Volume 1 In 2007, I Was Sucked By My Grandmother With Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 12 The Screams From
On the county road to Qingmeng Township, I have been thinking about a question. Before this, although dwarf mules often appeared in the rumors of our childhood, it is impossible to say that they are as common as hares and snakes in the grass.
My brother-in-law has been guarding the mountains and forests all his life. When I talked to him about it before, he just replied: "That's nonsense!" Yes, my brother-in-law spends his whole day guarding forests and preventing fires in deep mountains and old forests.
People think it is just a rumor, so I can basically conclude that the dwarf mule rarely appears in this world, and it has its own fixed and secretive range of activities.
Except for a few pranks, the dwarf mule rarely commits crimes. Even Luo Shiba had to admit this in the notes in the broken book.
However, starting from the two corpse mutilation cases in Segai Village, the cruel methods of the dwarf mule began to be exposed to us.
Why did they cut into pieces and kill two innocent people?
We didn't know it at first. In the cave full of murals, I saw the internal organs on the stone platform and felt a little strange. Later, Luo Ermei's cousin, Luo Deafzi from the seventh group of Zhongyang Village, told
I, this is a very mysterious black magic. It calculates the birth date and death date of the deceased, then kills eleven people, removes the five internal organs, limbs, penis and finally the head, accurately to the time, and then blends them into the evil spirits.
From the stone of nature, a Mahakala was summoned.
Could such vicious black magic be performed by a group of dwarf mules who have not yet developed their intelligence?
I was deeply suspicious at that time, but Deaf Luo didn't finish telling me and started fighting with me.
After that, he never mentioned the matter again.
Two days ago, I asked about the whereabouts of Deaf Luo, and Ma Haibo told me that the old man died during the labor camp and committed suicide. He used a sharpened plastic toothbrush handle to cut the blood vessels in his neck and thighs, and his blood flowed all over the floor.
Blood. According to friends in the prison, the situation was very miserable at that time. None of the inmates in the same cell noticed it. When I woke up in the morning, several wounds turned white. The scene was particularly terrifying. Blood was flowing on the ground, like a
It's a weird picture that makes people feel chilled just by looking at it.
The deceased Mr. Ouyang Zhijian once told me that there have been a lot of strange things in the past few years...
The guide Lao Jin had a good year this year. In his early years, he was a farmer in Segai Village. He collected medicinal materials and hunted wild animals in the mountains and forests all year round. Later, he moved to the countryside and started a business, specializing in collecting medicinal materials from the villagers.
Sold it outside. Because it was a task sent by the township last time, he took it with him. This time we came to him again, but he was a little reluctant. Even if we explained the interests to him, he didn't believe it.
Later, the leaders of the township at least spoke up, and he reluctantly went along.
After the car reached Segai Village, it was difficult to move forward. It was bumpy all the way and my butt hurt terribly. I walked down and rubbed it. I looked at the familiar rural scene. There seemed to be a middle-aged man on that country dirt road.
He ran towards me with a smile: "Let me show you, I picked up a pile of gold..." And Duoduo was picked up by me here like a kitten or puppy.
More than a year has passed and I revisited the old place, which gave me a lot of emotions.
Zamao Xiaodao stood next to me, looking at the fields and old and simple houses in the distance, frowning and saying that you are really poor here!
I was speechless. Who wouldn’t say that our hometown is beautiful, but the picturesque scenery can be used as food?
Wang Baosong is almost forty years old and is still single because he is poor.
Everyone got out of the car and sorted out their equipment. This time, the superiors specially approved a batch of chemical protective suits, the kind that can cover the whole body tightly. There are fifteen sets in total. This is for entering the cave.
, for ordinary people to protect against venomous snakes and reptiles. In addition, a variety of supplies, anti-mosquito drugs, licorice to prevent dwarf mules from being confused, and fresh glutinous rice are all prepared. It is different from last time.
This is a prepared action.
The commander-in-chief of the team is Hong Anguo from the Religious Affairs Bureau (we call him Boss Hong), and the military commander is Wu Gang. Ma Haibo. Luo Fuan has just recovered from his illness, and is with a police officer named Liu (who has been in the cave before).
We walked slowly in the middle of the team. Zamao Xiaodao and I walked at the end of the team, slowly, as if we were on a field trip.
To be honest, the most harmful thing about the dwarf mule is that it can control people's thoughts. In addition, it may be able to guide poisonous insects. But in terms of the strength of its body, it is not at the same level as me. Otherwise, I would just
Even steel-toed protective shoes cannot subdue it.
Dwarf mules can confuse people, which can be solved by chewing licorice or betel nut. In my opinion, this operation is a bit fussy and overkill.
However, you need to be cautious in everything. If there are many people, it is better to have someone to take care of you.
The road into the mountains is not easy to walk. It’s true that you can’t beat the mountain. Fortunately, the weather here is pretty good this time. It’s not drizzling like last time, so there aren’t many muddy roads to walk, which also saves money.
