Ah Bao was quite surprised by Feng Ling's performance, Feng Ling gave Ah Bao the impression that he was just a white-faced student, in his mind, Feng Ling should be regarded as the weakest among all people except for Murong Ruoling and An Qi, I didn't expect him to walk the mountain road for so long, he didn't blush, he didn't pant and didn't beat his heart, it seems that sometimes people can't just look at their appearance, real masters have always been low-key, in this regard, Ah Bao can't help but look at Feng Ling a little bit. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feng Ling obviously noticed Abao's strange eyes, and then smiled: "I am from the Travelers Club, and these mountain roads are not missing, so naturally they are not a problem." ”

"Oh, really?" Abao obviously felt that Feng Ling's explanation seemed a bit far-fetched, because even for a person who often climbs the mountain, it is impossible to walk for a day without being tired at all, but these are not important to him, and he doesn't want to care about it, his job is to bring everyone to their destination.

Firewood in this place is relatively easy to find, so everyone first lights a bonfire and then sets up a tent.

Abao is indeed a very attentive guide, he actually brought the whole local chicken that has been killed and cleaned, a total of three, and some seasonings, sauerkraut and soju, Miao people are good at making pickles, and like to drink soju.

"Abao, your guide is quite thoughtful, even the local chicken has been brought, okay, let's have a roast whole chicken today, hehe." The fat man was already very tired and squatted on the ground, but now when he saw the chicken, his mood immediately improved.

"I just had time the day before yesterday, so I brought three local chickens, and I still have marinated mutton in this bag, and if you need it next, you can also take it out and roast it." Apo spread the seasoning he had prepared on top of the chicken and roasted it over the campfire.

Everyone was ready to nibble on dry food and canned food, but now when they saw the chicken, they all threw the dry food aside, sat around the campfire, stared at the roast chicken, and swallowed their saliva.

The three whole chickens are slowly flipped on the fire, the fat and tender meat is roasted to a brown and crispy tenderness, the fragrant juice wraps around the roast chicken, and a little oil shines under the firelight, and the roast chicken is fragrant for a while, which is mouth-watering, and the index finger is moving.

Everyone was already hungry, as soon as Abao took down the roast chicken, they tore the roast chicken one after another, regardless of the hot chicken, agitated their cheeks, munched on it, and after a while, the three roast chickens were eaten cleanly, leaving only the chicken bones on the ground that were gnawed very clean.

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After everyone ate and drank enough, they simply did the division of labor, in the first half of the night by Feng Ling, Kampot and Abao stood guard, and in the second half of the night the fat man and Gao Jin, this time is different from the past, Feng Ling is no longer the weak Feng Ling before, and the fat man no longer has to deliberately take special care of him.

The night in the mountains is very quiet, except for the sound of various insects, and the soft sounds of birds and beasts from time to time.

Feng Ling and the three of them gathered around the campfire, chatting while adding firewood.

"Wind less, how do you say they are doing now?" After some time, Kampot began to worry about the coming of Uda again.

"Don't worry, with Zhu Qi here, it should be fine." Feng Ling has always trusted Zhu Qi, if it was Wuda alone, it might not be easy to say, but with Zhu Qi here, he believes that they will definitely be able to deal with all kinds of emergencies.

"That's right, it's good that guy is here, otherwise with Uda's brainless guy, maybe something will happen." Kampot looked disdainful, and seemed to be counting Uda, but in fact he was concerned about him.

"By the way, Abao, you said that Luo Zhu would leave a mark, but I didn't see any marks along the way." Feng Ling was careful to observe on the road.

"We generally don't mark roads like this that everyone knows, unless we are close to the hinterland of Miaojiang." Apo answered Feng Ling's question.

It was late at night, and Feng Ling and Kampot didn't have much to talk about in front of Abao, so the three of them sat quietly around the campfire, and gradually their eyelids began to heavily.

"Agu...... Agu ...... Where are you? ”

"Agu...... Agu ...... Come out quickly, don't scare grandma? ”

"Agu ......"

"Agu ......"

Feng Ling and the three of them were half-asleep, and they vaguely heard the voice of an old woman echoing in the mountains, which was obviously coming in the direction of Feng Ling and the others.

The three of them suddenly came to their senses and became alert, Feng Ling deliberately looked at his watch, and it was exactly twelve o'clock in the night.

"It's so late, how can there be an old woman in this mountain?" Kampot looked at Abao with a puzzled face.

Abao scratched his head, not knowing what was going on.

"What villages or scattered families are here?" Feng Ling confirmed to Abao that in this barren mountain and wilderness, the voice of an old man appeared in the middle of the night, which sounded weird and terrifying, and eighty percent was problematic.

