"What you said is a good thing.
But when I hear it, it seems like you are paving the way for the fight.
When did we say we were going to fight in Fuxian Lake?
Furthermore, even if we really wanted to fight, where would the ships and ships come from?
Respirator.
We are here to find people, not to make money.
Unless Bai Yanweng said that his home is under the lake, this Fuxian Lake has nothing to do with our food stamps. " The fat man retorted: "I'm here now, don't worry if I don't make another trip."
"That's not my lake.
What should I worry about?"
"This is wrong.
It seems that Commander Hu, your consciousness is not high enough.
How can we distinguish this kind of thing?
Whose lake is the lake?
It is the country's lake, and it is the people's lake.
Who are we, the people's soldiers?
Can we just sit back and ignore the zombies in this lake?
Can we just watch the people suffer?
We can't resolutely refuse to do so.
Even if you can beat him to death," the fat man said impassionedly, with the air of pointing out the country, "I thought, no matter whether there is really a big tomb down there, it is best to go there and prove everything with facts and refute the rumors about Fuxian Lake.
"If there is, that would be even better.
The graves of the landlords and old men should be plucked out in one fell swoop to benefit the village."
I couldn't help feeling worried when I heard that Fatty wanted to find out whether he was alive or dead.
When he saw that I was silent, he thought that a consensus had been reached, and ran to the front while twisting his butt and humming a tune.
Siyan and Shiryyang studied the map for a while and said to me: "Although this area is large, there are not many places where people can live.
The lake is deep and the water is wide enough to rise and fall.
We circled a few points that are not affected by the rise and fall.
Locations.
You can start with these places.”
Looking at the fat man who was leading the way and the beaming Secretary Jiang, I had no choice but to accept Four Eyes's suggestion and start searching from a few more likely areas.
I couldn't help but blame myself for not asking Mr.
Xue more clearly when I came here.
Now I can't find anyone when I get there.
I looked at the sky.
We had been on the road since we came out of Yuemiao Village, and now the sun was slowly setting in the west.
Fuxian Lake seems to be right in front of you, but it takes a lot of effort to actually get there.
It might be dark by the time we get to the lake.
I told everyone to hurry up and make sure to reach the place marked on the map before the sun sets.
I remember that back then, we came to Yunnan to look for the Muchen Bead and unlock the curse on Taoist Banshan.
At that time, we had maps and guides, unlike now when we have to search for a needle in a haystack and have to search for an old man who only knows his nickname within a radius of dozens of kilometers.
As I walked, I was thinking about how to find the white-eyed man.
The fat man was still discussing road construction with Secretary Jiang.
Shiry Yang didn't speak much along the way.
It seemed that he was thinking of ideas just like me.
By the time a few of us actually arrived at the shore of Fuxian Lake, the sun had already set halfway up the mountainside, and the five-colored rays of rays of light spreading on the green lake were breathtakingly beautiful.
I almost had my eyeballs bitten by this beautiful scenery, and I couldn't control myself standing by the lake for a long time.
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"This place is so beautiful."
Shiry Yang stood next to me and took a deep breath.
"No wonder there is a legend about the gods' nostalgia turning into rocks.
If you really live in such a place, I think it will be the same with the gods.
There’s no difference.”
"Don't care whether he is a god or a monster, it's important to find him first.
Look at the weather, maybe we'll all have to camp."
When I think of the armed teams in Yuemiao Village, I have a lawsuit on my head.
They are all brothers from ethnic minorities.
Although they act as lackeys for the wolf-killing chieftain, these are all internal conflicts among the people.
When we find Baiyanweng and ask the question clearly, we might be able to find out the secret of the toast and give the folks in the Miao District a happy and free day.
"Then let's start from this ridge," Siyan said, pointing to the ridge connecting the mountain forest and the lake.
"That place is like a cliff.
It is close to Fuxian Lake and not affected by the tide.
It is more likely to be inhabited.
"shirey Yang took out the telescope from her bag and looked towards the hillside.
After a while, she shouted excitedly: "There is a house there, come and see."
I took the telescope and looked towards the ridge pointed by my four eyes.
I could vaguely see the roof of a stilted building through the sparse branches.
"Great, there is a family on the edge of the cliff.
This time, the blind cat caught the dead mouse and happened to go up."
I handed the binoculars to the fat man.
He glanced at it and said with a smile: "Comrade Lao Bai will enjoy it.
The house is built by the lake.
When the lake breeze blows in the summer, even the money for the electric fan is saved."
The unexpected hut gave us new hope, so much so that I didn't even bother to remind Fatty that there was no electricity here.
Although they walked on the mountain road for nearly four hours, no one in the team complained about tiredness or suffering.
Even Secretary Jiang didn't frown.
Everyone was eager to get to Baiyanweng's stilted building before dark.
Because her mood began to relax, Shiry Yang's expression softened significantly.
She asked me about Yang Erpi and expressed concern that he was poisoned.
I said, don't worry about it.
The mink guy is a tough guy, how can you give it up so casually?
Furthermore, he usually does some shady things, but this time he was unlucky.
He met someone who used "drugs", and he just treated them as a gangster and had nothing to do with us.
"That being said, don't you have any doubts at all?"
Shiry Yang asked me while looking at the endless Fuxian Lake.
I know what she means, and privately I have thought about the series of strange things that happened around Fuxian Lake in my mind several times, but apart from some fragmented clues, I don’t have any idea.
I really can’t think of anything.
Come up with a reason.
But seeing that Shiry Yang started talking again today, I asked her, "Did you think of something?"
