My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

"Don't let go! I'll try to pull you up!"

Fatty Wang held his friend tightly with both hands, and he only had two legs to push at the edge of the pit. As the two of them swayed, he also slowly slid down.

When his friend saw his expression, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

"We are still arguing at this time."

"What are you arguing about? It's just a joke."

"Don't move, let go of my hand, and find a way to climb up, otherwise we will both die here."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Fatty Wang was so angry that he wanted to slap him, but he couldn't do anything because he was holding someone with both hands. His heart was beating like a drum, and he subconsciously wanted to call Zhang Hao, but two seconds later he realized that Zhang Hao was no longer there. He didn't expect that he would subconsciously rely on him now.

"Let me go, or you will die!"

The friend tried to break free from the fat man's hand, but the fat man refused to let go. During the struggle, his body continued to slide down.

"If you move again, we'll both die here!"

His body fell down little by little, but Fatty Wang refused to let go.

"Fatty Wang, what are you doing!"

Hearing his friend's voice from behind, Fatty Wang turned around and shouted in surprise: "Come and help me, I'm about to fall!"

My friend came over quickly and looked down, and found that there was someone being pulled down there!
The two of them frantically tried to pull Fatty Wang up.

As soon as Fatty Wang got ashore, the first thing he did was to punch him hard.

"Are you sick? If you are sick, go get treatment instead of going crazy here! We may have quarreled, but you asked me to give up your life. Do you look down on me?"

The other party knew he was in the wrong and said nothing, but his eyes were a little red. It's ridiculous for a grown man to pretend to be cool.

Fatty Wang couldn't bear it, so he walked over and hugged him.

Another friend didn’t know what was going on between the two of them, but judging from the situation, it was definitely not a happy one.

"Alright, alright, that's enough for you two!"

After saying this, the man rubbed his nose and looked around curiously.

"Do you think this place smells weird?"

As soon as he reminded them, the other three also looked around, but they didn't see anything suspicious. The strange smell was getting stronger and stronger.

"I heard that the herdsmen on the grassland would place special herbs in the tombs, and the intruders would be poisoned as soon as they opened the mechanism."

What is a special agency?

Before they had time to think, they felt dizzy, lost control of their bodies, and fell to the ground.

Fatty Wang was dazed and felt as if he saw Zhang Hao.

It is said that people will see a revolving lantern before they die. Is this my revolving lantern?
"Old Han..."

Fatty Wang shouted in a daze.

That figure actually responded!
"Well, I'm here."

"Am I dead? Otherwise, how can I see you..."

The other party laughed and cursed: "Are you cursing me?"

After that, Fatty Wang no longer had the energy to argue and closed his eyes completely.

Zhang Hao looked at the unconscious Fatty Wang and sighed.

"You are such a worry..."

"Old Han, what's the situation?"

Hao Xie walked in slowly, holding on to the wall.

Not long ago, Zhang Hao caught Fatty Wang's breath, told Hao Xie, and then went to find Fatty Wang himself.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived, I saw Fatty Wang and his four friends lying on the ground, all unconscious.

Zhang Hao immediately realized that there was something dangerous here that made them unconscious, and quickly turned back to Hao Xie and said, "Don't look around, breathe slowly, I'll take these people out, you go back the same way and stay in my sight, do you understand?"

Now that Fatty Wang has been found, there is no need for Zhang Hao to stay any longer.

"What about you? How are you going to lead these four people?"

"Don't worry, just get out first."

Zhang Hao planned to temporarily take these people into his own space so that he could take them all out at once.

The system is like a loophole in this world. You must never let others know about it, even your good friends.

Seeing that Hao Xie still didn't believe it, Zhang Hao had no choice but to say helplessly: "Really, you believe me! I will go out to find you soon. Have you forgotten my strength?"

After he reminded him, Hao Xie remembered that he was now... an existence that could rival the Demon Lord.

My worries are indeed unnecessary.

Hao Xie lowered his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "Well, okay."

After Hao Xie left, Zhang Hao carried the four people into his own space, and at the same time he smelled the strange smell.

