Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

Chapter 48 Secondary Natural Disasters
The rain in the mountains falls as soon as it is said. Even the locals are not sure about Master Shan's temper.

The sky changes three times a day.

The sun in the morning and rain at noon, the windy at night, and the moon and stars are sparse, which are also possible scenes from time to time.

After a thunderstorm, after a long while, pea-sized raindrops fell on the tent, and it was almost eleven o'clock at noon, but it was already dusk on the mountain. 50 meters away, it was already dim and some couldn't see clearly. up.

Inside the tent.

We all sit together.

someone speaks.

The tone is dull.

"I drank the medicine, but the temperature still hasn't dropped. It's 38 degrees Celsius. I'm afraid I have to send people down the mountain and go to the hospital."

The locals said to the doctor who rushed over.

There are no doctors here either.

But there is a saying that goes well, a clever woman can hardly cook without rice.

Many medical devices are not available here.

When the doctor heard this, his face was also very ugly.

"It's not like a simple cold and fever. It should be where the body is inflamed. I'll take a look first."

The doctor picked up the stethoscope and simply listened to the lungs, his face changed.

"It's broken, there's a noise in the lungs."

He kept it short and explained it in words that others could hear.

"It's not a disease that can be treated on the mountain. At least go to the township health center. No, I'm afraid I have to go to the county hospital. I can't stay on the mountain. If I stay on the mountain, the little girl won't last a few days."

After scanning the people in the tent, the doctor said that he would take them down the mountain.

The people in the tent all looked preoccupied.

"In this weather, go down the mountain?"

The same goes for the native, who looked bitter.

He knows how dangerous it is to go down the mountain at this time, but the doctor's words are also very clear, if he doesn't go down the mountain, this kid may die on the mountain.

Don't go.

Professor Han was still silent, he was slumped, as if his spine had been removed.

The rest of the senior brothers seemed to be frightened and dared not speak.

The doctor is a little anxious.

Just now, before the doctor came in, he also heard some bad rumors.

Sounds a lot like a spooky story someone else uses to scare people.

But spooky stories are scary, just because of its atmosphere.

Just like now, the doctor doesn't believe this, but under this situation, he also feels a little ecstatic and his hands are sweating.

"Always come up with a charter, you can't just watch this girl die here!"

said the doctor.

Professor Han was still speechless, but the people in the security department made up their minds when they heard "the girl died here".

He slapped the table, startling the people around him.

But somehow the atmosphere became active.

He probably swears a dirty word.

At this time, his swearing has an inspiring effect.

"What do you want to do?"

It sounds like a northerner, "Saving people is the most important thing, send them down to me first, no matter what is on this mountain, I still don't believe he can do anything to us!
It's important to save lives!

Look at you like that, all of you are jerks, if you want me to talk, it's a human life.That's it, send this sister down the mountain first, and let's figure out the rest of the things! "

As soon as the hammer was finalized, someone made up his mind, and the rest immediately started to act. Everyone tied Xu Nian to the stretcher, tied up the waterproof bag, and prepared to go down the mountain.

It's just that when they acted, Xu Nian began to ramble under the high fever.

The sound is still very clear.

"Everyone will die."

"Dig it wrong, dig it wrong, dig it all wrong."

"The sacrificial pit buries the past as well as the present."

"They're all back, they're all back."

Xu Nian's ravings made the hearts of everyone here even heavier.

Professor Han's hands were shaking.

Just when they were about to bring Xu Nian down the mountain.

Professor Han suddenly stopped them.

"Wait, wait!"

He stood up tremblingly, and took off a piece of rhino horn creation from his neck.

It's a relic.

The rhinoceros horn should be carved into a Taoist spirit official.

Lingguan, the guardian god of Taoism, the one who stopped Monkey King in Journey to the West is Wang Lingguan, who is known as the head of the five hundred spirit officials.

In layman's terms, this is the best among gods.

Dharma protectors, isn't that amazing!

It is worth mentioning that the appearance of Wang Lingguan has an inextricable relationship with Taoism's destruction of mountains and temples, and the inclusion of the god of blood eating.

Arriving in front of the stretcher, he put Wang Lingguan's rhinoceros horn statue on Xu Nian's neck. Professor Han waved his hand and watched Xu Nian leave.

In the eyes, reluctant to part.

After they left, the rain became heavier and heavier, and more than that, a strange fragrance suddenly came out of the entire camp.

It spread to the tip of everyone's nose.

Standing and watching from a distance.

The entire camp, like an isolated island, was surrounded by a curtain of rain and dragged into the darkness.

The rain is getting heavier.

Those who sent Xu Nian away also encountered difficulties. Fortunately, the strong light method was still very effective, but the locals who led the way felt the creeps, as if they were being watched by wild animals in the woods.

The locals kept looking back.

It is possible to be pegged by wild animals in the rain.

In the uninhabited mountainous area they entered, there are indeed many carnivores, and it is not impossible for these animals to come to hunt.

"Be careful."

The local people said something in dialect, praying for blessings.

Doctors, people from the security department, and locals all became vigilant.

at the same time.

Xu Nian's nonsense became even more serious.

What she said was no longer the language of a normal person, her tone of voice seemed to be singing, with a very high pitched voice, very strange.

The people who asked to follow her had goose bumps all over their bodies.

"What is she saying?"

Finally, someone couldn't bear it and asked the local next to him, "Her tone of voice is similar to your dialect."

The locals were also mournful and fearful.

"I do not know either."

He didn't lie.

He really didn't know.

Here in the mountains of western Hunan, at the junction of the three provinces, there are also many other clansmen, with different pronunciations for three miles, and ten miles, the big guys can't understand each other's language.

What's more, what Xu Nian said should not be understood at all.

Three of the words she said sound like Miao language, and the rest of the words seem to be something that the locals can't understand.

"Don't worry about it, go down the mountain first!"

That's all he could say.

Everyone nodded and continued walking down the mountain.

What they don't know is.

The mountain road not far from them.

collapsed.

Heavy rain is about to bring disasters of mudslides and landslides.

They can't go down the mountain!
……

Fog.

"It's delicious and fun."

Lin Feng came back early from the vegetable market. Thirty rabbits in six cages were drowsy after eating the blessed potion.

The production of sacrificial incense takes some time to settle.

Last night was safe and sound.

Those old brothers from different worlds last night were all kicked away by Lin Feng. Lin Feng found that the dragon and tiger aura on his body was burning damage to these old brothers from different worlds. As they gathered together, it seemed that the evil spirit began to During the gathering, Lin Feng went downstairs to deal with these matters.

I went to the old man selling medicine and bought a feather duster. The old man’s shop is a 24-hour shop, and the mattress is behind the cash counter. If you doze off, the old man will fall asleep. You can just pay for it yourself after taking the things.

When Lin Feng saw it several times, he had to say, "The folk customs are simple and honest", with a feather duster in his hand, Lin Feng waved it again and again, driving away those old buddies who planned to get together.

Now, where those old brothers went, Lin Feng didn't know, but they didn't look like they were gathered together.

Lin Feng didn't care.

He's not an exorcist.

Putting the helmet on his head, Lin Feng entered the game.

Eyes are not open.

Still the voice of the guide.

Familiar feeling, familiar breath, familiar strength.

"The mountain road is broken."

Lin Feng opened his eyes: "If it's broken, it's broken, let's go to another road, a dark road!"

(End of this chapter)