Chapter 477: A Corpse in the Depths of the Jungle
It was already night, but the people in the deserted village did not see the old army returning, usually at this time, the sun had not yet set, the old army was already carrying the plow and rake on the road, back to the deserted village. But what's going on today?
People walked up the mountain, and at night, there was almost anything to say, tigers, leopards, jackals, demons, and monsters, and some other things that were quite frightening. During the day, it was better, but at night, these things came out one after another, and it was strange that the people who met them did not shed their skin.
Although it is said that the old army is strong, but after all, he is old, and in the face of these things, he is afraid that he will not be able to deal with it, and the people in the deserted village look at the old army's advanced age, and at this time, they do not care about the safety of their own lives, and rush up the mountain to find the old army. If there is no old army in a deserted village, this seems inappropriate, just as people lack soul and spirituality, and living in this world can only be regarded as a walking corpse.
People searched for a day and a night on the mountain, but there was hardly anything to be seen on the mountain, and at this time, if a man walked alone, he would certainly not be able to make a mountain. Because it is said that some people have seen unclean things stay on this mountain, and their whole body can almost be said to be pitch black, walking around in this night, and some people say that the existence of this thing can only be regarded as a ghost thing looking for a substitute.
For this reason, it is not impossible for people to go up the mountain alone, but those who return safely must be very few, and it can even be said that they are unique. There are also people who miss their relatives, and every night, they will quietly go up the mountain alone, carrying some things such as incense paper on their backs, and they will walk around on this mountain, like ghosts.
Every now and then, the person will see his long-deceased relatives sitting on a rock, talking about the heavens, or talking about the past, and that's all good. Of course, this has to be quite lucky, otherwise, even if you go for a year or two, you may not be able to meet your relatives.
At this time, among the people looking for the old army, some people said that they had just seen their grandfather, who had passed away for many years, but because there were too many people, this disappeared again and disappeared. The people kept shouting the names of the old soldiers, but there was almost nothing on the mountain, not a man, not even a wild beast.
"Where the hell did the old army go?" Someone asked, rather surprised.
"I saw him coming in the morning, and I didn't come back for a while, is it ......?" the man stopped halfway through his words, and did not dare to go on.
"Why didn't you see Shaoqiu?" Some people were sharp-eyed and found that Shaoqiu didn't come, so they asked like this.
"He, he is most afraid of death, knowing that the mountain is not clean, he doesn't dare to go up the mountain at this time, but he stays at home and reads the book." Someone replied so indignantly.
"Mom, I only know how to read, and there is a bird for reading?" Someone gave a sip of death.
"He might have stayed in the house and chanted some kind of incantation, maybe he cursed us people when they ran into ghosts." After saying this, he scolded his mother hatefully.
"Forget it, don't worry about Shaoqiu, it's important for us to go to the old army, maybe this time, the old army is at a critical juncture of life and death." I don't know who said that.
So a group of people stopped talking, because for some reason it rained that day, and everyone was drenched, and at this time they felt a cold, and some people even began to shiver incessantly. But even so, for the sake of the old army, no one retreated, not a single one.
People walked up the mountain, because the road was muddy, and many people fell down, and some even broke their hands and feet. But for the sake of the old army, no one left, even if the mountain road was so difficult, and quite able to smell the appalling words, among them quite a coward, after hearing the words, they were quite unbearable, and even disregarded decency, and wept loudly.
Although he was scared and cried, for the sake of the old army, the timid can be said to have no idea of going back, and they just followed the people, and they had to find the old army. It is also because there are many people, otherwise, even if they eat the bear's heart and leopard gall, no one dares to walk on this mountain, otherwise, after going back, what will become of it, I am afraid no one knows.
The rumor that there are ghosts on the mountain has long spread in the deserted village, and there are not a few people who know about it, but in order to survive, even if there are ghosts on the mountain, they have to stay on the mountain every day, either pulling the onion or pulling the garlic, otherwise, they don't do anything, but what do they want to eat? In these crowds, I don't know when Shaoqiu also turned sideways, and I don't know who went back to find him, and at this time, people kept looking for the whereabouts of the old army.
But walking and walking, Shaoqiu's feet somehow got it, it turned out to be Wei, walking was quite inconvenient for a while, and there were several times, it was originally a cliff, but it looked like a clean slope, so every time he fell under the cliff, but after people saved him once, they saw that he was always like this, and this also lost the idea of saving people. People are only concerned about their own land.
