Chapter 2 Six people, four are bastards

In the snow-covered forest, a group of six people stumbled through the mountains and forests carrying a white box. It was a middle-aged, three young men and two young women.

Only now each of the six men was dirty and exhausted, and some had bandages on their arms, and two of the young girls were holding each other, and they were limping when they walked, as if they had been injured in the legs.

"Teacher, look, there's a wooden house in front!"

One of the young men looked at the wooden house in front of him, which was covered in ice and snow, and immediately shouted happily to the middle-aged man.

When the others heard this, they looked in the direction the young man was pointing, and their faces suddenly showed joy.

"Maybe it was built by a ginseng picker, it's great, maybe there is medicine in it."

The middle-aged teacher said happily, and hurriedly took his five students to speed up and walk towards the wooden house.

The young man who shouted was the first to walk to the wooden house, and at a glance he saw the wooden sign hanging on the wooden door. It's just that at this time, he was already tired and hungry, dizzy, where could he care to read the words on the wooden sign, and raised his hand to push the wooden door.

Unfortunately, the wooden door was locked from the inside, and he was so tired at this time that he didn't push it open after a few pushes.

"Zhang Tao! Be polite! ”

The middle-aged Mediterranean teacher came over and scolded Zhang Tao who violently pushed the door. Then he looked at the wooden sign hanging on the wooden door and read out the contents of it. "This place is my place of sleep, do not disturb, or you will invite my curse, and curse the disturber to fall into hell forever and not fall into reincarnation."

Hearing the appearance on the sign, another young man laughed disdainfully and said, "It's like a curse in an ancient tomb, and the last thing we are afraid of in archaeology in the Department of History is a curse." ”

"Teacher, I see that no one lives in this wooden house, let's go in!"

With that, the young man pushed the door as well. But it didn't push away.

"This door is locked from the inside!"

Zhang Tao, the young man who pushed the door at the beginning, said.

Seeing this, the Mediterranean teacher frowned: "I can only crash away!" ”

Their condition is not optimistic, and this house must be entered, or they will probably freeze to death tonight.

Hearing this, the three boys nodded, and then began to bang on the door together.

After a few clicks, the door was slammed open by three young men.

"Quack..."

No sooner had the door slammed open, and before they could enter, there was a burst of crows' cries from within, and a flock of black crows flapped their wings in the house, and at last they all flapped their wings and rushed out of the door, and flew out, and soon disappeared.

"There's no real curse, is it?"

One of the two girls looked at the crows flying away and said with a pale face.

Hearing this, Zhang Tao said disdainfully: "How can there be such a thing as a curse in the world, it's just that these crows have made this place a nest." ”

Another young man also said disdainfully: "It's just that when we followed history before, we encountered bats in the ancient tomb, and it's okay." ”

After saying that, the three young men walked into the wooden house first.

"The so-called curse is actually some viruses and bacteria in the ancient tomb! It's science. ”

Teacher Mediterranean also said, and walked in.

Seeing this, the two girls could only support each other and walked into the wooden house. There is no way to do it if they don't go into the cabin, they will freeze to death and die outside.

It was already dusk, and the cabin was a little dark, so one of the boys took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight. Everyone began to look at the layout of the cabin.

However, to their disappointment, there was no furniture in the wooden house at all, only a tomb in the middle of the house, above which was a wooden shelf, and a kang pushed up with stones and earth, and some axes, hoes and other tools next to the kang. There was nothing left, and the windows were sealed from the inside.

Teacher Mediterranean took a closer look at the grave and the wooden shelf, and when he saw the mechanism on it, he said to the five students, "This should be a person who committed suicide here!" Before he died, he set up a mechanism and buried himself here. ”

Hearing that it was a dead person, the two girls immediately had goosebumps, and they bowed to the grave with their hands together from afar, and said, "Sorry to disturb your rest, we just borrowed for one night." ”

Seeing the appearance of the two girls, Zhang Tao shook his head and said, "What are you afraid of, they are already dead." ”

Seeing that Zhang Tao had no reverence for the dead at all, the two girls frowned, but they didn't say anything.

"Okay, don't talk about it so much, Zhang Tao, you guys quickly split this wooden frame and set it on fire."

Mediterranean instructed the three young students.

Hearing this, the three young students immediately began to take action, and if they had the tools, they dismantled the shelf on the grave by dividing it by two.

Seeing this, the two girls frowned, but they didn't stop it. It's cold and snowy outside, and I can't find good firewood. I could only bow to Wudi's grave again. Said something asking for forgiveness.

Soon, a few boys set fire to the rocks and dirt, and after opening the sealed windows, the six of them began to make a fire around the fire.

"Li Yi!"

After roasting the fire for a while and warming his body, Zhang Tao suddenly leaned into another young man and whispered a few words in his ear.

After the two finished speaking, Li Yi's eyes couldn't help but look at one of the two girls. Then he got up and sat down next to one of the girls, and said, "Zhang Mei, Zhang Tao proposes that everyone play a game, and those who lose will tell stories!" ”

"Good! What game to play? ”

Hearing this, Zhang Mei immediately asked. On this cold day, there are no lights, and there is no electricity, and the power of the mobile phone has to be kept in use, so it is good to be able to play games to pass the time.

"Zhao Hai!"

Then, Zhang Tao whispered a few words to another young man. After listening, Zhao Hai also quietly looked at the most beautiful of the two girls, and then walked next to the girl. said with a smile: "Tu Xue, let's play a guessing game together." ”

The middle-aged man in the Mediterranean frowned when he saw the three boys behaving like this. But he didn't speak, as if he was thinking about something.

Tu Xue asked, "Guess?" It's the first time I've heard of a game like this, how do I play it? ”

Zhao Hai immediately said: "Everyone writes numbers blindfolded, and then opens their eyes together, and if anyone writes the numbers repeatedly, they have to tell a story." ”

At this time, Zhang Tao had already sat down next to the Mediterranean teacher and whispered.

"Teacher, the two of them are beautiful, I know you have thoughts about the two of them, so you take special care of them."

"Let's do it today, we might as well do it without stopping, no one will come here in the wilderness, no one will come in the ice and snow, even if they leave the forest, it will be at least two or three days, there will be no evidence, after the incident, we will take photos and threaten them, and this antique in our hands can be exchanged for money, they dare not say it."

Hearing this, the Mediterranean teacher only thought for two seconds, and then whispered: "Okay! ”

Hearing this, Zhang Tao smiled, it was precisely because he knew what kind of person this Mediterranean was that he dared to put this idea into practice. The other two, those were his iron buddies.

At this time, the two girls did not know what kind of danger they would face, they were just telling stories, not big adventures, and actively discussing the rules of the game with the other two boys.

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'Who's coming?' ’

A pair of eyes brightened in the darkness.