I spent a lot of energy. Passing by Group 7 of Segai Village, I pointed out Deaf Luo's house to Zamao Xiaodao and asked if I could see it. The last line of Zhongyang Miao Gu was severed here.
Zamao Xiaodao said that there was another child who ran away and has not been seen yet?
When he said this, I couldn't help but think of a pair of extremely hateful eyes. I laughed and said that such a big little kid might be moving bricks anonymously in that construction site? But then again, Duoduo's death was that Qing Qing's death.
Yaozi did it with one hand, this kid is incredible.
Zamao Xiaodao looked at the crowd in front of him with a melancholy expression, saying that today's operation seemed a little unsatisfactory.
My eyebrows jumped, how could I say this?
He pointed at the tiger cat flying freely in the sky and said that the fat hen said it. The terrain here is undulating and continuous. Look at the mountains and follow the water. The more people there are, the more disasters there will be. You
Look at that "butthole expert" who keeps whispering to others, and his face is so melancholy that he is dripping with water. You can tell that he is no longer optimistic about this operation. Without investigation, there is no right to speak. When the officials slapped each other on the thigh in the office,
I didn't say a word because I was too lazy to argue with those confident people.
I said, so you still come with me?
He smiled and said that he was idle anyway. I, Lao Xiao, traveled around the world just for the thrill of life and death? Oh... I just remembered something, here it is! He took out a black silk condom from his pocket
The brush in the barrel, the Wong Tai Sin Wolf Hair Brush, is given to you first. If you lose it, it will be yours. I took it over and saw that the material of the pen barrel is rough, but the carving is still exquisite, and the nib is neat and smooth.
It's quite his style: low-key, cottage-like, but it works.
During the journey, I didn’t have time to look at it, so I stuffed it into my backpack and continued walking forward.
Needless to say, the journey was tortuous and difficult. When the sun was setting in the west, we finally arrived at Houting Yazi.
This is the highest mountain in the entire Qingshan world. I don’t know how many meters above sea level it is. It felt like entering the clouds and the white mist was shrouded in it. Lao Jin took us through the ditch on the side. Downhill was the skateboard rock. Last time, someone walked from it.
Here we fell directly into the stream. Then we bypassed the back pavilion cliff and emerged from the mouth of the canyon with dense vegetation. Finally, we saw the canopy of a banyan tree more than 20 meters high, with green leaves like camphor.
Walking into this sloping land, although it is sunny outside, there is continuous mist here, and there is a gloomy and cold air everywhere.
There is also sunlight shining down, but it is like scratching an itch just outside the door, not warm.
Finally, we gathered under the giant tree we came to and rested for a while. Under Wu Gang's order, the soldiers began to search the surroundings to eliminate potential dangers. Yang Cao ran over and called me, asking us to go to the nearby tree.
There was a meeting at the entrance of the cave. Zamao and I walked on the green grass, passed the shade of the trees, and came to the crowd. Five people from the Religious Bureau were there, including Wu Gang, Ma Haibo, and Lao Ye from the Provincial Military Region. These were the only ones.
When Mr. Hong saw me coming, he said to me: "Lu Zuo, you led the people out of the cave safely last time. We discussed it and we still want you to go in and lead the way this time."
I was not happy when I first heard about it. When I made the plan, I said that I had a phobia of caves and would not go into caves. They agreed at the time, but now they have changed the plan temporarily. Is this not a "forced uterus"? Hu Wenfei
He explained to me apologetically that he had not conducted an on-site inspection at that time, but now he discovered that this place is really dangerous. The terrain of this slope valley is a typical formation of gathering ghosts, and it is also natural. There must be someone who is familiar with the road conditions.
Otherwise we may repeat the same mistakes as last time this time.
Jia Wei also helped, saying that we will send an email to the Southern Bureau to praise you, and the people will remember you.
These words sounded like a condolence speech.
I originally had an indifferent attitude, but when I heard this, I immediately felt a little unhappy. No matter how I heard it, it was harsh: I am just a temporary worker dawdling around, and I don’t expect to be able to work hard in the system after I become a full-time employee. What?
Achievements, reputation, etc. are all just clouds. What are they none of my business? But Wu Gang and Ma Haibo also persuaded me, saying that they also had to go into the cave to resolve the curse. Although you don’t care, it’s not a big deal to clear the mark.
good?
I reluctantly agreed and asked about the Zamao Trail. He nodded and said he wanted to go in and see the mural art of the dwarf mule.
The entrance to the cave was previously sealed with bricks. Dark green vines hung low, and there was a hole dug out at the bottom. It was just big enough for a short mule to enter and exit. Because they had to enter the cave, several soldiers were using tools.
Get it out.
Zamao Xiaodao stared at the large puddle on the right side of the cave entrance. The water in it was green and oily, with floating algae. He turned his head, smiled, and said, "Little poison, don't you feel anything weird here?" I squatted down and smelled it.
There was a fishy smell, but it didn't have the stale smell of stagnant water. Just as he was about to reply, he suddenly heard a scream coming from below, followed by the sound of chaotic gunshots.
I raised my head and saw everyone around me running down the slope.
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