Evil Spirit Book

The uncle said: "When you finally regain your wits, I think we might as well separate and look around, maybe Hei boy has fainted in some corner."

The ghost Chen Weiwei nodded, and took the lead in picking the south. There were just four of us, so we each chose a direction, slowly spread down to search, and agreed to call out when we found something.

I chose the direction of the north and walked straight forward. After walking a short distance, I suddenly heard a buzzing sound in my ears. It was different from the wind in the mountains, as if there were a lot of seals.

Is there a hornet's nest nearby?Then don't hit it?

I subconsciously looked at the source of the sound, and suddenly found that under the blurred vision in the early morning, there was a group of black shadows wriggling in the distance, whose shape kept changing, like some large creature.

I was startled, and my first reaction was: Is the bear back again?

But then, I discovered that although the thing was moving, it didn't move forward, it seemed to only stay there.I couldn't determine what it was for a while, but I couldn't suppress my curiosity, so I didn't dare to turn on the flashlight, so I moved forward a little distance, and looked around.

As the distance got closer, the black shadow suddenly became clear. When I saw the original appearance, I was so disgusted that I almost spit out the bacon from the previous night. The black thing in between turned out to be flies flying around the city. , each as big as a broad bean, green all over, buzzing around a ball of things, and has been refusing to disperse.

There were so many flies, and after watching it for a long time, it seemed that there were flies crawling in the throat, which was very uncomfortable.I stood behind a tree and carefully identified it for a long time, but I couldn't see what the mass was, and how it attracted so many flies.

After thinking about it, I suddenly had a rather scary idea.

Because most flies like smelly things, and they like wounds and vaginas more. At this moment, judging by the size of that black shadow, it is about the same size as a person who fell to the ground. Could it be a sunspot?

Could it be that he had already died due to excessive blood loss?

Thinking of this possibility, I couldn't help swallowing. I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. If he was really a sunspot, then I was at least half responsible for his death. After all... he was It was the bear that hurt so badly.

Gritting my teeth, my conscience overcame the extreme nausea. I covered my mouth and nose, and walked towards the swarm of flies. When I got closer and saw the black mass clearly, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This is not a person, but a pile of naked meat, the color has turned black, and there are fat yellow and white maggots wriggling on it. From time to time, they come out of the meat, and then go in again. It is very disgusting. I just took a look. I couldn't help but backed away.

But then, I noticed something was wrong.

Because this is not a pile of pure carrion, it is all composed of viscera, and the pile is the size of an adult. It is obvious that someone deliberately abandoned so many viscera here, and I found that the touch under my feet is also a bit wrong.

It is not the touch of leaves and soil, but a little hard and very smooth.

Even when you step on it, you can't feel the slightest bump, which is very abnormal for this kind of primitive jungle environment.So I squatted down and pushed aside the leaves on the surface. Immediately, what was exposed underneath made me feel astonished.

Underneath is the wood. The wood has been processed very flat, and it has been driven into the soil. It can be seen that it is artificial.

Are there still people living in this primeval jungle?

What does it mean to drive wood into the soil?

I was a little curious, and now that the sky was getting brighter, people's fears had also eased a lot, so I slowly cleaned up the surrounding leaves. The more I cleaned up, the more doubts I had in my heart, and soon , a circular open space appeared in front of my eyes.

To be precise, this circular open space is composed of circular logs, all of which are buried in the soil, leaving only a circular section flush with the ground.Although the surface of the wood is very flat, it can be seen that many patterns have been artificially carved on it, but due to the long-term coverage of damp leaves, the patterns on it can no longer be discerned, and the pile of rotten internal organs is on the bottom of the circular platform. central location.

Obviously, this is man-made.

But at the end of Mangshan Mountain, there are all kinds of beasts and weird legends. Who would be so bored to carry out such a project?Not to mention the internal organs, even this kind of wood that is as big as the ground, such a large wood.If you want to cut and drive into the ground, it is not something that one person can do.

