Chapter 1 Monty Python

The summer night in August is no longer as hot as before, and the sky is full of stars, and the mystical composition of the star map is deep, vast and mysterious.

Just when the stars were shining, a bright moon hung high, swaying with silver light to reflect the entire capital city into a piece of silver, the moonlight was like water, and there was little mist, combined with the name of the ghost town, people couldn't help but have a sense of horror.

Zhang Yang looked at his phone, 22:28!

Picked up the two pots that had been prepared on the table and poured them into his mouth, and suddenly a hot breath rose from his lower abdomen, and he walked straight to the parking place of the battery car downstairs in the hazy feeling of being drunk and unconscious.

Tonight, he's going to jump on the grave!

Riding the battery car along the road, there were not many cars at midnight, and soon Zhang Yang left the county seat and came to the foot of a hill with mountains not far from the suburbs.

The name of the hill is called Shenglongding, which is said to be the top, but in fact it is only four or five hundred meters high, if it is not for the fact that there are many successive peaks, it can only be called a mountain bag. Because of the successive mountains, there is a small gentle section at the junction, which looks like a long dragon with a dragon's head shuttling between the mountains and mountains.

And the top of the dragon is exactly where the dragon's head is located!

In Huaguo since ancient times, there is a feng shui dragon vein, over time countless years in the Shenglong Peak has become a well-known excellent burial ground, in this radius of less than ten miles on the top of the Shenglong densely buried tens of thousands of tombs.

These tombs are either historic sites, or newly built, all kinds of inscriptions, altars with the erosion of wind and rain in the night to show mottled traces, and not long time an unknown animal screaming to make Zhang Yang, a local, not only frightened a spirit.

The hairs stand on end, and the cold sweat flows!

But fortunately, there are no large carnivorous wild animals in the hinterland of Shuzhong, and Zhang Yang was also relieved after the fright just now.

Anyway, there shouldn't be any danger to life!

He now regrets pretending to be forced in his classmates' WeChat group, if it weren't for the fact that he saw Banhua Shen Qiuyun bubbling in the group, even if he was brainless, he wouldn't have to go to the grave to prove that he was bold, and he used the video screen as proof.

Now that I think about it, I feel that I was a complete fool at the beginning, even if it is really proven, what can I do?

Could it be that Shen Qiuyun, a beautiful woman, could still look at him because of his guts?

It's about people's birds!

Wishful thinking!

But since it's Haikou that I've boasted about, I have to finish this 13 with tears!

Park the battery car on the side of the road, lock it, turn on the flashlight function of your mobile phone, and walk along the rugged mountain road reflected by the moonlight towards the top of the mountain in the face of the harsh mountain breeze.

The road is not difficult to walk, except that the grave bag and tombstone are a little gloomy, and there is no difference from other mountain roads, but at this time, the pleasant voice of the mobile phone rang briefly, and a familiar WeChat message prompt sounded.

After walking such a long way, nothing abnormal happened, and Zhang Yang was no longer as suspicious as when he first arrived at the foot of the mountain, and now that his mood has calmed down, he can even open WeChat to take a look at the contents.

Because I knew in advance that Zhang Yang was about to jump on the grave at night, the atmosphere in the group was very active at night, and I couldn't help but talk nonsense in a few classmates who liked to join in the fun on weekdays, and even some girls who didn't like to talk bubbled up from time to time to observe the situation.

"Everyone, pay attention, tonight Zhang Yang led the team to jump on the grave, but it was exciting, is there anyone with the group?"

"Let's blow it blindly, do you believe what you say?"

"That's, I think it's very likely that this kid will just find a mountain bag and twist his fart twice.Shares will be over, let's wash and sleep!"

.......

Looking at the hundreds of chat records in the classmate group, Zhang Yang was also speechless for a while, and directly took a few pictures of the graves on the side with his mobile phone and sent them over.

Suddenly, the entire WeChat group fell silent.

No one thought that Zhang Yang really went to the cemetery, and it was a grave mound.

Through the photo, several tombs are particularly eye-catching in the moonlight, especially the tombstones that stand upright, which invisibly gives people an eerie feeling.

"Zhang Yang is not here, you kid won't really go to the cemetery, right?" Suddenly a text appeared in the WeChat group, and the nickname of the person who sent the message was Dong Tianjun, but before Zhang Yang could type, a few words appeared at the back of the message: "Hurry up and watch the private chat, I shared something for you!"

Dong Tianjun's family lives in Nanhe Province, and he is a typical Guanzhong man, with a height of 1.83, he is tall and mighty, not only rude and arrogant, but also extremely coquettish.

Don't look at this product pretending to be reserved in the WeChat group, up to the graduate student sister in the dormitory, down to the newly reported senior sister, as long as she looks beautiful, there is nothing he doesn't know, so people give the nickname Dong Qichang.

As the name suggests, it is said: Those who know a lot are also 'Nuchang'!

Although he is a sullen man, Dong Tianjun and Zhang Yang have a very good relationship, not only are they classmates, friends and friends in the same dormitory, I don't know how many days and nights they eat black and chicken together, and they have an indescribable comradely friendship.

Seeing the information, Zhang Yang looked confused, but he still opened WeChat, and saw a red prompt on the avatar of the 'brother group' Dong Tianjun, obviously a message was sent.

Click on the opening picture, there is indeed a sharing link inside, and there is a picture on it, only to see that the picture is a giant python that has already died, and there is an armored car at the lower end of the giant python's head, and more than ten soldiers with loaded guns are walking towards the giant python.

Python?

Are you sure it's not a PS processing effect?

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth couldn't help but show a little smile, and he didn't know where Dong Tianjun got the gossip news from, for fear that the world would not be chaotic!

For such a thing, he has actually endured it for a long time, and there are more than ten such strange sharing on WeChat, all of which were shared by Dong Tianjun, first the tornado over Bermuda, then the giant eagle in the sky over Western Tibet, and then the magical gossip formation that suddenly appeared in Wudang Mountain....... all of which were confirmed to be all rumors.

Although he was slapped in the face, Dong Tianjun seemed to have fallen into a demonic barrier, but he became more and more emotional about these strange events, and the sharing in front of him was obviously the news he didn't know where to get it.

Although he didn't believe it, Zhang Yang clicked on the share, and then an illustrated post appeared in front of him. And there is an eye-catching title in red and bold directly above the post: An ancient python appeared in Mount Emei and has been shot by the military!

Then a large number of pictures of the whole body and parts of the python after its death were distributed below, and which official sharing page at the top was the full-body photo of the giant python with armored vehicles and soldiers.

Zhang Yang frowned, clicked towards the picture, and suddenly the picture became a full-screen viewing mode, and the picture inside became clearer.