story. Doctor Zhu, I need your help , you just need to move your mouth, maybe you can save a group of people's lives."

Zhu Min stared at Fu Zhong for a while, then raised his hand to admit defeat, and said: "The intelligence organization mentioned in it is indeed me, and I don't deny it. But I didn't handle the matter you mentioned, and the time is not right." .Maybe my father did it, I'll have to check."

He picked up the enamel water cup next to him, lifted the lid and took a sip, and Fu Zhong could smell the faint scent of flowers.The enamel mug was old, the paint was chipped around, and the red pattern on it was uneven.

Seeing Fu Zhong's eyes on the cup in his hand, Zhu Min shook the lid of the cup, shrugged and said, "My father's cup."