Chapter 099 Miracle Doctor Village 【09】Various River Carving, Artist Identity
"How many hours on the road?"
"Three hours." After Goblin answered, it took two seconds before he understood Mo Qing's surprise and said happily, "We have a high-speed rail now! High-speed rail! You know, it's much faster than a train!"
"..."
Of course Mo Qing knows about high-speed rail.
In the past six months, her understanding of the new era has been quite comprehensive.
However, it is one thing to know, but it is another thing to experience it in person. Such a long distance, which only takes "three hours", is indeed far beyond her imagination.
Ignoring Goblin's merry monkey, Mo Qing glanced in the direction of the station and strode over.
Goblin followed in a hurry.
——As if he is Mo Qing's subordinate.
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On the high-speed rail.
Mo Qing noticed the stable and fast transportation and the clean and smell-free environment.
"How do you feel?" Goblin asked with a smile.
Mo Qing glanced at him.
Goblin quickly handed over an apple: "Would you like to eat it? It's been washed."
After taking the apple, Mo Qing fell back, folded her legs, and took a bite of the apple. She glanced around the car again, and paused at the silhouette in the first row.
There was a man sitting there, wearing a black brimmed hat and black clothes, with his elbows resting on the armrests and his knuckles slender and beautiful.
Under his seat, there is an easel and a backpack.
painter?
Mo Qing's thoughts flashed for a moment, and then he looked back.
"When can we arrive at Gejiacun?" Mo Qing asked, taking another bite of the apple and chewing it carefully.
"Tomorrow afternoon." Goblin guessed and said, "It's quite simple to get to the city, and then take a bus to the county. You have to take a shuttle bus to the town. There are no taxis in the town. We have to rent a car and drive it ourselves.
past."
Goblin raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, there is a navigation system, we are not afraid."
Mo Qing rested his head with one hand, eating the apple absentmindedly, and glanced at the "painter" out of the corner of his eye.
Three hours later, Mo Qing and Goblin arrived in Yanmi City.
The high-speed rail station in the city is remote and desolate. There are taxis and motorcycles going out, and there are also people hanging around holding "accommodation" signs. When they see people coming out of the exit, they immediately greet them.
"I booked the hotel online and walked there for fifteen minutes," Goblin told Mo Qing.
"Um."
Although Goblin arranged everything well, he didn't expect that the hotel he booked was too far away and the navigation couldn't accurately locate it. He took Mo Qing back and forth several times, but Mo Qing finally looked at the navigation and carried Geblin.
Lin entered through a path and found the hotel.
Opening the door, the wind chimes sounded.
Mo Qing walked in and saw a familiar figure in his peripheral vision. He was wearing a wide-brimmed hat and carrying a drawing board. He walked up the stairs and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Accommodation?" asked the front desk.
"Yes." Goblin handed over the two ID cards, "We booked two rooms online."
After waiting for a while, the front desk quickly checked them in.
The environment of the hotel was very average, with poor sound insulation, a smell from the bathroom, and even the quilt was a little damp. Mo Qing simply washed himself, did not take off his clothes, and went to sleep directly.
After sleeping until about eight o'clock, Mo Qing got up and tidied up, then went to find Goblin.
Goblin was very quick, he got up early and bought breakfast, and called a car. After they had packed up, he got in the car directly, went to the bus station, and then transferred to a shuttle bus.
There is no need to buy tickets for the shuttle bus, and there is no seat reservation. You get on the bus when you see it, and it leaves when the time is up. The conductor collects money according to where the passengers go, and stops at any time.
The environment is also very average.
This was a state that Mo Qing was relatively familiar with.
It's a pity that Goblin rarely goes on business trips to remote places. After half an hour on the bus, he felt dizzy, nauseous and felt like vomiting. He slumped in his seat without any strength.
At noon, the car arrived in town.
Goblin got out of the car weakly and felt like his life was about to die. He was helped by Mo Qing to a noodle shop and ate a large bowl of noodles before he recovered.
The next journey was much smoother because Goblin rented a car.
However, this road was very winding and had many forks. Goblin followed the navigation and turned left and right. Mo Qing reminded him several times that he stopped going off the road.
It wasn't until night fell that they saw the shadow of Gejiacun.
The village is in an isolated place. Although the road is open and travel is much more convenient, there are not many cars along the way. Occasionally, a few motorcycles drive by, ignoring traffic rules and running rampant.
