Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother with golden silkworms Chapter 11 Green Mountain R
At Jinping Bus Station, I saw Zamao Xiaodao looking around curiously, while the tiger cat stood limply on his shoulder, not knowing whether he was sleeping or awake. In our remote small county, people
With a busy life all day long, where is the leisure to raise birds? Few people can see these colorful budgies, so this pair of living treasures has attracted many people to look at them sideways.
I walked over, pulled Zamao Xiaodao aside, and said, look how cool you are!
Zamao Xiaodao is naturally not afraid of other people's attention. He is proud and looking forward to each other, and tells me how to say goodbye. However, the tiger cat opened his eyelids and looked at me, and then continued to squint. Zamao Xiaodao smiled and said, "You are here."
The twenty-hour long-distance bus ride made this fat hen vomit blood. I asked why not take a plane? Zamao Xiaodao was extremely depressed: "We have two flights a week, and when the plane comes, the day lilies are cold..."
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Apparently hearing Zamao Xiaodao talking about it, the tiger cat suddenly got excited and yelled: "You are such a heartless waste, sir. I came all the way here to help you, but you are so bad at me? Who is the fat hen?"
?You just have a fat hen, your whole family has fat hens, and your whole village has fat hens!”
I smiled bitterly: I'm not talking about the fat hen.
However, it was really a waste of words to reason with this adult. I quickly admitted my mistake, then left the station, took a taxi, and took them to their residence in Xinjie. However, when I was about to go upstairs, my steps froze.
Li: I came out in a hurry just now, and nothing was tidied up in the bedroom. How could such a ghostly person like Zamao Xiaodao hide it from him? However, they had already reached the second floor, and I couldn't change the route, so I had to hold on.
The scalp goes up.
Sure enough, when I entered the house, I walked around the alley, took a deep breath, and exclaimed what a wonderful smell it tasted, little poison, I didn’t expect that you are an ascetic outside, but when you return home, your nightlife is so...
Wonderful?
I smiled bitterly and did not explain. This kind of thing was getting darker and darker, and I was not sure how dirty things this guy would say. Looking at the dirty path and preparing to walk into the master bedroom, I quickly stopped at the door and pointed.
Diagonally opposite, he said that you would stay in the guest room for the time being and leave the master bedroom alone. Zamao Xiaodao showed an "I understand" smile on his face, and he laughed a little obscenely, saying that there wouldn't be a beautiful woman hidden in it, right? Is it Huang Fei?
I felt a pain in my heart, and my face became a little cold, and I said, Damn, let you live across the street, why bother with all this?
Zamao Xiaodao smiled casually, knowing that I was in a bad mood, so he carried his bag and went into the room opposite to put his luggage. However, the tiger cat flapped its wings in the air and asked me in a serious voice: "When you are doing things,
Isn't Duoduo around?" This academic discussion question made me stunned. Yes, yesterday I was just having fun and had forgotten about Duoduo and the Golden Silkworm Gu.
The two of them won't be standing around to watch, right?
I tried hard to think back, but my memory of yesterday was blurry, and it was all filled up by Huang Fei, leaving no gaps at all. So the more I thought about it, the more confused I became, and after a while, I was sweating.
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That night, Zamao Xiaodao and I stayed together in the ward of the County People's Hospital. Nothing happened all night. The next day, I received a call from Wu Gang, saying that he wanted me to go to the city for a meeting to discuss the revenge of the short mule.
I asked who was there? He said that in addition to us parties, there were also "relevant departments."
I said can I not participate?
He smiled bitterly and said, just think of it as giving the brothers a hand. After all, we are all comrades who have lived life and death together. How could you bear to leave us behind... I said that it is okay to help, but I just can't stand some people.
Bureaucratic habits. Wu Gang sighed and said that in fact, most people have clear eyes and are very clear and smooth, but there are still some people who are arrogant and arrogant. I understand what you mean. Just treat her as having early menopause and endure it for the sake of the overall situation.
, the mark on your body will also be untied, right?
Wu happened to persuade me, and I reluctantly agreed. At noon, Zamao Xiaodao and I took the county bureau's car and headed to the city together with Ma Haibo, Luo Fuan, who was ill, and two policemen who were on duty at the time.
In a conference room in the city, a meeting on the collection of dwarf mules is being held. In addition to those who are still alive who participated in the mission, there are also relevant leaders of the armed police system, public security system, and people stationed by relevant departments.
.In addition to the aforementioned Hu Wenfei, Yang Cao, and Jia Wei, these people also have two serious-looking old men, one dressed as a Miao man and the other in a Chinese tunic suit.
Hu Wenfei introduced us, saying that the leader of their group in the Mao suit was named Hong Anguo, while the Miao people dressed in the Chinese tunic were a biological expert specially invited from his colleagues, named Wu Linyi (the Miao surname was not only the original surname of Twelve Fangs,
Most of them are given surnames when compiling household registration).
