"Mom!"

Fauber screamed, and a rat took advantage of his lack of attention to gnaw on his calf, and suddenly a large piece of flesh was gone. The beast swallowed the piece of meat in one gulp, and his eyes rolled as he stared at Fauber as if he wanted to pull it off.

This rat didn't seem to be afraid of people, and when it heard Zhang Meng shouting loudly, it scared it, but turned its head to Zhang Meng with a fierce face, which shocked Zhang Meng.

"Damn, this broken rat is going to turn the sky upside down!" Zhao San's fire was so big that he suddenly raised his shotgun, and a burst of iron shards suddenly roared away. The rat screamed a few times, and although it was huge, it ran as fast as it could after suffering from pain, and it disappeared into the woods in one fell swoop.

The sick ghost hurriedly examined the wound for Fubo, and this bite was not light, at least two taels of meat had to be bitten, and it could be made into a four-happiness pill in the working class. He gave Fauber medicine, and then tightly clamped the wound with a bandage, and gave an injection, which in the wilderness, if not vaccinated, the infected leg would be useless.

Fauber's face turned pale, after all, he was old and frail, and coupled with the pain, Fauber's whole body couldn't help but tremble.

"The ghost goes shopping, could it be that this group of dead rats made ......"

"Fauber, what is 'ghost shopping'?"

"In this part of North China, there are often buried dead people wandering around in the deep mountains and old forests for some reason. When I was a child, an old man in my neighbor's house died, and when the family went out to go to the pit a few days later, they found the old man staring at him in a blink of an eye, and they were frightened crazy on the spot. Later, when the villagers saw that there were dead people shopping, they put some paper money or something on the front of the house and told them not to come and patronize it. I've found out that these rats are very fond of human corpses, and nine times out of ten, the 'ghost boy shopping' was made by these little beasts! ”

Fauber said indignantly.

Zhao San rummaged through several other corpses this time, and from the inside of his ears and nose, a group of large and small rats actually came out, and several of them had a large intestine in their mouths, and Zhang Meng felt sick to his stomach when he saw it.

One of the rats was bitten by his companion, and his entire head was swallowed in an instant, and the headless corpse rolled from side to side, and several rats around him immediately rushed over and tore at it.

Chen lame swallowed: "I said how they survived, it turned out that it was all about eating the meat of their companions!" ”

"Look." Fu Bo trembled and pointed in one direction, Zhang Meng's hair almost stood up as soon as he turned around, the old woman who was sitting in the coffin on the mountain before, half of her body was exposed behind a tree, and the corners of her mouth showed a weird smile, Chen Cripple Sick Ghost Zhao San A few of them have seen the world Fortunately, Zhang Meng and Fu Bo have long been frightened and out of shape, and their bodies are shaking like a sieve.

"Hurry up, this broken forest is very evil, don't care about that dead old woman." Zhao San didn't want to cause more trouble, God knows what kind of mystery this dead old lady will come up with, just leave her alone.

After walking for a while, I finally found a small river more than a meter wide.

"By the way, along this river, as long as it takes more than half a day, you can reach Shaoshan...... "Fu Bo said excitedly.

Chen Cripple frowned and said, "This water seems to be a little weird, this smell is so fishy." ”

Zhao San also nodded when he heard this, and he shone the strong light in his hand into the water, but the faces of several of them became extremely strange. The water in this river was scarlet, as if it were blood, and there was a foul smell of rotten eggs in the water, which made people sick to their stomachs.

"It's strange, when I came, the water in this river was still very clear, and the fish in it could be seen clearly, why has it become so muddy now, can't it be all blood?" Fauber said with some horror.

"No, if there is too much feces and debris, and the river water is stagnant and circulating, it is likely to ferment into this color......"

Zhang Shaohong has invited many teachers to Zhang Meng, but he has also taught some chemical principles, Zhang Meng hurriedly spoke up.

"It's not that simple, there is a corpse gas in this water, it is very likely to be a river of corpses, don't get too close to this river when you go, and when you fall down and hook the zongzi, you may not be able to climb up." Chen Cripple said with a solemn face.

When pouring the bucket, I am afraid of encountering the zongzi that will be watery, and the general zongzi skin is treated with drugs, and these drugs will be submerged when they encounter water, so there is any danger of diving directly into the water to hold their breath. But this kind of water-inducing zongzi is born with divine power in the water, and the area in Xiangxi and Xiangbei also calls them water ghosts.

