158, the simple Liu Dayou

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Mornings in the mountains and forests are nothing new to coyotes, but in the depths of the jungle surrounded by vines and clouds, the more the coyotes want to go in and take a look when the sky is slightly bright. But he knew that what Mo Lei said was right, he really couldn't survive in the Andes Mountains alone, after all, in addition to wild beasts, there were more man-eating things hidden in the mysterious mountain forests, waiting for the prey to be caught.

After continuing his morning workout near the plantation, the hands on the coyote's watch were already pointing to 5:50 a.m. Today took ten minutes longer than usual, because the coyote found that his two traps about 1,000 meters on the side of the mountain forest had been damaged to varying degrees, and the track should be a large beast. It took a little time to repair the trap, and then picked the wild fruit on two trees by the way, which I saw two days ago, and waited for it to be ripe before picking it back, so as not to eat indiscriminately again from Wang Yuwei's kid. The all-you-can-eat a few days ago made that stupid kid go to the toilet several times in a morning.

According to the process on the schedule, today is the first time Liu Dayou arrives. In 15 minutes, Liu Dayou will appear at the plantation, and then at 6:30 a.m., he will appear outside the door of the thatched hut where the coyotes live. Their subject today is intelligence gathering, of course, this high-level subject was naturally thought up by Mo Lei, after all, Liu Dayou runs a snack bar, and there are always many locals who come from Kalka Town or other nearby towns to do business, and they will find this Chinese restaurant for a meal. And this kind of snack bar is one of the best places to inquire and collect news, and Mo Lei will naturally not let it go.

When the morning light broke through the chaotic white mist and sprinkled the light on the four fields, the coyote held the white porridge, leaned against a tree stump in the doorway, and drank it heavily. The entrance of the thatched house has been built into a 200-square-meter dirt floor, and the rammed flat ground is stacked with split wood, which is the result of Wang Yuwei's training in the past few days. On the other side, there are a few hats, is there a few showers in the mountains and forests, coyotes in case of emergency, so they take local materials, with memory to make a few hats and robes, but listen to other people's love.

When Liu Dayou hurriedly walked from the path to the thatched hut, the coyote had already finished drinking the second bowl of white porridge. The white mist filled the woods, the dew on the leaves was crystal clear, and even in autumn, there were still large clumps of colorful flowers blooming in the yellow, white and red spotted grass, and two purple-throated gem hummingbirds with purple-brown wings perched on a coca tree, red fruits growing between the oval leaves. The birds saw the figure approaching in a hurry, and flew down to the lower branches without care, and the crisp chirping resounded in the wilderness.

Liu Dayou is 42 years old, his face is slick and humble as a small businessman, his tall body is slightly rickety, his hair is extremely short, and his fingernails are always clean. He walked very fast, as if someone was chasing after him, and when he spoke to people, he rarely made eye contact with others, only letting a humble smile appear on his face.

The coyote didn't like this Liu Dayou very much, but Mo Lei told him that this Liu Dayou, although he was a little shrewd and cautious, was a common problem of small businessmen. Liu Dayou belongs to the second generation of immigrants, and his father came to Colombia at a very young age, but Liu Dayou can not only speak fluent Mandarin but also some hometown dialect, which at least means that this person will not forget his roots, and Mo Lei has indeed helped in the process of dealing with Liu Dayou several times. In particular, the store he opened is still very helpful to the current situation.

"Brother Wolf."

Liu Dayou, who was hurrying forward, was startled when he saw the coyote that suddenly appeared on the side of the road. But it soon returned to normal, and it took only a fraction of a second for the shock on his face to turn into a smile, and then he stood by the side of the road with his hands hanging down naturally, and his eyes looked at the two hummingbirds diagonally above. The birds, as if unable to stand his gaze, chirped, and fluttered away one after the other. But in an instant, an orange-breasted falcon with purple-green wings and a red belly flew over, retracted its wings, and stood firmly on the tree.

"It's early, big brother." The coyote stood in place with a smile and looked at Liu Dayou, who was a little uneasy, he didn't know where Liu Dayou's uneasiness came from, but he didn't plan to ask. Just get along well, everyone is compatriots, it is not easy to survive in this place, I and Mo Lei just hope that when neither of us is here in the future, compatriots can still have the courage and skills to fight in the face of the black hand.

"It's not early, it's not early." Liu Dayou's gaze swept over the coyote. Look again at the fog not far ahead. That location is where the coyote hut is located.

"Let's go, go in and sit down. Didn't sleep well last night? ”

Seeing Liu Dayou's slightly puffy eyes, the coyote asked in surprise while leading the way in front.

"Well......, yes, the file closed late, and the child's health is not very good." Liu Dayou walked behind him with his head bowed, his voice was very clear, which did not match his actual age, and the accent of the voice alone looked like a young man in his 20s.

The coyote has long known that the child is not in good health, and it is said that he has been to many hospitals to see it, and the doctor has said that he is helpless. For this, the coyote does not know how to comfort it. As a result, both of them quickly fell silent, but they were very close to the hut, and two minutes later, they had already crossed the earthen lawn and walked to the corridor outside the hut.

"There will always be a way, no, the child himself has been carrying it countless times, and Mo Lei is also looking for a doctor elsewhere." Sitting down on a wicker chair outside the pillar, the coyote patted Liu Dayou on the shoulder. In front of the rattan chair is a one-foot-high tree pole, a one-square-meter section that is used as a coffee table, on which two cups of hot tea are placed. He handed a cup to Liu Dayou, picked up a cup and drank most of it in one gulp.

