"Old god, shut up for me!" Tang Jun finally couldn't help but be furious, "Don't you understand the simple principle that hot air rises and cold air descends to form convection? Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I also laughed and said, "Stinky boy, can you be fooled by him and know why there are so many wildfires in nature? Just because a small spark will turn into an open flame again after being burned by the air, which is what you just saw, the so-called spark can start a prairie fire! It is by no means a 'ghost' that manifests itself as you imagined!"

"I'll just say, how can this be so evil?" Heng Qi said, scratching his granite head.

"Kesi, Kesi, come on, something has happened to the peasant!" As soon as he finished dealing with the matter of the old god burning paper money to worship the mountain god, Liu Lianqing, the farmer's horse, shouted at the throat again, as if he was pinched by a ghost. I had to rush over there with Tang Jun and Hengqi.

I saw that the peasants' eyes were rolling white, the corners of their mouths were drooling, and they were lying on all fours on the ground, spasms all over, and looked extremely painful! I was shocked and said, "How did the peasants do this? What happened?"

Heng Qi looked at Liu Lianqing and said, "It must be that you two 'hehe' have gone too far and consumed the peasants to death!"

Liu Lianqing is a farmer's horse, although the two have not yet held a wedding, it is said that they have already reached the point of proving it, even if it is "hehe", it is beyond reproach. Just now, it was normal for the two of them to stay on the land breeze and do something affectionate.

Liu Lianqing blushed and said, "Stinky boy, what are you talking nonsense? We don't have that......

"Then why did the peasant faint?" Tang Jun also said confusedly.

"This is 'pig woman crazy', also called madness, that is, mental illness, I will treat him!" Long Yunpeng walked over, while explaining matter-of-factly, he stretched out his thumb and pinched the peasant's people. However, after pinching several times, the peasant didn't even react at all, but looked at the farmer's horse Liu Lianqing very distressed, dragged him away and said: "Don't pinch it, look at you've pinched the peasants to bleed!"

"You are right, but the official name of Zhu Po is epilepsy, not madness, let alone mental illness, don't refer to the deer as a horse!" Liu Yong sneered.

"Haha, madness and epilepsy are not related to each other!" everyone laughed.

"It's not that the pig woman is crazy, it's acute gastroenteritis!" Fu Ying walked over with a medical kit and separated the people.

I generally understand that people with acute gastroenteritis must have eaten some unclean food, causing a violent reaction, in layman's terms, food poisoning. I asked, "Did the peasants eat any unclean food?"

Liu Lianqing said: "He didn't eat any unclean food, so he ate the dumplings in the trunk." ”

"Oh, he ate those rice dumplings?" the others didn't react, but the old god jumped up and said.

"What's wrong with the old god?" I asked hurriedly when I heard something from the old myth.

"I once soaked those rice dumplings in the 'black donkey's hooves' culture medium for three days......"

"What is the 'Black Donkey's Hoof' Cultivation Fluid?" everyone was puzzled.

"It's the things that are used to make the 'hooves of the black donkey', such as the blood of the black dog, women's menstruation, and feces......"

"Uh......" Hearing the old god say this, many people immediately frowned, and some girls even vomited. A few of us who were determined to do so also felt tingling in our backs -- I couldn't imagine that the peasants had eaten such disgusting things, which were even more yellow than Huang Ranran.

"God stick, you hurt me!" The peasant who had been treated by Fu Ying was so much better than anyone else that he jumped up violently at the moment and punched the old god with both fists. Because he was riveting, like a tiger descending from the mountain, Tang Jun, Heng Qi, Long Yunpeng and others couldn't stop him, and we watched him disappear from our field of vision with the old god.

"Catch up!" I said to the crowd.

We chased them half a mile before we found them under a three-meter-high ridge on the right side of the road. We thought they must be fighting happily, inseparable, with bruised noses and swollen faces, and never to the death, but we saw the two of them standing together with each other's shoulders, as if they had become good friends. It is true that they have bruised noses, swollen faces and covered in mud, but this is obviously not the result of a fight, but a stumbling and stumbling when they fall off the road.

"What are you two doing? From enemies to relatives?" Heng Qi shone a flashlight at the two of them.

The peasants and the old gods waved at us and told us to be quiet. When we looked closely at their bodies, we saw that their legs were all shaking. Apparently it was some sudden change that made them feel the same hatred again.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Kosi, we seem to hear a ghost cry......" replied the peasant and the old god almost in unison.

"Don't be suspicious, let's go back to the tent to rest!" I was about to say something, but Tang Jun took the lead in reprimanding.

"Kesi, Donald Duck, we really heard the ghost scream, so listen to it......" said the peasant and the old god almost crying.

We listened patiently. However, after listening to it for a long time, I didn't hear any abnormal sounds, only the roar of the pine waves on the top of the mountain in the distance and the chirping of various night insects and night birds, especially the cry of the owl "cooing" and the cry of the snake and the bird "Bang Bang Bang" similar to the laughter of the old man, there is a very frightening feeling, but that's all, and the so-called ghost cry is simply incompatible!

"Alright, let's all go back to the tent and rest, don't get nervous. I said.

So all the people went back to their tents to rest. However, at this moment, a terrible cry suddenly came from the direction of the camp: "Help......"

"What's going on? who's shouting for help?" I said, frowning.

"It's like Liu Ting......" Tang Jun said.

There is more than half a mile from the place where the peasants and the old gods fell off the cliff to the camp, just now only me and Tang Jun, Heng Qi, Long Yunpeng, Xie Ke and others chased after me, and the others stayed in the camp, the "yang energy" in the camp should be very strong, why did something happen again?

We rushed back to the camp to take a look, only to see Liu Ting lying on the ground weakly, with an extremely frightened expression on her face, Fu Ying was treating her, and the others gathered around, everyone was talking and pointing, and some people were looking around uneasily.

"Yingying, what's wrong?" I checked Liu Ting's situation, and then looked at Fu Yingdao.