I took a step back and observed from a distance, and suddenly felt that this model was very similar to an altar.

Hearing old man Wang say that there are savages haunting this mountain, I immediately thought of the American adventure movies I had watched, and thought, could it be that savages did it?

But soon I gave up thinking about this problem, because I came to find people, not to shoot exploration and discovery, so I bypassed this pile of disgusting and strange things and continued to move forward, but at this moment, I noticed that the bloodstains had reappeared.

Judging by the color, it is also a very fresh bloodstain. It should not last more than a day. I was overjoyed and immediately wanted to catch up, but when I looked up and saw the endless forest in front of me, I felt a little timid.

I'm just an ordinary person. If any ordinary person walks in such a weird forest, he probably wouldn't dare to walk alone. Of course, the awesome protagonist in American movies is an exception.

I hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt that I should not wrong my fragile nerves, so I shouted to signal that I had discovered it.

Not long after, everyone gathered, and when they saw the pile of internal organs, their faces changed. I knew they had misunderstood, so I quickly pointed to the blood on the ground and explained, "It's not that, it's this..."

The uncle just glanced at it, then turned his head and looked at the pile of internal organs wrapped in flies again.

I was a little confused, and thought about the question and answer: "Uncle, do you want to eat hot and sour pork liver? These livers are already smelly..."

The uncle's face turned dark, he glared at me, squinted his eyes and said, "Little brat, don't you see what's in here?"

I took a look again, and there was a big lump of red, black and black inside. Just looking at it was disgusting enough, not to mention the stench was coming straight into my nose. I quickly covered my mouth and nose, and said with a crying face: "Look! I can't see it, I can't see it, it stinks."

At this time, the little yellow dog said: "If you have courage, it is bear gall."

Bear bile?

Immediately a bunch of information popped up in my mind: bear bile, cold in nature, bitter in taste, clearing heat and detoxifying, improving eyesight, and relieving convulsions.Topical treatment of carbuncle, hemorrhoids, red eyes and cloudy eyes.Resources are scarce at the moment, good stuff.

I heard that there are many very businessmen who insert catheters into the abdomen of black bears or implement the so-called advanced "tubeless drainage method" in order to obtain bear bile.

Bears are kept in cramped cages so that their bile can be extracted.

The brutal and unhygienic surgical procedure of inserting catheters, or "drainless drainage," has killed many bears as their wounds remain catheterized and never close.Those black bears that survived by chance were trapped in narrow iron cages, unable to stretch their limbs, and suffered from the pain of bile extraction every day.

This is not a hidden thing, and there have been related reports in the media, but Chinese medicine has always had a high evaluation of bear bile, and there is a demand for it if there is a market, so this practice has been repeatedly banned and extremely cruel.

A bear has only one gallbladder, and such an act of throwing away the gallbladder is really beyond the reach of ordinary people.

When the little yellow dog said this, I couldn't help but feel curious, so I endured the nausea and looked carefully in the pile of viscera, and I saw a gall, but with my half-sightedness, I really can't tell whether it is a bear gall or not.

The uncle nodded and said, "There are people who kill bears around here." The reason why it is said to be people is very simple, because only people have the ability to "converge", and only people can pay attention to form, stacking internal organs in a round shape. central.

I asked, "Was it poached?"

The little yellow dog rolled his eyes and said, "That poacher is so stupid that he would throw away the bear bile?"

I retorted: "Although bear bile is precious, it is far less valuable than bear's paw. Maybe the harvest is too rich to look down on other things. They should slaughter them on the spot and take the good ones away?" The little yellow dog choked, probably thinking My analysis was more reliable, so I shrugged and said nothing.

At this moment, the ghost Chen shook his head, and said lightly: "It's not a hunter, it's a sacrifice, it should be someone who lives nearby."

I froze for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "People living nearby? Savages?"