It is rare to find a small restaurant in the village, actually it is called a small shop, which sells not only groceries but also food and drinks. However, it is too dirty. The benches are dirty, the table is covered with a layer of black grease, and even the boss's face is black, just like ours. I guess he hasn't washed his face for a long time.
As mentioned before, water here is very precious, because there is no water to be drawn from the well, and the people live entirely on rainwater collected in the pond. Cow dung and dust also flow into the pond, and there is nothing they can do about it, as they all grew up drinking this water. As for the water for washing faces, half a basin of water is used by the whole family, and after a few days, it becomes muddy and unusable, and then it is thrown away.
What I said is true and I am not talking nonsense.
Shen Bing pinched her nose and sat on the stool. Her expression showed how disgusted she was. Not only were the tables and stools too dirty, but they also smelled bad. The groceries also contained pesticides, which mixed with the smell of the food, making it hard to imagine what the smell was.
The food that the shop made was pork head and noodles, which was the best, but the taste was really disappointing. I didn't care. As a former special forces soldier, I can tell you that I can eat anything. But Shen Bing couldn't do that. She vomited after taking only one bite, and then waited for me to finish eating, quickly paid the bill and ran away.
The two of us sat under a big poplar tree at the entrance of the village, watching the old and young in the village sitting under the eaves, the children laughing and playing, the old men and women chatting, it was very lively.
Shen Bing also looked at them with her hands on her chin, her face calm. After a while, she looked at the sky and asked me in a low voice whether I should go back or stay and think of a solution.
I said we should wait until night, and go to the store to buy some more sausages and water. The villagers might not be guarding at night, right? Even if there were, with our skills, we could tie them all up and get down the mountain before dawn, right
Shen Bing almost cried when she heard that we had to go at night again, but she was a very curious person, and she would be upset if we didn't take her with us. She forced herself to wait with me until dark, and we went to the store to buy the only three bottles of expired mineral water and five or six sausages, and then set off for the mountain.
When we reached the mountain pass, we hid far away and ate two sausages to fill our stomachs, waiting until midnight. A few villagers who were guarding the mountain road had gone back, leaving only two people on duty. They didn't last long, and fell asleep on the rocks. This saved us energy, so we quietly moved our hands and feet, slipped past them, climbed over the tree trunks that were across the mountain road, and went up the mountain road.
The two men were sleeping soundly and didn't notice us until we had climbed several dozen meters before we dared to let go and climb up. An hour later, we reached the top of the mountain.
The moonlight was hazy and shrouded in mist. I wiped my eyes, thinking that I was dazzled. This looked a bit like a fairyland in heaven! However, the mist was curling and exuding a chill. After I shuddered, I realized that I was really dazzled. This was all Yin Qi!
He quickly opened his Yin-Yang eyes and took out a folding shovel from his bag. This thing is used by tomb robbers. When he went to the antique black market to sell black pearls two years ago, he saw this thing and thought it was great, so he bought one. He didn't expect it to be useful at this time. Although it is not for tomb robbing, it is not much different. It is also used to dig up human corpses.
Shen Bing took the flashlight. According to what Sheng Yanyan said, their bodies were buried on the first hump. The hilltop was not very big. There was nothing but a huge rock and a pile of rocks more than one meter high in front. It should be easy to find.
We searched forward with flashlights, bypassed the boulder, and came to the pile of rocks. Shen Bing shouted excitedly, pointed at the ground, and found the burial site. There was a patch of freshly renovated soil, and judging by the area, it was clear that there was a burial pit underneath.
I put my index finger to my lips and whispered to her, "Keep your voice down. If someone is on guard on the opposite mountain road and hears us, it will be troublesome."
I picked up the shovel and was about to dig down, but when I saw the pile of stones in front of me, I was stunned. I shone the flashlight on it and clearly saw three words written on it: "Mountain Temple"!
