Chapter 92：

When Sheng Qiao came over, Horch took her up from the ground and drove for 20 minutes. It took a lot of time to go. .

When I was in the car, I only felt uncomfortable, but when I got off the bus, I was surrounded by green trees and grass, and the wildflowers swayed by the wind on the roadside. Looking at the city from a distance, the scenery is still worth a visit.

Horch and Ding Jian said: "There will be some motion sickness medicine on the body."

Ding Jane nodded, shrinking behind, keeping them at a distance of five meters, trying to make the wattage of this light bulb lower.

The feeling of uncomfortable motion sickness was all scattered, Sheng Qiao resumed alive and kicking, after all, with the love beans to climb the scenery to see the scene, the millennium is difficult to meet once, have to cherish.

She asked him: "Hoch, are you tired? Are you hungry? There are snacks in Ding."

Horch took her back from the side of the road and said, "Go inside, the last two days are raining, the edges are not safe."

She then walked in the middle of the road, her fingertips swaying a wild daisy that was just picked, and it was more brisk than the wind that hit the treetops.

The sun gradually sank, and from the mountain, a red sun reflected the green hills and trees, and the clouds were burning red. Sheng Qiao remembered a rumor that he had heard before. Those who have enjoyed the sunset with you, and who have waited for the sunrise, are the ones who have been destined to live forever.

Her heartbeat was a little bit fast, and she sneaked her head to see the people around her.

Then she saw Ding Jian at the back of the slope.

Oh.

The legends are all fake.

After walking forty minutes, I finally met the people sent by the director to meet them. The camp has been set up, and a dozen tents are enclosed in a circle. The fire is built inside, and the pots are all cooked.

The reporter greeted them far away: "eat cauldron noodles at night."

In some tourist areas, there are hotels in the mountains where people can borrow, but in order to highlight the authenticity of the deep mountain environment, the director chose a hill that has not been developed. The top of the mountain is a famous camping site nearby. Many wild fans like to come to camp on this mountain. The director group chose a mountainside location, just right.

After dinner, I started to shoot the first night show.

It is not easy to enter the mountain once. Basically, all the scenes in the script are taken.

The first was that Sheng Qiao brought people to the mountain and found the bones where the victim was buried. The group performance was changed to the police uniform, Sheng Qiao put on the holster, and the scoreboard slammed down.

She held the gun in one hand and held the gun in one hand. She confessed to the brothers around me: "There is a little faster movement, and more shovel everywhere."

The night was filled with light, the flashlights were not worn, the light beams were shaking around, the night winds whimpered, and soon I heard someone shouting: "Nie team! Here are discoveries!"

Sheng Qiao walked over. Two days ago, under the soil that was washed by the rain, a pair of muddy legs were exposed. One foot was wearing shoes and one foot was shining. The bare foot had begun to rot.

She whispered: "Digging."

Everyone shoveled down, and soon the whole body was dug out. The upper part was covered with a burlap bag. She wore gloves and waited for the forensic doctor to take it off and remove the burlap bag a little.

Muddy water is intertwined with black hair, Sheng Qiao frowns, the forensic doctor said: "The degree of rot is too high, to bring back to do a DnA check to confirm identity."

She nodded and stood up.

The director said: "Oh, too."

The cold and calm that belonged to Nie Ting was gone, she turned and ran, and a flying rushed down to Ding Jane. "Scared me, the body made by the props group is too realistic."

Ding Jian smiled and patted her hand and comforted: "You have a talisman, not afraid."

Then I added two more dramas, and the mountain was tired. The director announced that he would finish the work and let everyone rest early.

They are all single tents, and they don’t have to worry about men and women. I don’t know if they are intentional or unintentional. Sheng Qiao and Horch’s tents are together. She squatted in front of the tent to remove makeup and wash her face. Everyone was busy, and Ding Jian had already laid a sleeping bag and prepared to rest.

Sheng Qiao actually wants to call her to sleep with her. She was scared by the corpse of the prop group. This is in the mountains, and there are already many horror pictures in my mind that scare myself. But seeing her look tired, she was worried that she would disturb her rest and had to give up.

After washing, she slowly plunged into the tent, sat on the air cushion and looked left and right, and poked the tent's thickness. The sound of the zipper gradually sounded, and everyone pulled the tent to sleep.

At the door, a shadow cast, and Horch leaned over and held a thin rope in his hand.

He whispered, "Give me your hand."

Sheng Qiao didn't know what he was going to do, or he was obedient.

He gently tied the rope to her wrist and won't let her fall off.

Sheng Qiao whispered: "Hoch, what is this?"

He smashed the rope and her wrists shook: "When you are scared, pull the rope like this, I am next to it, don't be afraid."

Sheng Qiaoyu stared at another rope in his hand, and he did not expect that he would do this with a rope.

I don't know why, my heart suddenly stunned, like a hand holding a heart gently, no pain, but it is groaning, strange feelings spread along the limbs, like a touch of electricity.

