Infinite script kill

Chapter 22 Forest Farm
"Da da da……"

The shattered stones smashed around like bullets.

Xu Tong's arm felt as if he had been hit by something, and he soon lost consciousness.

Old Bart was not much better.

After waiting for a while, the two slowly raised their heads, the white shadow had disappeared, and the strange screams in the mountains and forests had completely disappeared.

In the dark night, the moonlight shone on the grass, and when the cool wind blew, Old Bart shivered uncontrollably. He stood up and took a look. When it got dark, I almost fainted.

This is the horse of the forest farm.

Fortunately, Xu Tong caught this old guy in time, so that Old Bart wouldn't go directly over.

He walked to the boulder and looked carefully. My good guy, this stone weighed at least two tons. If he hadn't avoided it, he would be able to use it as a dumpling filling now.

Hmm...preferably shepherd's purse.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help smashing his mouth, and his stomach couldn't help but growl again.

"The old god is angry, the old god is angry!!"

Old Bart, who had recovered his senses, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing in the direction he just pointed to begging for mercy.

"Old comrade, hurry up, what immortals are here, they are all fake, they are feudal superstitions!"

He imitated the expression of the couple on the train, and said with a serious face: "Believe in science and defeat all monsters!"

Don't say it, this slogan really feels righteous and awe-inspiring.

But Old Bart shook his head and refused to get up.

"drop!!"

At this time, there were two bright car lights in the distance, and a large army green truck drove over.

The car stopped steadily, and a group of people jumped from the back of the car.

"what happened??"

Facing the headlights, the two of them couldn't see clearly. Only after the group approached, did they realize that they were wearing olive-colored police uniforms with two yellow ribbons above the cuffs as police lines.

The sheriff walking in front saw the injuries of the two and hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

"It's the old mountain god. The old mountain god is angry and is coming to us to claim his life."

Old Bart said with red eyes.

A young police officer was about to scold, but the sheriff raised his hand and pressed it down, shaking his head to signal them to leave it alone.

Then he looked at Xu Tong and found that Xu Tong was also looking at them.

Can't help but raise two eyebrows: "Who are you? Let me take a look at the certificate."

While speaking, the two surrounding police officers were already standing quietly beside him.

Upon seeing this, he hurriedly explained: "I came to the forest farm to be a forest ranger, and I have a letter of introduction."

As he spoke, he began to grope on his body. While groping, his eyes were still on the pedestrian.

He is not sure if there will be other players in this group, and he doesn't want to expose himself until things are clear.

In this era, there is no ID card. There is only a small square book with the address of the place of origin on it. A big red seal is even a certificate, and it has no technical content at all.

So what is more important is whether there is a letter of introduction. With a letter of introduction, everything can be verified.

The sheriff took a look, and his expression suddenly softened a lot. After all, the delegates were all young intellectuals and weak scholars. After being so stimulated, he didn't expect him to answer anything.

After a few words of comfort, the sheriff asked them to get in the car first, intending to send them to the forest farm together. As for the horse that had been crushed to death, of course, it should not be wasted, and the horse and the first half of the body should be pulled back together as much as possible.

As for the sheriff himself, he smoked a cigarette, crouched beside the stone, checked it carefully, and then led someone to climb the forest next to him, wanting to go to the source of the falling stone.

It took more than two hours to come and go.

It made him want to follow him to have a look, but the police officers sitting on both sides did not allow him to get out of the car at all.

It took another hour for the sheriff to walk down with the man.

This time he didn't sit in the truck compartment, but climbed into the car body and sat with Xu Tong and the others.

He took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth, looked at the babbling old Bart, and couldn't help narrowing his eyelids: "There was an accident in your forest farm. The phone call from your farm this morning said that the manager of your forest farm died."

Hearing this, Old Bart suddenly shivered, and his face was even more ugly.

The trembling lips whispered: "It's the old mountain god who took his life, it must be, yes, it must be like this!!"

"There's no such thing as an old mountain god, we found this on it!"

The sheriff asked someone to take something out, it was two ropes.

"I suspect that someone is going to kill you. When you pass by, they deliberately push down stones and want to kill you!"

The sheriff kept his eyes on Old Bart, hoping to see some useful information on his face.

But it turned out to be a complete disappointment for him.

"If someone kills us, how does he keep the horse standing still?"

Xu Tong sat aside and asked curiously.

Regarding this issue, the sheriff did not explain, because he couldn't explain it clearly, but the young policeman on the side whispered: "Didn't it say that there are seedlings nearby, it is rumored that they seem to be guzzling, maybe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sheriff kicked his ass: "It's like you've seen it before."

