"Furthermore, we haven't found out what the footprints on the mountain are. The first two experts who came here didn't study it clearly. Before they left, they said they might be savages, and then the rest of them just went up the mountain without knowing.
I’m recording something, or I’ll have to leave in a day or two.”
The cousin said with some relish: "At first, people in the village thought it was quite strange, and some people followed them up the mountain to look for it. Today, I said they saw a dead chicken that had been drained of blood.
, tomorrow I will tell you what handprints I saw, but after so many days, I still haven’t found Zi Wu Mao You. Now the few trustworthy people in the village don’t ask anymore. They are just fooling around. That’s you.
What the people in the city are talking about is a stunt. I doubt it. It's either a yellow man or someone who is doing it. It's almost a young man from some village who did it. These reporters who can't protect everything and still feel like they're playing a trick are pretty good.
It’s quite enjoyable.”
The more I think about it, the more I feel that this is wrong. If it is yellow skin, even if it becomes a spirit, it cannot cause such harm to people. Rural people rely on the ground for their livelihood. Generally, they do not care about the chickens and livestock raised at home.
It's a kind of cherishing that city people can't imagine. Therefore, Huangpizi steals chickens, which is hated by rural people. It's equivalent to robbing food from people's mouths. Therefore, the boldest people usually see Huangpizi stealing chickens.
He was immediately beaten to death when he went up, especially since the old man was so strong that he couldn't be charmed by it. He was very good at that thing. He knew how difficult it was to steal chickens. In addition, there was definitely no shortage of chickens in the mountains this season.
It has food to eat, so why would it steal chickens over and over again? This is neither scientific nor reasonable.
Besides, that savage, that one is even more nonsense. My cousin's place is indeed a little out of the way, but it is by no means a primitive deep forest. The mountains and forests have been contracted by others. In the past two years, people in the city have started to engage in health preservation, green food and so on.
Yes, people have poached everything that has anything to do with the wild. Or if there are even less wild mountain vegetables, where can we find savages? If there is a big living person living in the mountains, not to mention starving to death, that will happen.
I had been caught by the ranger long ago and had to pay a fine.
Finally, let’s talk about the prank mentioned by my cousin. I don’t think it is possible. After all, it’s not a small matter for reporters to come. No one would be so bold as to make such a joke. So I thought about it again and again. No matter how I thought about it, I felt that it was wrong. I couldn’t
It was done by humans, not by animals. Of course, it couldn't be done by ghosts and gods. That was...
Thinking about it, a flash occurred in my mind, and I looked at my cousin: "Cousin, do you know that Xiaotao has a fourth aunt?"
"Xiao Tao's fourth aunt?" My cousin took a sip of wine and looked at me: "There are several people in the village named Xiao Tao's fourth aunt. Which one are you talking about?"
I scratched my head and said, "It's the old lady who was eating at Xiao Tao's house last night. I didn't see her face clearly, but Xiao Tao called her fourth aunt."
There is definitely something wrong with this fourth aunt. She actually has a kind of "corpse gas" in her body that is only found in dead people. This "corpse gas" is not like the feeling that my grandma was about to die at that time, but that she is already dead.
He's been dead for a long time, so I can smell it very clearly. How should I describe it? It's a bit like the situation of Godsend's biological mother. If Godsend's biological mother woke up at that time, she should be exuding this smell, but
No, Xiao Tao also said that his fourth aunt is living well and eating. I can't figure this out!
My cousin was stunned for a moment by what I said: "Anyone who Xiaotao can call his fourth aunt must be an old lady. He is not that young and there is no young fourth aunt."
My brain was not functioning well due to the sequelae of drunkenness. When I saw my cousin, I was scratching my head and describing it anxiously: "Then let me put it this way, does Xiao Tao have a deceased fourth aunt?"
"Yes, the key is which one are you talking about? There are four or five people in this village who he calls Fourth Aunt."
Oops, this makes me worried: "Cousin, please call Xiao Tao and ask him, then you will know which one I am talking about!"
My cousin looked at me and suddenly smiled: "What the hell, why are you having sex with your fourth aunt Biao? Xiaotao's fourth aunt fell in love with you."
