As soon as Ryazan’s feet hit the ground, he patted the soil and said with a smile, "Rest assured that the tree is not dangerous, but it’s just that the fruit of this tree is a bit strange."
"fruit?" I wondered, "What did you say?"
Liang Zan pointed to the scattered heads on the ground and said, "Of course, these are the things."
Several of us were stunned and I hurriedly asked, "You mean these heads grew from this tree?"
Liang Zan nodded with a smile. "I just got a fright. It should be this."
I talk to Ryazan Kung Fu Chen Bing, and those people can’t wait to see if the heads of trees and fruits can bear heads. Is this ginseng fruit? But on second thought, it’s not right for these people to have everything, even a lot of thick black hair, which looks like a demon tree.
While I was hesitating, I suddenly saw that Chen Bing and his men had unconsciously started a cold war. Hong Yi shivered and said, "God, God, what the hell is going on?"
I didn’t go forward to see what had happened, and before I could ask questions, I heard Chen Bing’s cold and dignified voice say, "This … these heads are one person."
What? I said to myself, how could such a thing happen? I didn’t specifically check how many heads there are, but at first glance, there are seven heads. How can these heads be all one person? Even if these heads are the result of trees, they can’t be a person’s appearance. There is a saying that the world is not completely the same. Two leaves are all five senses and one head?
So I squatted down to look at those heads, and I thought they were just talking nonsense. Where is this? What is a human head? There are little girls in childhood, young girls in youth, middle-aged women and elderly women with half feet in coffins …
….. Wait! I suddenly found the problem. Although these heads are not very similar in appearance, they are indeed a person. It is the process of a person changing from a child to an old man. Although there are some changes in appearance, it can be clearly seen in the process of growth that this is indeed a person’s growth history.
At this time, Chen Bing asked Liang Zan, "How many such heads are there in this canopy?"
Liang Zan laughed. "Well, I can’t count them. Anyway, there are quite a few. I picked a few representative ones."
Chen Bing looked at the ground head Liang Zan doubtfully and said, "If you don’t believe it, you can go and see for yourself. Your skill is not bad, right?"
Chen Bing waved his hand and said, "That’s not necessary." Soon he turned to Yuan Laotou and asked politely, "Do you know this kind of tree, Yuan Ye?"
At this time, the old man Yuan has got up and looked up at the dense canopy. His mouth kept making a tut-tut, which seems to be a little excited and said, "I didn’t expect the old man to see the face tree."
Chen Bing said, "Yuan Ye, please tell us about this tree. It shouldn’t be dangerous."
When Yuan Laoren saw someone asking him a question, he cried and twisted up his fine print. Hu said, "The tree must be a demon tree. This has nothing to say, but Captain Chen, you can rest assured that there is no danger in this tree, and resentment is extremely heavy."
"How do you say?" Chen Bing asked.
Old man Yuan patiently explained, "Strictly speaking, this kind of tree is not called hanging head, ancient tree and oriental tree. It is also called human face tree, which is made by a very old witchcraft. There is also a saying that in ancient times, there was a man who was deeply infatuated with a woman, but unfortunately the woman died when she was young. The man missed the woman day and night and finally listened to him. He dug up the female corpse head from the graveyard, cut it off and buried it in the ground by witchcraft, and then the tree grew out. The fruit of the human face tree is the woman’s head, and it will grow from the baby.
When we heard this, we were all shocked and asked, "Is it difficult to bury that woman’s head on this ground?"
Old Yuan nodded and said, "It’s true that women are forced to bury their heads. Of course, they are very angry, but in general, this tree poses no threat to us."
Everyone looked at each other in silence, and Liang Zan said, "Then let’s keep walking. When we see the hanging head and the ancient tree, we should meet a village."
Chen Bing thought for a while and said nothing. He waved and said "Go".
So our party went on another trip. I took two steps forward, but suddenly I found that Old Yuan had quietly stayed where he was and touched him at random. This move was very quick, and others didn’t pay attention to it. He hastily got up and followed us. I know there must be something wrong with this. Old Yuan is an old Jianghu and now it seems that he is a true story, otherwise Chen Bing and his gang would not value him so much. But last night, Old Yuan told me his concern. It seems that Old Yuan is a mercenary group, and all their activities have corresponding purposes.
