Chapter 222 The petrified light bulb and... Shan Nan?
A gust of wind blew by, the leaves rustled, and the mist seemed to exude some kind of cold atmosphere.
Lin Yi has also been hiking in the mountains. He has felt the rhythm of the wind blowing on the forest waves in the mountains and on the top of the mountain. It is the breath of the forest and contains the vitality of the mountain.
But in this dense mountainous forest shrouded in fog, Lin Yi seemed to be isolated from the world. Apart from the smell of death and coldness, he could not feel any "living" breath.
This mountain... seems to be dead.
"Rust, rustle..."
His ears caught a trace of noise hidden in Lin Tao.
It is a nocturnal species!
In the depths of the mist, the overlapping lush forest leaves were like nets laid out one after another, finally blocking out the sunlight, and in that area, there was obviously something sneaky. Things have been entrenched here all year round...
As if they felt that the territory was invaded, they slowly squirmed out, their bodies rubbing against the dead leaves and damp old bark, making a rustling sound .
Lin Yi followed his feeling and looked through the misty forest miasma and thick fog to see the shapes of those things.
Wait a minute...
Are those... nocturnal species?
Lin Yi looked at it intently, and just now he was able to get a glimpse of the situation inside.
It seems to be something that can’t tell whether it’s a human or a big snake. It’s also hard to tell whether it’s the texture of a sculpture or a pseudo-human being. It can only be said that it looks like a flowing mixed solid-liquid life form. ……
Like a puddle of viscous liquid, it is slowly crawling out.
Lin Yi didn't know whether to call it "it" or "them". That thing was like the fusion of countless nocturnal species and pseudo-human beings.
"Xian, Brother Xian..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but reach for Mu Daxian's clothes, and he was naturally aware of their existence.
When it appeared, Mao Feiyang had a terrifying feeling that he accidentally fell into the entrance of an underground snake cave and was locked by the terrifying snake in the cave.
He felt that the hair all over his body stood on end.
That dense forest is like a cave, and there are a lot of nocturnal species and pseudo-humans living in the cave!
If Ge Qing and Nie Yun are new pseudo-human beings, then all the ones here are old ones among the pseudo-human beings. There are even some things that are considered monsters if they are old but not dead!
"Leave them alone." Mu Daxian has become accustomed to it. He seems to be able to sense the dividing line between light and darkness deep in the jungle, and he can always move along the border with Mao Feiyang.
"You...really don't care? Just let them stare at us?" Mao Feiyang asked in a low voice.
"What else?" Mu Daxian glanced at him, "You jump in and then open a unparalleled attack?"
Mao Feiyang pursed his lips: "I can't open it..."
"If you can't open it, just follow me." Mu Daxian was talking, and suddenly his eyes lit up and his tone became much brighter, " "Hey, I found one!"
Mao Feiyang looked around and saw a light pole in front of Mu Daxian.
It’s just that it’s a street light pole without any number.
Moreover, there are two completely petrified humanoid sculptures beside the lamppost.
These two sculptures maintain a painful look, as if the drowned person's appearance before death was carved out and then made into a sculpture to be placed here.
"That's...the dead newborn dummy?" Lin Yi's eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.
"Brother Xian, there is no street light number!" Mao Feiyang said anxiously.
Mu Daxian's voice came from the front: "What I'm looking for is the unnumbered street light pole."
Mao Feiyang was startled, but seemed to understand something, and hurriedly followed. past.
After Mu Daxian came under the street light pole, he first moved the two human sculptures away, then squatted down, pushed away the dead leaves piled on the base of the street light pole, and checked the base. After reading the number on the seat, he stood up and looked at the lampshade.
“Very good, very good, the light bulb is still there.”
Mu Daxian immediately broke the arm of a human sculpture, then stepped on the human sculpture and climbed up the lamppost, using the sculpture’s His arm broke the lampshade and reached out to take out the light bulb inside.
Lin Yi quickly looked around and saw Mu Daxian holding a ball the size of a billiard ball in his hand. The ball had been completely petrified and looked like the one held in the mouth of the stone lion at the municipal door. Planting stone balls.
But there are simple concentric circles on the surface of the stone ball. It looks... really like a stone billiard ball.
Mu Daxian put the petrified light bulb into the cloth bag he carried with him, then grabbed the sculpture arm in his hand and continued to move forward.
"Brother Xian, are those two..." Mao Feiyang followed and pointed at the two humanoid sculptures, especially one of them, which was mercilessly taken from local materials by Mu Daxian and folded. He cut off half of his arm and used it as a hammer...
"Yes, they are the new puppets." Mu Daxian said, "Only they can get close to the street light pole, and then absorb the street light little by little. "To be precise, according to experience, the power of four new dummies can absorb the extraordinary power of an aging light bulb." "
"Aging light bulb? Can that thing still age?" Mao Feiyang's eyes widened, "Isn't that a stone that contains extraordinary power?"
Mu Daxian paused and waved his hand, as if he wanted to cover all these phalanxes of sculptures all over the mountains and plains: "Don't forget, they are all 'stones', and..."
