Sentinel is not good

The black mamba was still tightening its neck, but Qi Zhou was not afraid, he just smiled: "Zhou Yun, I have already put away the knife."

Zhou Yun's gun has not been retracted, but he just looked at Song Jian: "10047B, retract the spirit body immediately, this is my order."

But Song Jian didn't respond at all, he was already irritated.

Zhou Yun had no choice but to bring Xiao Diu over himself. Xiao Diu was still in a state of anger, but he didn't bite him.He put the snake on his shoulder, and Xiao Diu immediately coiled around his shoulder, rubbing his chin affectionately.

At the same time, he tried to escape again and again, refusing to admit defeat and went towards Qizhou.

Zhou Yun had no choice but to free his left hand and grab the snake's neck, the most critical part.The texture of the leather glove made Xiao Diu curious, and it wrapped around Zhou Yun's palm again, constantly scratching the human's tiger's mouth with the belly scales, and rubbing the scales in reverse.

"Now you should put away your gun." Qi Zhou raised the corner of his mouth, "You don't think I'm afraid of snakes, do you?"

The black mamba was entangled around Zhou Yun's body vigorously, and suddenly turned towards Qi Zhou. It opened its mouth, bared its fangs and barked.

Qi Zhou tilted his head curiously, how could this snake bark like a dog?

Zhou Yun covered the snake's mouth completely, the puppy's vigilance was too poor, and he released his own spirit body without knowing the other party's spirit body, which was very dangerous. "go back."

Song Jian suddenly woke up like a dream, he gasped several times, his pupils shrank suddenly, the black mamba obediently slid down Zhou Yun's body, and crawled back to his master's side.

It opened the neckline of the human clothes, and slipped into it.

Although Wang Ba didn't see what happened, he understood that Song Jian had saved his life.But new dangers are emerging, and he has developed a shallow dependence on Zhou Yun.

He was just... protecting his guide.

Song Jian was dripping with sweat, completely unaware of what happened just now.

Just a moment ago, he sank into the mental picture, and all external disturbances became signals acceptable to the five senses, which were divided into vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch. He analyzed the composition of the air like a snake spitting out a message. He analyzed them one by one. Only attack the target.

Until Zhou Yun gave him an order.

It has become a dead end.Yang Yu could kill Liang Xiao, Liang Xiao could kill Qi Zhou, Zhou Yun could also kill Qi Zhou...the guns were all in hand, and the muzzles of the guns were all aimed at the target, but no one planned to withdraw the guns.

"What are you doing!" A voice came out coldly from the second floor of the interrogation room leading directly to the rooftop of the mobile base.

Song Jian raised his head and saw that it was Chi Shu, the supreme commander and guide of Mobile Base No. 086.

Chi Shu was smoking on it, and came over when he heard the noise, not wanting to run into some of his capable subordinates making a big move. "I remember I reminded you that killing is not allowed in the base. Don't you remember?"

"It's none of my business." Qi Zhou took the lead to clean himself up, "He, Zhou Yun pointed a gun at me first, and he's still pointing it now."

"Zhou Yun." Chi Shu was wearing a windbreaker. In the whole base, only his uniform was pure white, and his military boots stepped on the metal steps, making a cold shoe sound, "Explain."

Zhou Yun looked at Chi Shu, twirled the pistol in his palm, and took it back.He didn't explain anything, he touched his left rib with his left hand, and showed Chi Shu the palm.

is blood.

Qi Zhou stopped talking. Although he didn't take a gun, he saw blood, so he didn't have the upper hand.

Sure enough, Chi Shu ignored the corpses and sentries in the interrogation room, and came towards Qi Zhou: "I think you should explain."

"I don't get along." In front of Chi Shu, Qi Zhou didn't want to make a big deal, "He and I have always been at odds, and everyone knows it."

"There's no need to get into a fight if you don't agree." Chi Shu looked back, and his eyes fell on Song Jian.

Song Jian quickly lowered his head, what kind of luck was he, seeing four great guides in one day.

"It's him again?" Chi Shu looked back again, only looking at Zhou Yun, "Are there no other sentries in the entire mobile base?"

"It's not because of him." Zhou Yun took the handkerchief Liang Xiao handed over and pressed the wound, "I don't think he's pleasing to the eye either."

