readx;?“ Fellow, why is your village called Jiulu Village? Gao Ming turned his head and asked a short and sturdy man walking in front of him who was wearing a suffocating suit and obviously ill-fitting leather shoes, but he was walking fast. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't know. It's just that when I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that it was when the Ming Dynasty sent troops to Nanyue Kingdom, and a total of nine road armies were stationed in our village at the end, and now we still have the stone platform of the big army base there. The local guide didn't expect a distinguished guest like Gao Ming to take the initiative to greet him, and with infinite surprise on his face, he tried to say in Mandarin with a thick dialect accent.

Gao Ming laughed and said, "It's good that the 20th Route Army was not sent out, otherwise your village would not be well named." ”

The guide grinned with a mouth full of yellow teeth, but the smile was a little forced. I don't know how to pick up Gao Ming's topic.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came from the end of the long line, and a man shouted at the top of his voice: "Help, I've been bitten, it's over, I'm going to die-I'm going to die-"

Everyone panicked and quickly surrounded the voice.

Gao Ming also looked stunned, just now Li Xiaohu's navigation map showed that there was at least a straight line distance of at least five kilometers from the coordinates provided by Senior Brother Lu Yunsheng, if the ghost-faced mosquito moved to this area so quickly, the mountain people in this mountain forest must be fierce and lucky, and they must have all been bitten.

Thinking that the leader of Dongxiang on the road had already introduced that in this tropical rainforest, there are at least thousands of villagers living in it, Gao Ming is like a man's back, which is not something he can save alone.

When Gao Ming ran over with Yang Runze, Zhou Xian, and Jia Sisi, the place where the accident occurred was already full of people.

All you could see was a tightly covered young man lying on the ground through the gap in the crowd, screaming hoarsely. The towel on the young man's face had been loosened, and his swarthy face was covered with sweat, and he looked a little pale from fear. Obviously, this is a local from Guixi, a staff member sent by the local government.

"Help. I don't want to die. I was bitten by a mosquito---- I couldn't die. I don't want to die-----"

"Don't cry." Wen Song opened his suitcase and rummaged through syringes and antibiotics as he asked, "Have you seen clearly, what mosquito bit you?" ”

"Mosquitoes---- mosquitoes were killed by me." The young man was stunned for a moment, then began to cry again. "I'm going to die. It must be a ghost-faced mosquito---- it must be a ghost-faced mosquito bite----"

They originally came to deal with the ghost-faced mosquito, so they naturally knew how terrible this mosquito was. A bite from them is basically a dead end.

Of course, the concept of the ghost-faced mosquito has been popularized by these government workers who accompanied them during the assembly of the team, and the poison of miasma has not been heard of by people who are born and raised in western Guangxi, even if they live in the city and have never entered the jungle. Therefore, they are convinced of this, and they are a little more convinced than the professors of Beijing University represented by Wen Song.

Although when they entered the mountain, everyone was not afraid of death from the heat in the jungle with extremely high temperature and humidity to protect themselves tightly, breeches, high-top leather boots, and even the neck and face were wrapped with towels. But if the mosquito wants to suck blood, it has to bite even if it shows its eyelids, and this screaming man is unfortunately hit.

No one laughed at him for not being a man enough, and he was scared like this after being bitten by a mosquito. In the face of life and death, there is actually no difference between men and women, and crying is the only way for human beings to vent their inner fears.

And the heroes on TV and in books always face death calmly and resolutely, which is just a yearning for human beings to overcome the fear of death. Of course, there are no absolutes in anything, and perhaps for those heroes who dare to face death calmly, what they insist on is more important than life.

Where are the mosquitoes? Where? Wen Song deserves to be the attending doctor, not only the scalpel is playful, but the nurse's job is also a good hand, cleanly injected the antibiotics in the needle into the man's body, and then began to look for the culprit: mosquitoes.

"Here." The young man also lowered his head and looked around, then opened his palm and pointed out the corpse of the mosquito in his palm that had been flattened by him.

