"What you said is a good thing. But I listen, how does it seem to be paving the way for the next fight? When did we say we were going to go to Fuxian Lake? Besides, even if you really want to get off, where will the ship come from, where will the breathing apparatus come from? We're here to find people, not to touch gold. Unless the white-eyed Weng said that his home is under the lake, otherwise, this Fuxian Lake has nothing to do with our half of the food stamps. ”

The fat man retorted: "It's all here, don't worry if you don't make a trip!" ”

"That's not my lake, what do I have to worry about."

That's not true. It seems that Commander Hu, your consciousness is not high enough, how can this kind of thing be divided between each other? The lake is the lake of the country, but also the lake of the people, who are we, the children of the people. Can we sit idly by and watch the zombies in this lake, and can we watch the people suffer? No! Absolutely not! You can't even kill it! The fat man was impassioned, with a style of pointing out the country, "I pondered, whether there is a big tomb down there or not, I have to go on a trip." There is no best, use facts to prove a qiē, and refute the rumors of Fuxian Lake; If there is, it would be even better, and the tomb of the landlord and the old wealth would be uprooted in one go for the benefit of the township. ”

I listened to the fat man's meaning to explore whether he was alive or dead, and I couldn't help but feel worried. When he saw that I didn't speak, he thought that he had reached a consensus, and ran to the front with his ass twisting and humming a little song. Four Eyes and Shirley Young studied the map for a while, and said to me, "Although this area is large, there are not many places to live, and the deep water of the lake must be wide enough to rise and fall." We circled a few spots that were not too affected by the ups and downs. You can start with these places. ”

Looking at the fat man who took the lead and Secretary Jiang who was full of spring, I had no choice but to accept the four-eyed Jianyì and start the search from a few areas with greater possibilities. I couldn't help but blame myself for not asking Xue Er Ye a little more clearly when I came, and now I couldn't find anyone when I got to the place. I looked at the sky, we have been on the road since we came out of Yuemiao Village, and now the sun has slowly sunk in the west. Fuxian Lake looks close at hand, but it will take some time to get to it. It was dark when we got to the lake. I beckoned everyone to hurry up and make sure to reach the location marked on the map before the sun went down.

I remember that back then, we came to Yunnan to find the dust beads and unravel the curse on the mountain movers. At that time, we had maps and guides, unlike now, when we have to look for a needle in a haystack and look for an old man who only knows a nickname within a radius of dozens of kilometers. As I walked, I thought in my head about how to find the white-eyed man. The fat man was still discussing the road construction with Secretary Jiang, and Shirley Yang didn't talk much along the way, it seemed that he was thinking about it like me. By the time we arrived at the shore of Fuxian Lake, the sun had already set halfway up the mountainside, and the five-colored glow spread on the blue lake was beautiful. I was almost bitten by the beautiful scenery, and I couldn't help myself standing by the lake for a long time. "This place is so beautiful." Shirley Yang stood beside me and took a deep breath, "No wonder there are legends about the gods turning into mountains and rocks. If I really lived in such a place, I would be no different from a god. ”

"It doesn't matter if he's a god or a monster, it's important to find out first. Look at the sky, if it's not good, we all have to camp. "When I think of those armed teams in Yuemiao Village, I have a lawsuit in my mind. They are all ethnic minority brothers, although they act as lackeys to kill wolves and toasts, but after all, these are internal contradictions among the people. When we find the white-eyed Weng and ask things clearly, maybe we can find out the secrets of the Tusi by the way, and return the villagers in Miao District to a happy and free day.

"Then let's start with this ridge!" Siyan pointed to the protrusion connecting the mountain forest and the lake, and said, "That place is like a cliff, which is close to Fuxian Lake and is not affected by the tides, so it is more likely to be inhabited." Shirley Young took the binoculars out of her bag and looked up the hill, and after a while, she excitedly shouted, "There's a house there, come and see." ”

I took the binoculars and looked over the ridge where my eyes were pointing, and I could see the roof of a stilted building through the sparse branches.

"Great, there's a family on the edge of a cliff. This time, it really made the blind cat catch the dead mouse, and it happened to happen. "I handed the binoculars to the fat man. He glanced at it and said with a smile: "Comrade Lao Bai will enjoy it, the house is built on the edge of the lake, and when the lake breeze blows in summer, even the money for blowing the electric fan will be saved." ”

The sudden arrival of the hut gave us new hope, so much so that I didn't bother to remind the fat man of the fact that there was no electricity here. Although they walked the mountain road for nearly four hours in a row, no one in the team shouted tiredness and bitterness, and even Secretary Jiang did not frown, and everyone was eager to rush to the white-eyed Weng's stilted building before dark.

As his mood began to relax, Shirley Yang's expression eased significantly. She asked me about Yang Erpi and expressed concern about his Gu poison. I said don't that heart, the mink guy is a hard idea, how can you break it so casually. Besides, what he does on weekdays is all shady things, and this time he is unlucky, he ran into someone who used "medicine", just as they eat black, and it has nothing to do with us.

