Chapter 121: The Spiritualist (Text)
"I don't know how long it took for them to enter the mountain that time, anyway, I have the impression that it was about ten days and half a month! I thought they were dying in the mountains, but suddenly one day they came out again! â
But their expressions were very strange, how to say, as if they were desperate to the extreme, and even after they came out, they did not have the slightest expression of joy. And their stuff was also in a few sacks, because they all had guys with them, and I didn't dare to fight the idea of the sack......"
The coachman recalled this past very clearly and seemed to be particularly impressive.
"They left after a few days of rest at my house, and before leaving, they threw me a bronze bowl, which was later taken away by an antique dealer for 10,000 yuan, and I thought I had made a windfall, but I learned much later that I had been deceived by the antique dealer, and that the price of that small bowl would have to be at least ten times higher if it was sold to a foreigner!"
Zhang Meng had already determined at this moment that what the coachman said must be his father, and he said with a smile: "Then there are still a lot of good things in this mountain, so no one will try your luck?" â
"No, that old forest is too evil, and in our generation, even local hunters dare not enter it! It's you strangers who don't want to be sent to die. And my grandfather said, don't look at those people who came out unharmed, but they definitely won't live long, because grandpa smells dead people from them......"
"Brother, what does it smell like a dead man, does it smell like a corpse?" Zhang Meng's heart jumped when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked.
"Why do you ask in such detail?" The coachman stared at Zhang Meng suspiciously.
"The child is curious, brother, you can tell him about it, and you should relieve your boredom along the way." Zhao San smiled and started a round.
"Okay, I didn't talk about this at first, but I'm going to talk to you about it today." The coachman cleared his throat: "My grandfather was helping people summon spirits at that time, and the so-called soul summoning is to call back the souls of his family in the first seven years, which can be regarded as returning to the roots." My grandfather said that there was a man in there, and he was actually dead. â
The coachman spoke mysteriously, and Zhang Meng's heart was beating in horror.
"Dead?"
"Yes, it's dead, my grandfather has helped people summon spirits countless times in his life, and when people die, their bodies will have that smell, which is not wrong. When he died, he told me a thousand words that most of the people he had observed who had entered the Twelve Mountains, if any, would have become very strange, and had either become silent or insane. In this Twelve Mountains, there is definitely something strange that I must not enter. â
"Gotta get it, don't fool the fat man! I want to see if the devil in this mountain will marry me as a wife of the village, and I will have roe deer mushrooms to eat every day in the future, and this is not bad. â
The fat man didn't know where to find a ham sausage, and gnawed it there, this guy didn't believe this, and when he heard the coachman say it mysteriously, he immediately laughed.
"Don't believe it!"
The coachman said angrily, no matter how Zhang Meng asked, he didn't make a sound.
Zhang Meng glared at the fat man fiercely, the fat man looked dazed, and he didn't know what happened to provoke this kid.
Zhang Meng was a little confused in his heart, in fact, the folk soul conjurators, corpse chasers, and Mr. Yin and Yang were all stored in zĂ i. These people are very evil, they can see some unusual things, even science can't explain them, and there is no need for this coachman to lie to them, it is true nine times out of ten.
But he was very puzzled, uncle, they have been living very well in the past few years! Hong Kong's industry, under the management of Zhang Shaohong, is already solid, and Zhang Shaoba has also won the title of Justice of the Peace issued by the Governor of Hong Kong. Even if you take 10,000 steps back and say that you didn't dig up that treasure back then, with the ability of a few uncles, the status of the Zhang family will not be bad now.
And his father's accident was not long ago, and it didn't take more than a month before and after, how could he be so evil with this coachman?
Zhang Meng's head was confused, and he couldn't figure it out.
"When you arrive, there is the stockade in front of you, my car can't drive in, you can walk by yourself! Be careful, the people inside aren't very good-tempered. â
When he arrived at the place, Zhao San gave the money he had negotiated in advance to the coachman, and although the coachman was a little unhappy in his heart, he still warned him before leaving.
