Chapter 145: Leaving the Ancient Tomb Village
At first glance, I recognized that there were all the neighbors of Kofun Village standing at the bottom of the hillside......
The group walked for a long time in the white fog, and strangely enough, a few people who wore watches found that their watches were gone.
Just as a few people behind me were complaining and babbling frustrations, suddenly I saw a bright red ball appear in the sky on the left. I'll go! Isn't this the sun! It's the rising sun!
The others also saw the red sun, and in an instant the crowd cheered.
"Master Huang, this is ...... This is coming out, right? β
"We've got ...... saved"
Song Wenjing also smiled at me, although she didn't say anything, but at this time, silence is better than sound, and the girl's smile is always magical to the boy.
After a little further walking, the fog grew lighter and lighter, until the last bit of fog was gone.
Seeing that they had completely walked out of the white fog, more than a dozen people sat down on the spot, and several of them cried with joy, laughing and laughing.
Wang Qianmo also cried.
"What's wrong, Momo?"
Wang Qianmo shook his head, not knowing whether he was reluctant to speak, or didn't know what to say.
The old Uncle Huang on the side said lightly: "Little evil, let Momo be quiet for a while!" Xiao Wang really went to ...... this time."
In fact, when I woke up and saw that there was no Uncle Wang, I had already guessed that I was not far from ten, but when I heard Uncle Huang say this, I still chuckled in my heart.
I sat quietly next to Wang Qianmo, didn't say a word, just sat quietly with him......
Half an hour later, the group continued on their way, and walked for nearly an hour before they detoured out of the valley and came to the main road.
We first came to the location where we had parked and saw only the ruts on the ground. Director Tong once told the driver Xiaohu to ask the driver to come over Xiaohu, if we still haven't come back after two days, let him go back quickly and report everything to Director Zheng.
At this moment, the more than 100 people were completely relaxed, and the groups of three and five sat together again.
I'll have time to clear my doubts.
"Old Uncle Huang, why did I faint just now?"
"Dizzy? You're in a great kid's physique! If you have a poor physique, you are likely to meet the Taoist ancestor on the spot! β
I recalled, but I felt a huge impact rushing towards me, and I didn't get hurt!
Old Uncle Huang smiled at me: "You were injured by evil anger just now, this time it's not a joke, you can be regarded as picking up a life!" β
I didn't seem to understand, thinking that the evil qi he said was probably a force on "it", similar to yin qi.
After that, we communicated with a few unfamiliar faces, and learned that more than 20 of the 100 people were Professor Sun and his colleagues and friends, and I remember that they said before that the purpose of coming to Yin Valley was to find colleagues who had lost contact before.
Others either secretly went up to the mountains to hunt or collect medicine, or so-called travelers, and their experiences were similar. This is in response to the saying: If you don't die, you won't die.
Everyone's nervous system was in a tense state before, but now that they suddenly relaxed, they found a very embarrassing thing, that is, almost everyone was disheveled, and there was this unpleasant smell on their bodies. Needless to say, they haven't changed their clothes or bathed for a long time......
Song Wenjing has been sitting against me, and there is a big hole in the belly of her blouse, revealing the white belly inside, but people don't care at all, and still laugh and talk to me about our experience after we separated.
It turned out that shortly after they parted with us that day, they encountered a red mist, and then they didn't know anything.
At this time, Professor Sun and several other old scholars once again overcame their fear, and they all surrounded Uncle Huang and asked him what his previous experience was.
Lao Huang tells them that everything is controlled by "it".
A few old professors had to break the casserole and ask what this "it" was.
Lao Huang smiled bitterly a few times and explained: It can be understood as a devil or a demon king, in short, it is an invisible and very awesome thing.
After resting for a while, everyone realized that they had been hungry for a long time and urgently needed something to eat. The group had no choice but to continue along the road.
After walking for less than ten minutes, they heard a siren in front of them, and everyone was stunned.
This place is sparsely populated, why are there still policemen? I thought about it, could it be that the driver Xiaohu moved in to rescue the soldiers?
Sure enough, in less than three minutes, a commercial police car appeared at the end of the highway, which was the one that Xiaohu drove before, followed by four police cars.
The police car whistled and heard in front of us. As soon as the car stopped, Xiaohu opened the door and jumped out of the driver's seat.
"Little evil? Master Huang? You guys...... There are so many of you? What about Director Tong? β
When Xiao Hu saw me and Uncle Huang, he glanced at the more than 100 people behind us, and his face suddenly showed surprise.
"Young man, don't be surprised, Director Tong and a few of them are no longer thereβI can't speak clearly to youβdo you have anything to eat?"
Lao Huang said that he was very serious in the front, but as soon as the words came out, the few policemen who came down and the people behind us all sighed, and they probably all felt that this old Taoist priest was a little unserious!
Soon, all the policemen who got off the car surrounded them, and several of them recognized Uncle Huang at a glance.
"If you need it, call the police" is a popular colloquial phrase in our local area in the eighties and nineties, and I think it is very appropriate to use it in the here and now.
The two police officers walked up to us, first looked me and Uncle Huang up and down, asked Xiaohu a few words, and then turned around and whispered a few words.
"You are the Master Huang mentioned by Director Tong?" A policeman asked.
"Lao Dao, my surname is Huang, but I dare not take the title of master!"
The two police officers paused, probably not expecting Uncle Huang to be so "literary".
"Master Huang, you just said that Director Tong has ...... Gone? Yes...... Can you elaborate on what's going on? β
Lao Huang smiled bitterly: "In the words of the common people, 'gone' means dead." β
As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen policemen were taken aback, and the right hand of two policemen subconsciously took it into their arms, presumably with guns in their arms.
The police officer standing on my left hand side hurriedly waved his hand, signaling the police not to act rashly, and then looked at Old Uncle Huang: "Master Huang, when and where did Director Tong happen?" You've got to ......."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Uncle Huang: "I don't know the specific time, it's at least a week!" Well, it's in the kofun village we went to this time. β