Is the Scum Worthy of Whitewashing?

kill?

This is not like Xu Shirong's style.

"Why does he use his own hands?" Song Mingchu sneered, "Xu Shirong felt my sister's mind clearly, and then during an expedition out, he deliberately ventured into danger and attracted my sister to save her life, but she died tragically in a foreign creature. Under the minions."

"Then it didn't take long for me to hook up with my cousin, talk smartly, and become the son-in-law of the leader of the base."

Xu Du was silent for a long while: "Then do you want revenge?"

The answer is of course yes.

But this matter was not so easy to handle. Song Mingchu had no evidence, and he was He Yimin's nephew, and his awkward identity was there.

"For such a person, do you think that killing him is the best way?" Song Mingchu smiled coldly, "I have been collecting evidence that can prove his crimes, but unfortunately he can't show anything at all--but I don't believe him. If he can maintain this false face forever, one day he will show his true face."

"You said so much, are you afraid that I will tell Xu Shirong?" Xu Du asked.

"Will you?" Song Mingchu asked after a moment of silence.

"It's hard to tell."

"But I don't think you won't." Song Mingchu looked at Xu Du, "Intuition tells me that you are a trustworthy person...Of course, even if you really talked to Xu Shirong, that's nothing. My hostility to him, It couldn't be more obvious, even if no one told him, he knew it very well in his heart."

Xu Du smiled slightly: "You actually think I'm trustworthy? It's really rare. This is the first time I have heard such an evaluation."

They talked and walked, and unconsciously, they came to the edge of a waterfall.

"This view is pretty good," Xu Du admired as he looked at the scenery in front of him.

The waterfall is surrounded by lush greenery, with lush trees surrounding it, and there are dots of wild flowers and weeds below. Unlike the weird styles of other places, this place gives people a natural and gentle feeling.

It's like breaking away from the control of time and opening up a piece of blessed land alone.

If only looking at this place, no one would have imagined that this is a barren, depressed, and foreign body in the last days.

At the beginning of Song Ming Dynasty, staying in place, Xu Du was surprised: "What's wrong? Is this scene so incredible?"

It may be rare in the last days, but if it is placed in other worlds, it is an ordinary natural scenery.

"This, here..." He murmured, "This is no longer an incredible problem, this—it's a miracle."

His eyes were mixed with shock and emotion: "I have only seen this kind of depiction in books. It is a very old book that records the environment and scenery of that era. The blue sky and green vegetation can be seen everywhere in the world. It's a colorful and warm color, rather than being shrouded in gloomy haze like it is now."

"It is said that this kind of scenery was everywhere at the time, but unfortunately it can only be found in ancient records... and it is the first time to see it with my own eyes and feel it like this."

These can only be found in ancient books?

Xu Du's heart gave birth to a feeling of ridicule. The normal landscape that he used to see in other worlds has become a memory that must be traced back from old books?

"But here, it's still a bit weird." After a moment of silence, Song Mingchu looked at Xu Du, "Don't you think? Compared with the jungle we passed through not long ago, this place has a strong sense of violation."

"Is there?" Xu Du couldn't comment.

"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon." Song Mingchu looked at the waterfall thoughtfully.

The silver-white water curtain flew straight down, to the bottom of the invisible valley, splashes of water, and ice-cold mist on the top.

Song Mingchu tied the sling to the protective suit, and threw the other end to Xu Du: "I will go down and take a look, you help me look at the rope, then use the communication device to communicate-if I want to go up, you start the device and pull me return."

This is a specially made climbing rope, tough and strong, specially used for the exploration of steep places such as mountains. In addition to the rope, there is also an instrument connected to a telescopic rope, which is similar to a pulley structure. As long as the handle on the wheel is turned, even a child can retract the rope without much effort.

Song Mingchu put on climbing gloves and slowly slid down the rope.

Xu Du watched him slowly disappear under the mist. It took a long time for the communicator to hear a "didi" signal.

"How about below?"

"Weird, very weird." Song Mingchu's voice came from the other end, "Below is supposed to be the flow of valleys and waterfalls, but... there is nothing, only the weird and deadly plants, and a few rotten bones. ...Like a different creature."

"So what's the matter with the waterfall above? It's almost...like something emerging out of nothing."

Although he can't see his face, he can almost imagine it by his voice alone. At this time, Song Mingchu's face must be filled with astonishment and confusion.

It's no wonder that anyone who sees this scene can't be surprised, because there is no explanation at all.

"You come up first." Xu Du said into the intercom, "Come up first, then speak slowly."

There was an agreement in the intercom, and then Xu Du heard the rustling sound of the rope.

This tiny communication device can be hung on the ear. Xu Du hung up the intercom and started turning the handle with his free hand.

The rope slowly shortened, and after a while, a small black spot appeared in the mist, it was Song Mingchu who was climbing upwards.

"It's a wicked door, obviously the touch of this water is quite real." His voice came along the intercom amidst the sound of crashing water, "How come there is no more down there?"

"I'll know one day, and it's useless to think about it now." Xu Du said, "By the way, how deep is it about below?"

"It's quite deep. It took me a long time to go down-at least two kilometers. Feelings are still a cliff? But when I came, I didn't see any mountains here..."

Xu Du silently, after a while, suddenly said: "Do you believe me?"

"……what?"

Xu Du repeated it again, Song Mingchu laughed out loud: "Why do you suddenly ask? Is your brain broken?"

"..." Xu Du sighed, "Forget it, it doesn't make much sense to ask this now...Anyway, I am sorry for you."

"Hello? What do you mean? You make it clear!"

"Hey! Hey——Xu Du——"

Xu Du ignored him, but took out a dagger from his pocket.

The climbing rope is made of a special material and is very strong. I am afraid that ordinary knives will continue to be used. So Xu Du took out a bottle of reagent from his bag, sprayed a little on the blade, and then waved it towards the rope.

This is a strong acid. It carbonized and turned black soon after touching the rope. The blade was then lightly scratched, and it broke with a "click".

"Xu Du, you—"

Song Mingchu's shout came from the intercom, almost piercing Xu Du's eardrum.

But it quickly fell silent, except for a little mechanical noise, there was no other movement.

Xu Du looked at the mist surging below, there was no longer Song Mingchu's figure.

He picked up the intercom and contacted Xu Shirong's signal.

"The task has been completed."

"Oh? Really?" Xu Shirong's gentle voice came over, "So fast?"

"Did you not see it?" Xu Du smiled, "But someone installed a miniature camera on my neckline, and it still transmits signals immediately... Didn't dad receive the video? We are father and son, at least. It's also connected."

There was silence on the other side of the intercom.

But soon, Xu Shirong's laughter came over, still in the kind of gentle and shallow voice, but he could hear the cruelty and the cold pleasure implied here.

"Yes, I saw it all-you did a great job, Xu Du.",