Chapter 87 87. Decapitation meal

Mr. Peng's leg was amputated by a very sophisticated surgical operation. Obviously, there are no advanced medical conditions at the bottom of the cave.

Chen Xiangyin thought about it while pulling the chicken legs to eat.

Seeing the drinks collected next to her, she suggested: "I have always believed in fate. It is a rare fate to meet here today. The road ahead is dangerous. If you have wine now, you will be drunk tomorrow. Let's drink one together."

After Gu Yunshi finished translating, the heroic old Wu was a little excited and his eyes were hot.

He stayed in this cave for more than two years, and everyone looked lifeless every day, which was not interesting at all!

At that time, he was having a lively meal with the younger members of his family. He shared the wine without hesitation and asked Gu Yunshi: "Gu Yunshi, how can this friend of yours do it? He can fight a black bear single-handedly!" "

Gu Yunshi scratched his forehead: "Qigong practitioner."

The wine jar was broken, and there wasn't much wine left. Each of the ten people only got a small sip.

Chen Xiang toasted Mr. Peng with a low glass: "Mr. Peng, college students in the 1980s were rare talents. They did not live in the city, but went into dangerous situations for fieldwork for academic purposes. After being killed, they spent half of their lives indomitable. In the end, I still think about everyone, I admire you.”

She spoke sincerely, and everyone present silently lowered their heads.

Everyone respects Mr. Peng for his righteousness and tenacity.

Mr. Peng's cloudy eyes were filled with hot tears, and his voice was trembling: "I hope you can really find a way out this time."

So sincere, Chen Xiangyin is emotionally willing to believe that he is a good person.

But most likely not.

Liu Ze said something before she fell down with the giant bear.

He said that he had to explore and observe for himself to see clearly what was so special about her.

Liu Ze raised Gu and conducted experiments. This cave was like an experimental vessel.

Since you want to observe, you must have "eyes".

She didn't think there would be any monitors here, or that Liu Ze could hide somewhere to see clearly.

She guessed that Mr. Peng was the "eye".

Although strange, this is a very likely conjecture.

However, she has not figured out how Mr. Peng will receive the information and pass it on.

She quickly looked around and found that there was a bundle of rice in bamboo tubes among the food that was delivered, and the place where Mr. Peng placed the lottery sticks was filled with bamboo strips cut into sticks.

Will it pass this?
  But how to pass it on?

After toasting with a glass of wine, Chen Xiang changed the topic: "Mr. Peng, you must have a deep love for academics. What topic did you study before?"

Mr. Peng paused for a moment: "Witch culture."

The answer is very general.

Chen Xiang nodded: "Witch Gu is now well known to the public, and is generally considered to be a kind of bacteria or parasite. By the way, I have a friend who is very knowledgeable in this field. I wonder if you have heard of it."

Chen Xiangyin raised his eyes and looked at Mr. Peng's expression. His furrowed face showed no expression at all. His loose eyelids were drooped and he couldn't see clearly. With his black and blue fingers, he slowly picked up the hot white steamed buns and ate them.

Chen Xiangyin said one word at a time: "Liu, Ze." Mr. Peng's movements obviously paused, and he raised his eyes to meet hers. His eyes were firm but his tone was flat: "I don't know him."

Chen Xiangyin restrained her eyes. Most people who lie will look at the other person's eyes very firmly. On the one hand, they appear to be sincere, but in fact they are trying to hide their lies. Secondly, the liars subconsciously want to confirm whether the other party believes the lie.

Chen Xiang said calmly: "He knows the Nine Comb Secret Gu. He is very powerful. If there is a chance to go out, I will introduce you to him."

Without waiting for Mr. Peng to reply, Chen Xiangyin immediately said: "After decades of great changes, you have broken your legs again, so you should not be interested in these things anymore. Having said that, Mr. Peng, you fell into the water from a high altitude and broke your legs." , such harsh conditions...how to deal with the wound?"