Damn, why is the mountain temple so small
Just when I was wondering, I suddenly saw that this pile of stones was actually a face, and this face was hidden in the stones. It would be difficult to see without the Yin-Yang eyes, because it was formed by the looming ghost energy! It was rare to find a small restaurant in the village, actually called a small shop, which not only sold groceries, but also wine and food. However, it was too dirty, the benches were dirty, the table was covered with a layer of black greasy, and even the boss's face was black, just like us, it was estimated that he hadn't washed his face for a long time.
As mentioned before, water here is very precious, because there is no water to be drawn from the well, and the people live entirely on rainwater collected in the pond. Cow dung and dust also flow into the pond, and there is nothing they can do about it, as they all grew up drinking this water. As for the water for washing faces, half a basin of water is used by the whole family, and after a few days, it becomes muddy and unusable, and then it is thrown away.
What I said is true and I am not talking nonsense.
Shen Bing pinched her nose and sat on the stool. Her expression showed how disgusted she was. Not only were the tables and stools too dirty, but they also smelled bad. The groceries also contained pesticides, which mixed with the smell of the food, making it hard to imagine what the smell was.
The food that the shop made was pork head and noodles, which was the best, but the taste was really disappointing. I didn't care. As a former special forces soldier, I can tell you that I can eat anything. But Shen Bing couldn't do that. She vomited after taking only one bite, and then waited for me to finish eating, quickly paid the bill and ran away.
The two of us sat under a big poplar tree at the entrance of the village, watching the old and young in the village sitting under the eaves, the children laughing and playing, the old men and women chatting, it was very lively.
Shen Bing also looked at them with her hands on her chin, her face calm. After a while, she looked at the sky and asked me in a low voice whether I should go back or stay and think of a solution.
I said we should wait until night, and go to the store to buy some more sausages and water. The villagers might not be guarding at night, right? Even if there were, with our skills, we could tie them all up and get down the mountain before dawn, right
Shen Bing almost cried when she heard that we had to go at night again, but she was a very curious person, and she would be upset if we didn't take her with us. She forced herself to wait with me until dark, and we went to the store to buy the only three bottles of expired mineral water and five or six sausages, and then set off for the mountain.
When we reached the mountain pass, we hid far away and ate two sausages to fill our stomachs, waiting until midnight. A few villagers who were guarding the mountain road had gone back, leaving only two people on duty. They didn't last long, and fell asleep on the rocks. This saved us energy, so we quietly moved our hands and feet, slipped past them, climbed over the tree trunks that were across the mountain road, and went up the mountain road.
The two men were sleeping soundly and didn't notice us until we had climbed several dozen meters before we dared to let go and climb up. An hour later, we reached the top of the mountain.
The moonlight was hazy and shrouded in mist. I wiped my eyes, thinking that I was dazzled. This looked a bit like a fairyland in heaven! However, the mist was curling and exuding a chill. After I shuddered, I realized that I was really dazzled. This was all Yin Qi!
He quickly opened his Yin-Yang eyes and took out a folding shovel from his bag. This thing is used by tomb robbers. When he went to the antique black market to sell black pearls two years ago, he saw this thing and thought it was great, so he bought one. He didn't expect it to be useful at this time. Although it is not for tomb robbing, it is not much different. It is also used to dig up human corpses.
Shen Bing took the flashlight. According to what Sheng Yanyan said, their bodies were buried on the first hump. The hilltop was not very big. There was nothing but a huge rock and a pile of rocks more than one meter high in front. It should be easy to find.
We searched forward with flashlights, bypassed the boulder, and came to the pile of rocks. Shen Bing shouted excitedly, pointed at the ground, and found the burial site. There was a patch of freshly renovated soil, and judging by the area, it was clear that there was a burial pit underneath.
I put my index finger to my lips and whispered to her, "Keep your voice down. If someone is on guard on the opposite mountain road and hears us, it will be troublesome."
I picked up the shovel and was about to dig down, but when I saw the pile of stones in front of me, I was stunned. I shone the flashlight on it and clearly saw three words written on it: "Mountain Temple"!
Damn, why is the mountain temple so small
When I was wondering, I suddenly saw that this pile of stones was actually a face, and this face was hidden in the stones. It would be difficult to see it without opening the Yin-Yang eyes, because it was formed by the looming ghost energy!