Raising Gu Notes

(Chapter 1 is here. Thank you I love Tianbianyun children's shoes for your support.)

Seeing the green grass under her feet and around her move again, but Xie Lin and Zhang Lang couldn't move, Ba Xiaolan was so anxious that she almost couldn't help feeling hopeless.

But she didn't want to give up just like that, and grabbed Xie Lin and Zhang Lang's hand again, and dragged them forward forcefully.

But she is a girl with limited strength, Xie Lin and Zhang Lang are both tall and big, and she is already exhausted, so she can't drag them all at once.

She hesitated for a moment, then put down Zhang Lang, dragged Xie Lin with both hands, and finally dragged Xie Lin up.

But she dragged Xie Lin a few meters away, put Xie Lin down, and ran back to drag Zhang Lang.

It's just that she grabbed Zhang Lang with both hands and pulled hard, only to find that she couldn't move Zhang Lang.

But it turned out that Zhang Lang's feet were covered with a lot of grass.

Fortunately, at this time, Smelly opened his mouth and bit the grass that was wrapped around Zhang Lang's feet.

Ba Xiaolan hurriedly dragged Zhang Lang out again.

She dragged Zhang Lang for more than ten meters in one breath, then put Zhang Lang down, and ran back to drag Xie Lin.

In this way, the speed of their advance also dropped sharply, while the energy she expended was almost doubled, but at this moment, she had no other choice but to grit her teeth and persevere.

Every time, because the speed was too slow, Xie Lin or Zhang Lang would be entangled in some grass, and even she herself was almost entangled in grass several times. The green grass entangled Xie Lin and Zhang Lang could be bitten off as soon as possible at one time, so the three of them also moved forward intermittently.

But after repeated several times, Ba Xiaolan was already exhausted. When dragging Zhang Lang, not only failed to drag Zhang Lang, but she lost her hand and fell to the ground.

Ba Xiaolan was really desperate. Lying on the ground, she felt as if there were countless stones on her body, and she couldn't even breathe.

Anxious, but helpless.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

But soon, she got up, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and dragged Zhang Lang again.

At this time, Zhang Lang actually got up slowly.

He groaned a few times, looked up at Ba Xiaolan, and then staggered towards Xie Lin.

He helped Xie Lin up with difficulty.

Ba Xiaolan couldn't help showing a hint of joy, and quickly chased after her.

"Zhang Lang, are you okay?" Ba Xiaolan asked anxiously.

"It's okay, just help me and carry Ah Lin on my back." Zhang Lang replied.

"I'll carry it, you follow me." Ba Xiaolan said hastily.

"I'll recite it for a while..." Zhang Lang said, and then he recited Xie Lin by himself, and walked out slowly.

"You..." Ba Xiaolan couldn't help being startled for a moment, and then hurriedly followed.

After only walking a few steps, she let out a cry, her face full of horror.

"Zhang Lang, your leg?!"

She glanced at Zhang Lang's legs just now, but found that the little green shoots on Zhang Lang's legs had actually grown longer, and many of them had grown several centimeters long, like a small blade of grass, tightly attached on his skin.

At this time, Zhang Lang's ankles and other exposed places have turned green because of the grass leaves, as if he was wearing green socks.

But Zhang Lang didn't reply, he was still walking slowly step by step, as if he didn't hear Ba Xiaolan's words at all.

"Zhang Lang, stop quickly!" Ba Xiaolan quickly chased after him, reaching out to pull Zhang Lang.

"Let go, let go, I'm fine..." Zhang Lang said in a low voice, he broke free from Ba Xiaolan's hand and continued walking.

But his footsteps became slower and slower, and every time he lifted his feet, it seemed very difficult, as if there were heavy objects tied to his feet.

Every time he landed, it was so heavy.

However, he never had the intention to stop, taking one step at a time.

Ba Xiaolan reached out to pull Zhang Lang several times, but failed to hold him.

And for some reason, he stopped staggering when he walked. Although his steps were slow and his movements were stiff, he seemed more and more steady.

Ba Xiaolan was afraid that if she pulled too hard, they would fall down again, so she didn't dare to use too much force.

However, on Zhang Lang's feet, the grass grew longer and longer, and a lot of grass had already grown from his trousers, and even the trousers were wrapped around his feet.

Under Ba Xiaolan's anxiety, she heard Zhang Lang walking and whispering.

She listened carefully, and found that Zhang Lang was reading numbers one by one.

"Four five, four six, four seven..."

