Chapter 11: Strange Things in the Mountains

The crooked crescent moon, like a snow-bright knife, sinks and floats in the vast clouds of smoke, reflecting the dark earth, patches of miserable white.

Thirty miles west of Guanping City, on the mass graves in the wilderness, there was a faint, milky white mist, like a ghost, swallowing out its tongue and drifting around.

All kinds of strangely shaped shrubs, stumbling vines, grow wildly in the middle of the weedy jungle. From time to time, a few stars of green and faint phosphorus fire flickered, as if they were the eyes of a snake, cold and evil, as if they had been quenched with venom.

There are some ownerless cemeteries here, people die in a foreign land, or on the side of the road, and when they meet a kind-hearted passer-by, they will take the grass and sweep it here, dig a pit, bury it inside, and then cover it with a thin layer of soil, and there is not even a simple tombstone.

If family members from afar want to pay respects, they can only look in the sky to worship, and call for the heroic spirits of their relatives to return to their hometowns. No one knows where the bones and remains of his relatives who have traveled far away will be where they will be and where the dust will settle.

There are also those who are poor, or who have suffered from famine and plague, who were originally alive and well, but swallowed their breath overnight, and the living people cannot afford to buy a coffin for burial, or do their best to temporarily put together a thin-skinned white stubble coffin, drag it here, bury it hastily, and put it into the soil for peace, which can be regarded as an explanation for the dead.

After a long time, this place was full of graves, and the bones were stacked, one pressing one against the other, and one on the other. On each floor, there are countless dead people. Their souls were gone, and now all that remained were the dry bones of the graves.

If a person who has just died is buried like this, a herd of wild dogs, hungry, will come to this place, open the grave, drag the body out of it, and feast on it. Therefore, the dogs in this vicinity are oozing with oil at the tips, and their eyes are shining with green light, and they look like wolves, because they eat the flesh of dead people!

Of course, the exposed corpses were not buried, and as the days went by, the white bones were shattered, and the skeletons of Bai Sensen were all over the ground, and gradually piled up into barren hills. Whenever night comes, those ghost fires that fly everywhere and flutter up and down are their only sacrifice to themselves.

In such a wilderness, when night falls, even wild dogs dare not come, let alone people! It would be strange if any daring person dared to come, and was not frightened to death by the hellish scene here.

Maybe the three of Wang Baoshan, who were unlucky, broke through by mistake.

"This ......" Wang Baoshan looked at the mass grave that suddenly appeared in front of him, and saw the eerie and terrifying scene, and couldn't help but stand on the spot. He seemed to have seen something amazing, and his eyes were about to pop out in fright, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat all over his body, and his two trembles. His face was miserable, his two rows of teeth clenched, his Adam's apple churning up and down, and he kept swallowing saliva that had long since dried up.

Sanpi and Du Xiaosan were no better, one left and one right, holding Wang Baoshan's arm, their mouths trembling and shrinking, unable to say half a word.

They are all people who have lived in the crowd for a long time, and they have never seen such a gloomy ghost place. Since I was a child, I have heard a lot of folklore about the ghost mansion. The three of them secretly screamed in their hearts, this is not here, and it is the place of the dead that no one can approach, they really rushed over desperately, if they disturb the rest of the souls, how can there be a small life.

What's worse is that the surroundings are dead and frighteningly quiet. They could even hear themselves, their pounding heartbeats, and the sound of heavy breathing.

And at this moment, large tracts of green ghost fires are floating in groups, swinging around, and the form is ever-changing. With the mountain wind, the wick green fire in the sky is intertwined and evolved, gradually presenting illusory images.

In these visions, stunning beauties of different shapes are frolicking around, chasing each other. Sometimes it turns into a group of dancing dancers, with fluttering clothes and belts, swaying postures, and beautiful ripples, silently interpreting a beautiful dance......

Illusory, ethereal, dreamlike, dementoring, people are in a trance, their hearts are fascinated, and they really want to dance together.

"Huh... Syllable... Smack..."

An unknown night bird suddenly spread its wings and flew by, like a sharp arrow, slashing through the flying ghost fire, breaking the strange and inexplicable dance.

Wang Baoshan and the three of them looked stupid, and the three pairs of eyes were firmly attracted by the group of dancers, and they just wanted to walk over, but they were frightened by the sudden night birds, as if the three souls and seven spirits were out of the body. Suddenly, as if his liver and gallbladder were split, he screamed miserably. Then his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

The three of them shouted misery in their hearts, so their eyes turned black and they fainted.

"Nine Winds..."

I don't know how long later, when he came to the depths of the dream, that gentle call sounded in Wang Baoshan's ears, as far as near, making him open his eyes.

There was a complicated look of horror and incomprehension in the eyes of the dumb wood.

It took him a while to come to his senses, and when he looked left and right, he found that Sanpi and Du Xiaosan were lying beside him. It seems that he is still asleep, and his face still maintains a frightened expression, obviously everything that happened before is real.