"This is the Ghost-faced Mosquito?" Wen Song set his eyes on Gao Ming.

After all, this concept was proposed by Gao Ming and recognized by academicians, and now he is the most authoritative.

"Ghost-faced mosquitoes." Gao Ming slowly spit out three words in his mouth, his face weird.

Everyone's hearts sank. The young man's face was even more ashen.

It's dead.

There is no salvation.

Isn't it just a few kilometers away from the densely populated human settlement?

The local staff were even more pale, who could protect against a mosquito bite unless they fled here?

“。。 Fart," Gao Ming gritted his teeth and snapped out the last two words.

It's a plank, I was almost scared out of heart disease by this thing, and I have to scare him back once anyway. Gao Ming's idea was simple.

Ghost-faced mosquitoes, the old man told him in detail about the shape. Because they live on the ground for a long time and live by sucking the blood of poisonous insects, the ghost mosquito is much larger than the ordinary mosquito. Because the forehead is large, like a faceless face, and with the poison of the miasma and the body is blue-black, it is called the ghost face mosquito by the local elders.

And the mosquito in the palm of the young man's hand is not small, it is not in vain it is a creature of the tropical jungle, and it is absolutely strong. But this mosquito has a small head and a long body, and its body is covered with patterns, just like ordinary flower mosquitoes, and it is not the most common mosquito in the summer at home.

If you are bitten by this thing, you will die, and I am afraid that there will be no living people in Huaxia. In the current environment, in the summer, if you don't get bitten with two bags on your body, you are embarrassed to say that you are Chinese.

"You mean?" The young man who was almost scared to death just now showed a hint of ruddy on his face, and asked Gao Ming weakly.

Although Gao Ming's words just now were a little vulgar, listening to the ears of this person who was about to close his eyes and wait for death, it was undoubtedly like hearing the sound of immortals.

Don't say that Gao Ming just said a fart, even if he told him that a fart could cure the disease, he had to swallow this "fart", and it was extremely pleasant.

"Hey, sure enough, young man, get up, don't scare yourself anymore, this is what we usually call "flower mosquito", the scientific name is Aedes albopictus, you watch it every day at home, nothing to be afraid of. Wen Song raised his eyes, stared at the mosquito corpse in the palm of the young man's hand that gradually improved, and looked at it for a long time, and a smile appeared on his face, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

As soon as he heard that this was not a deadly ghost-faced mosquito, the young man got up with a bone, and his face returned to the dark black characteristic of the people of Guixi, and he fiercely shook off the mosquito corpse in his palm.

"Whew~~~"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a ghost-faced mosquito. Didn't you see that the faces of at least twenty people in the team turned pale just now?

If it was really that thing, it is estimated that these people would not go in again. Everyone has learned the great truth: people are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. But I am afraid that when facing life and death, most people will choose life without exception, rather than the form of death, no matter whether they are as heavy as Mount Tai or lighter than a feather.

I was scared to death.

"Ahem, let's move on if it's okay." Gao Ming saw that everyone's faces gradually returned to normal, and suddenly his heart became a little weak, and he turned around and left after weakly.

walked without hesitation, like a warrior who sacrificed his life at any time.

Only then did everyone remember that it was not the young man who was crying as if he was about to die, but this "famous doctor" who liked to pant when he spoke.

If he didn't stop and say it directly, what would all these things come about?

Nima, this is the rhythm of running. Gao Ming's back was instantly shot by angry eyes from all walks of life.

"I think I've been bitten too." A young woman standing on the periphery also raised her hand weakly.

It was one of the two female staff members of the health system who were specially dispatched by the local government to accompany them when they saw that there were only two girls in the team, Justis and glasses, and it would be more convenient if there were women in need of treatment, wouldn't it?

I'll go, girl, haven't you heard the story of the wolf when we haven't heard it? If you have the ability, you can also pour one, let's see? Everyone's cheeks twitched collectively.

Then, this girl fell very appropriately.