He took a picture on her head: "Sleep, good night."

He helped her pull the tent up and left a small hole for the rope to pass before she walked back to her tent. After lying down, tie the other end to your wrist.

The lamp of the camp was darkened, and soon there was only a safety light in the middle of the camp.

At first there was still a voice, and later I could only hear the wind.

He faced her direction, and after a while, the wrist moved a little. Like temptation, he still hesitated, and disappeared only once. He smiled silently, twitching the rope and responding to her.

Sheng Qiao shrunk in his sleeping bag, looking down at the wrist that was pulled by the rope, raising his hand and rubbing his eyes.

There was no dream overnight, and the camp was bustling again the next morning. When Sheng Joe got out of his sleeping bag, the rope didn't know when it had been received in the tent. She untied the rope of her wrist and wrapped the rope around her.

All day long, I was playing in the mountains.

In order to rescue the hostages, Nie was tied to the mountain by the kidnappers. The kidnappers had guns and knives and could not act rashly. She could only find a way to keep the marks for her companions and find opportunities to flee. In order to express the suffering of Nie Ting, the director told Yang to climb back and forth seven or eight times in the mud pit, and in the last ear canal is mud.

It’s hard to pass, Ding Jane quickly took the cotton swab to help her clean her ears, and the next one was the scene in which she shot down from the slope.

Fortunately, she only needs to pour, and the series of actions of "rolling" is done by the substitute.

After the "rolling" was over, the prop group had already helped her to deal with the gunshot wound in the abdomen. She lay down on the ground, and Horch was also covered in mud, kneeling beside her.

The director shouted: "Prepare! Action!"

Horch rushed over and wanted to hug her, but she was covered in blood. She didn't know where the injury was. He was shaking both hands, his arms were ringing from behind her neck, and Xu Da, who had always been comfortable with emotions, was blood red. With a blind eye, the sound is at a loss.

"Nie Ti, Nie Dang..."

She opened her eyes slightly, and never smiled at him. At this moment, she smiled softly and asked him softly: "Xu Lusheng, how are you here? You interfere with the police to handle the case..."

She bite the blood bag in her mouth, her throat is blocked, and a blood spurts out.

His fingers trembled sharply, his phalanx was white, and he wiped the blood of her mouth in a panic. "Don't talk, don't talk..." Take off his coat and want to tear open the wound that blocked her belly. How can it tear? If he doesn't open, he is **** red, like crazy, biting with his teeth.

With a slap, the fabric torn, he smashed the fabric into a ball and pressed it on her wound, soaking it quickly. He pressed his hand, full of blood, hoarse and cried: "Don't... Nie, don't..."

Except for a few simple syllables, he can't speak.

The entire crew was silent.

Ding Jian looked at the side and cried.

After a long time, the director shouted: "Oh, let's go, prepare for the next one."

Sheng Qiao sat up from the ground, and Horch was still squatting.

She gently touched his hand and whispered to her head: "Hoch?"

For a long while, he slowly lifted his head and landed on her blood-stained face. The voice was still as hoarse as in the play: "Jojo."

"I am." She knew that he was in the play, and the feelings had not yet been pulled out, so sad and desperate eyes, she was so sad. She held his hand, and the warmth of the force was closely attached through the palm of her hand. She whispered, "Hoch, I am."

He was rushing to a huge wave, surrounded by staff. He wanted to hug her. He could only hold her hand and crush the turbulent emotions in his heart.

The force is too big, and it hurts her. But she didn't say a word, just worried and looked at him gently.

Both the little egg and Ding Jane ran over. He hanged down and slowly released his hand. He did not start to go back to the tent to rest.

Ding Jian helped her to go back and **** her nose: "It’s so good, it’s so touching.”

Sheng Qiao looked at the tent that had been pulled up and sighed softly.

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Three days later, the scenes in the mountains were finally finished, and the camp was cleared, and the car sent them down the mountain. Yesterday, Fang Bai had already sent a motion sickness medicine. Sheng Joe took the medicine before getting on the bus and fell asleep at the foot of the mountain.

The play on the mountain was too hard. The director gave them a half-day holiday, let them rest well and go to the studio tomorrow.

Sheng Qiao is really tired, and after taking a shower, he doesn't want to move. Brushed the microblogging, strolled around the super words, hit the falling list, saw the photo video in the super-talk, the mind kept on the day in the mountains, Horch was full of blood holding her picture .

She got up and took the rope out of the bag.

It was taken by Horch from the props. Three nights in the tent sleeping in the mountains, she was tied to her wrist every night. No matter when she pulls a pull, she will receive his response.

Heaven and man fight in the brain.

She stood for a while and sat for a while, lying for a while, tangled for an hour, couldn't help but pick up the phone and sent a message to Zhong Shen:

"I suspect that Horch likes me."

Five minutes later, I received a reply from Zhong Shen:

"Be your daydream."

Sheng Qiao:............

A depressed face lay back on the bed.

Oh, it’s not black, she started dreaming.