long night fire

Before she finished her movements, Shang Jianyao came over quickly, picked up the water bag, unscrewed the cap, and brought it to her mouth.

"Hey." Jiang Baimian was startled.

She didn't refuse, and Gulu drank a few sips of water before smiling and saying:

"Is this a confession for the unauthorized actions of last night?"

"This is what a companion should do." Shang Jianyao responded without changing his expression.

Jiang Baimian glanced at him and took this opportunity to ask:

"Why did you rush out then?"

Shang Jianyao replied seriously:

"If you don't deal with that awakened person, all the residents of Redstone Town will die."

Jiang Baimian looked at his dark brown and almost black eyes, and found that they were completely clear.

"Hey, at least remember to notify me in advance this time." Jiang Baimian sighed helplessly.

Speaking of this, she suddenly became a little annoyed:

"Why aren't you sick?"

It's only fair that both are sick!

Moreover, it is Shang Jianyao who should be sick the most, maybe he can take this opportunity to break through the "disease island".

Shang Jian Yao thought for a while and said:

"I wasn't close to passing out at the time."

This means that the load on his heart has not really exceeded the limit, nor has it received subsequent electrical stimulation.

Jiang Baimian puffed out his breath, and said in silence for a moment:

"Too……"

She then said:

"Hurry up, boil some hot water, get a towel, I'm going to put it on my forehead.

"No matter what, you acted without authorization last night and you will be punished!"

Seeing that Yao had no objection, Shang skillfully boiled the tap water, adjusted the temperature, and twisted a towel over.

Jiang Baimian began to instruct him to do various things again, including but not limited to go to the next room to communicate with Bai Chenlong Yuehong, help the patient go to the toilet, change towels, mend clothes, and fill water bags.

Seeing Shang Jianyao busy back and forth, Jiang Baimian suddenly realized:

He had already mastered these things when his mother was ill.

As soon as he thought about it, Jiang Baimian's eyes lit up, and he patted himself out of bed along the way:

"We had a misunderstanding before!"

"What?" Shang Jianyao looked like trying to understand the other party's meaning.

Fearing that his thinking would develop in a strange direction, Jiang Baimian didn't make a fool of himself, and explained directly:

"Haven't we been thinking about how to address your fear of disease?

"Actually, with your attitude towards your own life and death, you shouldn't be so afraid of illness."

Shang Jianyao thought for a while and said:

"Disease will make me unable to do things, and it is too late to do things, and I am still afraid."

Jiang Baimian replied angrily and amusingly:

"That's not the point."

She then said:

"I think your fear of the disease is more about the fear that it will take away people around you, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Shang Jianyao fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"I'll let you see what it means to be strong and healthy, and what it means to be sick!

"If the company's genetic modification technology is promoted everywhere, and genetic modification is no longer so dangerous and becomes controllable, then human beings will get rid of the threat of most diseases."

After finishing speaking, she leaned on the pillow and said with satisfaction:

"When I recover, you can try it from this direction.

"Okay, get me something to eat, I'm starting to feel hungry.

"This is a good sign!"

After lunch, because Jiang Baimian was ill, the responsibility of interrogating the second prisoner was handed over to Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong.

According to Jiang Baimian's instructions, they went to the vigilance church first, and invited the vigilant Song He to interrogate together.

This is to use the other party's ability to make people friendly, lest Shang Jianyao expose the "reasoning clown".

Song He also just woke up not long ago. An old man of his age didn't show any discomfort after staying up all night, and his body is indeed in good condition.

For Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong's invitation, he readily accepted, took two church guards, took his own car, came to Hongshiji together, and entered the security station at the bottom.

With this alerter as the lead, although Han Wanghuo was still resting and did not come over, Shang Jianyao and others easily entered the interrogation room and saw the prisoner who was the least injured.

This is a murloc, the body surface is covered with gray-black scales, and the gills from the ears to the neck are trembling slightly.

——In Long Yuehong's eyes, all murlocs have no difference in appearance, they can only be distinguished by height, shortness, fatness and thinness.

After everyone took their seats, Shang Jianyao asked first:

"Who is that murloc that can suffocate people?"

The murloc captive behind the iron railing glanced at him with protruding eyes, lowered his head, and remained silent.

At this time, Song He smiled and said:

"It's not something confidential."

The murloc prisoner thought about it carefully, and it seemed to make sense.