Old Yuan has a deep experience in the world. He has already seen through the so-called organization. He knows that everyone in the organization, including a small team leader like Chen Bing, is just a chess game in the background. These chess games are because they still have value, and once this value disappears, the so-called chess game is naturally unnecessary. It is because he sees through this that he knows that once his value disappears, the organization will inevitably erase his chess game. That night, he secretly discussed some escape plans with me. Of course, I didn’t believe it completely, but I know that old Yuan is a very good person if he wants to escape.
The old man Yuan had come to my side and was about to walk over, so I pulled a handful of his clothes and shouted at him in a low voice. But the old man Yuan noticed it, but he didn’t stop directly, but kept walking at the same speed as me.
I asked in a low voice, "What did you do just now?"
"Painting operator" Yuan old man looked at the front and muttered.
"Didn’t you say that tree is not dangerous?"
Old man Yuan shook his head and said, "I said that the tree is not dangerous in general, but your friend-it may be different with him."
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Chapter 20 Strange mountain village
Chapter 20 Strange mountain village
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It was 2: 22 p.m. when a shady hill in Shennongjia’s original forest came out, several of us unloaded our own equipment and rested in the shady place. The bonfire was burning brightly in front of us. A pheasant that had been plucked and a wild monkey that had suffered the same fate kept making a "ziz" sound, slowly melting the land fat, and gold and Huang Cancan oil beads kept flowing along the roasted game.
I’m leaning on a slope, and I admit that the smell of game is very attractive, which makes my saliva increase involuntarily, but I can tolerate pheasants, but I really feel sick to see that wild monkey like a baby.
These two kinds of game are Chen Bing Yuan’s repeated requests to order Shu Jingcheng to fight Shu Jingcheng. Although he is a vegetarian, he seems to be indifferent to such things as killing. I think his gun proficiency is accurate. In my eyes, his occupation should be a killer, but he is not as cold as a killer. He is usually quiet and almost never talks. At the moment, he leans on one side and doesn’t know what to read. Generally speaking, he is very serious.
"Tut tut, you see this is what people should eat." The old man Yuan has been drooling and smelling the fragrance assiduously before the fire.
Gao Peng and Liang Zan and I can’t share what they got from hunting. We don’t have a gun, and even if we see any pheasant or hare, we can’t catch it. But Liang Zan climbed a tree and got several bird eggs and poured water into a Gao Peng mug to boil them for us. Although I know that the eggs won’t be poisonous, I still feel a little uncomfortable to eat, but it’s not the way to always eat compressed biscuits in this environment.
After a while, Chen Bing and his gang began to eat game, too. Old man Yuan rudely broke off two chicken thighs of pheasant and burned them so badly that he didn’t throw the chicken legs to the ground. We smelled the fragrance and swallowed, but we could also chew compressed biscuits to satisfy our hunger. At this moment, Chen Bing suddenly turned to us and said, "Guys, come and have a bite?"
Gao Peng and I looked at each other for a while, but it was the Ryazan who smiled unceremoniously. "Yes, yes, then I will thank Brother Bing for his hospitality."
When Liang Zan said this, he went to Chen Bing’s side and ate a piece of meat from a pheasant or a monkey. I hesitated and shook my head, but I refused Chen Bing’s invitation. But since this incident, I suddenly found that Chen Bing was a very generous and cheerful person. He didn’t want to be as unfathomable as Zhang Hefang, police officer Liu or Qin Ye before. However, this kind of Jianghu spirit is not as oily as Yuan Lao Zi, but as real as brothers. There is no difference between good and bad in this world, but sometimes we have different ways of doing things and different values.
After dinner, we continued to walk to the west. I knew that the journey was a long way to regret, but I didn’t expect that our walk was three whole days and nights. During these three days and nights, we didn’t encounter any revenge attacks from Shan Tong or any impact on us from the demon tree. The mountain road was hard and everyone was very tired, especially Gao Peng, who almost lost weight for three days and nights. In these days, I tried to communicate with Gao Peng, and the gap between us disappeared a little bit. After all, he and I are a group of people, and we always need to take care of each other in this mountain forest.
At dusk on the fourth day, we finally found the small mountain village hidden in the original forest of Shennongjia, which Jiang Daolin said was a very small mountain village and could almost be called a small camp.
