Coming out of the ward, Fang Feilang first called Dr. Ding Shen and asked him to come over and stand by.

Then he called Yan Ruyu and sent Qiu Yinyin's address to go camping to his mobile phone.

In the end, he called his wife to report, but he didn't say that he was going to dig up the grave of the dead, but changed to a more acceptable way of saying - going to the mountains to collect medicine.

Ning Ruobing believed it, told him a few words, and hung up the phone.

Fang Feilang came out of the main entrance of the hospital, and as soon as he looked up, he saw the four generals standing beside Dunzi.

The four of them were wearing red, yellow, blue, and green sportswear, and they looked like they had just come down from the marathon, and they were all sweating.

As soon as Fang Feilang appeared, the four generals waved their arms one after another and greeted him, "Brother Lang is good!" ”

"Brother Fang is good!"

"Hello hall master!"

The last person to speak was Yu Ying, she looked at the three people beside her, then at the pier, and shouted crisply, "Doctor Fang!" ”

I have to say that Fang Feilang likes this title the most, with feelings!

The other three people were dissatisfied, and they all squinted at Yu Hotaru, and their expressions were really envious, jealous and hateful!

"Let's go! Get in! ”

Fang Feilang beckoned, and several people got into the car, and the back seats were suddenly crowded.

"Brother Lang, where are you going?"

Dunzi respectfully asked, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the four cubs sitting in the back row. I suddenly felt that I was a little redundant, and I shouldn't have called them!

Fang Feilang didn't say anything, and directly sent the address sent by Yan Ruyu to Dunzi's mobile phone.

Porsche went all the way, Fang Feilang suddenly remembered that he hadn't explained to his daughter yet, so he hurriedly called Ye Xiaorou and told her about his arrangements in the past few days.

Regarding Fang Feilang's schedule, which is often away from home, Ye Xiaorou didn't feel cold at all, "um" and "ah" twice, and hung up the phone directly.

When everyone bowed their heads to each other, only Ye Xiaorou was still the most maverick.

"Brother Fang, does this operation need to be recorded? Do you want to escalate? ”

"Brother Lang, this is the first time we have taken collective action! Get off the bus in a while and take a photo to keep a souvenir! ”

"I'll erect a monument for you again, it says, the empty city and the hall lord are here? Why do you like formalism so much? Bored! ”

"Can you unify your names? It's annoying! ”

……

A few people were talking about it, and Fang Feilang also enjoyed the time with them.

Although their identities are only "bodyguards", in his eyes, they are all younger brothers and sisters.

He is used to being alone, and there are so many more around Leng Buding, which is quite rare!

talked and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at Xiaohuang Mountain, where Qiu Yinyin was camping.

Xiaohuang Mountain is not high, the altitude is barely one thousand meters, the surroundings are lush and green, surrounded by green pines, and it looks quite a bit fairy. It is named "Little Yellow Mountain", which is also worthy of its name.

At the foot of the mountain is the resort, and as soon as they enter, there is a car following them, and the people in the car claim to be free tour guides and are willing to be guides for them.

After hearing that Fang Feilang was going to the campsite, the tour guide immediately changed his face, jumped out with one foot on the accelerator, and was never seen again

Read on! Fang Feilang and the others looked at each other, and no one understood what was going on.

Yu Hotaru said, "I see that the tour guide's face is green, I guess I'm scared!" ”

Kongcheng followed and said, "The place we are going to should be quite dangerous, brothers, copy the good guys, first-level alert!" ”

Fang Feilang didn't say a word, and he already had some plans in his heart.

After arriving at the resort, Fang Feilang and the others explained their intentions to the village chief, falsely claiming that they were Chinese medicine practitioners who had come to collect medicine. In order to deceive the other party into believing it, Fang Feilang also took out his work ID.

Despite this, the village chief still did not believe his words and retreated.

Fang Feilang really had no choice but to use medical skills to convince people, and successively showed the village chief, tour guide and others a round of illness, which was recognized and trusted.

At the same time, everyone's chatterbox was also opened, scrambling to export "intelligence".

"Doctor Fang, you can't go to the campsite on the mountain! There are yellow-haired zombies there, and my grandson went to pick mushrooms the other day and saw that zombie drinking animal blood! ”

"Nonsense! A few days ago, the forestry expedition team came over and went up the mountain to check, saying that there were first-class wild protected animals on the mountain, and they wanted to be enclosed as a protected area, so we didn't go in! ”

"I've lived here for 40 years and I haven't seen any conservation animals, so they can see them? Nonsense! ”

"That's right! I've heard that they're not forestry at all, they're people sent from Kyoto's Genbing Pavilion......"

Listening to this, Fang Feilang became more and more curious, what kind of beast was there in the campsite!

Also, why did the village set up a campsite next to the tomb site?

