Madmen don't keep diaries

Chapter 118 Chapter 117 Settlement
At this time, Mike finally came to his senses.

He was so frightened just now that he saw so many lost people as a swarm of insects that he had no time to think about anything and just ran for his life.

But now I calmed down and thought about it carefully - I clearly only heard footsteps, but did not hear the sound of the lost person reciting prayers at all.

He couldn't help but look at Feng Xiuhu.

But Feng Xiuhu looked calm, as if he knew nothing.

The chariot did not stop, and no one knew where it was heading.

Mike swallowed and looked around: "They said that as long as we break through, we can see the exit, but where is the exit?"

Feng Xiuhu asked him, "Are you in a hurry to get out?"

Mike was stunned: "What else?"

Feng Xiuhu said, "I'm not in a hurry."

Mike asked again: "Where are you going?"

Feng Xiuhu grinned and said, "Go find someone to settle the score."

Mike reacted immediately and exclaimed, "You want to find Paul? That's impossible!"

Feng Xiuhu asked doubtfully, "Why not?"

Mike replied, "You won't be able to meet anyone else here. Everyone can only break through on their own..."

As he was speaking, he fell silent - didn't Feng Xiuhu find him?
Feng Xiuhu nodded and said seriously: "You are right, but the fog will guide me."

This sentence is always on the lips of the believers of the Church of the Mist. Mike always thought it was just a sentence used to comfort himself, but for Feng Xiuhu, it seemed to have become a fact.

Because he saw with his own eyes a sign made of fog appear on the side of the road, with a clear message written on it - "Paul is just ahead."

Feng Xiuhu said to him, "I didn't lie to you."

Mike: “…”

The chariot's speed gradually slowed down.

Feng Xiuhu said, "I saw him."

Mike looked ahead, but saw only thick fog.

Feng Xiuhu breathed a sigh of relief: "He's not much better than you."

"The chariot is too fast. We need to change it."

After Feng Xiuhu finished speaking, the chariot under the two men's feet turned into mist and dissipated, and Mike fell to the ground with a thud.

He looked up and found that Feng Xiuhu had changed his vehicle again - he was riding a bicycle, holding the handlebars with one foot on the ground.

Due to the terrain, Fancheng has many steep slopes, so bicycles are not common, but they can still be seen frequently in the upper town area.

Feng Xiuhu kicked the ground and tried to leave, but Mike quickly got up and grabbed him: "What should I do?"

Feng Xiuhu almost forgot about Mike again.

He pointed behind him: "Sit behind me."

As the words fell, fog gathered behind the bicycle, and in a moment it grew a little longer, with an extra seat and a pair of pedals.

Mike was a little embarrassed: "I've never ridden an iron donkey before. I'm afraid I'll fall."

Feng Xiuhu thought about it and looked at the rear wheel again.

I saw fog appearing on both sides of the rear wheels again, and when it disappeared, a pair of small training wheels appeared.

Mike carefully sat on top: "Then ride slowly, I'm scared."

Feng Xiuhu was getting impatient: "I'll hold the front of the car, you just keep pedaling as hard as you can."

Mike couldn't bring himself to make any further comments, so he said, "Okay!"

He gritted his teeth and kicked down.

The bicycle flew out.

After a while, Feng Xiuhu was heard shouting, "Slow down! Look who that is!"

He shouted and rang the bell frantically.

Mike looked up and saw a lost person in the fog ahead chasing a blurry figure.

Amidst the emotionless chanting, a frantic voice sang a prayer.

The figure was unclear, but the voice was unmistakable—it was Paul.

“I actually found it!”

Mike exclaimed.

Feng Xiuhu pedaled several times to catch up.

"Ring, ring, ring - ring, ring -"

While running away, Paul heard a bicycle bell. He looked back in panic and saw a bicycle rushing towards him. The person pedaling wildly in front of the bicycle was Feng Xiuhu!
His grinning face quickly came into view.

"Mr. Lu! I'm here to give you a gift—"

The bicycle whizzed past and disappeared into the mist ahead. Feng Xiuhu's voice drifted out of the mist: "Passed! Passed!"