"You're awake...", a delicate young face appeared in his eyes, it was a very delicate teenager.

Wang Baoshan looked at the young man in front of him, at a loss, and looked at him in a daze, his lips trembling for a while. At this time, he could not tell whether the boy was a human or a ghost.

"Father, he's awake. The boy saw that he did not speak, and turned his head to speak.

At this time, a middle-aged man came over, and saw that he was dressed as a hunter, with an ordinary face, although he was not tall, but he was strong and powerful in his gestures.

"It's good that you're awake, why did you come here in the middle of the night?" the middle-aged Orion squatted down, his tone a little dull.

Wang Baoshan still didn't speak, staring blankly, his face full of horror.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the middle-aged hunter didn't say much, took the cowhide water bag from his waist, pulled out the stopper, and fed him a few mouthfuls of water.

When the cold water flows through the dry throat, down to the stomach. Wang Baoshan gradually felt a little real, slowly moved his hands and feet, and finally returned to Yang.

"Thank you..."Although he was still not sure whether the two people in front of him were people, they fed him water to drink, which must be harmless to people's hearts.

"Don't be afraid, we are hunters in this nearby mountain, and we happened to pass by here and ran into you. ”

When Wang Baoshan heard that the other party said that it was Orion, and looked at their clothes, and they were carrying bows and arrows and steel forks, he confirmed that the other party was a human being.

"Thank you so much, otherwise, ......" his little life was saved, he was very grateful in his heart, and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Orion to thank him.

"I can't do it, I can't do it... Get up and speak—" Orion quickly picked him up and sat down by the fire.

Looking at the tongue of fire swaying in the fire, a warm feeling spread throughout his body, and the chill on his body subsided. At this point, Wang Baoshan knew that he was in a cold sweat, and his whole body was cold, as if he had just crawled out of the ice water.

The hunter woke up Sanpi and Du Xiaosan again, and helped them to sit down by the fire. Seeing the two of them tremble and shrink, their faces frightened.

After a while, the three of them finally calmed down and regained a lot of vitality.

"Why did you come here late at night, and don't you know this place?" said Orion, seeing that they were all recovering.

Wang Baoshan looked around and found that they were still in place, and the mass grave they saw before was still not far away, but at this time, it was not as weird and inexplicable as before.

"The three of us fled here, and we haven't been here before, so we don't know this place. ”

"What is the difficulty of escaping in the middle of the night, and the mountain road is difficult to travel at night, aren't you afraid?" Orion saw that they were unkempt, their clothes were tattered, and they were carrying iron pots, rice bags and other daily necessities, and he had some doubts in his heart.

Among the three of them, the head of the three skins is flexible, he looked at Orion suspiciously, glanced at Wang Baoshan and Du Xiaosan, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for the benefactor passing by to rescue, the three of us are the people of Huangjiang Prefecture in the west, more than a month ago, I heard that the mountain dates in the jujube mountain in the west outside Guanping City are big and sweet, and they can't be compared with other places." The three of us raised money and partnered, and came with iron pots and other things for eating, hoping to sell some money back to support our families... I never thought that I didn't know the place where I came here, and I didn't know the way. After inquiry, I came to the foot of this mountain during the day, only to find that it was not the Zao Mountain we were looking for. Just as we were about to look for the path again, a group of masked robbers suddenly ran down from the mountains, beat us up without saying anything, and robbed them of the money for selling dates and the use of the degree. In this unaccompanied place, the three of us were also forced to hurry......

Sanpi's eyes were gloomy, and he said that he was sincere and sincere, and his voice was full of emotion. When he talked about being robbed by robbers, he also shed a few tears of grief with emotion. This made Wang Baoshan and Du Xiaosan's eyes widen when they heard this, and they were surprised in their hearts, although they didn't open their mouths to break it, but their expressions were obviously saying: Your three-skin lying kung fu is really amazing!

When the hunter listened to Sanpi's statement, he was a little moved, and he couldn't help but look gloomy, and he didn't say anything. After a long silence, alone in his thoughts, he seemed to be reminded of some equally unfortunate memory.

Sanpi saw that Orion obviously believed his words, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The young hunter who had been silent on the side looked at the three of them, but his face was full of strangeness, and his eyes were still puzzled, obviously not believing Sanpi's words at all.

"I don't know yet, the name of the benefactor, we can repay it later..."

"Yamano Villager, I don't have a good name, my surname is Luo, this is my son, Luo Ying..."

"It turned out to be Uncle Luo... Thank you for your great kindness, and you will be rewarded in the future. Sanpi also quickly got up and gave a salute.

"It's late at night, this wilderness is not a place to talk, and you don't have a place to spend the night at night, you might as well go to the cold house, spend the night, and wait until dawn to make plans..."

After Luo Orion finished speaking, without waiting for Wang Baoshan and the three of them to agree, he found a branch on his own, lit it in the fire, used it as a torch, and kicked up the soil with his feet to bury the fire.