He spoke slowly and softly, but every time he murmured, he took a step forward.

Ba Xiaolan speeded up and walked in front of Zhang Lang, only to find that Zhang Lang had slightly closed his eyes again, with a blank expression on his face.

It's like sleepwalking.

But Ba Xiaolan felt that there was a trace of determination and determination in his footsteps and his murmur.

"Five three, five four, five five..."

Tears flowed down Ba Xiaolan's eyes again.

"Zhang Lang, put it down, I'll carry it..." Ba Xiaolan persuaded in a low voice.

But Zhang Lang turned a deaf ear to it, and was still whispering numbers one by one. Although his pace was slow, he never stopped.

Ba Xiaolan reached out to pull Zhang Lang again.

Only halfway through, her hand stopped.

There was also hesitation on her face.

Then she withdrew her hands, walked beside Zhang Lang, and softly echoed Zhang Lang, reciting numbers one by one.

"Six five, six six, six seven..."

She also knew that if Zhang Lang was forced to let go of Xie Lin, perhaps Zhang Lang would never be able to walk anymore.

At this time, he was completely supported by a sliver of faith.

"Sister, am I very useless..."

The words Zhang Lang just said kept echoing in her mind, and her heart was full of sadness.

She couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt in her heart.

Zhang Lang usually has a hippie smile on his face, and he doesn't hold anything back when he speaks. He looks heartless and heartless. Most of the time, Ba Xiaolan is angry and hates him.

However, on the way to look for A Yun, she woke up several times in the middle of the night, walked out of the tent, and found that Zhang Lang was not sleeping, but was sitting silently on the ground, looking preoccupied.

It's just that before, she didn't pay much attention to it. Until now, she suddenly realized that Zhang Lang, who grew up with her, was not as simple as she always thought.

Since childhood, Zhang Lang has never suffered much, and has always been the envy or envy of his peers. He has a good family background, a rich life, a cheerful personality, and is handsome.In the past few months, he has suffered more setbacks and hardships than the previous 20 years combined. Several times his life and death were on the line, and his personality was also quietly changing, but Ba Xiaolan never went to I have paid attention to it, and sometimes I even feel that Zhang Lang deserves it.

Zhang Lang, you must persevere...

Ba Xiaolan said silently in her heart.

When Ba Xiaolan was thinking wildly, the busiest thing was Smelly.

At this moment, Smelly was also yelling one after another, and the rhythm was actually in line with the numbers that Zhang Lang and Ba Xiaolan spit out, as if they were also encouraging Zhang Lang.

At the same time, it kept running around around the three of Zhang Lang, biting the moving grass from time to time, looking excited.

At this time, Xie Lin still didn't make any movement.

But his consciousness became more and more clear, and the sharp pain in his body was still so clear, but Xie Lin's consciousness was clear. In his heart, he was also following Zhang Lang and the others, silently reading the numbers.

That Huohuo had already been put by Ba Xiaolan in her backpack, and there was no movement either.

"One seven twenty four, one seven twenty five, one seven twenty six..."

I don't know how long he has been walking, but Zhang Lang is still muttering in a low voice. Although his footsteps have become slower, they have not completely stopped.

Ba Xiaolan also followed beside him, also kept chanting numbers.

It's just that in her heart, Qu is far less firm than Zhang Lang, and far less focused than Zhang Lang.

On Zhang Lang's feet, the green grass had grown to a length of more than a foot, and had already wrapped more than a circle around his calf.

These green grasses seem to be weak, but they are far tougher than they appear on the surface. As they continue to grow, they are constantly tightening.

Zhang Lang's two calves were completely congested with blood. If he continued like this, his two legs might die from ischemia and he would be crippled immediately.

But Ba Xiaolan wanted to cut off these green grasses several times, but firstly, Zhang Lang kept moving, and secondly, the green grasses were tightly wrapped around his legs, so it was not easy to cut these green grasses.

Although Ba Xiaolan had tried it before, but after she cut a piece of grass with a knife, she found that red juice flowed from the section of the grass immediately, as if bleeding. She couldn't help suspecting that it was actually the blood on Zhang Lang's body. Just being sucked by these green grasses, and when she cut the grass, Zhang Lang stopped unexpectedly, his body trembled violently, and some hoarse and suppressed cries came out from his mouth, appearing to be in great pain.

This also made her afraid to touch the grass.

With nothing to do, her mood became more and more heavy.

Under the tight entanglement of those grasses, Zhang Lang's footsteps became slower and slower.

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