Fortunately, Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing had something handy, and they had at least two emergency flashlights. They put their bags on their backs and grabbed everything they needed. Without caring about anything else, they quickly climbed towards the unknown mountain in the darkness.
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"Dazhi, do you think the mountains in Inner Mongolia are like ours, with bears? The Siberian tiger's range of activities does not include this place, right?"
Zhou Zijing said without knowing what to do as he walked away.
"It's hard to describe a blind bear, but you don't want to encounter a national treasure like the Siberian tiger in this place!"
Wu Dazhi was brave and physically strong, so he walked in front to clear the way:
"These are not important, you know? There may be monsters like Hu Xue who have become spirits in these barren mountains. Besides, how many people from the Liao Dynasty are buried in this vast underground? Two or three corpses have transformed, that's it.
It’s enough for the two of us!”
"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe we can meet someone like Nie Xiaoqian, and our brothers can become Ning Caichen!"
Zhou Zijing has always been a cheerful person, so even if there are potential threats, he can automatically ignore them.
"Then what would you do if you met Sadako?"
Wu Dazhi was not in the mood to joke with Zhou Zijing. If they really encountered something they shouldn't encounter, and with the group of gangsters behind them who vowed to kill them, the two of them might really end up here today.
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"Dazhi, you are so tough with your little chatter. We are two brothers. Don't worry. If it's Xiaoqian who comes out, I, Fatty Zhou, think I'll give it to you. If it's Sadako..."
Fortunately, the two of them were very lucky this time. The journey went very smoothly and they didn't meet either Sadako or Xiaoqian.
The two of them climbed up the mountain. The mountains in Inner Mongolia are a bit different from those in the Northeast. They are all rocky mountains. It is quite difficult to climb up. In addition, the two of them were somewhat burdened. They were already out of breath after climbing halfway up the mountain.
Zhou Zijing looked back and saw that the headlights of the car he had seen before were no longer visible. He sat down and took out two cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Wu Dazhi:
"Do you think those gangsters will drive past? How about we go down the mountain and have a look?"
"It's hard to say, even if they drive by, our off-road vehicle will still be parked on the road!"
At this time, in the dead of night, everything seemed even quieter in the empty barren mountains. Occasionally, there were two grunting sounds, which were extremely loud under the night sky.
Suddenly, several birds chirped in the sky, followed by the sound of flapping wings. Zhou Zijing shined a flashlight and saw a bird.
"Is that a magpie?" Zhou Zijing poked Wu Dazhi noncommittally.
Wu Dazhi also pointed the flashlight in his hand at the bird, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.
"Not a magpie?" Looking at Wu Dazhi's face, Zhou Zijing could guess that the bird was definitely not a good thing.
"Well, it's not a magpie. I don't know the specific name of this bird. I just heard from the old man that the bird is poisonous and lives by eating the flesh of dead people..."
"Vulture?" Zhou Zijing blurted out a question. Obviously, vultures don't look like magpies. Facing the unknown bird, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.
Zhou Zijing suddenly stood up and pulled Wu Dazhi up:
"Stop staying here. If you say this bird eats dead human flesh, then there must be a graveyard nearby. Let's go!!"
Wu Dazhi didn't dare to delay any longer. He picked up his bag and flashlight and continued walking into the mountain. After walking for a long time, the two of them discovered that something was wrong. There were ashes of burned paper floating everywhere along the way, and there were also yellow papers that were not completely burned.
"This should be a cemetery reserved by the nearby villagers. Let's go!"
Wu Dazhi didn't wait for Zhou Zijing to say anything, as if he didn't see everything in front of him, he lowered his head and just walked forward. After walking for a while, the surroundings finally returned to tranquility, and their field of vision broadened.
There were countless tombs densely packed in the distance. Without thinking too much, Wu Dazhi and Zhou Zijing looked at each other and walked inside. The further they walked in, the more and larger the tombs became.
From no stone tablets to stone tablets; from simple stone tablets to luxuriously decorated stone tablets.
"It looks like the graves here are quite old!"
Wu Dazhi observed for a while and said to Zhou Zijing behind him, but did not wait for Zhou Zijing's response.
"Fat man?" Wu Dazhi panicked and hurriedly turned to look, seeing the figure of Zhou Zijing behind him.
But before he could move forward, a hand was placed firmly on his shoulder from behind. The hand was so strong that Wu Dazhi was shocked. Could there be something wrong in this graveyard?
He was thinking in his mind, chanting a spell in his mouth, making seals with his hands, and turned around to hit the thing behind him.
"Dazhi, don't be nervous, it's me, fat guy!" Before Wu Dazhi could take action, Zhou Zijing behind him seemed to have sensed the danger and spoke hurriedly.
Wu Dazhi dispersed the attack, turned around and glared at Zhou Zijing angrily.
"Don't be angry, I'm just trying to lighten the atmosphere!" Seeing that Wu Dazhi was a little angry, Zhou Zijing hurriedly explained: "What's the point of the two of us littering the graves here?"
"What do you want?" Zhou Zijing's explanation made Wu Dazhi feel even more depressed. He said coldly: "If you really want something exciting, I don't mind creating it for you!"
As he spoke, Wu Dazhi pointed his finger into the distance. Zhou Zijing looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a faint ghost fire hanging in the air, which looked quite penetrating.
"Did you do it?" Zhou Zijing wiped his eyes to confirm that what he saw was real, and asked in disbelief.
Wu Dazhi shook his head like a rattle: "Idiot, this is a graveyard. It's normal to have will-o'-the-wisps. Look ahead, is there anything there?"
Under the moonlight, Zhou Zijing took two steps forward, looked ahead again, and vaguely saw something dark moving in front of him.
"Dazhi, we won't be so lucky to encounter zombies, right? Do you have any experience? I have no experience in dealing with such things!"
Zhou Zijing took a step back, and then quickly grabbed Wu Dazhi's arm. He knew that he, Zhou Zijing, could never defeat a zombie.
"Go away, what are you talking about?"
Wu Dazhi pulled out Zhou Zijing's hand. He was originally afraid, but when Zhou Zijing said this, he felt even more uncertain. Suddenly, he felt depressed.
"All the things you learned are fed to dogs?!" Wu Dazhi said angrily: "Our place is different from the south. There are many zombies in the south, and we can't get out here!"
"Is this like this?" Zhou Zijing scratched his head, wondering whether he should believe what Wu Dazhi said.
But in this situation, even if Zhou Zijing doesn't want to believe it, he still has to believe it.
"Let's go and see what's ahead!"
Wu Dazhi didn't seem to care what was in front of him, he just raised his legs and walked forward.
"Tell me, these people are too ungrateful. After so many years of liberation, the government has been promoting cremation every day. Tell me..."
Zhou Zijing muttered and walked forward dissatisfied. After walking for about twenty minutes, the two finally stopped. Under the moonlight, they seemed to have a building ahead of them.