I can still be saved, I am still alive!
Even if what you saw was a dead body, shouldn't you call the police
Ji Yuan found it hard to understand what was going on in these people's minds. What they were doing was tantamount to murder!
Some of the conversations just now were weird. Could it be that these people really have some problems with their brains
Ji Yuan realized that this group of people were not joking and they really ignored him. After one of them covered him with some clothes and put a wet cloth on his forehead, everyone went about their own business.
Zhang Shilin ordered everyone to move the fire to a place closer to the statue of the mountain god, so that the dying beggar could be warmer.
"Snap, snap, snap..."
Sparks kept flying as the flint was struck, and after a few strikes, a small piece of tinder was lit.
"It's on fire, firewood!"
"I'm coming."
"Don't press too hard!!"
Put some chopped firewood in and watch the flame carefully, and soon the flame will become strong.
The traveling merchants set up earthen stoves and placed their iron pots on them. Someone also took bamboo tubes that had been used to collect rainwater from the temple gate and poured the clear rainwater into the pots to boil. Everything was done in an orderly manner.
After completing these tasks, the traveling merchants finally relaxed for a while and sat on the ground to rest.
"Boom..."
There was rumbling thunder in the sky and the rain was showing signs of getting heavier.
The traveling merchants who were waiting for the water to boil stared blankly at the heavy rain outside the mountain temple.
"I wonder if this rain will stop before dark?"
Someone sighed worriedly.
"Looking at this situation, it won't stop anytime soon!"
Someone else answered casually and tightened his clothes at the same time.
"This spring rain is so cool!"
"Yes! Skinny cows and skinny horses have a hard time on February 8th!"
A group of people gathered around a small fire to keep warm, and their wet clothes were hung on one side with a thin pole from the temple.
The lid of the iron pot gradually became restless as the temperature of the water in the pot continued to rise, and soon after, it began to shake "ping pong pong".
"The water is boiling!"
Liu Quan said this with a smile, then took out a wooden ladle from the basket, while other peddlers took out their wooden bowls or bamboo tubes.
Liu Quan took the wooden bowls and bamboo tubes one by one without getting tired of it, filled them with boiling water using a wooden ladle, and returned them to others one by one.
A young man opened a basket and took out a cloth bag, which was full of dry food such as colorful biscuits. He held the bag and distributed it to everyone.
"Here." "Here, take it!"
"Brother Zhao, your favorite steamed buns!"
"Thanks!"
The young men each took one, some patted his arm, some said thank you, and soon they were in front of Zhang Shilin.
"Brother Shilin! We also have steamed buns and biscuits, what do you want?"
Zhang Shilin glanced at the cloth bag.
"Give me some cake!"
"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 his original position.
Some people were already blowing the water in the wooden bowl, drinking the slightly cooled boiled water and starting to eat dry food.
During this process, Ji Yuan could hear the crackling sound of burning firewood, the bubbles of boiling water and the sound of the pot lid, the sound of ladle water, and the chatting of these people.
He thought, this is so fucking real, this group of people just started eating one by one, they really didn't care about his life or death at all!
"Shilin, when I was in Narcissus Town, I heard people say that Niu Kui Mountain has been unstable in recent years. No one stays on the mountain at night. If the rain continues, won't we have to stay in the mountain at night?"
The person who spoke was a middle-aged man named Jin Shunfu who was chewing on a dry biscuit. His face was full of wrinkles and grooves.
Zhang Shilin also looked at the rain outside.
"If you're careful at night, it shouldn't be a problem, and..."
He looked at where Ji Yuan was lying.
"This beggar should have been here for a long time. He's fine. There are so many of us, so why should we be afraid? Even a big insect can scare it away!"
The young man who was distributing the dry rations shuddered when he heard this and was choked by the water.
"Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... Hey, Brother Shilin, cough, don't scare me!!! Is there really a big beast on this Niukui Mountain?"
“Hahahahahaha…” “This kid…hahaha”
"Xiaodong, you need to practice your courage, hahaha..."
The people around laughed because of this. This young man has only been in the team for less than two months, but he is a very energetic and hardworking guy. In addition, everyone is from the same hometown and familiar with each other, so 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's about 200 miles in radius. It's normal to have a few big insects, but the path we chose is on the outside, so it's still safer."
Is it really Niukui Mountain instead of Niutou Mountain? Dachong? Narcissus Town
Ji Yuan, who was standing aside, was increasingly puzzled. How did he get from Niutou Mountain to Niukui Mountain? Could the big beast refer to a tiger? The name of Narcissus Town was actually secondary. After all, China was too big to be fully understood.
The peddlers were talking and laughing beside the fire. Zhang Shilin noticed that Jin Shunfu was still frowning, so he leaned over and asked in a low voice.
"Old Jin, what happened? What did they hear in Narcissus Town?"
Jin Shunfu swallowed the dry biscuit in his mouth with a sip of hot water, looked around, and answered Zhang Shilin in the same low voice.
"Shilin, I heard from some people in Narcissus Town that there might be monsters haunting Niukui Mountain..."
For some reason, Zhang Shilin got goosebumps when he heard this.
"I thought it was a joke at the time and didn't take it seriously. We only went to Niukui Mountain twice last year, so what could have happened? But now I suddenly feel a little panicked for no reason. Shilin, don't laugh at me..."
The sentence Kim Sun-bok added was more like an explanation than an attempt to comfort himself.
"Don't scare yourself, just have a good rest!"
Zhang Shilin patted Jin Shunfu's arm. They had a little private rule when they went out: no matter whether it was day or night, they must not pat anyone's shoulder.
However, there was actually another person in the temple who also got goosebumps, and that was Ji Yuan, who was in a half-vegetable state.
What these people said did not sound like a joke, and they were definitely not acting. To be honest, if it was really an act, Ji Yuan was now confident that he could hear the noises coming from the venue and the filming equipment. He was very sure that there were only those twelve people here besides himself.
The sound of approaching footsteps brought Ji Yuan back to his senses.
Zhang Shilin held a wooden bowl and walked to the side of the beggar behind the statue. He touched his forehead, which was still burning hot and his breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible. He looked at the beggar carefully. Although his face was dirty, there were no pus-filled spots.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Shilin reached out and lifted Ji Yuan's head a little with his wrist, then held the wooden bowl close to Ji Yuan's slightly cracked lips.
"There's not much we can do, let's drink..."
Hot water of appropriate temperature leaked out from the corners of Ji Yuan's mouth, but a lot of it also poured into his mouth. His throat reflexively swallowed it mouthful by mouthful into his stomach.
The nectar descended and moistened his internal organs, and Ji Yuan felt much more comfortable all of a sudden.
Ji Yuan recognized this voice. It was the voice those people mentioned, "Brother Shilin", "Shilin" and "Zhangtou". In other words, his name was Zhang Shilin.
It was obvious that this person was not a mental patient, and the same was true for the others. An extremely strong speculation began to grow in his mind.
Could it be that I really traveled through time