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The Sacred Spring Chapter 19: The Devil's Horn (1)


The tropical rainforest has high temperatures and rain all year round, and is full of vitality relying on the Amazon River.

A large number of rare and rare animals and plants live in the rainforest, and the Amazon River is also known as the "Lungs of the Earth."

If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there was such a deserted hill of death, Malik’s Nest, in the Amazon jungle full of life.

Compared with fatigue and hunger, the real big trouble is the Cremo wild people who have followed us all the way.

Although these wild men have low intelligence and backward weapons, they are very good at fighting guerrilla warfare.

They often run away when we rest.

Came out for a sneak attack, and then disappeared when we were preparing to counterattack.

We didn't rest the whole night, and we had to be constantly wary of them.

By early morning, everyone was exhausted and exhausted.

Wang Qingzheng leaned against a tree and said he should take a rest, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Bald Lao carried him and followed us, walking very hard.

Fortunately, at dawn, we finally reached Malik's lair.

This barren and ferocious mountainous area brought us an unparalleled visual shock.

Surrounded by lush jungles, only its naked body stood like a skeleton with all its skin, blood vessels and nerves removed, standing in the depths of the jungle.

The geological conditions under our feet are obviously different from those at the bottom of the mountain.

The ground is full of fine limestone.

Lin Fang pointed to the top of the mountain and said: "The highest point should be the resting place of the Cremo witch doctors of all generations.

If you are interested, you can go up to have a look and take a rest.

We will have to climb the mountain later, and wait until we reach the bottom of the mountain.

Valley, we are completely out of the Kramer territory."

We walked all night and arrived at Malik's lair.

We were finally safe for the time being.

We no longer had to worry about being chased by the Cremor wildlings.

Each one of them lost the energy to fight and lay down on the spot.

The ground was full of stones, and you would inevitably feel a little uncomfortable lying on it, but we walked all day and night, and we were so exhausted that we didn't even bother to find a flat place to rest.

Lin Fang is more energetic than the rest of us, probably because he often lives in the jungle due to work and is used to the hot and muggy environment here.

She sat under a rock with a backing to the sun, drinking water and resting, keeping a short distance from us.

In fact, I secretly have some questions about her identity.

How could a young botanist lead a team deep into the jungle alone?

And judging from what Little Cadilon described, the equipment she carried was valuable, but now it is Nothing could be seen, and as for the accompanying staff she mentioned, there was no life or death, no corpse.

The most important thing is that when faced with emergencies, her decisiveness and calmness are put to shame by ordinary people, even those with many years of military experience.

It's a pity that we don't have any evidence at the moment.

Apart from believing her words, we can only wait and see what happens.

After thinking about it, I couldn't resist feeling sleepy, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I slept so soundly that I didn't even bother to dream.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was almost setting.

I shook the gravel off my head and climbed up, and saw several other people lighting alcohol stoves on the lee side of the mountain.

When the fat man saw that I was awake, he trotted over with his mouth full of biscuit crumbs: "Lao Hu, let's go down the mountain and get some game.

The rations Wang Puyuan prepared for us were too deceptive.

They were just compressed biscuits and bagged vegetables.

Fan.

I finally understand why it took so long for the Americans to attack Vietnam.

It was just because of the quality of food.

It’s a good thing they didn’t get defeated.”

I said, "It's not as exaggerated as you said.

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Look, they eat very well."

The fat man said: "These people are used to eating foreign garbage and don't understand the essence of our Chinese food.

If you don't believe me, try it.

Is this fucking human food?"

I opened a pack of compressed biscuits hesitantly.

This thing was heavy in my hand.

It was a small, square piece.

It was not big, but it weighed as much as a brick.

It looked yellow and greasy, but I guess it tasted bad.

Not much better.

I took a bite and gritted my teeth.

Afraid of making the fat man laugh, I took another hard bite and finally bit off a small piece.

I rolled it into my mouth and chewed it for a few times.

There was no special taste and the texture was a bit scummy.

If I had to describe it, this is a piece of drywall that can fill your stomach.

In fact, compressed biscuits are not as bad as the fat man said.