Abao thought about it for a while, shook his head and affirmed: "I have passed through no less than thirty times in the past few years, and I have never found any villages or scattered people. ”

"Oh! That's weird! Feng Ling's sword eyebrows tightened, and he quickly stood up and looked around.

"But ......," Apo seemed to think of something.

"But what?" Gong also hurriedly asked.

"I've found a few abandoned houses in this neighborhood before, and I guess they were once inhabited here." Apo remembered that he had found some dilapidated and abandoned houses in the area.

"Where?" Feng Ling's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have made a discovery.

"Right in the direction of the sound just now." Apo pointed to the northwest.

"Agu...... Agu ...... Where are you? ”

"Agu...... Agu ...... Come out quickly, where are you hiding? ”

……

The old woman's voice came again, and it sounded closer and closer to the place where everyone was camping.

"The wind is less, this voice is approaching us, this midnight, it can't be haunted, right?" Kampot wasn't afraid, he had always been bold, but he didn't have the means to deal with ghosts.

"Ghosts? No, I've never encountered anything like this in all my years in this area. Apo disagreed, but he was right.

"Whether it's a human or a ghost, we'll know when she comes." Feng Ling stared firmly in the direction in which the voice came from.

"It's coming!" With the help of the bright light of the flashlight, Apo saw a clumsy old woman walking towards them with a red lantern in front of him.

The red lantern is particularly dazzling in the dark, the flame in the center of the lantern is constantly jumping, like a red ghost fire swaying in the wind, her old man's face is wrinkled, her hair is white and scattered, it looks particularly strange under the reflection of the red lantern, and it seems to be a ghost left in the sun.

"There is less wind, I think it's better to call Yu Ye to get up for this kind of thing." Kampot suggested to Feng Ling that he had some suspicions that the old woman was a ghost, and that the best at dealing with ghosts among all the people must be the fat man.

"Well, call them all up." Feng Ling nodded, maybe the fat man could see something.

"Xiao Ling, what's going on?" The fat man came out of the tent sleepily and rubbed his eyes.

Feng Ling didn't speak, but pointed ahead.

The fat man first saw a red lantern floating in the night, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was an old woman carrying a red lantern towards them.

Murong Ruoling was okay, quite calm, but An Qi was taken aback, at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, red lanterns and old people appeared out of thin air in the barren mountains and mountains, it looked like a scene in a chat, anyone would be frightened.

"Do you see anything?" Feng Ling looked at the fat man, not knowing what he would think.

"Don't worry, wait until she comes." The fat man suddenly came to his senses, and his expression became serious.

A seventy-year-old man wearing Miao costumes carried a red lantern and walked to everyone in a trance, with the help of a bonfire, everyone finally saw the old man's face clearly, this old man has a kind face, tied with a standard Miao women's bun, with a lot of silver jewelry on his head, but it is not as exaggerated as seen on TV, the main color of the Miao clothes on his body is black, embellished with a lot of colorful embroidery.

When the old man saw Feng Ling and the others, he was not afraid of life at all, and asked directly in a hurried tone: "Have you seen our family Agu?" He's gone! ”

"Agu?" Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"He is my grandson, only six years old, and I don't know where to run in the middle of the night, this barren mountain and wilderness, I'm worried to death!" The old man spoke with a hint of crying, and it could be seen that she was very anxious.

Seeing that this old man seemed to be more real and not like a ghost, Angel became bold and asked, "Grandma, it's so late, could he have gone home by himself?" ”

"Home? Yes, why didn't I think of it, thank you, little girl, I'll hurry home and see! The old man hurriedly took the lantern and walked back.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the old man leave, whether she was human or not, it was always good not to provoke each other.

……

"Grandma...... Grandmother...... Woo...... Woo......"

“…… Woo...... Woo...... Grandmother...... Where are you ......?"

"Grandma...... Agu is afraid ......"

Feng Ling and the others just wanted to sit down, when the voice of a five or six-year-old child appeared out of thin air, also coming in the direction of everyone.

"I'll go, there's no end to it, and it's coming and going!" Kampot got a little impatient and began to complain.

"Isn't that the child the old man is looking for?" Murong Ruoling looked at Feng Ling and guessed.

"I guess so."

After a while, a little boy who was also wearing a Miao costume and looked like he was about five or six years old appeared in front of everyone, this child looked very cute, with a pair of clear big eyes, innocent.

"Uncle, have you seen my grandmother, I'm lost, woo woo woo ......" probably scared, the child wiped his nose and cried.

"Are you Agu?" Angel squatted down, looked at the child and asked softly.

"Sister, I'm Agu, how do you know?" The child stopped crying, blinked wide-eyed, and looked at Angel with a strange expression.