Chapter Eighty-Three: Red Dust Has Its Own Tribulations

I was speechless about Huang Yuting's complaints and complaints, and I didn't know how to comfort her.

I'm not a comforting person.

In particular, this person is also his former ex-girlfriend.

However, fortunately, there is still old fat at this time.

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Saying goodbye to Huang Yuting, Lao Fei asked me if I wanted to go to Qinhai's villa to check?

I shook my head and said, "We can't afford to mess with those people now, and we're only going to set ourselves on fire if we go, and I'm pretty clear about that." ”

Next, Lao Fei and I bought some daily necessities in the mountains, as well as communication tools that are necessary for this society...... Cell phone.

Speaking of which, this is the second time I've bought a new phone since I came back.

The money left by the grandfather, in addition to the wedding with Jingmei and the more than 50,000 lost in the 100,000 mountains, is now very little.

Money is a really good thing, although I hate to admit it, but it is so easy to use, better than women.

Subsequently, Lao Fei and I went to the Forestry Bureau to receive some slogans and warning signs such as forest fire prevention. After all, the Chinese New Year is coming, and we have to do something to make some achievements.

Of course, the most important thing in the profession of guarding the mountain is not to seek merit, but to seek no fault.

Lin Miao didn't know where to go at this time?

However, he is such a big person, and it is estimated that there will be no accidents if he doesn't provoke the Heavenly Master Mansion, so we are not too worried.

After hiring a few highly skilled motorcyclists, paying a rather expensive fare, the road was bumpy and it was already past three o'clock in the morning when I returned to the Paradise Mountain Reservoir.

The road up the mountain has not yet been repaired, and it is not possible to use a small car, nor can an off-road vehicle. Only two-wheeled motorcycles are allowed, but this requires a lot of driving skills from the driver.

Because the mountain road is steep and steep, if you are not careful, you may fall into the abyss of the cliff and break your bones.

After entering the house, he found that Lin Miao had not returned, so Lao Fei took away the hand-copied notes of the Changqing Daoist and rushed back to his room in a hurry.

The next morning, Lin Miao returned to the mountain, and Lao Fei asked him where he had been last night?

Lin Miao said lightly: "I went to visit some old friends. ”

"You still have friends out there? Who are they? The old fat asked curiously.

Lin Miao did not answer.

In the next few days, the room was covered with yellow paper around Lao Fei, and these were all the spirit talismans he drew from the handwritten notes of the Changqing Daoist.

is a good house, and he made it look like a haunted house in the mountains, which makes people panic when they look at it.

Recently, several groups of people who have returned from working hard in other places have gone to the mountains to cultivate their sentiments, only to see a house full of yellow paper next to the reservoir, so they turn around and run.

In addition, Lao Fei was stunned as if he had fallen into a demon, and he went up the mountain to cut a piece of peach wood and came back to make a peach wood sword, holding the yellow charm he had drawn, and chattering in the yard all day long, calling for wind and rain.

As a result, even a fart was bigger than the movement he made with the spirit rune method.

This continued until the day before the Chinese New Year, when more and more people went up the mountain for sightseeing, and some people complained to the Forestry Bureau. They called me and reprimanded me severely, telling me to stop my activities immediately. After hanging up the phone, I scolded the old fat stink, and the goods were reined in.

These days, I have been to the green bamboo forest and even entered the Shuanglong Cave, but I have not seen Jingmei.

The Shuanglong Cave was very deep, I walked in it for quite a long time, and I didn't see the end at all, and the further I went inside, the lower the temperature became, until I couldn't bear the cold breath inside, and then I retreated.

This result made me very depressed, and for several days, I took Lin Miao and Lao Fei to patrol the mountains and forests over and over again, checking the tourists who went up the mountain to enjoy the fun.

Time flies, and a year has become a thing of the past.

I said Happy New Year to my parents and relatives on the phone, and I set up a table in the courtyard with Lao Fei and Lin Miao. On the table are the rice dumplings that my mother has hand-wrapped and sent to the mountain, and there are other offerings.

The three of them sat on the embankment, admiring the fireworks at the foot of the mountain in the cold wind, while waiting for the time when the new year and the old year alternated, that is, the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Although the above decree prohibits fireworks and firecrackers and other flammable materials on the mountain, Lao Fei still took out the cannonballs collected from tourists in the past few days.

The mountain is long and the road is long, and those so-called leaders/guides are enjoying the joy of Qi people at home at this time, and the three of us are guarding the mountain against the cold wind at the moment, but we can't go back to our home. Occasionally, if you violate the regulations, it's not too much to put some artillery into battle, and you just need to clean it up afterwards.

In a sense, Lao Fei and I are not qualified mountain guards. At least compared to the obscure mountain guards on the news, who planted trees and fought against nature all their lives, rain or shine, we are really bad.

Needless to say, Lao Fei and I cut down several trees.

Protecting the mountains and animals? These days, under the leadership of Lin Miao, a good hunter, we have tasted almost everything we can eat.

However, we are a little different from ordinary mountain guards, except for forest fire prevention, animal protection, and afforestation. We also need to guard against the monsters of the mountains......

I don't know how many people in this world still hold nine-section mountain whips?

There are not many people like this, at least less than those who open coffin shops and paper shops. For I had never seen anyone other than the old man with a whip.

The moon of the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve is not round, and the moonlight is dim. Fireworks and rumbling explosions burst into the night sky from time to time.

"Lin Miao, the old man I saw when Yan Xiaoying and I first went to the forest house before, isn't it you?"