The style of the small mountain village is not very shabby, but it always feels haunted. I don’t know why all the houses in this mountain village are shady and built with a height of more than two meters. The walls of the small houses are pale and close to the corner of the ground. Some walls have fallen off and exposed black shadows. Some weeds are crawling out of the cracks. At this time, it coincides with a cloudy day. The sky above the small mountain village is covered with gloomy clouds. It stands alone in the mountains and trees. It looks very abrupt and unnatural at first glance, but it is extremely difficult to be found from a distance. All the houses in this small mountain village are buried in the shade. Occasionally
A few of us first looked at the mountain village from a distance, which was a very strange feeling, as if the mountain village waved to you to walk into it quickly, but your biological energy resisted the temptation
Chen Bing stopped with a submachine gun and looked back at the old man Yuan, who also showed a very confused look like us, so Chen Bing asked, "What about Master Yuan?"
Old Yuan touches his lips and shakes his head and sighs, "It’s a little awkward but I can’t say it."
Chen Bing listened to the words with a cold hum, then listened to "click" a submachine gun, loaded it and said "go"
When we walked to the first house, we found that the mahogany mottled door was left unlocked. Chen Bing pushed the door directly without hesitation and went in. He didn’t think of pushing the door, and a stream of dark dust came head-on and made us cough.
"Mom, how many years has this room been unoccupied?" Hongyi said as the palm of his hand fanned the dust.
Just as Chen Bing was about to stride into the room, the thin man named Liu Yi suddenly stopped saying "Wait"
Chen Bing listened to what he said. He paused, hesitated and shrank back.
I saw that Liu Yi walked to the door and carefully touched the door frame as if looking for something. Then he got up and said, "There is no machine to go in."
It dawned on me that I had a strong defensive mentality after so many things, but many times I still looked too immature.
After we entered the house, the facilities inside were very old, and the whole style of the house was very classical. The first thing you saw was two chairs facing the door against the wall, and there was a small coffee table in the two chairs. Besides, there was nothing else in the room.
After a careful inspection, we gave up here, and then went to his house to inspect it. To our surprise, there was no trace of anyone in this small village. Every house we visited was left unlocked, and there was thick dust inside, and the facilities were the same. This is a village.
There are not many small village houses, and there are more than a dozen. After checking most of them, Hong Yi said, "There is no one here."
Chen Bing lit a cigarette and looked disappointed. He said, "There is no one, but I always feel that something is wrong, but I can’t say it."
"There is no bed" Ryazan and the Liu Yi said in unison, and soon the two men also looked at each other, showing a little appreciation for Liu Yi’s older age, while Ryazan smiled foolishly.
"Yes!" Gao Peng said, "There is something wrong with this, regardless of whether there are people in this village or not, but since there are houses here and there are so many, people must have lived before it. Since they are residents, there should be no beds unless those people don’t sleep."
"It’s not necessarily," said the old man Yuan, twisting the word aside. "Maybe this is a transit place."
Chen Bing vomitted an one mouthful smoke and said, "But look at the dust. Even if this is a transit, it should have been idle for quite a long time."
"hey! Why do you think so much? There’s the last room here, and it’s not too late for us to come to a conclusion after we go in! " Liang Zan said
"Yeah, that’s right." Chen Bingdao
With that, we came to the last house. This time, we just walked to the door and found the differences between all the houses in front of this house.
This house
Chapter 29 Coming events cast their shadows before them
Chapter 29 Coming events cast their shadows before them
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We looked inside from the outside and found that the house was not big, and there was also one person inside. The solitary two footprints in front of the plush chair were very strange and unnatural, and the thick dust around the footprints was obviously left by the recent period.
We hesitated for a while, but Liang Zan was still the first to enter the door, and then we followed him into the room, probably because of my psychological problems. When I stepped on the door, a cold wind seemed to blow from the direction of the memorial table in the whole room, which made people shudder.
On the moonlit night, the fauteuil walked away from the ghost, and Jiang Daolin made me somewhat puzzled. I wondered if there would be something unclean in this room on a moonlit night. If that’s the case, will it be dangerous for us to walk after that unclean thing? All this is unknown, and only through our own experience can we finally come to a conclusion.
The first thing Liu Yi did when he entered the room was to look at the plush chair carefully and study it for a while. He asserted that the plush chair must have been occupied recently, and judging from the dust of the chair, there were some slight moving marks on it.