Chapter 286: Dripping Guanyin (Text)

Zhang Meng was a little depressed, whether it was sawtooth or small glasses, the overall situation was not even as good as him. If it weren't for these people who knew the road, Zhang Meng really didn't want to listen to them.

After walking on the spiral mountain road for more than ten minutes, Zhang Meng really couldn't help it, he felt that his strength had been exhausted, and the sweat on his body gushed out like spring water.

But this sweat is not a sweat from the heat of dryness, but a sweat of exhaustion.

If he walked any further, he estimated that his body would not be able to bear it, so Zhang Meng could only stop and drink water.

"Hurry up, don't grind, we have to go back before dark!"

Sawtooth said lightly, in this huge mountain range, I don't know what fierce beasts are hidden, and it is never a wise choice to spend the night here.

Zhang Meng only felt that he was weak, and he really couldn't raise any strength, even if he was a fat man, he was very tired.

"Ah Meng, let's take turns to carry it, everyone take a break, otherwise no one can stand it......"

The sick man took the bag and said softly.

"Uncle Ghost, it's so good that you mention yƬ, it's even better than the president who wrote the Declaration of Independence, if the fat man continues like this, he will probably die."

The fat man said breathlessly.

"A few words of poverty and some strength." Zhang Meng glanced at the fat man, he really didn't have the strength to fight with this thing anymore.

The mountain road is almost forty degrees upward, if it weren't for a few times when the sick ghost was quick and grabbed Zhang Meng and the fat man, it is estimated that they would have fallen down if they were not careful.

I don't know how long they tossed around the mountain, but they finally came to a flat place, surrounded by rocks and bushes. Although the sunlight was blocked by the leaves, the scorching temperature still did not dissipate, and a group of people seemed to be in a sauna.

"Hey, there's water here? I've got to wash my face quickly, my mother's head is smoking......"

The middle-aged man with a hooked nose saw that the puddle of water under the nearby tree was not muddy, so he quickly pulled it a few times and washed his face to his heart's content.

If it weren't for the shallow water, it is estimated that the surrounding people would have rushed up.

"I'm going to wash my face, too."

The fat man said beautifully, each of them brought a kettle with him, it must be unrealistic to wash his face, and now there is a small puddle to cool down, which is the best.

"Hey, Dripping Guanyin? This water can't be used! ā€

When he saw the plants on the water clearly, the sick ghost's expression changed greatly, and he quickly stopped a group of people in line and beckoned them to step back.

"Dripping Guanyin? What the hell. ā€

The hooked nose scared the sick ghost out of his life, and he hurriedly asked.

"This thing is also called aunt taro, and its leaf juice will be poisoned at the entrance, and those who are strict will hallucinate! In warm, moist conditions with sufficient soil moisture, water drips down from the tip or edge of the leaf. And the flowers that bloom are like Guanyin, so it is called: Dripping Guanyin! The sick man explained.

Hearing what the sick ghost said, Zhang Meng really felt that the bud of the plant was a bit like Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"I'm scared to death, isn't it just that I can't enter? I just washed my face and was shocked......"

Hooknose muttered a few words dissatisfiedly, as if he was also cheering himself up.

"In any case, this water is poisonous. That's all you want, whatever you want. With that, the sick man turned and walked away.

Zhang Meng and the three of them must believe in the sick ghost, and the sawtooth and the others also looked at each other for a long time, and no one dared to touch the dripping Guanyin.

This kind of mountain road, coupled with the hot weather, even the sawtooth without a backpack can be choked enough, and everyone simply camped in the same place.

And the hooked nose waited tremblingly for a while, and didn't feel anything unusual in his body, so he put his mind at ease.

"The old guy will scare people, if something really happens, you also cursed me!" Hooknose sarcastically said.

"Look, what's there?"

Everyone was sitting and resting, and the little glasses seemed to see something unbelievable, pointing to the sky and yelling nervously.

Zhang Meng turned his head to look, but found that the originally blue sky suddenly floated up a large cloud of dark black mist!

The fog was very thin, but it spread quickly, and when everyone saw that the posture was not right, they rioted on the spot.

"Uncle Ghost, is this thing poisonous?" Zhang Meng hurriedly asked.

"Probably poisonous! Generally speaking, miasma is white, and if this black mist is really a miasma, then the toxicity in it will definitely not be small. Swallow the mint leaves first, get some water to soak your clothes, cover your nose, and don't suck those black gases into your stomach......"

The sick ghost said anxiously.

"Hurry up and take out the pill to prevent miasma!"

