Lanke Chess Edge

I still have salvation, I am still alive!

Even if you saw a dead body, shouldn't you call the police?

Ji Yuan had a hard time understanding what the brain circuits of this group of people were thinking about. What they did was like murder!

Some of the conversations just now were strange. Could it be that these people really have some problems in their minds?

Ji Yuan felt it. These people were not joking. They really ignored him. After one of them covered himself and put a damp cloth on his forehead, everyone went to their own way.

Zhang Shilin instructed everyone to move the fire to a place closer to the statue of the mountain god, so that the dying beggar could be warmer.

"Crack, snap, snap..."

Sparks continued to splash out from the sound of the flint, and after a few hits, a small piece of tinder was ignited.

"It's on fire, firewood!"

"I'm coming."

"Don't press too hard!"

Put some finely chopped firewood sticks, and watch the flames carefully. Soon, the flames will flourish.

The merchants set up earthen stoves and put them on the iron pots they carried with them. Some people took the bamboo tubes from the entrance of the temple and poured the clear rainwater into the pots for cooking. Everything was done in an orderly manner.

After completing these tasks, the runners temporarily relaxed and all sat on the ground to rest.

"Boom..."

The thunder was rolling in the sky, and the rain showed signs of increasing.

The traders who were waiting for the water to boil all stared blankly at the heavy rain outside the temple.

"I wonder if the rain will end before dark?"

Someone sighed worriedly.

"Looking at this situation, it won't be able to stop for a while!"

Someone else answered casually, and tightened his clothes by the way.

"This spring rain is really cool!"

"Yeah! Thin cow and thin horse are sad for February 8th!"

A group of people gathered around a small fire to keep warm, and their wet clothes were hung on one side by a thin pole in the temple.

The lid of the iron pot gradually became restless as the temperature of the water in the pot continued to rise, and after a while, it began to shake "ping ping pong pong".

"The water is boiling!"

Liu Quan said with a smile, and then took out a wooden scoop from the basket, while the other traders took out their wooden bowls or bamboo tubes.

Liu Quan took the trouble of taking the wooden bowls and bamboo tubes one by one, filled them with boiling water with wooden scoops, and returned them to others one by one.

A young man opened a basket and pulled out a cloth bag, which was filled with dry food such as variegated pancakes, and held the bag to share with each other.

"Here." "Here, take it!"

"Brother Zhao, your favorite steamed bun!"

"thanks!"

The young man took one for every point, some patted his arm, some thanked him, and soon came to Zhang Shilin.

"Brother Shilin! There are also steamed buns and pancakes, what do you want?"

Zhang Shilin glanced at the cloth bag.

"Give me the pancakes!"

"it is good!"

The young man took out a dry biscuit and handed it to Zhang Shilin, who took it and nodded. Then he put the bag back in the basket, and took a steamed bun himself and sat in the original position.

Someone was already blowing the water in the wooden bowl, so they caught the cold water and started to eat dry food.

During this process, Ji Yuan could hear the crackling sound of the wood burning, the bubbles of the water and the sound of the lid of the pot, the sound of the water ladle, and the chatter of these people.

I thought to myself, it's so **** real, this group of people actually started eating one by one, they really didn't care about his fate!

"Shilin, when I was in Shuixian Town, I heard people say that Niukui Mountain has not been very stable in recent years. No one stays on the mountain at night. If the rain keeps falling, don't we have to stay in the mountain at night?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man nibbling on a dry biscuit named Jin Shunfu. His face was full of crisscrossing wrinkles and ravines.

Zhang Shilin also looked at the rain curtain outside.

"It shouldn't be a problem to be careful at night, and..."

He looked at where Ji Yuan was lying.

"This beggar should have been here a long time ago. He's all right, so why are there so many of us afraid of? Even a big worm can scare it away!"

When the young man who distributed the dry food shivered when he heard this, he choked on the water.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... Oh Shilin brother, ahem, don't scare me!! Are there really big worms on Niukui Mountain?"

"Hahahahaha..." "This kid...hahaha"

"Xiaodong, you have to practice your courage hahaha..."

The people around him all laughed because of this. This young man joined the team less than two months ago, but he is a very energetic and diligent young man. In addition, everyone is from the same town and is familiar with him, so they take good care of him.

Zhang Shilin smiled and looked at Wang Dong.

"Xiaodong, this Niukui mountain peak is full of forests and deep forests. It really counts as a radius of 200 miles. It's normal to have a few large insects, but the way we choose is outside, which is relatively safe."

Is it really Niukui Mountain or not Niutou Mountain? Big bug? Narcissus Town?

On the other side, the doubts of Ji Yuan became deeper and deeper. How did he get from Niutou Mountain to Niukui Mountain? Could it be that the big worm was referring to the tiger? The name of Narcissus Town is second, after all, the land of China cannot be known.

The foot merchants by the fire were talking and laughing. Zhang Shilin noticed that Jin Shunfu was still frowning, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Lao Jin, what's wrong? What exactly did you hear in Narcissus Town?"

Jin Shunfu swallowed the dry biscuit in his mouth with a mouthful of hot water, looked left and right, and answered Zhang Shilin in the same low voice.

"Shilin, I heard from some people in Narcissus Town that this Niu Kuishan might be a monster..."

For some reason, Zhang Shilin got goosebumps when he heard this.

"At the time, I took it as a joke and didn't pay much attention to it. We only visited Niu Kuishan twice last year. What could happen to UU reading www.uukanshu.com, but now I suddenly panic for no reason. Shilin, don't laugh at me..."

In addition to explaining, Jin Shunfu added a sentence that was more like comforting himself.

"Don't scare yourself, take a good rest!"

Zhang Shilin patted Jin Shunfu on the arm. They have a little private rule when they go out. No matter day or night, they must not pat anyone on the shoulder.

However, there was actually one person in the temple who also had goosebumps, and that was the fate of a half-vegetative person.

What these people said doesn't sound like a joke, and it's definitely not acting. To be honest, if it's acting, Ji Yuan is now confident to hear the sounds of the venue and filming equipment. He is sure that there is nothing but himself here. Twelve people.

The sound of footsteps gradually approached, pulling back the thoughts of Ji Yuan.

Zhang Shilin took a wooden bowl and walked to the beggar behind the statue. He touched his forehead, it was still hot, and his breath was so weak that he seemed to have nothing. He looked at the beggar carefully. Although his face was dirty, there was no abscess. Rotten spots.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Shilin still stretched out his wrist to raise Ji Yuan's head a little bit, holding the wooden bowl and leaning towards Ji Yuan's chapped lips.

"There's not much we can do, let's have a drink..."

Hot water of suitable temperature leaked out along the corner of Jiyuan's mouth, but a lot of it poured into the mouth, and the throat conditioned reflex to swallow one into the stomach.

When the nectar came to Runze Wunei, Ji Yuan felt a lot more comfortable all of a sudden.

Ji Yuan recognized this voice as "Brother Shilin", "Shilin" and "Zhang Tou", which means his name is Zhang Shilin.

Obviously, this person does not seem to be mentally ill, and other people are the same, an extremely strong guess is breeding in his heart.

Could it be that I really crossed?