Evil Spirit Book

I don't know how deep the forest is, and the sky gradually darkened. Finally, we found a place at random and set up a bonfire on the spot. Until then, we ate a few bird eggs last night, and our stomachs were early. It was already churning so badly that I reckoned that it would be impossible for the ghost Chen to find something to eat, so I went around to find something to eat by myself before it was completely dark.

It’s the beginning of spring at this time, so it’s not like what’s written in the TV series. When I walk around, I pick a bunch of wild fruits. The first thing I see is freshly smoked green. I don’t have any food to find. I climbed a few dwarf trees, I saw a few bird nests with no eggs in them, and when I went back disheartened and clutching my stomach, I found that the ghost Chen was chewing a bunch of things.

This kid is already hungry and started to eat grass.

When I walked over, he glanced at me and pointed to the pile of radish-like plants on the ground. I don’t know where he got them, but since the ghost Chen can eat them, it must not be poisonous.I don't have the right to pick and choose, so I quickly stuffed one in my mouth. It was astringent, with a little sweet taste, and it was crunchy and crunchy. The taste was not as bad as I imagined.

Probably eating is the most relaxing moment for people. In the monotonous clicking sound, I said: "Brother Chen, what is the use of the map you are looking for?" After I asked, the ghost Chen didn't answer me. To my surprise, the ghost Chen kept a distance from everyone along the way, even in the Miyan Cave, the only time I showed my power and saved everyone in a crisis, he immediately repaid the favor afterwards, Make it clear that you don't want to get involved with anyone.

I found it boring, I touched my nose, fell to sleep on the ground after eating grass, I had nothing to communicate with the ghost Chen, we had nothing to say all night, until the next morning, we started walking in the jungle again, which was very boring , only those who have really experienced it know.

At ten o'clock at noon, the trees in the jungle gradually thinned out. At the same time, a large green farmland appeared in front of our eyes.

I was stunned when I saw this. I was still in the remote mountains and old forests, but in an instant, traces of human civilization emerged. The ghost Chen was in a good mood, and said slowly: "It should be in front."

We walked along the farmland, and after a few steps, a few people suddenly appeared in the woods.

"Please stop." The person who spoke was a young man who should be about my age, with dark skin, wearing ethnic costumes, and carrying a bow and arrow on his back. At this moment, he made a movement to stop us with one hand, and held bow.

This young man looks ordinary, but I have a hunch that if we go one step further, he might be able to shoot an arrow with a bow.

This is the first time I have met outsiders in this Mangshan Mountain. They are not the barbarians I imagined, and they seem to be similar to any ethnic minority in the outside world.

Behind this young relative, there were two more robust young men with bows on their backs, and the three of them blocked our way.

The ghost Chen didn't speak, and looked at the three of them coldly, probably because Chen's gaze was too unfriendly. After a while, the young man who had originally used the word 'please' turned dark and said, "No outsiders are allowed to enter here. , you guys leave quickly." While speaking, he pointed to a stone tablet in front of the farmland.

The stele was originally very large, and it should have been eye-catching, but because it was covered by vines, and our minds were all attracted to the farmland, we didn't find it.

There are two large characters and a row of small characters on the stele. I can't read the small characters clearly, but I can still read the big characters. It says: Nayi.

I recalled it in my mind, and I have no special impression of these two characters, and I don't know whether it is the name of a minority or the name of this village.I took a look at their clothes, which were a bit like the Dong people in Yunnan and Guizhou, and some like the Miao people, but none of them wore modern clothes.

I reckoned that this should be the human beings in that village. I said in my heart that I can't make enemies. Seeing that the ghost Chen didn't plan to engage in diplomatic work, I squeezed out a very happy smile: "There are still people here! Don't get me wrong...we are photographers. The team wanted to go into the rest of Mang Mountain to collect scenery, but didn't expect that there was a waterfall in front of us, the two of us were separated from our companions, and we hadn't eaten all day and night."

