Haw.

Whisper.

The bird flies up from the branch and falls on the branch.

The midday sun shone across the land, but it was carefully sifted through the dense mountain forest, turning into speckled orange fragments.

In the nameless mountain, in the nameless forest, there are two nameless people walking.

"I said old fellow." The little beggar wiped his sweat and said, "Where are you going to go after walking for a long time?" ”

"Of course, I'll take you to heal." The old beggar said.

"Sick? What is my condition? The little beggar said.

The old beggar didn't answer, but tapped the little beggar on the left leg with a bamboo pole.

"Oops." The little beggar grinned in pain, but said, "What kind of disease is this, it will be fine in a few days." ”

"Do you really think it's as simple as being bitten by a dog?" The old beggar said.

"I wasn't bitten by a dog, was I bitten by a zombie dog?" The little beggar said disapprovingly.

"That's right, it's a zombie dog!" The old beggar said solemnly.

"Haha...... You're not kidding? The little beggar squinted at the old beggar and smiled wistfully.

"Do you know what a zombie dog is?" The old beggar said.

"I heard from the old people in the village that there used to be zombies in the vicinity, flying around in the sky every night, sucking human blood." The little beggar said, "So during that time, when the sun went down, everyone hid and didn't dare to go out - but people can hide, animals can't, so zombies go to suck the blood of chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs, and the livestock that are sucked by zombies will become zombies if they are not burned in time - this is the origin of zombie dogs." ”

"Do you believe it or not?" The old beggar seemed to be smiling.

"What zombie dogs are in the world?" The little beggar shook his head and said, "I know, in fact, they are some leprosy mad dogs, people who have been bitten by this kind of dog will get rabies, mild symptoms will run around screaming and spitting, serious will bite people everywhere, as short as half a month, as long as one or two years, and finally the disease is hopeless, foaming at the mouth, limbs convulsions and dying - do you want to tell me that the dog that bit me is a sick mad dog?" ”

The old beggar shrugged.

"I think you're eating pretty well." The little beggar said.

"It's okay to go to the end." The old beggar said, "But that's not the point, the point is that once this mad bies is infected, there is no cure!" ”

"No cure?" The little beggar said curiously, "Then you said you would take me to the doctor?" ”

"To cure a disease, you don't have to use medicine." The old beggar said.

"If you don't use medicine, what is it?" The little beggar frowned.

"Have you ever heard of 'fighting poison with poison'?" The old beggar said.

"I'm going down the mountain." When the little beggar heard this, he turned around and left.

"Little bastard, I don't know what to do." The old beggar stretched out the bamboo pole and mixed it, and the little beggar suddenly fell and gnawed on the mud.

"Even if I die, I don't want to be used for weird human experiments." The little beggar struggled.

"You're not afraid of death?" The old beggar glared.

"I'm afraid." The little beggar said, "But I'm more afraid of living a ghost than a ghost." ”

"You're just listening to too many storytellings, and you think about everything in a bad way." The old beggar said, "I said that I will fight poison with poison, and I said that I will hang you up and use poisonous insects to put Gu on you, and after forty-nine days of ten thousand insects devouring your heart, Gu will become sick and retreat, turning you into a worm man who is invincible to all poisons?" ”

"Didn't you say that?" The little beggar's face was wonderful.

"Hehe, you have to go today, you have to go if you don't go, you have to go, anyway, it's decided!" The corners of the old beggar's mouth twitched, revealing a strange smile of compassion......

Why do people love Hulk?

Is it because Hulk represents ...... "as long as I'm not happy, I can fix things even if I don't have a brain"?

Perhaps, most people live in a 'mindless and unhappy' in their hearts.

Perhaps, we just want to be a simple person......

(End of chapter)