He saw the village from a distance, but Goblin drove for another half an hour before he saw the "Gejia Village" engraved on the stone tablet and the scattered rural houses clustered on the mountain.
"arrive."
Goblin breathed out.
Driving for several hours was the most difficult experience in his driving career.
The road was dangerous and he did not dare to drive too fast. He had to be alert at all times.
The journey was very long, he was the only one in the car with a driver's license, and there was basically no rest time.
Mo Qing slept in the car and woke up after hearing Goblin's voice. She raised her eyes slightly and tilted her eyes at Goblin: "What's next?"
Goblin took out his cell phone: "I'll call the village chief."
"Have you contacted the village chief?"
"Yes." Goblin said, "He posted a request for help online, and I contacted him as a Taoist priest. He gave me a detailed address and phone number, and asked me to call him when I arrived."
"oh."
Mo Qing responded calmly and opened the car window.
The breeze from outside blows in, and the air is fresh and natural.
She squinted her eyes slightly, then felt strange and suddenly opened her eyes.
The stars are vast, there is no moonlight, and the view is acceptable. This village seems to be integrated with the mountains and fields, and every house is like a standing ghost shadow, dark.
There are no lights.
There is no light.
In this era when water and electricity are available to every corner, in a village like this, at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, there is no light anywhere.
Even, firelight.
Not long after, Goblin finished a phone call and told Mo Qing: "The village chief said he would pick us up in about ten minutes. However, the car cannot drive into the village and we have to find a place to park."
Mo Qing responded: "Yeah."
"What's wrong?" Goblin noticed something strange.
"nothing."
Mo Qing's eyes narrowed, he pushed the car door open and jumped out of the car.
Goblin called her: "Hey——"
"Park your car." Mo Qing raised his eyes, said a few words, and then closed the car door.
"……oh."
Goblin agreed angrily.
…
The road was narrow, and Goblin got stuck on reversing the car and kept going back and forth.
Mo Qing ignored him and raised his eyes to look around. In this dark night, he scanned the surroundings and saw figures swaying one after another.
Her sense of perception is different from ordinary people, and her eyesight is better than ordinary people.
With a little starlight, she doesn't need any lights, her vision is the same as on a cloudy day, and her movements will not be affected in any way.
And now——
She clearly saw groups of people appearing in this dark and quiet village. They hid behind the straw in the fields, walked in front of the courtyard of their house, and stood under the tall pine trees...
They were observing her and Goblin.
Those eyes hidden in the dark make people feel extremely uncomfortable.
"I'm so stupid."
Goblin cursed.
Mo Qing looked back and realized that the car had been driven off the road by Goblin and was stuck beside the ditch near the field bank, unable to move anymore.
Goblin kicked the car door open and jumped down: "No, let's just leave it like this. It's too dark. Let's wait until tomorrow..."
Having said this, Goblin paused, scratched his head, and suddenly looked around strangely.
"Do you feel that something is wrong?" Goblin frowned, feeling an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.
Mo Qing: "Yeah."
"You also think..."
Goblin rolled his eyes and his voice became lower and lower. Then, he suddenly shuddered and moved towards Mo Qing.
He whispered: "What time is it?"
"Not even eight o'clock."
"Do you feel that this village..." Goblin swallowed hard, feeling his scalp numb, "a little too quiet?"
"Um."
Compared with Goblin, Mo Qing is much calmer.
"Don't you think it's strange?"
"strangeness."
Mo Qing thought to himself that if Goblin knew that people in the village were secretly observing them, Goblin would definitely feel even stranger.
Goblin panicked: "What should we do?"
As the head of the paranormal department, this is the first time for me to be involved in such a ghostly mission.
He usually carries a small notebook to popularize science.
"go back?"
"How can that be done?" Goblin said, "We're here already. Besides, our car is stuck and we can't go back at all."
Mo Qing said casually: "Then wait for the village chief."
"...Oh." Goblin responded. He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms through the fabric of his clothes, and then muttered, "When did he..."
Mo Qing cut off his words: "Here he comes."
Goblin wanted to say, why did he come here without seeing the light or hearing the sound?
But the next moment, he felt a black shadow suddenly appear nearby, which scared his eyelids. If he didn't have some psychological quality in him, he might have jumped on Mo Qing.
Hold!
Goblin cursed in his heart.
An old man walked in front of him. Without a flashlight, he walked quietly and wandered up to the two of them.