Paul rubbed his eyes. The scene just now didn't seem real enough and he suspected he was hallucinating.

The lost people behind him were chasing him closely, so he didn't dare to stop and continued to run and recite prayers.

At least Mike didn't lie. It was indeed his first time riding a bicycle and he had no experience. Feng Xiuhu told him to pedal as hard as he could, and he just pedaled as hard as he could.

"You should slow down when you need to. I haven't even finished my sentence yet. How embarrassing are you making me feel?"

Feng Xiuhu blamed him.

It was indeed Mike's fault, he lowered his head in shame.

The bicycle circled in the fog and then came back.

Paul hadn't run far when he heard the car bell ringing behind him again.

This time he was prepared and didn't even look back - if it was an illusion, don't worry about it. If it wasn't an illusion, it would be even better, as it would be nice to have someone to accompany him in this vast fog.

He didn't consider at all whether he and Feng Xiuhu were at odds. After all, in the foggy land, everyone was trying to get out. Anyone with a normal mind would know that it was wise to put aside the gap and join forces.

Paul was thinking happily when he was suddenly slapped on the back of his head: "Are you fucking deaf?"

Paul turned around in surprise and met Feng Xiuhu's staring gaze.

This feels incredibly real.

Paul subconsciously touched the back of his head: "You..."

Feng Xiuhu kicked him down: "What are you talking about!"

Paul rolled on the ground, climbed up using his hands and feet, and chased after him: "Give me a ride! Give me a ride!"

Feng Xiuhu laughed heartily and turned back to shout at him, "It's full! Pull Mike down and I'll take you!"

Mike was shocked after hearing this and immediately stood up and kicked hard.

The bicycle rushed out again.

The sudden acceleration almost caused Feng Xiuhu to fall.

He complained to Mike again: "I was just teasing him, why are you taking it so seriously?"

Mike put on a smile, but he didn't believe it in his heart - it's not that he was serious, but Feng Xiuhu always played by his own rules, so who knows if he would really do that?
After a short while, the bicycle came back again.

Paul was more experienced this time. When he heard the car bell approaching, he was prepared. He jumped at the perfect time and rushed straight towards Mike.

But Feng Xiuhu was also prepared. He predicted Paul's movements and kicked him first, knocking Paul to the ground again.

Paul was anxious and angry. He got up and chased after him, cursing, "Feng Xiuhu, you waited for me to get out! If I don't kill your whole family, I won't be named—"

Before he could finish his words, Feng Xiuhu suddenly threw a thick hemp rope in front of Paul.

Feng Xiuhu shouted, "Don't be afraid, I'll take you there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the hemp rope wrapped itself around Paul's waist.

Before Paul could react, he was dragged away.

For a moment, Paul couldn't tell whether Feng Xiuhu was telling the truth or not.

He was dragged to the ground and tried several times to get up but failed.

Fortunately, there was nothing else in the foggy area and the road was flat, so we didn't have to stumble or suffer.

"Slow down! Let me stand up first!"

Paul raised his head and shouted at the bicycle in front of him.

Feng Xiuhu shouted back, "Everyone, be careful!"

Paul was puzzled when he suddenly saw a bicycle jump onto a slope and fly up, and he also flew up with it.

Bang!
As the bicycle fell to the ground, Paul also hit a nail board full of steel nails.

There was thunderous cheering in his ears, but Paul, with bloodshot eyes on his back, was in so much pain that he couldn't open his eyes.

"Go through the fire ring!"

As Feng Xiuhu shouted, the bicycle jumped up again, and Paul hit the fire ring head-on, burning him so much that he screamed in pain.

Paul hurriedly pushed away the fire ring hanging on his body and opened his eyes to see that the flames on the circle were savage and fierce, but it was clearly formed by the fog.

Looking at the shadowy figures in the thick fog around, it seemed as if there were countless spectators sitting in the huge stands cheering.

"Ow—"

A beast roar was heard.

Feng Xiuhu in front shouted again, "Looks like we've arrived at the circus!"

Several ferocious lions rushed out of the cage and pounced on Paul with roars.

PS: Mr. Feng is really kindhearted. Even in this situation, he still remembers to invite Paul to see the circus.

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(End of this chapter)