The sky was getting brighter, and the fog was getting thicker and thicker instead of dissipating. The coolness of the morning turned to humidity and muggy, and the insects that had been chirping in the forest disappeared, but the crisp sounds of birds came from all directions. The wind brought Lin Tao, like a low tsunami sound, cascading from near and far and then from far to near. Wisps of mist floated and drifted through the mountains, but more mist rushed in from the periphery to make up for the vanished part. The green, blue, and yellow that loom in the white mist are tinged with sparkling water.

He carefully blew on the teacup and took a few sips with his head down. Liu Da did not respond to the coyote's pale comfort, his eyes looked at the undulating leaves in the teacup, and the thick fingers holding the teacup were stable and powerful, as if he had not been affected in any way.

"Let's have a casual chat today, big brother. You should be familiar with this area? Let's go for a walk together? "The coyote finished his tea and chewed it off.

He found himself with this Liu Dayou, and he really didn't know what to say, so he walked around and talked about it casually. After all, unilateral training is not very useful for many people, but it will be easier for people to imperceptibly talk about their thoughts and instill the necessary content in casual chat.

The most appropriate way to collect information is the oldest artificial method of collection, which is the experience of Coyote and Mo Lei. And these experiences were bought back with the lives and blood of some predecessors. The high-tech way of gathering intelligence is not undesirable, but the excessive reliance on the machine itself adds danger and falsehood to the intelligence work, and in the process of collecting and transmitting it, the machine has no character and cannot see whether it is lying or not, and the person who operates the machine can take advantage of this.

"Wow."

Liu Dayou stood up happily, he was one centimeter taller than the coyote, his body was stout, and his figure was already slightly bloated. But when he stood up, he habitually bent his body a little, and he looked shorter than the coyote, and his face was piled up with the habitual humility of a smile.

"Brother You, you don't have to be so polite to us." The coyote couldn't stand Liu Dayou's expression. But every time he said it, Liu Dayou also smiled and agreed every time, but it was still the same expression.

The coyote didn't say much, pulled out a machete from the few knives hanging on the wall at the door, motioned for Liu Dayou to take one too, and turned around and walked towards the depths of the mountain range.

Looking at the depths of the cloud-shrouded mountain, a trace of fear flashed across Liu Dayou's face. But he looked at the coyote striding into the hillside in front of him, and the masseter muscles on his face tightened, and he also strode up.

The two were two or three meters apart from each other, and the coyote occasionally asked, and Liu Dayou replied, and then there was silence. But the coyote doesn't care about these, after all, this is a good start, and on this way of chatting, the coyote has already said part of what he wants to say for Liu Dayou to understand, Liu Dayou began to say more, he made a simple summary of the situation in his store and the things that the locals who came to eat recently, and analyzed it with the coyote, and unconsciously went a little faster, almost parallel to the coyote.

The first rays of the morning sun pierced the thick mist from the sky and brought out a golden yellow in the woods. The insatiable stranglehold plant is distinct from the root parasitic plant with its unique roots, the latter having very large petals, bright red in color, fleshy petals, and emitting a strong rancid smell, like a pile of stinky meat. The ground is covered with dead branches or fluffy humus, and the mottled fungi greedily absorb nutrients. Long-tailed macaques swing from tree to tree, and birds of all kinds jump and chirp from branch to branch. The fog on the ground rose and gradually dissipated.

Gradually, the road became narrower and narrower, and then what appeared in front of the two of them was a large area of trees and shrubs, as well as all kinds of small plants hanging on different branches and vines, like a hanging garden. The air smells of fresh plants and rotten blades of grass and dead animals. The coyote raised his hand and began to use the machete to chop through the weeds in front of him, but he looked back at Liu Dayou, who was standing there motionless, and asked in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"Let's stop here. You don't have to go in anymore, there's no way here. Liu Dayou's expression was a little unnatural. His upper clothes were already wet with dew, and his shoulders and sleeves were wet, and he shivered in the air in his 20s.

"Is it cold? Come, put on my coat, and I'll chop. The coyote thought that Liu Dayou's body was not strong enough, so he ripped off his coat and threw it to the other party.

"No, no, no." Liu Dayou took the clothes and grabbed them in his hands, "We have come in too far, it is very evil here, it turns out that a few children have not gone out since they came in, and they have not seen anyone alive or dead." ”

"Oh? I've never heard of it. It's just a legend. The coyote smiled. If there are old people everywhere to scare children, it seems that even Chinese who have emigrated are not exempt from vulgarity.

"Don't go in." Liu Dayou's expression began to become agitated. I involuntarily clenched the handle of the knife in my hand.

The coyote with his back to Liu Dayou was unaware of Liu Dayou's changes, and still slashed a few times vigorously, cutting off a wrist-thick vine, and there was a sound of rustling in the grass half a meter high in front of him, and the coyote took a step back, put the blade in front of him, and roared at Liu Dayou in a low voice.

"Stand back, a big snake."

The stunned Liu Dayou had just slashed a knife, the blade was stuck in the trunk on the right side and was not pulled out, and he pulled the handle of the knife hard when he heard the sound, but the coyote pushed him away with his left hand backwards, and he was engrossed in a posture waiting for the python to appear. But the sound of rustling turned back in the grass and rushed in the other direction. There was a sound of struggle and a shrill cry in that direction, presumably a mouse that had fallen into the mouth of a snake.

The coyote wiped his sweat, raised his hand to pull out the machete on the trunk, and threw it to Liu Dayou. He looked at Liu Dayou's pale face, opened his mouth, and revealed a mouth full of snow-white teeth, "What are you afraid of, there is me." ”

Liu Dayou nodded resignedly.

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