"Long-winded." Fang Jindong said coldly.
I hesitate in my heart, Meng Qisheng is not credible, but his words are compelling to believe, there are no logical loopholes. "Then what do you want me to do?"
Meng Qisheng smiled and said: "The poor monk originally planned to separate the donor Ning from the starvation, and then take away the donor Ning alone. Since it fails, the four of us can also take shape."
I sorted out my thinking. Meng Qisheng was obviously afraid of Fang Jindong's bad things, so he asked the monster behind him to pretend to be me to lead Fang Jindong away. He didn't want Fang Jindong to knock down the monster, and then met me.
"After meeting you, I suspected that you were also a monster in disguise, so I brought you here to see your authenticity." Fang Jindong embarrassed.
"How can I tell if I am brought to this lake?" I asked.
"I have nothing to do. I just hid in the lake to see if you acted strangely." Fang Jindong scratched his head in embarrassment.
It's really... a good way. The weird behavior of Fang Jindong just now made me suspicious of him. Meng Qisheng just instructed the monster to pretend to be Fang Jindong and wanted to take me away, so I was almost fooled.
Meng Qisheng led the monster in front, and Fang Jindong and I followed behind them in silence. Although the old monk was not as old as a person, he was also agile, and his speed was not slow. The group of people quickly returned to the cliff. The monster leaped up with Meng Qisheng on his back, and Fang Jindong climbed up with me on his back.
"What's the mechanism technique you mentioned?" After going up, I asked Meng Qisheng.
"Here is a big formation." Meng Qisheng said lightly.
"Formation? Five elements and gossip formation, which can cost 100,000 soldiers?"
"You think too much." The old monk gave me a glance, "These are all deified things in the novel. The so-called formation is not so powerful at all, but artificially changes the sound, light, electricity, shadow, and terrain. The distribution and arrangement of plants and rivers blinds the five senses of the people in them, thus making them lost in them."
"The master still understands science." I praised. Strange thing, isn't this old monk a magic stick
Meng Qisheng laughed and said, "This is the main purpose of your grandfather's secret investigation bureau. Use science to explain superstitions. As long as you can explain it clearly, superstition is actually science."
"Master's opinion." I praised, "Is the formation here easy to crack?"
"It depends on which one you want to break." The old monk glanced at me, "The smaller one is the one in front of you. As for the larger one, you are already in it the moment you enter the village.
The mountains, rivers, trees, wind, rain and thunder and lightning here are all part of the formation. "
"Who is laying such a big formation in this dense forest, and what's the point?" I asked.
"It must have been a long time ago. The purpose is naturally to prevent the walking corpses in the canyon from going out. In fact, it is very easy to break a formation. An ordinary person will understand the doorway when trapped in it for a month. This formation method Only the unsuspecting people are targeted for the first time. Those walking corpses have no sane and will be trapped here and cannot escape.
"In fact, there are three canyons here, and the people who set up the formation made the outsiders think that there is only one canyon. Therefore, when the people of Ning's history came here, they encountered an accident and strayed into the third canyon, making outsiders think they were missing. Each canyon is connected by a crypt that runs through the mountain wall. There is also a formation in this crypt, so you didn't hear the sound of starvation before." Meng Qisheng said to me.
This old monk speaks really neatly, saying so much in one breath, unlike others who don't tell me anything.
"Why do you say that Fang Jindong was starved? What is starvation?" I curiously asked.
Fang Jindong's face was gloomy on the side, obviously he was not happy to hear this topic. I also regretted that I had not asked Fang Jindong why he became like this before, just to take care of his feelings. Now that Meng Qisheng speaks so freely, he immediately asks.
Meng Qisheng glanced at Fang Jindong disdainfully, "He is a test product of the Shao tribe. Those people have no abilities and want to live forever. They have made such a thing. When you look at him like this, the body is actually empty. It is a worm egg, half dead and unable to eat. Some people call this kind of food starvation. Okay, the place is here." Meng Qisheng stopped.
The four of them had just fumbled for a while in the dark, and Meng Qisheng didn't say how to crack the formation of the inner space of the mountain, just let us follow him.
He didn't take us in a straight line, but turned around, finally stopped, and then took out a flashlight.
It's not the kind of professional flashlight in the field, but the kind of ordinary household flashlight, so the sight is not big, the straight light extends to the depths of the darkness, and disappears silently.
The space in the mountain wall is indeed huge.
The place the old monk took us to was a quagmire. One of the shores was in a mess. Someone had just acted on the quagmire.
"It was the monster who turned into you just now and brought me here. It couldn't beat me and was taken away by me." Fang Jindong whispered behind me.
I looked at Meng Qisheng. He took a flashlight and looked into the depths of the mud. He didn't know what he was thinking. "Why do you bring us here?" I asked.
"This used to be an artificially dug pond." Meng Qisheng said, "Do you know why this pond was dug in this mountain wall?" The old guy smiled, the wrinkles on his face twisted together, and the light looked exceptional ferocious.
"What are you doing?"
"Raise wet floodwaters." The old monk squatted down and grabbed a handful of silt in his hands. "Ning Hanqing noticed this base built by the Japanese with a lot of manpower, material and financial resources in the 1970s. After he took over, he further expanded it and changed it. They are now in their current scale, and they are raising wet floodwaters here. Unfortunately, they failed.” Even so, the old monk couldn’t see any regrets on his face, “They didn’t find the most important thing, even Ning’s history. react."
"What is the most important thing?" I asked quickly.
Meng Qisheng glanced at me, did not answer this question, but said to himself: "There may be the last living wet dragon in it. I need you to help me catch it."
"Why are you so sure there will be alive? It's all done here."
"I'm sure, there will be one, and it will be in another factory if it isn't here." The old monk categorically cut the railway.
"Then what are we going to do?"
"As long as you stand here, the wet flood will naturally appear, and then go hungry and die. Let's go, there is no here, let's go to the next factory."
Meng Qisheng turned off the flashlight, turned and led us out, "Adi, follow up." He beckoned to the monster covered in red granulation.
[Adi: I'll follow up with a comment. 】(End of this chapter)