Back on the battlefield, when we were short of food and clothing, and when the military rations were running out, we couldn't even afford such gypsum boards.

But before entering the forest, Fatty mentioned many times that he wanted to try American game.

This place is rich in products and a paradise for animals and plants.

Along the way, we encountered many pheasants, lynxes and other animals.

For a fat man who doesn't like meat, it's a bit cruel to only rely on a few packs of compressed biscuits in his backpack to satisfy his hunger.

But our trip is not about sightseeing, let alone camping and barbecue.

There are a large number of Cremo savages at the foot of the mountain waiting for an opportunity to attack us, and the team of our strong enemy Zhuganzi has no idea where they are marching.

Has their progress surpassed ours?

Going down the mountain to hunt now would only cause more trouble.

I said to the fat man: "Our current situation is rather complicated.

It is better to do less than to do more.

When we cross the Devil's Bridge, I will give you whatever you want to eat.

There will be plenty of wine and fat."

The fat man also knew that he couldn't care too much at the moment.

He took out the biscuit and took a big bite: "I'm just saying casually, this thing is not as bad as I thought.

I will get used to it after chewing it.

It is very important in extraordinary times.

Treat it.

But Lao Hu, do you think we should find an opportunity to go to the top of the mountain to take a look.

I just looked at the stars at night and found that the feng shui of this place is very worthy of study. " I have known him for almost half my life, and I have never heard that he can read Feng Shui.

He couldn't help but laugh and said: "You complained a lot earlier.

It was not because of the greed in your belly, but because you were clearly thinking about the funerary objects of my witch doctor Cremer."

The fat man put on a straight face and pretended to be serious: "We agreed to pick up the talisman and hang the seal in the gold basin to wash hands.

My gold-touching talisman was long ago thrown into the Sea of ​​Japan.

How could I still care about the foreigner's bright weapon?

I just saw that the landform of this place was special and it was incompatible with the surrounding environment.

No, I would like to take this opportunity to learn more about Feng Shui from Commander Hu and respond to Chairman Mao’s call for continuous learning and progress.

It makes me very heartbroken and heartbroken because of your misunderstanding.

If you die, you will be the naked executioner."

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I saw the fat man starting to complain, so I quickly stopped him: "Okay, brother, whatever you say will be whatever you say."

I glanced at Bald Lao and others gathered around the alcohol stove, then turned around and told the fat man: "Later After we finished eating, let’s take a walk and then go up from the back.

But let’s talk about the front.

After we go in, we won’t take any chances from the people.”

The fat man smiled, then stood up, patted his belly, and said loudly: "Old Hu, this is a very rich meal.

I'm a little full.

What about you?"

I had no choice but to follow his tone and answer: "Yes, Lao Wang, I'm a little nervous too.

What should I do?"

"Then let's find a place for a walk.

A walk after dinner will help with digestion."

"This is a great idea.

Let's go for a walk in the mountains."

While we were talking nonsense, we walked towards the top of the mountain.

Qin Siyan stood up and waved to us vigorously: "Shopkeeper, I'm a little nervous, you guys wait for me."

The fat man and I pretended not to hear at first and quickened our pace.

Unexpectedly, the ignorant barrister actually caught up with us.

The fat man was so angry that he couldn't get angry in front of everyone, so he said to me secretly: "How about we find a place to knock this kid unconscious and then go up there.

If anyone asks, just say he was killed by the mountain."

It was hit by falling rocks.”

I said, "He doesn't have much grudge against us, so we should avoid doing such immoral things.

If he wants to follow, let him follow.

Later, we will tell more stories about rice dumplings eating people on the road to scare him."

"Then if he wasn't afraid, he would follow us to see the witch doctor's tomb."

"You can't blame the brothers for being so cruel.

Give him a brick and knock him out."

"Look at you, he's going to be smashed sooner or later, why are you bothering to make up stories to scare him?"

"This is called courtesy first, then attack.

We have done everything we can before we can smash with a clear conscience."

"Commander Hu, I didn't expect that your ideological level has broken through again so quickly and reached a new historical high

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