Entering the village, to be honest, there is no difference between this village and the ordinary village, both sides are cultivated fields, and some vegetables are sparsely planted on it, but the dirt road is stepped on, but there is a thick dust, as if no one has walked for a long time, and the fat man almost coughed out his lungs.
"What the hell is this dog's day, no one lives?" The fat man scolded and scolded.
Zhang Meng hurriedly covered the fat man's mouth, they are not familiar with the place, and they don't know what taboos the people in the village have when they come here, don't anger anyone later, then things will not end well.
"There is smoke in front, I guess everyone in the village lives there, let's go over and have a look."
The fat man's eyes lit up, and he pointed to a short distance and walked quickly.
Zhang Meng and they also hurriedly followed, they found a few children who were tanned like loaches in a deserted small ditch on the road, those children gathered together and didn't know what they were doing, the fat man leaned over to take a look, and saw the children scolding him fiercely, and even the dagger in his hand showed up, and the fat man was about to go crazy at the moment.
"I said fatty, you save me some snacks, do you still want to make money?"
Zhang Meng was startled, this fat man's stinky temper was exactly the same as Zhao San's, and he quickly pulled the fat man down.
When the children saw that they were not moving, they turned around.
After a while, Zhang Meng saw that they found a wet rat from inside, and there were many lice on the mouse, and a foul smell came from the mouse, and it was estimated that the place where the rat was located was also a dung ditch.
Zhang Meng looked at it with a burst of disgust, these little guys are also a little more serious, right? Actually playing this kind of thing.
Just as they were about to leave, they saw an even more gruesome scene: the little ones grabbed the head of the mouse, cut off the head with a knife, and then bit the neck of the mouse, greedily sucking the blood of the mouse. After two sips, another child snatched it and bit the rat's neck.
Rao is a cripple Chen who is used to seeing strong winds and waves, and his face is a little pale at the moment.
When the children saw Zhang Meng and they had been staring at themselves, they suddenly scolded fiercely, as if they were afraid that they would snatch the mouse, and one child drank the rat's blood in a hurry, making his face covered with blood, which looked extremely hideous.
Looking at the greedy eyes of those children, an unprecedented fear surged into Zhang Meng's heart, wouldn't this fucking want to suck Lao Tzu's blood?
"Go back!" A loud voice came from behind him.
Zhang Meng turned around and saw a sturdy and swarthy man standing behind everyone, the explosive muscles on his body made Zhang Meng extremely envious, and behind him, he was carrying a wolf weighing dozens of pounds, the wolf skin had been peeled off, and the remaining flesh was bloody hanging on his shoulder, giving people a full visual impact.
The children seemed to be frightened by something, and hurried away, and the mouse did not forget to carry it with them as they left.
The fat man didn't have the slightest recklessness at this moment, he took two steps back, and avoided the man far away. Just kidding, this muscle, it is estimated that a single punch can knock the cow over, and his fat body is useless.
Chen Cripple chatted with the sturdy man for a few words, but found that this man was easy to communicate.
"You're here to hunt in the mountains, right? Cheng, the weather should be good these days, and when the time comes, I will take you up the mountain to have a good time, so stay at my house tonight. â
The man's teeth were so white when he laughed, and he didn't know what kind of toothpaste he used to brush it.
Several people nodded, and it is estimated that few people are willing to sleep outside, and the shock brought to them by those children is too great, and it is naturally the best choice to be able to spend one night.
The man asked Zhang Meng to call him Ada, Ada is a warrior in the stockade, but looking at his terrifying muscles, he can definitely afford this title.
Ada's home is a simple wooden hut with very simple living conditions, with only a few pieces of furniture in it, not even salt and oil.
But looking at him like that, he doesn't seem to value these things, and when he said just now that he took Zhang Meng and them to hunt, he didn't even mention a word of money.