Zhang Meng listened to what Chen Cripple said, and involuntarily stayed away a few steps. A few people walked with special lightening intensity, so they didn't disturb those rats, except for some lonely, and they haven't encountered a large-scale rat swarm for the time being.

"Why is there no road ahead?"

Zhao San's face changed, and in front of them were some messy stones, as well as piles of firewood piled up several meters higher than people, blocking the intersection on both sides.

"No, it was a smooth place back then, and there were sand depressions on both sides of the river, why is it like this now?" Fauber was also full of doubts.

"This pile of stuff seems to have blocked the back road and fought an ambush battle." Zhao San squinted his eyes and said, he had been with a warlord for a while in his early years, and he was very accurate to see this thing.

Zhang Meng's voice was a little trembling: "But there are no bones here, will they all be thrown into the river?" ”

"It's really possible!" Zhao San thought for a moment and nodded.

Chen Cripple shook his head with a folding shovel a few times, these rotten branches and dead leaves were piled up too thickly, and it was impossible for a few of them to dig them up.

"Why don't we find something to step on?" Zhang Meng thought for a moment and asked tentatively.

Chen lame shook his head and said: "No, I don't know how long these firewood piles have been placed, and it is estimated that they are almost rotten. ”

"I think I can make a bamboo raft! Anyway, there are a lot of firewood piles here, so it shouldn't be a problem to find some hard ones to paddle on the water. The sick man suddenly spoke.

Zhao San and Chen are all happy, and the sick ghost is usually very quiet, but when he speaks, he can often get to the point.

Just do it, Zhang Meng helped split the pyre and pulled out some coarser wood.

Chen and Zhao San used some smaller sticks to hold the wood in place, tied a dead knot with a rope, and after an hour, they also made two simple bamboo rafts in a decent manner.

"The water here is not shallow, and it should be no problem for this bamboo raft to support two or three people!" Fauber nodded, signaling that the rafts should be fine.

Zhao San, the lame man and Fu Bo opened the road in front, Zhang Meng and Chen lame followed closely behind, in order to prevent the water from being too rapid to wash away the bamboo raft, Zhao San also specially took a thick rope to lead the two bamboo rafts back and forth, and after testing that there was no problem, several people jumped on the bamboo raft.

Zhao San held a long stick to the shore, and the bamboo raft slowly began to flutter.

"The blood-stained robe is red through the armor, who dares to compete with the sun; In ancient times, there was only Changshan Zhao Zilong! Zhao San held the boat, singing loudly, and immediately roared a few times, the echo of the valley came, Zhao San listened carefully to his voice, and felt more and more satisfied.

This song is his favorite Peking Opera, and he used to hum a few words when he was fine, but since he went to Lop Nur, he rarely sang this song, and he was afraid to think of those companions who fell in Lop Nur. At this time, Zhao San was full of comfort, the previous days had passed, and now he had already let go.

"Third uncle, you have to get it! If you continue to sing it, wait until those male rats are about to come into heat, and when the time comes, you won't regret dragging you to be the lady of the village. ”

"you, back then, my song "Changban Slope", the head of the Beijing Opera Troupe liked it so much that he had to stay there as a pillar. If it weren't for Lao Tzu being cheated by your uncle, he would now be one of the best drama celebrities, you are a torturer! ”

Zhao San was so angry that he scolded, seeing the two of them arguing, Fu Bole laughed, and the haze of the previous encounter with the rat seemed to be swept away.

"Hey, what's wrong with you, Uncle Ghost? Why is your face so ugly, it can't be poisoning, right? Zhang Meng turned around and found that the sick ghost's face was a little ugly, and he suddenly asked anxiously.

"I'm fine, it's just that I'm thinking about what your third uncle just said."

"Singing songs?" Zhang Meng's face was a little strange.

The sick ghost shook his head and said, "That ambush war, if it happened in the past ten years, it is most likely the operation of suppressing bandits. It stands to reason that these bandits are all evil, and the PLA should not let them go for any reason, but why did they leave such a river unblocked? ”

Zhang Meng thought for a while, and suddenly felt creepy: "Could it be that they think that as long as they enter this river, it is a dead end?" ”