It seemed to be some kind of hallucinogenic drug... Zhang Hao felt his mind becoming fuzzy. In order to avoid any accidents here, he had to leave as soon as possible.

However, when Zhang Hao walked all the way outside the tomb, he saw Hao Xie tied up with ropes by local herdsmen, kneeling in front of the tomb.

When they saw him coming out, the herdsmen immediately pointed their homemade guns at him.

One person said in not very standard Mandarin: "Come here and kneel down! Apologize to our saint!"

It turns out that this is the tomb of the saint.

The tomb of a saint is usually not too old, only a few hundred years at most.

But the people on the grasslands and in the mountains all have faith.

Once their faith is destroyed, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhang Hao didn't want to conflict with the other party, so he slowly raised his hand.

"I have no hostility. We didn't touch anything inside. If you need to repair this place, we can pay for it. I'm sorry to disturb your saint."

But the other party did not seem to accept Zhang Hao's statement. Several people rushed up with weapons, ready to subdue him.

"Apologize!"

The man who could speak Mandarin stopped his impulsive companion and said to Zhang Hao in the same words: "Apologize to our Saint!"

Zhang Hao suddenly realized that what they cared more about might not be the fact that the saint was offended.

He turned around and knelt down in the direction of the tomb, sincerely apologized to the entrance of the cave, and finally bent down and kowtowed.

Respecting other people's beliefs is the most basic courtesy.

After seeing Zhang Hao's actions, Hao Xie stopped resisting and bent down and kowtowed obediently.

Although they only kowtowed once, it was obvious that after this action, the herdsmen's attitude towards them became much better.

The man who could speak Mandarin negotiated with Zhang Hao: "You destroyed this place, we need to rebuild it."

"I see. I'll pay for the repairs."

Zhang Hao put his hands behind his back, and two stacks of money appeared out of thin air in his hands.

I had placed this in the space before, in case of emergency. I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

If the other party feels that the money is not enough, then think of other ways.

However, the other party unexpectedly returned half of the money after checking the situation. "This is enough, we don't want more money from you."

"Except for the repairs, you can take the rest of the money. We really disturbed the Saint, and you have worked hard. This is your round-trip fare."

After much persuasion, the other party finally accepted the money, and their crisis was officially resolved.

As soon as Hao Xie got outside, the visibility became extremely poor. Zhang Hao could only pull Hao Xie while walking down the mountain with difficulty.

Finally returning to the car, Hao Xie quickly put on his sunglasses and felt a little better.

"I didn't expect them to be so easy to talk to..."

Hao Xie was breathing heavily, and the tense feeling of being reborn after death still lingered.

"The tomb of the saint is usually unique to a tribe. This tribe should have existed for a long time. Even though they have become modern herdsmen, their deep-seated beliefs have not changed. To them, the saint is like an eagle on the grassland, an existence that cannot be desecrated. They are angry not because we want to go in and steal things, but because we desecrated their saint."

Zhang Hao also secretly decided in his heart that after he returned and settled everything, he would send someone over to repair it and also donate some more things.

The saint is just a symbol of faith, but this symbol of faith supports so many herdsmen. Zhang Hao cannot let his friends' mistakes leave a permanent knot in their hearts.

After driving for two days, they finally returned to the inn.

This inn, which had been closed for many days, finally opened its doors again today. Nothing inside had changed, but it felt even more deserted than before.

Zhang Hao returned to the fat man’s bedroom and released them from the space.

They were still in a coma. When Zhang Hao saw Fatty Wang, he noticed that his brows seemed to be furrowed.

"You were awake a long time ago, weren't you?"

Not long after, Fatty Wang slowly opened his eyes, without a trace of sleepiness in them.

"Yes, I woke up a long time ago, but I think it's not good to wake up too early..."

Fatty Wang frowned even more tightly, his mind still recalling everything that had happened since he woke up.

When he was in the tomb, he knew that it was Zhang Hao who came to find him. Later, he was amazed by everything he saw...

He found himself floating in mid-air. Yes, he was floating, and everything around him was white.

But there were many things floating in the air, including swords, Bagua plates, talisman paper, and some small boxes of strange shapes. Fatty Wang knew that these things were Zhang Hao's treasures.

