"Okay, okay, don't be sensational there, buddy is going to be tired, I was going to sleep in the town for a night, come on, let's go." ”

The rugged dirt road is still exactly the same as in my memory, winding like a swimming snake, nine twists and eighteen bends stretching towards the dense primeval forest-covered Xing'an Mountains.

After nightfall, the temperature difference in the ridge is extremely large, and it is still 289 degrees Celsius during the day, and as soon as the sun sets, you have to wear a coat. The mountain road is deep and silent, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and the whole mountain range is swallowed up by endless darkness at night, except for the occasional strange call of cuckoos and owls on the spruce pines on both sides.

The two of them walked farther and farther, and in the blink of an eye, they had walked for an hour, but the scene on both sides had not changed, and the towering pine and ancient cypress branches and leaves on the left and right were luxuriant, as if they were stretching out countless tentacles, constantly disturbing passers-by.

"Lao Tie, could it be that you remember the wrong way? Why do I think something is wrong? It's been so long that there is no one?" Lu Haotian grew up in the city since he was a child, and he couldn't help but panic when he went deep into the vast Xing'an Mountains for the first time.

It's no wonder he panicked, the Xing'an Mountains forest sponge stretches for thousands of miles, since ancient times it has been a bitter cold place and few people have visited, in the forest sea, people are as small as a grain of dust and sand that fell into the sea. In particular, the endless sea of green will make people's vision fatigue after looking at it for a long time, and they always feel that they are spinning in the mountains, and the scene is very different in each place.

"Hey, why are you talking, why are you stupid?" Wushuang just walked with his head bored, ignoring Lu Haotian's question.

"Let's go, there's something behind us. He whispered.

"Damn, I'm tired of life, my guts are too fat, and I don't want to see what Lao Tzu is learning? It's okay, isn't he just a thief, look at me and send him!" Lu Haotian was born in physical education when he was a child, and he has a lot of tendons and flesh with inexhaustible strength, and he has always been the master of fighting and not wanting to die.

"Don't look back, there are many taboos in the mountains, and you often encounter unclean things when walking at night, as long as you don't look back, he will take you without a rut. "Wushuang's grandfather is a Kanto mountain walker, he often told him about these taboos in the mountains when he was a child, although he is not the heir of Dong Ye's mantle, but he grew up on the side of the old man's mountain since he was a child, and his ears and eyes are all these plays.

"Oh, mom, Lao Tie, don't scare me, this barren mountains and mountains in the middle of the night, can't it be some lonely soul and wild ghost looking for a stand-in?" Don't look at Lu Haotian's big size, fighting and rushing up, but everyone has a certain fear of the unknown, this kid is not afraid of anything, but when he heard that there was something dirty, his frightened backbone went straight up.

Wushuang told him that the forest and sea of Xing'an Mountains have been a bitter cold land since ancient times, and the leylines here are intricate and prosperous, so there are many spirit animals in the mountains. There are not many lonely souls and wild ghosts, but they may be followed by those little things that have a way. These little things are curious, not to harm your life, but they have a heavy yin qi and are wild and difficult to find, don't collide with them in the middle of the night, otherwise it is easy to attract evil diseases.

"Ahem, what kind of evil should I be, it's not a ghost?" Lu Haotian breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid is purely a "mountain cannon". The word mountain cannon has been somewhat distorted by southerners in recent years, but it does not mean to curse. Heilongjiang people mostly use this word to describe someone who is honest, reckless, and realistic. Lu Haotian is such a master.

He didn't listen to Wushuang's dissuasion, turned around suddenly, and directly took a look at the little guy behind him.

"Ouch, what about this little thief who should be a thief and a thief brain? Lao Tie, what is this?" Lu Haotian asked.

"You mountain cannon, tell you that you are not allowed to turn back, you ......are not allowed to turn back! Why don't you listen?" it was too late to say anything, and Wushuang also turned his head to stare at the little guy.

I saw a little guy squatting in the grass a few meters behind Lu Haotian who was more than three feet long, this little guy had short limbs, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and he was supporting his disproportionate body with two hind legs, staring at the little mung bean and peeping at the two. Seeing that it was recognized by the two, it didn't dodge and still tilted its head to look at the two uninvited guests.

Lu Haotian didn't recognize this little thing, how could Wushuang, as a descendant of a mountain walker, not know it? It was the yellow skin of the head of the Five Immortals in the Northeast. The old yellow skin of the mountain is good at using charm, this charm is not like the legendary fox fairy who transforms into a beauty to charm the man's "charm", but it has a special gland in its body, which will secrete a gas containing psychedelic elements, and after people or animals inhale it, their thinking and vision will produce illusions.

The longer you live, the more powerful the yellow skin charm will be. Wushuang really saw it, and the little guy who should have been oily yellow all over his body had already given birth to a white line on his back. According to the record in "A Thousand Machines and Thieves", Huang Pizi only had white hair on his body after a hundred years of practice. I'm afraid that the yellow skin I met now is a person who has attained the Tao.

"Let's go!" he grabbed Lu Haotian's big hand and ran forward.

"Look at the *** you're scared of, isn't it just a yellow skin? I know, what can I do? Dude can pinch him to death with one hand!" Lu Haotian didn't believe in evil, broke free from his brother, picked up a stone from the side of the road and threw it at the little guy. The little guy stared at the little mung bean, and with a sharp squeak in his throat, he leaned over and disappeared into the grass.

"Mouse, you can't eat what you don't have leftovers, this time it's a stubble. You don't know how evil this thing should be! This thing is so vindictive that even the hunters in the mountains don't dare to hit it!"

He told Lu Haotian that weasels, an animal with small eyes and a strong sense of revenge, would be as troublesome as a plaster that could not be shaken off. They will retaliate against you even if they follow you to the ends of the earth, either you kill it or you don't provoke it. In the mountains, when the heavy snow closes the mountain, there are occasionally bold yellow-skinned people, but they have already stepped on the point in advance, and found the nest of the yellow-skinned, and a slaughter is a nest. As long as there is a fish that slips through the net, this little guy will ruin your family sooner or later.

"What's the matter, buddy does things by himself, I don't believe that such a little play should still be able to pounce on me and bite me to death?"

"It's too late for this little guy to retaliate against you, let's go, let's go to Ma's house first, my second grandfather Ma Sihai is a treasurer, and there are ways to deal with them." ”

Huangpizi has been cultivating by absorbing the spiritual energy of the earth veins in the Sun and Moon Essence Mountain all the year round, and the body has long been knotted, this thing is similar to the dog Bao Niu Huang, which belongs to the stones in the animal body, but the older it is, the more precious the body Qi Pill of the precious species. Qi Dan is also the favorite thing of Bao Baoke.

The two didn't dare to delay, accelerated their pace and walked for more than an hour, but there was still no shadow of a tunzi in front of them.

"Look, I'll just say you're on the wrong path, what do you say about this village and store. Lu Haotian took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, complaining about Wushuang.