When Fang Feilang expressed the question in his heart, someone quickly answered him, "There is a small waterfall there, which is a local characteristic scenic spot. Although it is next to the old tomb in the village, there are small forests and iron nets wrapped in it, so most tourists do not go there! ”

After understanding the situation, Fang Feilang insisted on going up the mountain, and there were brave villagers who were willing to drive them up, but they definitely did not stay there.

Fang Feilang happily agreed, and under the leadership of the villagers, he came to the campsite.

When the car drove to the campsite, it was almost dark, and the group went around the neighborhood a few times, but did not find anything special, and finally decided to camp in place and wait for dawn to go into the old cemetery.

The villagers under the mountain heard that Fang Feilang and the others were going to camp, so they were so frightened that they turned off the intercom and went home to sleep, he didn't want to hear the wolf crying and howling!

Youying and the others, who were born in the special forces team, are staunch atheists like Fang Feilang, they have seen failed test subjects in the north, and they have seen more terrible things, compared to those things, what are they at the moment?

Around the bonfire, Fang Feilang and others were chewing biscuits and scrolling through mobile phone videos, when they suddenly heard a cry in their ears. It is the common sound of crying graves, the sound is not loud, intermittent, like a man and a woman, looming, sometimes near and sometimes far away.

Hotaru snorted and laughed, "This is starting to pretend to be tricky?" ”

The empty city on the side silently pulled out the military thorn and held it in his hand, and the others also showed their guys, ready to touch it and compete.

Fang Feilang squinted his eyes and sniffed hard. He found that there was only the smell of a few of them in the air! Other than that, there was only the smell of corpses, and there was an indescribable smell.

"Don't move." Fang Feilang said to the four generals who were about to get up and touch the past, "

Read on! I got it! ”

Dunzi glanced at the four generals, got up and stood up with Fang Feilang. Unexpectedly, the other side Feilang sent away with the same words.

With the third young master, Fang Feilang walked in the direction of the source of the cry.

In the night, he saw a hairy man half-bowed and half-kneeling in front of a tall tomb, with his back to Fang Feilang, most of his body, hidden in the shadow of the grave.

Fang Feilang couldn't see his face, he only knew that he had no smell on him!

Everyone has their own unique taste, but the "person" in front of him does not.

"Where is sacred?"

Fang Feilang asked in a calm tone, and his crying stopped abruptly! The hairy "man" slowly turned around, and his front and back were the same! It's all hairy! No face! No facial features! Nothing! Like a walking leather, trembling in the night wind, standing against the wind.

Ordinary people are already frightened when they see it!

This is the reason why Fang Feilang didn't let the four generals and Dunzi follow!

He guessed that it might not be people here, for fear that they would be scared!

"Who are you?"

The furry leather made a piercing sound like the tip of a needle cutting through glass.

But this couldn't scare Fang Feilang, because his golden divine pupil had already seen what the other party was!

"Don't pretend! Show up! Fang Feilang put his hands behind his back and said word by word, "Old man, don't force me to do it!" ”

The little night wind hovering around suddenly changed its direction and turned into a whirlwind, rushing towards Fang Feilang, as if it was about to swallow him on the spot!

"Arrogant! My Third Master Huang, can you summon it when you wait for splashing? ”

Before the other party's words fell, I saw a black shadow flash in mid-air, and the third young master jumped out like a cannonball, hitting the target directly - that hairy skin!

The moment the skin hit the ground, a black shadow flashed behind the grave, and the third young master stepped forward and pressed it in place.

Fang Feilang lit the flashlight, stepped forward, tilted his head to look at the weasel who was pressed to the ground by the third young master, and couldn't help grinning, "It's such a little thing!" Doesn't it mean that nuts are not allowed to become sperm in the future? How can there be any fish that have slipped through the net? ”

"Let go of me!"

The weasel on the ground struggled desperately, and his mouth made a human voice that was neither male nor female.

This may have been the worst failure in the career of its owner!

Stealing chickens doesn't make rice, and almost puts your life in!

"The fur is good, and it can make a good scarf!" After Fang Feilang finished speaking, the weasel immediately begged for mercy, "Master don't!" Spare your life! ”

"Spare your life? Okay! You show up, let me learn too, your art of soul restraint! ”

The person who hid behind the back and manipulated the weasel to pretend to be tricky was suddenly dumbfounded!

Anyone even knows about the Detention Spirit? Today is a connoisseur!

In desperation, the weasel's owner agreed to show up.

Fang Feilang waited in the tomb for half an hour before he saw a young man limping up from the path behind the graveyard.

After the two sides met, the lame guy arched his hand towards Fang Feilang and said, "The junior Huang Shulin has seen the seniors!" ”

Fang Feilang waved his hand towards the third young master,

Read on! The other party put down the weasel, and in the blink of an eye, the thing was gone.