Song Jian's arms were tied so tightly that he couldn't feel it. He only heard Wang Ba say in his ears: "Look, there is no good thing in the guide, and they are killing each other, even their own people. But this Chi Shu, Don't believe what he said either. Chi Shu is most willing to see a disagreement between the guides, and only if they disagree will they not collectively instigate rebellion."

Sure enough, Chi Shu didn't go any further, but said: "I don't want this kind of thing to happen again. Disband immediately and go back to your respective rooms. Remember, your identities are S-level guides, and you are destined to bear more hardships than others. Pain and pressure, I don’t care what Sentinels you find to vent or how to vent them, I only have two requirements. First, deep dependence is not allowed, and your mental power is not allowed to be monopolized. Once found, the Sentinel will be destroyed immediately. Second, It is not allowed to affect combat capability and judgment, otherwise the handling method is the same as above."

"Understood." Qi Zhou put his hands in his pockets, "I won't have anything to do with the sentries."

Yang Yu put away her gun.

"Zhou Yun, let me remind you again." Chi Shu said before leaving, "Guides and sentries are destined to be unequal. Before deep dependence occurs, guides can change sentries, but once sentries start to rely on you, their possessiveness will be dozens of times For you. See what I mean? If you want to be good for them, don't be overly intimate. If you want to be good for yourself, don't be overly concerned, otherwise... the pain of losing a Sentinel will kill you."

Zhou Yun thought for a long time before speaking: "I understand."

Chi Shu left, Song Jian waited for his final fate, Wang Ba still whispered in his ears: "Look, guides are all creatures without emotions, and guides are raised as non-human beings since childhood."

non-human?Song Jian secretly glanced at Zhou Yun... If even normal feelings are not allowed, the guide is too miserable, right?

When the farce was over, Yang Yu left without looking back.It was Qi Zhou who caught up: "Don't be angry... I don't want to either, I'm not a sentinel..."

The senior administrator stood next to the corpse, in a dilemma: "Sir, then 10047B..."

"I'll take it away." Zhou Yun glanced at Liang Xiao, "Take him back as a punishment from the base... The electric shock collar and bracelet are ready. I will deal with him."

No way no way?It can not be!Song Jian was helped up by Liang Xiao, his knees were numb, and he staggered behind them.

Still sitting on that train, Song Jian seemed to be bound and escorted past, attracting attention along the way, really like a sentinel about to be executed by Chief Zhou Yun.Arriving in front of Zhou Yun's bedroom, Liang Xiao stopped, and took out a close-fitting dagger from his pocket.

Song Jian recalled that the speed with which he had just released his gun to protect Zhou Yun was several times faster than his own. "I... Did I cause trouble for Chief Zhou Yun?"

"At present, it seems to be so." Liang Xiao cut the rope, "But because of your bravery in protecting the chief just now, I don't care about you for the time being. Since you have violated the rules, you will be punished. I hope you Don't resent Chief Zhou Yun, without him, you will be exiled."

"Well, from now on... I will never see him again! I will never trouble him again! I will do what I say!" Song Jian said with a movement of his wrist, thinking in his heart, I will never eat his little cake again up.

"I hope." Liang Xiao said when he closed the door.

The door closed, and Song Jian entered the room again, losing contact with Wang Ba.He yelled a report first, but no one responded, so he walked in step by step.

"Sir?" Song Jian rubbed the strangle marks on his wrist, "Report to 10047B, you...you..."

By the window, Zhou Yun was standing and taking off his clothes.The coat, tie, and black shirt were all hung on the hangers, and what was displayed in front of Song Jian was a lean and lively body.

"Help me get the medical kit." Zhou Yun didn't turn around, but pointed him in a direction.

Song Jian took out a white medical bag from the drawer and held it over. He wanted to help with the medicine, but he didn't dare.Zhou Yun turned around slowly, and a fresh wound appeared on his abdominal muscle.

Kill Qi Zhou.Song Jian's first reaction was this.

Zhou Yun glanced at Song Jian and felt the killing intent of the sentinel.A sentinel who doesn't know how to hide his emotions will only be vulnerable to the enemy.

He took the medical bag and moved very quickly. It seemed that he often treated the wound by himself. He sat down on the sofa chair in front of the window, held his breath, sterilized the needle, and sterilized any tools that needed to be used. Then, in front of Song Jian and began to suture the wound.

