I looked at Urati and felt hairy, probably because of the psychological effect, who made the big boss in the fat bear story just now an old man, think about it carefully, although Urati is always chattering, but he behaved quite cooperatively along the way, and it was originally us who dragged people into the forest, and now I still suspect people, it's really a little unreasonable.

After Urati walked over slowly, he looked at us vigilantly and asked, "What do you need help with?" ”

So I briefly retold the story told by the fat bear and asked him if he had really seen the dead trees with human faces on them in the poplar forest.

Urat didn't listen to what I said too carefully, but carefully looked at the small book with ghost stories in the fat bear's hand with eagle-like sharp eyes, and then said, "Before Urati answers this question, please tell Urati where this book came from?" ”

"I found it in the cabin before, and I saw it as soon as I entered. Why, you didn't even notice? Fat Bear replied.

Urati nodded, withdrew his gaze from the little notebook, looked at us, and said, "I swear by my devotion to the true God, Urati has indeed seen a tree with a human face in this forest, and if it is in the right direction, we may meet it soon." ”

Zheng Tianfei Xiong and I looked at each other, and it was not easy to determine whether what Urati said was true or false.

At this time, the fat bear suddenly raised the ghost story collection in his hand and said: "I think this old man may not be talking nonsense this time, you think, eighty percent of the ghost story manuscript in my hand was written by the owner of the wooden house, and we staunch materialists believe that matter determines consciousness, and people's subjective creation comes from the objective world of the outside world. ”

After saying this long paragraph, it was not easy, and he felt that he was at the extreme, and forcibly supported his chin in the way of Professor Wu, so that he looked like a scholar.

I thought to myself, isn't this all the materialism taught in middle school philosophy textbooks, but he, a fortune-telling half-immortal who runs the rivers and lakes, remembers it clearly, thinking that this guy is really interesting, he is a person who made a fortune by superstition, but he flaunts himself as a staunch materialist all day long.

Zheng Tian patted the fat bear on the shoulder and said, "Then you staunch materialist should tell me what is going on with those trees with human faces?" ”

The fat bear frowned and thought for a while, then stretched out his finger excitedly and said, "I know, it must be the wind and sand here blowing on the trees, so it blows out the shape of a human face, and if you don't pay attention to it, you think it's a real human face!" ”

I almost laughed out loud when I heard the fat bear's words, and shook my hand again and again: "Fatty, do you mean that the wind and sand here are not only refined, but also full of artistic cells, and they must leave their own carving masterpieces wherever they pass?" I remember you were saying that you were a staunch materialist. ”

The fat bear defended unconvinced: "Who the hell can explain the things of the natural world? This is a desert, and the wind must not be the same as ours. People of a few decades ago may not have accepted it, but modern people should not take these things too common. Comrade Four-Eyed Tsai, please learn to look at problems from the perspective of development. ”

I didn't want to say any more, I felt that his skills were too great, far beyond the limits of human cheekiness.

At this time, Urati replied quietly: "What is the matter with the faces on those trees, you will know when you see them." ”

With that, he made a prayer gesture to the sky, then left us and walked back to the tent to rest.

The three of us looked at his back in the distance, looking at each other.

After Urati left, there were only three of us and one Nangong Han left outside the tent, and Nangong Han seemed to be asleep, so it was inconvenient for us to disturb him.

The three of them chatted around the rekindled bonfire for a while, and Zheng Tian suddenly pointed to Professor Wu's tent and said, "Those guys have been muttering in there for so long, and they don't know what they're talking about. See if we want to ......?"

"Eavesdropping, right? Fat man, I have always done things above board, and I don't care about doing this kind of thing. The fat bear shook his hand and put on a clear posture.

Zheng Tian threw his eyes on me again, and I was actually very confused in my heart, feeling that Professor Wu and their small meeting like this clearly showed their distrust of us, and I, as the leader of this joint expedition, had no status at all, except for symbolically expressing some dispensable opinions, there was almost no value.

Now that they have been talking for so long, I think the discussion is not only about Nangong Han's problem, but also about me, maybe they found out that the identity of my Mo Sect descendant is fake, so they discussed how to deal with me?

Maybe I thought too much, but for a war scumbag like me who can only move my mouth, I have to pay more attention, so I said to Zheng Tian: "Go over and listen." ”

Zheng Tian and I touched the edge of the tent like thieves, squatted down, and put our ears close to the tent, the people inside were still discussing, listening to the voice as if it was the bald man Mosen and Ai Lanlin talking, but they were all in English, and the speed of speech was extremely fast, I hadn't reacted to what the previous sentence said, and the next sentence had already been finished.

When Zheng Tian and I went to college, we both belonged to the kind of people who had to worship the gods of all directions after passing the fourth or sixth grade, and now we have graduated for many years, and we have basically forgotten our English. Now the two of us are squatting here with big eyes and staring at each other, listening to it for a long time and not knowing what is being said, and finally Zheng Tian is clever, he took out his mobile phone, clicked on the recording button, I gave him a thumbs up, thinking that this kid is worthy of engaging in the media, and he is very proficient in the left side of the door.

Not long after the recording, the fat bear, who was still sitting by the campfire, also came over.

I glanced at him and sneered in my heart: Aren't you, a decent gentleman, disdainful of eavesdropping? Why can't I resist my curiosity now, I'm really a hypocritical fat man.

As soon as the fat bear walked up to us, he opened his voice and asked, "What did they say?" ”

The fat bear's voice shouted that I was all lost, he was probably afraid that the people inside would not know that we were eavesdropping, I hurriedly straightened up and patted Zheng Tian to prepare to slip away, but unfortunately it was too late, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and out came out was the bald man Mosen and the black axe and the three eagles, all three of them were holding guns, and their eyes were fiercer than the other.

I greeted them with great embarrassment and explained, "The wind was strong just now, and the hat was blown to the edge of this tent, so I'll take it." ”

Zheng Tian also panicked, and followed my words and said, "I...... Me too, it's too windy here. ”

Morson didn't care about our ridiculous explanation, and he said in stiff Chinese: "Professor Wu invites you to come in, there is something to discuss." ”