Seeing his bad expression, Chen Xiang added: "Don't mind, if there is any urgent need or useful tips in this cave wall, it may be life-saving for us on the road."

Mr. Peng spoke slowly: "It's nothing special. I was carrying some first aid items with me and just used them."

He Chongtian asked calmly: "Did you bring a scalpel with you?"

Mr. Peng shook his head, knowing that they were asking him how his legs were amputated. "It was my old brother who was abandoned here later who rescued me. He sharpened the stone and helped me fix it."

Chen Xiangyin nodded. No matter how sharp the stone was, it was impossible to cut such a smooth wound.

She seemed to be just gossiping and curious. She picked up a piece of pastry and tasted it with satisfaction, then started chatting again: "I don't seem to know what this mountain is called yet. This underground cave is really magical. We fell from the forbidden area of ​​​​the mountain god." , after walking through the maze of caves and arriving here, we arrived at the underground of the Ancestors Temple on the top of the mountain. It is really connected in all directions and has everything inside."

Ah Jin didn't have much of an appetite, so he replied languidly: "Wuzang Mountain. One, two, three, four, five, five, dirty things."

A place so full of spiritual energy and graceful beauty is called the five internal organs? Chen Xiangyin asked: "What's the allusion?"

Ah Jin explained: "It is said that hundreds of years ago, the five plague gods gathered to spread the plague. They passed through here and stayed in a cave for seven or forty-nine days, and then disappeared. Since then, the shady side of the mountain has been covered with mist all year round. It is scattered, but only in the forbidden area of ​​the mountain god, and the thick fog cannot cover the river. The old man in the village said that the five plague gods left plagues, diseases and other filthy things in the cave... so it is called Wuzang Mountain."

Chen Xiangyin listened and wiped the chicken fat on her fingers with the cloth on the table. She had never heard of this allusion.

No wonder no one would cross the river to this side. This allusion is quite scary.

The Plague God seems to have something to do with the whole thing.

Previously, the Northern Black Plague Ghost was also discovered in Liu Ze's basement.

Seeing that she didn't reply, Ah Jin said tentatively: "Do you think the village chief may have his own reasons for this?"

As soon as these words came out, all kinds of disdainful or angry voices were heard.

These old people hate the village chief deeply.

Gu Yunshi was the first to bear the brunt and was unconvinced: "Brother Ajin, are you stupid here? The facts are before your eyes, do you still think the village chief is innocent?!"

A Jin was about to speak but hesitated for a long time: "You don't know, the village chief was afraid that I would be under great pressure, so he asked everyone to keep it a secret... More than ten years ago, when I was eight years old, I broke my leg in the mountains while playing. You also know the conditions in our village. , that’s a broken bone! He had to be sent to an outside hospital for rescue, but at the same time, the village chief’s own son, Brother Qi, had a high fever and needed to be transported outside for medical treatment. At that time, transportation was not as developed as it is now... The labor force in the village There was only enough room to carry a stretcher out... The village chief arranged for everyone to carry me over 40 kilometers over the mountains to the hospital... That's why Brother Qi burned his brain... But the village chief never complained about me, he was even afraid of me I feel guilty and don’t let anyone else mention it.”

The more Ah Jin talked, the more excited he became, eager to let everyone know that the village chief in his mind was by no means a heinous person for self-interest.

Chen Xiangyin understood him, but disagreed, "He may treat you well, but that doesn't mean that everyone here is good. He may be admirable in some aspects, but that doesn't mean that all his actions are correct. This is not necessary. Besides, when you go out, you can ask him yourself."

Ah Jin lowered his head and refused to refute: "If you can get out, you must come back to save us."

Gu Yunshi patted his chest and said, "Of course, there is no reason not to save him."

Someone in the crowd said, "We'll talk about it when we can go out."

The air froze in an instant. To be fair, Chen Xiangyin himself was quite frightened. After forty years of unknown, what was in the corridor?
  (End of this chapter)

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