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I can still save myself, I'm still alive!

Even if what you saw was a dead body, shouldn't you call the police?

Ji Yuan couldn't understand what was going on in the brain circuits of this group of people. What they did was tantamount to murder!

Some of the conversations just now were also weird. Could it be that these people really have some problems in their minds?

Ji Yuan felt that this group of people were not joking, they really ignored him, after one of them covered himself up and put a wet cloth on his forehead, everyone went about their business.

Zhang Shilin ordered everyone to move the place where the fire was made, and put it closer to the statue of the mountain god, so that the dying beggar could also be warmer.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

With the sound of the flint and steel being struck, sparks sprang out continuously, and after a few strokes, a small piece of tinder was ignited.

"It's caught, firewood!"

"I'm coming."

"Don't press too hard!"

Put some finely chopped firewood, and then carefully watch the flames, and soon the flames will flourish.

Traveling merchants set up earthen stoves and put iron pots with them, and some people took bamboo tubes from the temple gate to catch rainwater, and poured clear rainwater into the pots for cooking. Everything was done in an orderly manner.

After completing these tasks, the traveling merchants relaxed temporarily, and all sat on the ground to rest.

"Boom..."

Thunder was rolling in the sky, and the rain was showing signs of increasing.

The traveling merchants who were waiting for the water to boil all stared blankly at the heavy rain outside the mountain temple.

"I don't know if the rain can finish before dark?"

Someone sighed worriedly.

"Look at this posture, it won't be able to stop for a while!"

Another casually answered, and tightened his clothes by the way.

"This spring rain is really cool!"

"Yes! The skinny cow and the skinny horse are sad on February 8th!"

A group of people gathered around a small fire to keep warm, and their damp clothes were hung on a thin temple pole on one side.

The lid of the iron pot gradually became restless as the water temperature in the pot continued to rise, and soon after that, it began to shake "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping."

"The water is boiling!"

Liu Quan said something with a smile, and then took out a wooden ladle from the basket, and other traveling traders took out their own wooden bowls or bamboo tubes.

Liu Quan tirelessly took the wooden bowls and bamboo tubes one by one, filled them with boiling water in wooden ladles, and returned them to others one by one.

And a young man opened a basket and took out a cloth bag from it, which was full of dry food such as motley pancakes, and held the bag to share with others one by one.

"Give."

"Here, take it!"

"Brother Zhao, you like steamed buns."

"Thanks!"

The young people shared one share, some patted his arm, some thanked him, and they soon arrived in front of Zhang Shilin.

"Brother Shilin! There are steamed buns and pancakes, what do you want?"

Zhang Shilin glanced at the cloth bag.

"Give me the pancake."

"good."

The young man took out a dry biscuit and handed it to Zhang Shilin, who took it and nodded, then he put the bag back into the basket, took a steamed bun and sat in the original position.

Someone had already blown the water in the wooden bowl, and started to eat dry food after catching cold boiled water.

During this process, Ji Yuan could hear the crackling of firewood, the bubbles of boiling water, the sound of pot lids, the sound of scooping water, and the chatter of these people.

I thought to myself, it's too fucking realistic, this group of people actually started to eat one by one, so they completely ignored his life and death!

"Shilin, when I was in Narcissus Town, I heard people say that Niu Kui Mountain has not been very stable in recent years. No one stays on the mountain at night. If it keeps raining, don't we have to stay in the mountain at night?"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man named Jin Shunfu who was eating dry biscuits, his face was covered with intertwined wrinkles and ravines.

Zhang Shilin also looked at the rain outside.

"It shouldn't be a big problem to be careful at night, and..."

He looked at where Ji Yuan was lying.

"This beggar should have been here a long time ago. He's fine. What are we so afraid of? A big bug can drive it away!"

The young man who distributed the dry food trembled when he heard this, and choked on the water.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough... Ouch, brother Shilin, cough, don't scare me! Are there really big bugs on Niukui Mountain?"

"Hahahahaha..."

"This kid...hahaha!"

"Xiaodong, you have to practice your courage! Hahaha..."

The people around laughed because of this incident. This young man has joined the team for less than two months, but he is a very energetic and hardworking young man. In addition, everyone is familiar with him from his hometown, and they take good care of him.

Zhang Shilin smiled and looked at Wang Dong.

"Xiaodong, this Niukui mountain has many peaks and deep forests. It really has a radius of two hundred miles. It's normal to have a few big worms, but the paths we choose are all outside, so it's relatively safe."

Is it really Niu Kuishan, not Niutoushan? Big bug? Narcissus Town?

On the other side, the doubts about Ji Yuan became deeper and deeper. How did I get from Niutou Mountain to Niukui Mountain? Did the big worm refer to the tiger? The name of Narcissus Town is actually secondary, after all, China is too big to be known.

The peddlers by the fire were talking and laughing. Zhang Shilin noticed that Jin Shunfu was still frowning, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Old Jin, what's the matter? What exactly did you hear in Narcissus Town?"

Jin Shunfu swallowed the dry biscuit in his mouth with a mouthful of hot water, looked around, and answered Zhang Shilin in the same low voice.

"Shilin, I heard from some people in Narcissus Town that Niu Kuishan may be haunted by monsters..."

For some reason, Zhang Shilin's goosebumps rose upon hearing these words.

"At the time, I took it as a joke and didn't pay much attention to it. We only walked through Niu Kuishan twice last year. What could be the matter, but now I suddenly panicked for no reason. Shilin, don't laugh at me..."

The sentence Jin Shunfu added was not only an explanation, but more like comforting himself.

"Don't scare yourself, take a good rest!"

Zhang Shilin patted Jin Shunfu's arm. They have a private rule when they go out, no matter day or night, they must never pat anyone on the shoulder.

However, there is actually another person in the temple who also has goosebumps, and that is Ji Yuan who is like a half vegetable.

What these people said definitely didn’t sound like they were joking, and they definitely weren’t acting. To be honest, if it was really acting, Ji Yuan now has the confidence to hear the sounds of the venue and shooting equipment. Twelve people.

The sound of footsteps approaching gradually brought back Ji Yuan's thoughts.

Zhang Shilin carried a wooden bowl and walked to the side of the beggar behind the statue, touched his forehead, it was still hot, and his breath was so weak that it seemed to be there, he looked at the beggar carefully, although his face was dirty, but there was no abscess Rot spots.

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Shilin still stretched out his hand and raised Ji Yuan's head with his wrist, and held the wooden bowl towards Ji Yuan's chapped lips.

"There's not much we can do, let's have a drink..."

Hot water at a suitable temperature leaked from the corner of Ji Yuan's mouth, but a lot of it poured into his mouth, and his throat reflexively swallowed it into his stomach.

The nectar came to Runze Wunei, and Ji Yuan felt a lot more comfortable all of a sudden.

Ji Yuan could recognize this voice, and it was the "Brother Shilin", "Shilin" and "Zhangtou" in those people's mouths, that is to say, his name was Zhang Shilin.

Obviously this person doesn't seem to be mentally ill, and so are the others. An extremely strong guess grows in his heart.

Could it be that I really crossed over?