Most importantly, he and several other friends were floating in the air.

They all had their eyes closed and were still wearing the clothes they were in when they were taken down to the tomb.

Fatty Wang didn't know where this place was, but he knew that this was Zhang Hao's territory.

Now that Zhang Hao is here, I will be safe.

Fatty Wang wanted to continue pretending to be asleep, but the impact of everything around him made it impossible for him to fall asleep peacefully. In the end, he could only close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

It wasn't until he was put on the bed that Fatty Wang felt relieved by the familiar touch and smell.

"If you have any questions, just ask. I will answer you..."

Zhang Hao knew that he had let down these friends, so he lowered his head and waited quietly for their accusations.

However, Fatty Wang stood up, walked up to him silently and said, "Can I punch you?"

"what? What?"

Zhang Hao blinked in confusion.

The next moment, Fatty Wang punched him on the shoulder!
boom--!
A dull sound.

If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be extremely painful, but Zhang Hao is now different from ordinary people, so he doesn't feel the pain.

After the fight, Fatty Wang smiled and shook his hands: "You are too weak, and my hands hurt from beating you. I'm going downstairs to cook. We are even now, and no one should mention what happened before."

Zhang Hao's eyes flickered.

Fatty Wang has always been like this, always caring about other people's feelings... He has something in his heart, but he never says it out loud.

I don't think I've ever heard him complain.

The other three men were sleeping on the floor of Fatty Wang's room. They were all grown men with thick skin and strong muscles, so they didn't need any special care.

At night, they woke up, had a meal in the inn, and then left quietly.

None of them greeted Zhang Hao. Perhaps they still had some prejudice against him, but they still respected Fatty Wang's choice.

Early the next morning, Zhang Hao found that Hao Xie was not in the inn, so he called him.

"Where are you?"

"I'm in the hospital. My eyes seem to be injured, so I came to get checked out."

"If I had known, I would have asked you to wear sunglasses when we entered the snowy mountains. How is the situation?"

"It's nothing serious. I'll be fine after two days of rest. I'll be back in the afternoon. I'm hanging up first. The hospital signal is not good."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Hao Xie looked at the inspection notice in his hand with an extremely gloomy expression.

The words "intracranial tumor" made his eyes hurt more than when he was in the snowy mountains.

He knew what a tumor meant, and it was in his brain.

I'm just afraid...

"Sir, it's your turn."

The nurse poked her head out of the director's office and invited him in softly.

Hao Xie nodded, stood up, and was about to walk into the office, but his legs and feet felt a little weak.

The nurse seemed to be used to this kind of scene. She came over calmly and held his arm: "Do you want to call your family to come over?"

"No, thank you."

I walked into the office and handed the CT film to the director. The director put it under the light and looked at it, his expression became extremely serious.

The director looked at him for a few seconds and then let out a long sigh.

Hao Xie understood what this expression and tone meant.

——It’s such a pity that he died so young.

"Do you want to call your family? Or should I analyze the condition with you first?"

"No need, just tell me directly."

"Your intracranial tumor is about three centimeters in diameter and is located in the brain stem, so the surgery is extremely difficult. Even if the surgery is successful, the survival rate is very low, not to mention the risks involved during the surgery..."

The doctor had tried his best to put it as tactfully as possible, but Hao Xie was no fool; he knew the meaning behind his words.

——It means that you don’t have much time left and there is no need for treatment at all.

Hao Xie reached out and scratched his head. He felt his heartbeat speeding up and blood rushing to his brain. Perhaps because of the tumor, he felt a little dizzy.

"Doctor...if I receive conservative treatment, how long can I live?"

"If you choose conservative treatment, you have to take painkillers all the time, which will put a great burden on your internal organs. In this case... you can probably live for about three months. If you take good care of yourself, you may live for half a year."

Three months...

Hao Xie closed his eyes tightly, and his fingers on the table trembled slightly.

Only three months... He had just turned thirty and he was diagnosed with cancer? Life seemed to have sentenced him to death, with only about three months left...

He is not afraid of death, but he does not want to die in this way. (End of this chapter)