"Don't worry, boss, it's actually a mountain monkey, but it's just more cruel."
The mountain man explained with a smile, showing his snow-white teeth.
"Mountain Monkey" I thought to myself, understanding that it shouldn't be that simple.
To put it bluntly, mandrills are bloodthirsty monsters and mountain monkeys.
Isn’t that funny?
There are no roads in the mountains, not even trails, and the trees are high and the forests are deep.
After walking for just over an hour, there was not much sunlight left.
After making a small turn and walking along the ridge for half an hour, the three mountaineers leading the way suddenly stopped and stretched out their hands to make a silent gesture.
We stopped and were on guard, and soon a strange cry came out.
I took out a half-meter-long wooden thorn from my backpack and carefully scanned the surroundings.
There were many old trees in the mountain that were more than a hundred years old.
They not only blocked the sunlight, but also blocked the sight.
But this time, I knew something terrible must be coming.
The birds near this forest were frightened, and they flew up in swarms and fled into the distance.
Also escaping were some small beasts in the mountains, and even insects fled in small numbers.
The old Taoist priest also became nervous.
He raised his hand and waved behind him.
The ten followers took out some powder from the backpack and sprinkled it evenly around us.
A pungent smell evaporated and permeated the surroundings.
This smell is familiar to me, it is the smell of rotting corpses.
If I remember correctly, mandrills like the blood of living creatures best, followed by fresh meat.
The carrion is the worst.
Although it is the worst, it is also food for mandrills.
Isn’t this seeking death?
"roar" Before I could taunt, there was a roar from the forest ahead, and a strong roaring sound from among the trees.
Bang bang bang Amid three violent trembling sounds, three majestic mandrills with heads about 1.5 meters tall and bodies like three adults landed on a rock thirty meters away from us.
It's still the same as the last time I saw it, with a protruding nose on the horse's face, a bloody mouth, and exposed fangs.
It's still as violent as ever, but with a clearer look in its eyes.
The three mountain people reacted the fastest.
The moment they heard the noise, they lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.
We all froze in place, staring at the one male, two female and three-headed mandrills with big eyes and small eyes.
The leading male mandrill sniffed his nose, and there was a trace of human expression on the horse's face.
He was disgusted with the smell around us, or it would be more appropriate to say he was disgusted.
"roar" It turned around, growled low at the two female mandrills beside it, and jumped up nimbly with its thick body.
He climbed onto a tree more than twenty meters high, covering a distance of more than ten meters in one leap.
The two female mandrills also looked at us with disgust, jumped up lightly, and ran away with the male mandrill.
I let out a sigh of relief.
If the three mandrills had rushed down just now, even if there were more than ten of us, if we had a head-on confrontation, I guess only the three mountain people with fast legs and feet would be able to escape.
And now not only am I panting here, Shi Xuanhe and Granny Gu are also panting, but the old Taoist priest has a calm face, as if he has expected this situation.
I thought about it carefully and understood what was going on.
Judging from the movements in the mountains and forests just now, these three mandrills were not short of food, so they were picky about food.
The smell of those rotting corpses made them regard us as rotting corpses, so they had that disgusting expression.
If the powder they had just sprinkled was a mixture of cinnabar, realgar and rooster's blood, with the mandrill's fiery temper, he would probably be irritated and rush over directly.
"Scheming," I muttered to myself, and continued walking in with the team.
After this time, the three mountain people who led the way were obviously more cautious.
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After walking for a while, they would send one to climb a tree and look around.
I'm a little confused.
Now that I'm walking deeper, most of the trees in the mountain are tens of meters high.
No matter how high I climb, I can't see very far.
I don't understand what they are looking at.
Just walking and walking like this, the sky is getting darker and darker.
If this continues, we will probably spend the night in the mountains on the first night.
After walking for a while, the eldest of the three mountain people began to climb the tree as nimbly as a monkey.
He climbed more than ten meters in less than a minute.