As she walked, she said: "First of all, the news about the zombies under Fuxian Lake has been reported in the newspaper.
It is obvious to all, and it is almost certain.
As for whether the white-haired thing they are talking about is a zombie, that is another matter.
Never mind.
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Then there is the sudden disappearance of Crazy Dog Village.
According to Secretary Jiang, the day when the zombies were caught is the same as the day when the village disappeared.
It coincides with each other.
There must be a great connection.
It can even be said that there is a direct relationship between the two.
"I nodded in agreement without thinking about it: "There is no need to question the connection between the two.
I can't believe it.
Ninety-nine percent of it is certain.
As for the remaining one percent, it is reserved for Chairman Mao.
He has taught us that everything cannot be absolute. " "That's not good.
According to my opinion, since Mad Dog Village used to be a tourist spot where the King of Dian took his public holidays, it is very likely that his remains buried under the lake after his death are an imperial tomb."
When the fat man heard this, " The word "zombie" is like a rat seeing oil.
It suddenly jumped up to our side and spoke enthusiastically.
I couldn't laugh or cry because of his enthusiastic energy, so I had to use facts to dampen his enthusiasm: "The King of Dian is considered a feudal prince, and he should be buried in his own land if he dies.
If he sinks himself into the lake for nothing, that's nothing."
He’s not the King of Fuxian Lake.”
The fat man was unhappy.
He pouted and retorted to me: "I've noticed that you are always trying to discourage other people's enthusiasm and interfere in other people's interests and hobbies.
Old Hu, this is not a good sign.
This kind of bureaucracy The emergence of your style has greatly hurt the relationship between you and me, and it will also affect Shiry Yang's good impression of you.
Am I right, Staff Officer Yang?"
Shiry Yang couldn't help laughing, and then said to me: "This time I agree with Fatty's point of view.
And I think that the appearance of Mink Man has an ulterior connection with the Fuxian Lake zombies."
I said your point of view is a bit strong.
Do you have any evidence?
She shook her head: "A woman's intuition.
You said that the Mink Man had fallen into a trap and was drugged, so he had to send a group of mysterious people to him.
The goods are sent to Fuxian Lake, right?
Then, let me ask you, who lives in Fuxian Lake?"
"White-Eyed Old Man is the only one here."
I was thinking a lot in my mind, and countless clues came out at once, "Yes, that's right.
Killing Wolf Chieftain said that White-Eyed Old Man is the wizard of Crazy Dog Village and a master of medicine.
Although we don’t know who administered the medicine to Yang Erpi, since the delivery location is Fuxian Lake, there must be a consignee, and as far as we know, the only living person in the Fuxian Lake area is Baiyanweng.
Unless Yang Erpi is giving something to a ghost, otherwise" "Otherwise, his goods were given to the white-eyed man.
Then the poison on him is related to the white-eyed man."
Shiry Yang smiled, pointed to the stilted building in front and said, "These are just inferences.
Are you saying that from grandma?
Is it at least a day's journey from the creek to here?
If things are as we guessed, maybe we can run into your old acquaintances in a while."
I don’t know why, but a chill ran through my heart.
In Yang Erpi’s cargo box, I saw a severed hand that looked like a zombie limb.
Assuming that the cargo boxes he contained were indeed zombies, and the one who was poisoned was the white-eyed old man, then the characteristics of this old man coincided with the mysterious man in black we were looking for.
He was very It is possible that he is the real culprit behind the conspiracy with Zhuganzi.
An alarm bell rang in my mind, and when I was hesitating whether to tell everyone about this idea, I heard Secretary Jiang yell, as fiercely as if he had seen a ghost.
At this time, the sky had already darkened.
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As soon as I heard Secretary Jiang’s voice coming from the front, I hurriedly looked for a flashlight and ran in his direction.
"Four Eyes is nowhere to be seen."
Only then did the three of me, Fatty and Shiry Yang realize that we had been chatting so enthusiastically that we didn't realize that the two people had already reached the front of the team and had already climbed up the ridge.
It got dark very quickly.
By the time the three of us rushed up to the lonely ridge, night had already fallen on the earth.
The flashlight we had was borrowed from Lao Mumu.
The lonely beam of light shot everywhere, but there was no trace of the two of them.
"Did something happen?"
Shiry Yang asked worriedly.
There was a gap of about seven or eight minutes between when we heard Secretary Jiang's cry and when we climbed onto the ridge.
During this time, we didn't hear them calling for help again.
This was really strange.
"Secretary with four eyes," the fat man shouted at the top of his lungs.
I observed the environment on the ridge.
It is a single road similar to a catwalk, leading directly to the cliff facing the lake.
It is not very wide, but it is about 180 meters wide.
In short, you can reach the end at a glance.
Land.
The trees here are not very dense.
There are some scattered rocks dumped on the roadside, which look like they were man-made.
Other than that, there is really no place suitable for hiding people.
"They came up along this mountain road.
There is no other way out except going forward."
I followed the fat man and shouted the names of the two people loudly, for fear that something would be wrong.
But apart from the sound of the lake water lapping against the rocks, there was no response at all.
The secretary's "help" just now seemed to be a sudden hallucination for everyone.
I held up the flashlight and rushed forward.
After running only two steps, I saw two black figures appearing in the flashlight light.
I squinted my eyes and saw that they were two people, but their postures were very strange.
They were half squatting, half sitting, with their backs facing me, motionless.
The two were leaning against each other, their heads almost touching.
I was stunned by this strange sight, and my voice trembled unconsciously: "Is the Four-Eyed Secretary you?"
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