Sitting on the embankment, blowing a cold wind, I suddenly asked Lin Miao.

In fact, this doubt has existed in my heart for a long time, but I have never found a chance to ask him, and now while everyone is so relaxed, I can't help but ask him.

Lin Miao stared at the fireworks blooming in the night sky, her black eyes flickered, and only nodded after half a sound: "It's me, as long as the Gu poison attacks, I will be like this, and the gray hair will become an old man." ”

"And such a magical Gu poison?"

Lao Fei was surprised and asked: "According to what you say, will Lao Yan also become a bad old man?" ”

"Probably not."

Lin Miao looked at me and said with some uncertainty: "A person who is parasitic by the iron wire has a mutated body, grows red hair, doubles his strength, and has a brutal personality. I've changed a few times before, but then I stole the Gu King Corpse Devourer Ant from Tianlong Village and raised it in my body, although there were occasional red hair growth, but it wasn't too serious. It's just that...... Every time I have an attack, I'm going to be what you saw me as I was. ”

He paused, then said, "Actually, being parasitized by a wire worm is a blessing and a curse. ”

"Why do you say that?" I wondered, "Why is it a blessing when the wireworm controls its body and loses its mind and becomes a monster?" Where does the blessing come from? ”

"You've also seen it before, there are also red-haired monsters in the underground burial lake, they have mutated hundreds of years ago, but they are still alive......"

"You mean? Will the life span be extended if it is parasitized by a nematode? Old Fat's mouth opened wide in surprise and asked incredulously.

"Not bad...... In the eyes of some people, this is already an alternative kind of immortality...... In addition, the parasitic person will have much greater energy than ordinary people, and I believe you have noticed it these days. Lin Miao looked at me and said.

After Lin Miao's reminder, I really found that my physical fitness seemed to have improved a lot recently, and it was very difficult to dance the mountain whip weighing more than 20 pounds before, but now I don't feel anything. And I don't feel so tired when I patrol the mountains these days.

"Damn, there is such a good thing?"

Lao Fei jumped up violently, grabbed me by the collar and said, "Lao Yan quickly tell me where the crater of the burial lake is?" I want to be parasitized by a wire worm too, hey...... I've smoked so much over the years that I don't think I'll live to be 100 years old......"

I glanced at Lao Fei, slapped his hand away and said speechlessly: "It's good that you can live to be a sixtieth birthday, and you're still a hundred years old, so you think too much." ”

After a pause, he continued: "Besides, you think it's a good thing to be parasitized by a wire worm?" Losing your mind, the walking dead killing everywhere, even if your life is extended, you can't smoke, you can't drink, you can't pick up girls, you can't burn until your life ends, is this the life you want? ”

Lao Fei was stunned: "It's better to die if you don't smoke or drink, it's just ...... Why are you all right? ”

"Lin Miao, he may be because of the Gu King's corpse devouring ants, and then he raised the Worm King parasitic in his body as a Gu worm, and I ...... Maybe it's because of the three-way grass...... All in all, it is very dangerous to be parasitized by nematodes, otherwise why would the Gaoshan tribe be wiped out? ”

Lin Miao nodded on the side and said, "Yes, it's too difficult to be parasitized by a nematode and still be able to maintain your sanity and live like a normal person." ”

Lao Fei said with a depressed face: "But I don't want to die so soon." ”

"Who in the world doesn't want to live forever? It's just that...... It was just an ethereal dream. Even if Lin Miao's lifespan and I are extended because of the Worm King, we will always die in the end. What's more, Hongchen has its own tribulations, who can say clearly what will happen in the future? ”

As I spoke, I suddenly remembered something and asked Lin Miao, "In this way, your actual age should be more than eighteen or nineteen years old, right?" When did you get parasitized by a nematode? Decades ago...... The one who took my old man and them into the underground burial lake, could it be you? ”

This speculation even I thought was incredible, but since Lin Miao said so, I had to think about it in this way.

"Perhaps......"

Lin Miao looked at the sky and said with some confusion: "There are many things in the past that I have forgotten, and I don't even know when I was parasitized by the wireworms, and when I woke up, I was lying on the beach of the Underground Burial Lake......"

Lin Miao didn't elaborate, but I could feel his confusion and even a hint of sadness from his tone.

Of course, this kind of sadness is not perceptible to the old fat with big nerves.

"It's almost time!" Lao Fei took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, and said with emotion: "There are still a few minutes left, and it is the New Year." ”

As his words fell, countless fireworks rose into the sky under the mountain, and the sound of cannons and fireworks exploded. The whole world roared incessantly, and even the whole earth shook.

The night sky is filled with fireworks and fireworks, like lightning and thunder, and it is very lively.

Lao Fei took out a lighter, trotted two steps and lit the artillery that had already been placed on the edge of the embankment.

In the sound of artillery fire, we all stood up and looked into the distance, and our mood was not calm on this special and festive day.

Everyone has people and past events that they miss, even the taciturn Lin Miao is not an exception.

Soon after, billowing smoke swept up from the bottom of the mountain, enveloping the whole world in an instant. The surroundings were gray and hazy, the visibility was only about ten meters, and brilliant fireworks loomed in the gray fog.

The mist rolled in, inhaled into our lungs, and made our throats itch, and then we began to cough violently.

This is not a fog formed by nature, but a man-made fog because of too many fireworks burning. As long as the sound of firecrackers continues at night, the gray fog will not disperse, and even in the next few days, there will be this gray fog on the mountain.

This man-made gray fog is an extremely serious pollution to nature......