Song Jian looked dumbfounded, as if he felt the pain himself.He hurts so much.

But during the whole process of sewing, Song Jian didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in Zhou Yun's spirit.

His mind was completely quiet.

He's used to getting hurt, he's used to dealing with wounds on his own.

After finishing the treatment, Zhou Yun took out a roll of white gauze and wrapped it around the lower edge of the ribs for a full circle.What fell on the ground was blood-stained gauze, the alcohol lamp was still burning, and the needle and the remaining thread were thrown into the trash can.

Song Jian felt that he had to do something. He used the lamp cap to extinguish the alcohol lamp. He covered it twice and checked it before he was relieved.

"Why do you know Qi Zhou?" Zhou Yun asked suddenly, with a clear profile and deep outline.

"No." Song Jian realized something, stood at attention, "Report sir, I don't know him, today is the first contact with Qi Zhou."

"Then why contact?" Zhou Yun stood up. He could accept that Song Jian communicated with other guides, but he couldn't accept that Song Jian admitted the wrong person.

Song Jian was a little dazed, he backed up until he reached the wall, all the mental threads that were still as still as still water when he was stitching himself just now were all touched, ready to move around him, ready to insert.

"Why?" Zhou Yun put his hands on the back of Song Jian's head, mentally linked to the recent posture, "Now tell me, what is your relationship with him? Have you ever eaten his little cake?"

This was forcing a confession, and Song Jian's breathing space was instantly squeezed, and several mental threads were about to pierce his eyeballs. "Reporting sir, I... I did it for points. I didn't know him before, and I didn't eat a small cake. No one gave me anything except you."

"Really? That's good. Qi Zhou is unreliable, and he will die if he eats other people's things. But what are you doing in exchange for points?" Zhou Yun took a step closer, and inserted his fingers into Song Jian's half-length hair. Touch the scales, and then go down the cervical spine, "You tell the truth."

At this moment, the lens on the left side of the glasses frame, under great mental pressure, clicked and shattered.

While feeling scared, Song Jian also felt distressed. If the lens with a thick bottom of the bottle is really broken, he can only wear the frame in the future.

"Report sir." Feeling distressed, Song Jian still wanted to tell the truth, "I just want... If I say so, can you let me go? I just want to save points and buy a sacrifice quota through underground transactions. But the number of sacrifices is too expensive, I can't afford it, the woman told me that I can steal supplies and sell them, but the points for selling are still too few, only a few hundred points in more than three years, I am too weak, I can't get enough. She said... do this kind of business once, give me [-] points, I... I just... I'm tempted. She said it was a B-level guide, but didn't tell me it was Qi Zhou, I thought... I can bear it You, too, can bear others."

"Sacrifice quota? Why do you want that kind of thing!" Zhou Yun released all the spiritual threads, and the tips of countless threads began to touch Song Jian's limbs.

"I just want to..." Song Qian said submissively, "I want to find my brother."

The mental thread stopped for an instant.

"When I was a child... I was a child abandoned by refugees." Song Jian closed his eyes, afraid that Zhou Yun would make a mistake and stab himself to death like he did with that woman. "Later, my brother picked me up and gave me a name. But When we grew up, we got separated, and found my sentinel said that my brother might also be recruited by the base. But there are too many bases, and there are too many sentinels. I don’t know what my brother looks like, and I don’t know what his voice is. .He doesn’t have a name... But, as long as I have a sacrifice quota, he can find me in the system in the future. At least let him know... I have been here."

Those spiritual threads softened, trying to wrap Song Jian's body like flowing water, forming an invisible net around his limbs.

"If he finds out that you died, do you think he will be happy to finally know your whereabouts?" Zhou Yun asked, "Do you miss him very much?"

Song Jian nodded. "Well, yes. My brother once...killed someone for me."

The spiritual threads began to wrap around Song Jian's arms, neck, and ankles, and a few more were slightly twitching.

"Is he very powerful?" Zhou Yun asked again.

Song Jian nodded again. "Well, it's amazing."

The spiritual threads wrapped around Song Jian's waist, and they began to intersect, tying him tightly.

"So you think Qi Zhou is your brother?" Zhou Yun stroked his hair lightly, "Is Qi Zhou very similar to your brother? Qi Zhou is so ugly."