He just glanced towards the north, then made a gesture to us, and then Come down quickly.
"Ghost sending off a bride" After coming down, he uttered three words with a solemn expression, took out a stack of paper money from his backpack, and distributed it evenly to us.
He also warned that if you see someone coming later, just follow their actions and don't try to show off.
I took the paper money, which felt rough.
It's not the kind of printed ones on the market, it seems to be made using local techniques.
Two of the old Taoist priest's followers didn't want to accept it, so they took out a stack of their special paper money from their bag and compared it to the mountain people.
"That one of yours doesn't work, it's in the mountains.
This is the hard currency."
The youngest mountain man sneered and waved the paper money in his hand.
"noisy" The old Taoist priest turned back and glared at the two followers, and uttered two cold words.
The two followers froze, and honestly took the paper money from the mountain man without saying a word.
Divide the paper money.
A suona sound came from the north.
This sound was very sudden.
Generally, sounds come from far to near, from small to loud.
This sound appeared suddenly.
Without that process, the culmination is reached.
With the sound of the suona, a procession of brides-offenders appeared in front of us and bumped towards us.
The boss of the mountain villagers stood at the front and spilled the paper money in his hand.
The shit-yellow paper money was fluttering in the air.
The one who started playing the suona saw the paper money and bypassed us.
The second mountain man was in the middle.
He paused before spilling the paper money.
Several old Taoist priests around him also spilled the paper money in their hands.
The third mountain man was at the end.
He finally sprinkled the paper money, and those of us at the end also sprinkled the paper money.
The procession gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests, and the sound of the suona also disappeared.
"Brother, I'm so unlucky today.
I can't continue walking.
Just a short while ago, I bumped into a mandrill and a ghost to see him off."
The third mountain man trotted up to the boss.
His voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for us to hear.
I curled my lips.
This is forcing the uterus, but none of this has anything to do with me.
I just put on my eyes and just look at it.
Making decisions has nothing to do with me.
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I would like to see what the old Taoist priest decides.
There are also Shi Xuanhe and Granny Gu.
These two guys have been walking in the mountains for most of the day.
They seem to have better physical strength than me.
"Then stop, find a good place to camp, and leave tomorrow."
Before the boss could speak, the old Taoist priest spoke first, and his tone was very calm, without any waves.
It seemed that he accepted the suggestion calmly.
The third mountain man showed a proud smile, turned around and climbed up the tree, observed it, pointed to the side, and said: "There is a small open space there, suitable for sleeping at night."
The team turned around and moved in the direction pointed by the mountain man Lao San.
After arriving, I estimated the distance, which was about a hundred meters.
It was dark in the mountains and there were many trees.
I really don’t know how he could see what was happening a hundred meters away.
There was also the ghost sending off the bride just now.
Not only did we not hear the sound of the procession, but we didn't see any shadows.
How did he notice it?
These three mountain people were not simple.
But the old Taoist priest didn't say anything, so I just followed him honestly.
There was no need for me to do any work.
The ten followers did everything, pitched tents, buried copper coins, and sprinkled powder.
This kind of campsite is safe, so don’t worry.
The only troublesome thing is not to light a fire.
The three mountain people specifically told them not to light a fire in the mountains, otherwise they will encounter bad luck.
I don't know if it's bad luck or not.
I guess the three of them are afraid of attracting something strange.
Shi Xuanhe and Granny Gui were quiet from beginning to end.
They seemed to have reached an agreement with the old Taoist priest.
They were in a distinct group of their own, and their clothes did not change.
Shi Xuanhe still wears the old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit with a large back, while Granny Gui wears a headscarf, a black cotton-padded jacket unique to rural old ladies, and leggings.
"No matter what you hear after dark, no one is allowed to leave the tent, let alone make a sound.
If something happens, don't blame us three brothers for not warning us."
After the tent was set up, the third mountain man gave a somewhat pretentious warning, and then climbed up a tree.
Instead of a tent, these three brothers chose to live in the tree
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