According to my estimation, the mountain people are generally relatively simple, as long as they say something pitiful, they should be able to impress them, and then take us to sit in the stockade for a while.

Unexpectedly, after I finished speaking, one of the stronger young men said to the young man who spoke beforehand: "Qi Zhu, I think this man has a wicked face and eyes, and he is very unbelievable."

Thieves?

Immediately, I felt blood rushing to my head. I swear, I have lived for 24 years, and no one has ever used this word to describe me.

The young man named Qi Zhu glanced at me and said, "Do you still have companions?"

In order to pave the way for Uncle and the others, I hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes! I don't know if it was washed down by the lake. We were planning to find people along the way, but... we lost all our food and equipment, so..."

I didn't finish my sentence, and then I looked at the young man named Qizhu with my eyes, and I could see that he seemed to be the little leader among the three.

The vigilance of this group of people is obviously very high, and it can be seen that they don't welcome outsiders. In the end, Qi Zhu probably realized his conscience, nodded, and said: "You come with us, but you have entered the stockade, don't wander around, and don't walk around. Don't ask too much."

I breathed a sigh of relief, nodded quickly, and said, "Just give us something to eat."

The ghost Chen didn't say much, pretending to be dumb all the way, with his head down, walking behind us like a little daughter-in-law.

As the saying goes, insight into the world is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing. In order to facilitate things later, I tried to get close to Qi Zhu and others along the way. I first praised their clothes and asked which ethnic group they belonged to. National characteristics should be protected as an intangible cultural heritage.

Qizhu and the other three ignored them, I knew that I hadn't figured it out yet, and if I wanted to get close, I had to know the other person's temperament, so I changed the subject again, saying that these seedlings are growing well, and they will definitely have a good harvest this year. Zhu finally hummed as an answer, but didn't say much.

Along the way, the farmland gradually decreased, and finally turned into a rolling grassland area. At a glance, the hills are undulating, covered with green grass, and there is no vegetation such as trees, which seems to be man-made.

The grass is full of a kind of pale white flowers, shaped like a Phalaenopsis orchid, densely packed and crowded, all over the mountains and plains, with no end in sight at a glance. At this moment, the ghost Chen Que who was walking behind suddenly pulled Touching my arm, his usual light tone became a bit deep, and he said: "Toxic."

poison?

I reacted, gestured to those flowers with my eyes, and said, "They?"

The ghost Chen nodded and stood still on the spot. At this moment, Qi Zhu and the others stopped on the spot, took out a long bamboo whistle, and began to play it against the sea of ​​flowers. Far away, the same whistle came, with a unique rhythm, as if in response.

After hearing the echo of the whistle, Qi Zhu heaved a sigh of relief, and said to me: "The patriarch agrees with you to go in, let's go." Then, he took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained a rather pungent He smeared some of the liquid on his finger, and then wiped it on the position of the person, forming a light yellow line.

Afterwards, he gave me the small bottle and said, "This sea of ​​flowers is poisonous. Wild animals dare not enter it. People will faint if they walk halfway inside. This can ward off poison." It sounds a little awkward, but it doesn't seem to be serious, otherwise, I wouldn't tell the mystery of Huahai all at once.

I nodded, wiped it on myself, and wiped it on for the ghost. The smell is very pungent and lasts for a long time. Originally, these flowers had a faint fragrance, but we can only smell it in our noses at the moment. A pungent smell similar to silkworm cocoons.

This sea of ​​flowers is relatively large, and it took us more than ten minutes before we walked out. Being in it, it is naturally a feast for the eyes, but who would have thought that these flowers are poisonous, but they can make people comatose or even inhale deadly poison for a long time. degree.

Along the way, due to my persistent approach, the three of them relaxed somewhat. Although Qi Zhu was tugging, he was still polite, and the other two strong boys were not so thoughtful. When we walked out of the sea of ​​flowers, It's already hooked up with me.