When Shaoqiu climbed up from the cliff and wanted to continue to follow the people on the mountain, he found that the people were already far away, and when he looked at the mountain, he couldn't find the north for a while, and he was so confused that he was going to go to the empty and uninhabited distance. And the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and at this time I stayed on this mountain, and I didn't know where the road was, because I obviously saw the road, but when I stepped on it, it was a puddle of water, and I was stunned that my shoes were wet.
People say that there are quite a few people on the mountain who have been killed by ghosts, but is it also the case with this old army? Thinking of this, Shaoqiu had to be a little scared, besides, there was only one person in this fashion, and his feet were also gone, so it was extremely inconvenient to walk, otherwise, these rumors would not be enough.
In this way, I walked on this mountain, and in the second half of the night, I somehow walked towards my house, but I always walked in circles, and after walking for a while, I returned to the place where I was, and for a moment I was so weak that I didn't go, and sat on a rock, and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but when I touched my pocket, how could there be a cigarette? At this moment, Shaoqiu saw a shadow flickering in front of him, and he didn't have time to take a closer look at it at this time, but this person's appearance was extremely terrifying for some reason, and it disappeared in a flash.
"Did you really run into a ghost?" Shaoqiu thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise, there might be unexpected disasters.
It can really be said that he was scared of leaving, and this tear kept flowing, if only someone was by his side, but at this time, he was the only one left, and in the face of this heavy rain, he could only sigh for a long time. He wanted to go back, but just as he was about to go back, he suddenly heard a shadow appear in front of him again, like the wind, and drifted into the forest not far away.
Shaoqiu quickly patted his buttocks, and had to leave this place immediately, because this place is not clean, and it has a good reputation, and he is here alone at this time, isn't this looking for death? Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a scream from the woods, which seemed to be the voice of the old army, "Oh, the old army is here!" Shaoqiu stumbled towards the place where the old army was staying at this time, and he didn't dare, because he obviously saw a ghost go to the forest just now, but since there was an old soldier, he had the courage for a while, and he was almost not afraid of anything.
Besides, what did you do on the mountain this time? Isn't it just to find the whereabouts of the old army, and how can you stand by and watch when you hear the screams of the old army?
Walking to the dense place of the mountains and forests, soon, it was already pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers, I felt that it was not good, and it was not a matter if I went on like this! At this time, I don't care about the old army, my own net worth and life are important, and in this mud bodhisattva crossing the river is difficult to protect itself, presumably the old army knows, and he will never blame himself, right?
Shaoqiu hurried to his house at this time, otherwise, under this heavy rain, if he stays any longer, there may be a big disaster! Due to the rush of the road, this fashion strayed into a thorn bush, and when he climbed out, he accidentally fell into the valley. However, God forbid, with his tenacious will, Shaoqiu finally climbed out of the valley and returned to his house.
Let's say that the people walked on the mountain for a long time, and when they came to the dense forest, they found that the old army was already leaning on a dead tree, and the people were unconscious for a long time, and this pale face had already gone. "I'm afraid this is a ghost killed, right?" Someone asked in trepidation.
The people were silent for a while, no one spoke, no one left, but they just guarded the corpse of the old soldier like this, and they didn't know what to do. Someone tried to carry the old soldier, but the weight of the corpse was so terrible that he could not walk a single step on his back, as if he had a mountain on his back, and for this the man even broke a bone.
For a while, no one dared to turn their backs on the old army. But just when I didn't know what to do, someone proposed, why not let Shaoqiu carry the corpse of this old soldier?
"People are scholars, how can they do this?" Someone said this, and they felt injustice for Shaoqiu.
"Why not, he reads?!" The man retorted, "What's the use of reading, it's just cursing us." ”
Hearing the man say this, the people of the deserted village were silent for a while, and seemed to think that letting the man who read to carry it could be regarded as a kind of revenge for his ability to read, and even let him know the solemnity of this life, and he must not be taken lightly, the purpose is only to make him fearful, and then dare not do whatever he wants, otherwise, if the mantra is effective, he will make his stomach ache for no reason, and this is not a matter. For a while, people agreed.
Shaoqiu has always been timid, so he hid under his bed, not daring to come out at all, for fear that there would be something unbearable waiting for him outside, or bite himself, or grab himself and drag him to a dark place to drink his own blood. For a while, I had to hide under the bed, no matter what happened outside, it had nothing to do with me.