As I got closer, I realized that he was wearing a hat and a mask, covering himself very tightly.
After stopping, his cloudy eyes under his bamboo hat looked left and right, and finally settled on Goblin and asked, "Are they Daoist Ge and his friends?"
"Yes."
Goblin took out a Taoist certificate from his pocket and handed it to the old man in front of him.
Goblin said: "I'll give you a light."
As he said that, he went to take out his cell phone.
The old man opened the Taoist certificate, looked at it in the dim light, and said, "No, you can see it clearly."
"..."
Goblin, who could not see clearly, suspected that there was something wrong with his eyesight.
Although there are stars in the sky, the field of vision is indeed too dark. If you can see a distance of five meters, you have normal vision. If Goblin wants to walk, he must turn on a light, otherwise he will easily step into pits.
"Taoist priest Xiao Ge." After checking, the old man returned the Taoist certificate to Goblin, his tone obviously much better, "I am the head of Gejia Village, you can just call me Lao Ge."
"It's not appropriate." Goblin said, "Old Ge."
Village Chief Ge paused, glanced at the two of them, and said, "Come with me."
"Okay." Goblin nodded.
He turned on the flashlight setting on his phone.
Village Chief Ge, who had just turned around, froze for a moment, then slumped his shoulders again, and quietly led the way without saying a word.
Goblin flashed his flashlight and followed closely.
Mo Qing followed at the end.
Entering from the village entrance, you still have to walk for a while before you see the houses.
Houses here are built everywhere on the roadside, on the ridges of fields, and on the mountains. The paths extend in all directions and are dense and complex. However, most of the houses are in disrepair and the roads are overgrown with weeds.
This kind of thing is common in rural areas.
Nowadays, young people in the village always like to go out. If they have a little bit of success and take root outside, they will never come back.
"arrive."
After walking for about ten minutes, Village Chief Ge led them to a house.
There is a yard outside the house. Village Chief Ge opened the door with a key: "You guys stay at my house first and have a good night's rest. I will tell you about the situation in the village tomorrow."
"Okay." Goblin nodded.
He rubbed his stomach and felt that he was hungry. After a moment of hesitation, he decided not to wrong himself and asked proactively: "Lao Ge, is there anything to eat?"
"Yes." Village Chief Ge led them into his home, "I will deliver it to you later."
He didn't turn on the light and walked toward the stairs in the dark.
Mo Qing asked in a cold voice: "Aren't you going to turn on the light?"
"The telephone pole in our village collapsed and the power was out." Village Chief Ge turned around and told the two of them, "It will take a while to repair it. There has been no power recently."
"No wonder." Goblin breathed a sigh of relief, "I mean, why isn't there any light?"
Village Chief Ge smiled "haha".
In the dimly lit hall, Chief Ge's short laugh sounded eerie.
"Let's go, your rooms are ready." Village Chief Ge continued walking up the stairs, "Our house is on the third floor, and you live on the third floor. There are three rooms, one for each of you."
He paused and continued: "Just in time, a painter came to the village today, saying he was here to collect paintings, and he also stayed at my house."
"Painter?" Goblin was a little surprised, "traveling so far to collect paintings?"
"I heard that he went to the waterfall in the next village to take a tour... It is more prosperous and lively there, and there is a very famous tourist attraction. Many people in the surrounding area like to go there. He took the wrong car and took the wrong road.
He came to our place when it got dark. We couldn't let him sleep on the roadside, so we let him stay at my house."
Village Chief Ge said as he came to the third floor.
He didn't need to borrow the light, but pointed to the doors of the two rooms: "You can allocate it yourself. I'll go downstairs and bring you some food."
"Thank you." Goblin nodded and then said, "By the way, where are your wife and son?"
Village Chief Ge was speechless for a long time, and finally said: "You will know tomorrow."
As he spoke, he sighed very softly and walked down the stairs again.
"Weird." Goblin muttered as he looked at the back of Village Chief Ge, then moved closer to Mo Qing and asked, "Do you think he also has sores on his body because he is so well covered?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Mo Qing shrugged.
Goblin asked: "Which room do you choose?"
Mo Qingda said: "You choose first."
"Then I'm welcome." Goblin ordered his troops, picked a room at random, and then chose a south-facing room.
After the door closed, Mo Qing glanced around and ignored the room designated for her, and instead went to another room - said to be a certain painter's room.