He quickly loosened his attitude, raised his head, and said hesitantly:

"It's an angel."

"An envoy of God? Who is the emissary who holds the age?" Long Yuehong was very polite, and only asked Song He's consent.

"It's not Zhi Sui." The murloc captive shook his head, "He was originally our third priest, and we believed in the God of the old world. Later, later, he asked us to call him God Envoy."

The murloc's language was derived from the Honghe language. Long Yuehong had a hard time listening, and it took him a while to understand what the other party meant.

On the other hand, Song He, who obviously had taught himself the language of the local people, asked fluently:

"when did it happen?"

"Less than a year ago." The murloc prisoner seemed to be talking with a friend.

"What else happened at that time?" Song He asked.

The eyes of the murloc captive showed awe:

"He, he became very strong, very scary, like an incarnation of a god.

"He can easily kill a man, and easily destroy an army."

Shang Jian Yao asked with great interest:

"What about before? Is he strong?"

The murloc captive glanced at the guy in the monkey mask, and said unwillingly:

"He has some superpowers, but none of them are too powerful. He can make a person unable to open his mouth, unable to eat, and can make a person tired easily, just like lack of oxygen..."

After listening to the description of the murloc captive, Song He asked softly:

"Before he became an envoy, did he do anything?

"Or, have you encountered anything?"

The murloc captive was lost in memory, and after a while he said:

"We landed on the largest island in Lake Nu.

"My great-grandfather said that there are market towns and several villages there. At first we were busy protecting ourselves, surviving, farming, and fishing. Later, we kept thinking about calling them back. We didn't pay attention to their situation."

When it came to "calling back", he had some emotional ups and downs, and he seemed to no longer trust Song He.

But soon, he became friendly enough again:

"After being repelled last time, we have been recuperating, and many young people have become interested in that big island because they have been idle for too long.

"The island is much bigger than where we live. The roads are well preserved, and there are deserted farmlands everywhere. We wonder where the humans on the island have gone. They should not have been attacked by outsiders.

"After searching for a while, we found the market town where they used to live and found some records."

It's a pity that the team leader didn't come, she must be very interested in these things... Long Yuehong gradually got used to the murloc's language.

The murloc captive continued:

"Through those records, we know that after the destruction of the old world, the people on that island soon believed in a deity named Yan Hu, who claimed to be the King Yama in the myth of the gray earth people who came to the world.

"With the blessing of this god, the people on the island didn't suffer any disasters, and they lived very well. Just when they gathered some power and planned to seize the surrounding areas of Nuhu Lake, the god fell into a deep sleep and never did not wake up.

"After losing the blessing of the gods, a large-scale 'no-heart disease' broke out on the island very quickly, and the remaining humans should not have persisted for long before they were all hunted down."

Large-scale "unintentional disease"... Long Yuehong's scalp tingled when he heard such a description.

At this time, Shang Jianyao asked enthusiastically:

"Have you found the sleeping god?"

The murloc prisoner moved his lips for a while and said:

"right.

"We found his sleeping temple."

Chapter 1 and Four

Without Song He opening his mouth, Shang Jianyao had "helped" him and asked:

"What's it like inside?"

One thing can be confirmed from the exchange just now, that is, the murloc captive can understand Honghe language, as long as he speaks slowly.

The murloc captive shook his head:

"There was a weird feeling there. We didn't dare to go in, so we had to inform the envoy, er, who was still a pastor at the time."

Song He was not surprised by this, and asked a question:

"After he came out, he forbade you to explore that temple?"

The murloc captive was very surprised:

"how do you know?"

Thinking with your head... Long Yuehong slandered in her heart.

Seeing the smile on Song He's face, the murloc captive stopped asking for an explanation, and said "hmm":

"At that time, he entered the temple alone, and came out within a quarter of an hour, and then said that it was very dangerous inside, and he absolutely could not enter without his permission.

"Within two days, he asked everyone to evacuate that island."

Song He nodded, and asked persuasively:

"How long after that did he become extremely powerful?"

"I don't know." The murloc captive replied a little confused, "We didn't feel his strength until two weeks later, at a big mass, so we called him God Envoy."

After Song He Jing listened, he fell into deep thought and didn't ask any more questions for a while.

Shang Jianyao seized the opportunity and asked curiously:

"Does he usually like to sleep?"