My expression was very serious: "Cousin, there is really something wrong with this fourth aunt. I think if it is like you said that the chicken was lost, it is not as simple as you think. The most important thing is to find it now.
This four..."
"Jiao Long! You are here!!"
Suddenly a voice came in from behind. The voice was so loud that I felt that all the relatives and friends who came to congratulate me could hear it. Turning around, I looked at Xiaoke behind me helplessly: "Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Xiao Ke smiled and squeezed into the seat between me and my cousin. He turned around and looked at me with a wink: "Hey, I heard you drank too much last night, right?"
I rolled my eyes at him: "Who told me this? The information is pretty good."
Zong Bao heard the sound and looked at Xiao Ke: "When did you come back? Why didn't I see you last night?"
The little kid laughed twice: "You all drank too much when I came back. I was originally asked to be the best man, but my legs are not good. I accompanied him to pick up the bride this morning and stretched it, so I was late.
Come on, come on, cousin, come on, let me have a drink with you. I just want to have a drink with you as soon as I finally get back."
"Hey, okay, I was wondering where you were. Are your legs okay? How can you still stretch them?"
Xiaoke twitched his lips in embarrassment: "Don't mention this, come on, let's have a drink."
This topic got me off track, and I couldn't help it because I was anxious. Since Lao Xian'er told Wu what I would encounter when I came here, it seems that it must be related to this matter, but this is Xiao Tao's wedding, and I can't do it either.
I kept holding on to my fourth aunt, as it seemed to have some bad luck.
Just as he took the chopsticks to pick up the food and put it into his mouth, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, and then a rich male voice sounded: "Jiaolong?"
I turned around with some confusion, still eating something in my mouth, and looked at the tall and thick man behind me, "Huh?"
There was a hint of familiarity between the man's brows, as if I had seen him somewhere before, but my brain was not working right now and I really couldn't remember. In my mind, I instinctively thought about a villager who knew me: "You have something to do with me?"
He looked at me with excitement in his eyes, "It's really you, Jiaolong. I heard someone shout your name just now and I couldn't believe it." As he said that, he pointed to his face:
"It's me, Fang Dapeng!!"
"cough!!"
My mouthful of food immediately went down my throat. I coughed for a long time before I recovered. I looked at his dark, manly face and said, "Fang, Fang Dapeng?!"
That Fang Dapeng who confessed to me that he wanted to marry me when I was in adolescence and then tragically ended up in a ditch?!!
"It's me, why are you here! What a coincidence! I went to your house to look for you when I was in high school. People in your village said you went to the city. I didn't expect to see you here.
!Oh my God! I still can’t believe I met you here!”
I couldn't believe it either, and looked at him: "Do you know Xiao Tao too?"
"You know Jiaolong, this guy is the reporter from the Discovery Program." His cousin immediately responded from the side.
I nodded: "We know him. He is from the same school I went to when I was in junior high school. He is a classmate." As I said that, I looked at him and said, "So you are now a reporter."
"Yeah." Fang Dapeng smiled excitedly, "I was going back today. My colleague called me and said that the landlord's aunt's son was getting married and asked me to come over and join in the fun. I thought it was so late and I wouldn't
I’m here. I didn’t expect that I’m really right. If I don’t come, I won’t be able to see you. Hey, when will you leave? Will you leave soon or stay for two days?”
His enthusiasm made me uncomfortable: "Oh, I haven't decided yet..."
"Ah, then wait a moment. I told them I won't leave yet and let them go back first. You wait here for me. I have a lot to say to you!!"
Fang Dapeng kept asking, turned around and hurriedly walked back. After taking two steps, he looked back at me: "Don't go, Jiaolong!!!"
Zong Bao touched me gently from the side: "Hey, your classmate is quite tough."
I looked at his back and raised my eyebrows slightly: "I have been a sports committee member since I was a child... How could I not recognize it just now? Such a brain!" As he said that, he was about to turn around, but his body couldn't help but tremble.
He was startled, his brows furrowed, and he saw that the old lady he saw last night actually stood up on a table not far away, then turned around and walked straight out of the crowd.
"Cousin! Cousin!!"
I shouted twice and pointed at the old lady: "That's her, who is Xiaotao's fourth aunt?" (To be continued)