"That being said, don't you have any doubts at all?" Shirley Yang looked at the endless Fuxian Lake and asked me questions. I knew what she meant by this, and in private, she also put a series of strange things that happened around Fuxian Lake in her mind, but except for some fragmented clues, she didn't have the slightest idea, and she really couldn't think of a reason. But seeing that Shirley Yang picked up the conversation again today, I asked her rhetorically, "Did you think of something?" ”

She said as she walked: "First of all, the news of zombies under Fuxian Lake has been seen in the newspaper, and this matter is obvious to all, and it is considered to be the best thing to do." Whether or not the white-haired thing they were talking about is a zombie or not. Then there is the sudden disappearance of Mad Dog Village, according to Secretary Jiang, the day when the zombies are caught coincides with the day when the village disappears, which must be greatly related, and it can even be said that there is a direct relationship between the two. Without even thinking about it, I nodded in agreement: "There is no need to question the connection between the two, I can be 99% sure." As for the remaining one percent, it is reserved for **, he has taught us that everything cannot be absolute. ”

"Well, according to what I mean, since Mad Dog Village used to be a tourist spot for the King of Dian on public holidays, it is very likely that his posthumous remains are buried under the lake, which is an emperor's tomb." As soon as the fat man heard the word "zombie", it was comparable to a mouse seeing oil, and he suddenly jumped to the side of us and spoke enthusiastically.

I gave him that enthusiasm made him laugh and cry, so I had to use facts to discourage his enthusiasm: "The king of Dian can be regarded as a feudal prince, and if he wants to die, he should be buried in his own land, and he has nothing to sink himself under the lake, so what is it?" It's not the King of Fuxian Lake. ”

The fat man was upset, and pouted to retort to me: "I have found out that you kid has been fond of disrupting other people's enthusiasm lately, and interfering with other people's interests and hobbies. Lao Hu, this is not a good phenomenon, the emergence of this bureaucratic style has greatly hurt the feelings between you and me, and at the same time, it will also affect the good impression of Shirley Yang towards you. Am I right, Staff Officer Yang? ”

Shirley Young couldn't help but laugh a little, and then said to me, "This time I agree with the fat man. And I think that the appearance of the mink guy has an ulterior connection with the zombies of Fuxian Lake. ”

I said that your point of view is a bit big, is there any evidence? She shook her head: "A woman's intuition. You said that the mink guy fell into someone's trap and fell into the 'medicine', so he had to send a batch of mysterious goods to Fuxian Lake, right? So, I ask you, who lives in Fuxian Lake? ”

"White-eyed! He's the only one here. My mind was full of dry thoughts, and for a moment countless clues poured out, "Yes, yes. Killing the wolf Tusi said that the white-eyed man is the wizard of the Mad Dog Village and a master of medicine. Although I don't know who ordered the 'medicine' on Yang Erpi's body, since the delivery location is Fuxian Lake, there must be a consignee. And as far as we know, the only living person in the Fuxian Lake area is the white-eyed Weng! Unless Yang Erpi is sending something to the ghost, ······"

"Otherwise, his goods would have been given to the white-eyed man. Then the Gu on his body is related to the white-eyed Weng. Shirley Yang smiled, pointed to the stilted building in front of him and said, "These are just inferences, didn't you say that there is at least a day's journey from Grandma Creek to here?" If things turn out as we guessed, we might be able to run into your 'old acquaintance' in a moment! ”

For some reason, a chill flashed in my heart, when I was in Yang Erpi's cargo box, I saw a severed hand similar to a zombie stump. Assuming that his batch of cargo boxes was indeed filled with zombies, and it was the white-eyed man who was the one who was in the dark, then the characteristics of this old man simply coincided with the black-clothed mysterious man we were looking for, and he was likely to be the real culprit behind the murder of the bamboo pole wolf Bèi.

An alarm bell sounded in my head, and when I was hesitating to tell everyone about this idea, I only heard Secretary Jiang shout, and the miserable energy was like seeing a ghost. At this time, the sky had already sunk, and as soon as I heard Secretary Jiang's voice coming from the front, I hurriedly ran in his direction while looking for a flashlight.

"Where's the Four Eyes, why are they gone?" Me, Fat Man, and Shirley Yang realized that they had been chatting too energetically, and they didn't realize that the two had already walked to the front of the team and had climbed the ridge.

It was getting dark very quickly, and by the time the three of us rushed to the lonely ridge, night had already fallen on the earth. The flashlight in our hands was borrowed by the old wood, and the cold pillar of light was sweeping everywhere, but there was no trace of the two of them.

"Is something wrong?" Shirley Yang asked worriedly.

It is strange that there was a gap of about seven or eight minutes between the time we heard Secretary Jiang's shouts and the time we climbed the ridge, and during this time, we didn't hear the sound of them calling for help again.

"Four eyes! Clerk! The fat man tore his throat and shouted at the top of the mountain. I observed the environment on the ridge, which was a solitary road that resembled a stretch, leading to a cliff near the lake, which was not wide by any means, but was also 180 meters wide if it was narrow, and in short, it was a place where you could reach the end as far as the eye could see. The trees here are not very dense, and there are some fragments of rocks that have fallen on the side of the road, which look like they have been paved by man, and there is really nothing suitable for Tibetans.

"They came up this mountain path, and there was no way out except to go forward." I shouted the names of the two men after the fat man, for fear that something would go wrong. But except for the sound of the lake slapping on the reef, there was no response, and the secretary's "help" just now seemed to have become everyone's sudden hallucination.

I rushed forward with my flashlight, and after running for two steps, I saw two black shadows appear in the flashlight. I squinted and saw that it was two people, but their posture was strange, they were both half-squatting and half-sitting with their backs to me motionless. The two of them leaned side by side, their heads almost together. I was stunned by this strange sight, and my voice trembled unconsciously: "Four eyes? Clerk? Isn't it you? ”