Of course, my good friend Xiao Keming and my spiritual mentor Mr. Tiger Cat are indispensable for this occasion.
Before the meeting, Hong Anguo met me, shook hands with me, and said that he had already contacted his colleagues in the Southern Province and knew that they were comrades inside, so everything was easy to discuss. Then he pointed at Wu Linyi and said that this old comrade
He is also a Gu Master, so we should get closer to him. Wu Zhilin is about fifty or sixty years old. In the spirit of respecting the elders, I greeted him warmly, and he nodded without being affectionate. Zamao Xiaodao later followed me
It is said that people who work in the same industry are enemies, and voodoos devour each other. It is rare for people to live in harmony. The same is true for people who raise voodoos. Don't you know?
My original intention was to keep a low profile, but once the files are logged in, as long as the permissions are met, I can't even think about being "invisible".
The information society is such a trouble.
The meeting lasted from six o'clock in the evening to nine o'clock in the evening. Most of the people were observers. The main speakers were several leaders from various departments, as well as Hu Wenfei and Yang Cao from the Religious Affairs Bureau, who introduced the habits of short mules later.
During the meeting, Wu Linyi, the Gu farmer, also came out and spoke.
Contrary to what I knew, Wu Linyi explained that the dwarf mule is an underground creature that lives in underground caves or underground rivers all year round. It is also common in woods, shrubs, grass and other environments in hilly and mountainous areas. It digs caves to live in.
, lies out at night, can climb trees and swim, feeds on termites, black ants, insect larvae and various wild fruits. It also eats meat, and its favorite is mouse meat. Because it has long devoured an underground substance called "rye pulp"
The stems and roots usually secrete the psychedelic substance lysergic acid diethylamine, which can confuse people...
When I heard the old man with his head wrapped in blue coarse cloth spouting out some special terms, I realized that he was indeed a Gu Master who kept pace with the times, unlike me who only relied on a shabby book.
, stupidly thinking that the dwarf mule is some illusory "spiritual world" that has been visiting all year round.
After hearing these explanations from Wu Zhilin, I finally understood what "limitations of the times" mean.
A hundred years later, when I look at Luo Shiba's notes, even if I don't have extensive knowledge, I know that many of them are based on speculation and have no basis. However, what perspective will future generations use to view what I wrote a hundred years later?
What about all the weird things?
I won’t go into details about the lengthy meeting and will go directly to the results of the meeting: everyone unanimously concluded that the black energy (curse) we carry comes from the cave where the dwarf mule once stopped, and the superiors have seen us before.
I am very interested in the mural and think that all the clues are in that place. If the source there can be suppressed, the black energy in our bodies will disappear.
Without the coordinates, the dwarf mule will not come to seek revenge.
Yang Cao proposed that all people with black energy in their bodies need to return to the Qingshan Realm to understand all cause and effect.
Therefore, in three days, each department will mobilize elites to form an expedition team in the name of scientific investigation, and once again go to the Qingshan Realm under the thousand-year-old tree to revisit the cave and strive to completely solve this problem. Because the matter is so big,
It is no longer a separate murder case, but a war between two creatures.
It is worth mentioning that two people were lucky enough to avoid this task.
A policeman and a soldier.
The last time they fell into the water while entering the mountain, they stopped moving forward halfway. Yang Cao didn't know this, but he still pointed out at a glance that there were no traces of curses on these two people. It can be seen from this that
, Yang Cao is indeed a fiery-eyed guy.
Zamao Xiaodao and I are naturally members of the team, so when we see the stronger our teammates, we feel more comfort and security in our hearts.
After the meeting, we went to the cafeteria for dinner and got to know each other. Because we were colleagues, the five people from the Religious Affairs Bureau were quite friendly to me. Hong Anguo was still interested in recruiting me and asked me why since I was from here.
Go south again to save service? Our manpower here is very weak, it is better to come back!
I said it was mainly because I had a job there before, so I was drawn in. I'm not usually at home.
In the next few days, we began to make various preparations, make plans, prepare materials, route selection, and personnel selection and running-in, and finally determined a team of more than 30 people, including soldiers, police, religious
Professionals from the bureau and... idle people like Zamao Xiaodao. In the midst of this intense preparation, as the person who knows the cave best, I was so busy that I didn't even have time to think about Huang Fei.
You know, the goal this time is to uncover the mystery of the dwarf mule's comeback, and to ensure that the chaos is completely quelled with as few deaths as possible.
On the afternoon of the second day after the National Day holiday, we took four cars and two military vehicles, departed from the city, rested for one night in Jinping County, and then drove to the nearest village deep in the Qingshan boundary. Of course, we had to pass through Qingmeng
Township, because there is another party involved, the guide Lao Jin.
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