The policeman bowed his head innocently and dared not mention this issue again.

"What is the old mountain god in his mouth? As a forest ranger, I won't even know this."

Xu Tong continued to ask.

The sheriff pressed his hat over his eyes.

"An old case, we know the news is that a small tribe in the mountains fought with another tribe, and finally that small tribe suddenly caught fire at night, and the whole tribe died. Some people say that the old mountain god will avenge them. ."

While speaking, he did not forget to point to old Bart.

"He was the hunter back then. He was a direct witness to this incident. He knows more about the specific things than we do."

Hearing this, Xu Tong couldn't help but glance at Old Bart, and became more and more curious. It seemed that the script this time was far more mysterious and complicated than he thought.

This made him look forward to it even more.

In particular, the so-called cheating by the police officer just now added a bit of mystery.

Although the carriage was smashed to death and delayed for several hours, this Jiefang truck was surprisingly fast.

After Xu Tong sat in the car and slept for a while, the car had already entered the forest farm.

[Main Quest 1: Black Forest Hill] The quest is complete.

Under the icy prompt sound, the second task was not prompted again.

Obviously, you need to find the clues for the quest by yourself, but since the main quest made you rush here, the clues to the next quest must be in this place.

He was not in a hurry, he was patient and wanted to be a bystander, intending to clear his head first.

As for what the sheriff said last night, he didn't believe a word of it, especially the two ropes, the brand new ends, didn't look like they had been used.

Even if the two ropes were found on the spot, what could it mean?A two-ton boulder can be pushed down with just two ropes?Anyway, you can justify it with the gang-gen.

After the car drove into the forest farm, I saw several old people waiting at the door. After seeing Old Bart, everyone was stunned for a moment.

When they saw the half-length horse again, the expressions on the old men's faces became even more ugly.

Old Bart was helped by the crowd and got out of the car, looking like he was still in a state of shock, obviously he couldn't ask why.

As for him, he was placed in a small room on the side of the forest farm.

After all, the director of the forest farm died suddenly, and there was no one to make arrangements for him.

But then again, the food in the forest farm was better than he thought. The millet was mixed with wild vegetable soup and two yellow noodle buns. The taste was a bit rough, but it was really fragrant.

Compared to his good appetite, the others in the cafeteria seemed to have no appetite.

Several old people looked worried.

As for the sheriff and his party, they were even more confused.

Xu Tong was too lazy to listen to them discussing the case, so he went out after dinner.

Not long after I walked out of the cafeteria, I saw a fast horse rushing into the forest from a distance. On the back of the horse sat a girl in a leather jacket. Seeing that she was in her early twenties, she immediately ran towards Old Bart's. Room went.

"Don't look at it, that's old Bart's daughter and a forest ranger in the forest farm. Speaking of which, you seem to be picking her up."

An unfamiliar voice came from behind him, Xu Tong didn't look back, just looked at the girl's back and asked, "How did you think it was me?"

"Hey, my name is Sanggou. I don't have the ability to have a dog nose. Can I be called Sanggou?"

The mourning dog walked up to him, with his hands in his sleeves and a sheepskin jacket stretched out, his appearance turned into an uncle in his early 40s.

He squatted beside Xu Tong and said, "Cooperation, you should be a newcomer who has just completed the novice task. If you cooperate with me, the probability of our survival will be higher."

Xu Tong did not answer Mourning Dog, but instead asked, "What happened last night??"

"I don't know, it's a little evil!"

Sanggou said, he pulled up his sheepskin jacket, revealing a seam for Xu Tong to see, only to see a brand new wound under the clothes, spreading from Sangou's shoulder to his chest.

"Last night, that old guy went crazy, and I almost got killed by him."

"But I heard that the field manager is already sixty years old!" Xu Tong couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the wound of the dog.

He doesn't know the strength of the mourning dog, but such an injury is definitely not something a 60-year-old man can do.

"That's why it's evil. The old man was like a little superman before he died. He had a gold dagger in his hand, and he almost cut me open."

Talking about what happened last night, Mourning Dog's face was full of depression, and now I'm still scared after thinking about it for a while.

"Golden Dagger!!"

Xu Tong was keenly aware of the important information revealed in the words of the lost dog, and was about to ask more clearly.

Not far away, a group of young people walked towards this side, Sanggou glanced at him, and couldn't help sneering: "You are in trouble!"

(End of this chapter)