Sawtooth shouted loudly, the miasma in the mountains is the easiest to kill people, and they have specially prepared for this trip.

"Hurry up and find a place to squat, the skin, and don't let the exposed skin get black gas......"

The sick ghost said hoarsely, the miasma is transformed by the poisonous water of southern Xinjiang, and some highly poisonous miasma will completely festered in a few minutes once it touches the skin, and it can be picked off with your hands.

Hearing the words of the sick ghost, everyone hugged their heads and ran away.

Zhang Meng and the others found a place to squat and sit down, covering their faces and everything in their clothes, and they didn't dare to show their eyes.

It was only after about a minute that he felt that his scalp was numb, as if a centipede was crawling on it, and Zhang Meng couldn't wait to scratch his scalp immediately.

But thinking that the miasma might be poisonous, he could only grit his teeth and endure the itching of his heart, coupled with his face stuffed under his clothes, that feeling was really like being tortured!

Zhang Meng felt that she had bitten her lips, and finally heard the sound of commotion coming from outside her clothes.

He quietly showed his two eyes, and when he saw that the black gas was gone, he dared to take his clothes off his face.

"Donkey day's turtle son, this miasma is really poisonous, oops, it's so itchy!"

A big man with a thick Sichuan accent shouted.

Zhang Meng smiled, he knew this big man, and he was a subordinate of Sawtooth. It is estimated that he didn't cover it tightly just now, but a puddle of blisters actually swollen on his forehead, and he gently pressed the pus and shot everywhere, so frightened that the big man didn't dare to move.

"Is there a cure?"

Sawtooth walked over and said to the sick ghost.

This big man is a distant relative of Sawtooth, and seeing him like this now, Sawtooth is also a little nervous.

"Gotta get rid of the pus......"

The sick man nodded, and he drew his paratrooper knife to extinguish the poison, and then slashed at the big man's blister.

The people around them gasped, and what flowed out was not the tissue fluid in the body, but a viscous black object with a foul smell on it!

It took a long time for the sick man to knead the black liquid.

"Friend, is there any wound on your forehead? How could it hurt so badly. The sick ghost asked, frowning.

"Yes! A few days ago, when I was sleeping, I accidentally knocked on a stone and scratched it. ā€

The big man nodded, he looked very honest.

"Be careful these days, change the medicine on your head diligently, don't get infected again!"

"Okay, thank you, uncle."

"Zigzag, you reposition the signal and see if you can contact Daleng and them......" From the beginning to the present, Laizi has been looking at the compass in his hand, and his expression is a little puzzled.

"Didn't we just locate it half an hour ago? What new discoveries did Lai Shifei make? ā€

Sawtooth asked curiously, and the people around him also focused their eyes on him.

"When the black gas passed just now, I found that the compass seemed to be being pulled and turning around!"

Raiko's compass is embedded in the watch and can be seen at any time, which is why this detail is discovered.

"You two, why are you still standing? Hurry up and set up an antenna! ā€

Sawtooth pointed at the two people beside him and shouted a loud scold.

His expression was a little happy, and the black qi was probably a guiding stone sent down from the sky, guiding him to Chiyou's tomb.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Ye Jiu leaned against a tree, his face a little pale.

"Brother Jiu'er, what's wrong with you? Did you inhale the black gas just now? Uncle Ghost, come and take a look! Zhang Meng said anxiously, he saw that Ye Jiu's eyes were a little red and swollen, which seemed to be somewhat similar to the injuries of big men.

"I'm fine."

Ye Jiu tightened the handle of the knife, then put his mouth to Zhang Meng's ear, and said, "Be careful, there is a person in the black gas." ā€

Ye Jiu only said a word, and then hurriedly stepped aside, as if he was afraid of something......

Zhang Meng's head is a little confused, what kind of mess?

Suddenly, he snorted, and Brother Jiu'er was talking about the miasma just now...... There's someone in that miasma!

Zhang Meng was a little creepy, everyone covered their heads at that time, like an Australian ostrich, especially the eyes and ears, which are the objects of key protection, where will they know what is in this black gas.

Brother Jiu'er's eyes were red and swollen, he must have opened his eyes from beginning to end just now!

Who is the person in the black air?

Looking at Brother Jiu'er like that, it seems that he doesn't want to talk to himself in detail, could it be that this person is near everyone?

Zhang Meng seemed to be sleeping in an ice cellar, and for a moment, he couldn't even feel the scorching temperature.

(PS: I've been sorting out the outline these days, and this month I've been recovering 1-2 times a day.) )