"But I don't know what my brother looks like..." Song Jian raised his chin slightly and replied, "Besides, I was injected with guideline at the time, and my judgment had problems... He still has a scent on him, and so does my brother. You will definitely be wrong."

Zhou Yun let go of his hand and covered the back of Song Jian's head again. "Then why are you undressing?"

clothing?Song Jian shook his head: "I didn't take it off, don't talk nonsense, my brother will be angry if he knows it. My brother...my brother has a habit of engraving a cross on his things. I know the cross when I touch it Whether this thing belongs to him, it can be used if it belongs to him, he... is here with me..."

Song Jian pulled out the hem of the vest and pulled down the waistband of the trousers, revealing a faded cross scar. "With this, I will be able to find him. Qi Zhou asked me how to prove that I was a pick, and I was so patronizing that I showed him..."

Before Song Jian could finish speaking, Zhou Yun invaded him with his mental thread, invading his mental landscape, and Song Jian felt a burst of abdominal pain first.No, not the belly, but his scar.

Zhou Yun couldn't control his impulse, and the guide was born to appease the sentinel.

Feeling his sentinel going berserk, frail, sad, painful...all of these made him want to come in.

He landed silently in this small picture.He rebuilt it and everything was as it was.There are still low-level fortifications made of small tree branches on the sand, with a few tattered small bells tied to them.

Zhou Yun raised his legs, carefully stepped over the string of bells, and approached the small pointed tent.

In the tent, two people tore and fought into a ball.

"Give me the knife!" The boy shouted at Song Jian, who was still young that year.

"Brother, don't be afraid, just take one shot." Song Jian held a dagger and took off his pants. "She said that you need a woman when you grow up. I will cut that off. When I grow up, I will be a woman for you."

"Give me the knife!" The young man rushed forward, "You are fucking crazy! When the hell am I going to want a woman!"

Song Jian looked up. "She said, she said that men need women."

"I don't need it! Even if you become a woman, I don't need it! Are you still making trouble?" the young man asked ferociously.

Song Jian quickly shook his head.

"Do you dare to use the knife! Talk!" The boy was very angry.

"Don't dare, brother, can you stop looking for a woman?" Song Jian said.

The young man fell silent, and threw Song Jian down again like a wolf.He moved the knife and scratched Song Jian's abdomen, on the left side of the navel, just below.

Looking for brother, sacrificing places, thorns, scratches... Zhou Yun's breathing became short of breath, he should have left here immediately, but as soon as he closed his eyes, within half a second, cracks began to appear in Song Jian's mental image.

At first it was a small tent, but slowly, cross-shaped cracks climbed up every inch of the wall.

Different from the raging fire last time, this time there was a clear split, and even a clear cross appeared on the small branches.The carved marks started from the sandy surface under Zhou Yun's feet, covering, extending, and expanding one by one, uncontrollable, even the charcoal in the campfire did not escape, and a cross appeared.

Unlike sentries, guides have enhanced five senses, but they have developed an amazing ability to capture emotions.They are both receivers and regulators. Their powerful spiritual power is the weapon of the guides and also their Achilles' heel.Guides are destined to be sensitive and rich in emotions, and their emotional world will always be a manic ocean.

Zhou Yun's uncontrollable emotions were projected into Song Jian's picture. He should have left, but it was too late.

Too turbulent to pull away.

Song Jian's scar was so painful that it felt like it had been cut all over again.That year, he didn't know what he was fussing about, why he was crying when he was holding the knife, why he let that girl go, why he wanted to be a woman for his brother.

When he grew up, he figured out that it was out of jealousy and jealousy.He was jealous of what the women in the camp could do for him, including having children.

Now that Zhou Yun's emotions were projected in, it actually made a cross appear in his mental image.

Mental pictures are never deceptive.

Zhou Yun's mental thread immediately retreated, and they still maintained the posture of forehead touching.The gauze on his abdominal muscles was already red, he let go of Song Jian, and was about to withdraw.

"Don't move!" Song Jian looked at him incredulously, "Sir!"

But Zhou Yun let him go. "Number 10047B, you may leave now."

Song Jian, however, clutched the scar on his belly, took a step forward, carefully observed his shoulders and shoulder blades, and looked at his ears.

"Brother?" Song Jian called out once in a low voice.

Before Zhou Yun could reply, he pounced on him and hung on Zhou Yun's body. "elder brother!"

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