One Pillow Huaxu

Zhang Qiling realized the abnormality the moment he opened his eyes.

He was standing on the edge of a cliff.The sky light is very dazzling, piercing through the invisible sky, and then pouring down from the dome.There is a mountain wind whistling around, passing over the rocks and weeds recklessly, rolling up a little snow, and finally disappearing at the end of the open wasteland.

It only took Zhang Qiling a second to get out of his original state.His habits and years of experience made him quickly enter a state of alertness.

He quickly confirmed that his mind was still clear, grasped the control of his body, and moved his eyes to one side at the same time.

There's a dead body there.

The man, wearing a Tibetan robe, fell from the top of the mountain and his neck was broken.Zhang Qiling squatted down and turned the man over. He had an ordinary face. He was less than thirty, and his face was tanned and rough by the strong ultraviolet rays of the plateau.He put his arms around the man's neck, and the cold touch made him reaffirm the authenticity of the environment he was in.

The body was completely cold, and the neck was broken when it rolled down the cliff later.But that wasn't the real cause of death for the man.

Zhang Qiling looked at a fatal wound on his neck, the location of the knife was accurate, and it was crisp and neat, it could be seen that he was a veteran.Looking up again, this time he found something else.

This man is wearing a human skin mask.

To him this was not surprising.He has experienced too many similar situations.

But at this moment, looking at this scene, he suddenly froze for a moment.

He hadn't seen what happened in front of him, but it was suddenly connected with some memories.These things were deeply embedded in his memory through other people's dictation, which made him have a guess at this moment.

But the point of contradiction is that he knows that this conjecture cannot happen.

There is a certain discrepancy between the current scene and his memory. This memory comes from dictation, and many details cannot be known.It's just that everything at the moment is really incredible, including why he appeared here.

So even if no one knew the direction of fate better than him, the coincidence that appeared at this time made him close his eyes, and calmly reached out and took off the mask on the corpse's face.

Under the mask was an unfamiliar face, Zhang Qiling breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw this face.

not him.

At the same time as reaching this conclusion, Zhang Qiling's thinking and actions also became decisive.He quickly inspected the corpse from head to toe.

The face under the mask is still about 30 years old, without any characteristics that can be remembered, but the skin under the mask shows that this is not a person who has lived on the plateau for a long time.

Zhang Qiling soon discovered that this person's clothes were just a cover, and inside the Tibetan robe was an outdoor jacket.The man disguised himself as a local Tibetan.

There is a weapon hidden in the waist of the corpse, but judging from the joints and calluses of this person, he cannot be called a master. On the contrary, this person may only be engaged in some logistical work.

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, he raised the corpse's arm, and there was a satellite positioning watch on it, and the time was scrolling on the electronic screen.He looked at the time and realized that this scene was no coincidence.

This does have some connection with his memory.

There is also a coordinate marked on the watch, which is very close to Zhang Qiling's current location.He stood up suddenly, and picked up the equipment that the man had left behind one by one.

The backpack was full, and he was familiar with the equipment in it. In previous years, these were life-saving things.It's just that there are far more types than they usually carry.

Looking at these things, Zhang Qiling now has a conclusion.

When the fat man narrated this incident to him back then, he spoke very briefly, only telling the general situation, how to arrange it, and the subsequent results.It was probably because Fatty was in far away Beijing at that time, so he couldn't know exactly what happened, or maybe he subconsciously wanted to weaken the tragic level of that scene.

This conclusion explained the status quo, and at the same time added some details from his memory.

But there is one thing that is different from the plan of the year.

The man died and the plan was interrupted.

Looking at the fatal wound now, Zhang Qiling found that the method of the attacker was unusual.The other party has a stereotyped habit that has been formed for a long time, which makes him feel familiar.

He recalled the people he had fought against, or a certain group he had contacted with, and made a judgment, and at the same time knew what to do next, and also understood why this situation happened now.Some experiences last year made Bronze Gate have some influence on him.At that time, he did not enter the bronze door alone, so the influence may not only be on him.

This is an indescribable situation, as if it sent him back to a certain point in the past.

Now the key executor is dead, and all plans are broken in this link.But in Fatty's description, the plan didn't fail.

It's no accident that he's here.This link needs him to advance, and he must also complete this link.Even if he was not involved in the original plan.

Zhang Qiling began to shrink his bones, his movements were very quick, he folded his fingers in in a blink of an eye, and at the same time changed his height to the same height as that person.He took off the corpse's clothes without hesitation, put on the assault jacket and Tibetan robe, put on the human skin mask, and finally carried all the equipment on his back.

He looked at the satellite watch, and there was a fixed time point on it.He knows that this time is not accurate, and the coordinates may only be an approximate range.

Without hesitation, he jumped directly from the cliff. The slope was not very steep, but it was tens of meters high.Without changing his face, he quickly slid across the gentle slope below covered in a large piece of gravel and dust, rolled on the spot to reduce the momentum, and at the same time stood up on the ground, his muscles tensed instantly, and quickly ran in the direction of the coordinates go.

Zhang Qiling's running movements were not sloppy at all, like an agile black panther.The air on the plateau is very thin, but he quickly adjusted his breathing rate, and he still maintained steady breathing during such high-intensity exercise.

Years of experience in extreme environments allowed him to walk freely at the bottom of the gravel-filled valley. Even after living in Yucun for a long time, his body's memory was restored the moment he jumped off the cliff.

Zhang Qiling ran, listening to his breathing.His breathing was very soft, but this time he heard something else.That was the sound of my own heartbeat.

It seemed that due to exercise, the heartbeat was much faster than usual, but he knew that was not the main reason.

He picked up speed.The exhaled white steam was quickly dispersed by the cold air, and the oncoming mountain wind rolled fine snowflakes, blurring the vision in an instant.

Zhang Qiling looked at the sky, the light was still falling, dazzling everything around.

He ran against the sky, from the depths of the snow-capped mountains to the mortal world.