He looked back He glanced at Mao Feiyang and sneered: "The angel sculpture... is also a stone."
Mao Feiyang's scalp went numb instantly: "You mean...this light bulb has something to do with the 'sculpture'?!"< br>
"Could it be that...there must be an antidote to poisonous things? These light bulbs and the puppets are in a mutually reinforcing relationship?"
Mu Daxian gave Mao Feiyang a deep look. : "Your boy's understanding is indeed good. It's almost as good as I thought, but the details are still a little behind."
"Uh...I guessed it right?" Mao Feiyang was also a little surprised. He just reacted faster than he thought, so he just said it blindly.
"..." Mu Daxian was speechless, "I praised you and made you flattered? Do you like to be James? Will you be the Smiling Angel next season to defend you alone?"
Mao Feiyang: "..."
There was no words along the way. The two spent some time, but they only collected two more petrified light bulbs.
"It seems that this thing is hard to find..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but sigh.
"It's hard to find." Mu Daxian affirmed, "Only veteran art students know the wonderful uses of petrochemical light bulbs, and this skill is often passed down through actual combat."
"If I were to be If you die in battle, this skill will be passed on to the next talented artist." "Huh?" Mao Feiyang was stunned, "Why die in battle?"
"I'm just giving you a vaccination, don't be nervous." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder, as if he didn't take life and death as a matter of fact, he was just fulfilling some kind of role as a leader.
"By the way, what are we collecting these petrified light bulbs for?" Mao Feiyang asked.
"Cover the aura." Mu Daxian said, "Of course, the main thing is to cover up the aura that belongs to him on you."
"His aura will only fade with the passage of time, but theoretically speaking , that aura will not dissipate until the Laughing Angel comes out to kill you, and the good news is that we have survived one night..."
"So just one more night?"
"You are overthinking. This aura can last for at least two or three days. Even if it is not enough to cover the period of gray fog invasion, it is enough to kill you."
"Huh? That one Can we rely on petrified light bulbs?" Mao Feiyang was a little panicked. It didn't seem like that at first!
Did Brother Xian just say that to reassure himself?
Then how can you ensure that what you are saying now is not a rhetoric that reduces the "consequences" just to reassure yourself?
“Hey, plans can’t keep up with changes!” Mu Daxian said earnestly, “People, although you can keep making plans, sometimes changes will force you to pick up something that you originally abandoned. A plan..."
"I've only known you for two days, and I've lived such a fulfilling life..."
Mao Feiyang: "..."
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"Finding one or two more petrified light bulbs will probably be enough." Mu Daxian said.
Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth and said seriously: "That can't be careless!"
After that, Mu Daxian suddenly said: "Hey, I found another one!"
< br>"Huh? Ah~?" Mao Feiyang was speechless, "Holy shit, why didn't I see it?"
"Because you are blind." After Mu Daxian said that, he walked forward, and Mao Feiyang turned away. He curled his lips and followed up, but suddenly he felt something in his heart. He couldn't help but follow his intuition and look somewhere to the side, and then his eyes lit up!
"Hey, there's a light pole over there too! I found one too!" he said excitedly taking credit.
"Not over there, it's in the opponent's territory, don't go in." Mu Daxian's voice came from the front, extinguishing Mao Feiyang's passion.
Mao Feiyang calmed down and took a look, and couldn't help but find that the position of the street lamp pole was already on the line dividing light and shadow. Although there were still sparse spots of light, they could be swallowed up by darkness at any time.
"The light is tilting..." he sighed.
"That's right, we don't actually have much time left. If we can't find it here, we have to change places." Mu Daxian explained while taking off the light bulb on the street light pole in front of him. .
Mao Feiyang followed him and continued to observe.
"Hey, Brother Xian, Brother Xian! There seems to be someone yelling over there!" Mao Feiyang saw something and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to tug at the corner of Mu Daxian's clothes.
Mu Daxian looked immediately and found a figure in the direction Mao Feiyang pointed!
“Could he be a pseudo-art student?” Mao Feiyang whispered.
"Don't worry, let's see what's going on first." Mu Daxian put away the third petrified light bulb and secretly ran up to the bushes on a small slope with Mao Feiyang. They used the shade of the trees to hide their traces, and then observed the guy.
It was a burly old man wearing a khaki jacket and a sleek hairstyle. He was wielding a hoe and digging something near the lamppost.
"Why did an uncle suddenly appear in this school?" Mao Feiyang asked.
Mu Daxian shook his head and said, "How would I know? Just watch first!"
Mao Feiyang didn't know who it was, but Lin Yi recognized it at a glance.
“Isn’t this the ‘Mountain Man’?”
Shannan was one of the students who entered the school on the afternoon of May 8th. Because he was older, he felt like he stood out among all the experience students.
Lin Yi recalled that the first time he saw Shan Nan was when he returned to the classroom after lunch, and then around 15 o'clock, Shan Nan left the classroom...
Specific details He didn't remember much about the time. In short, he remembered that he left in the afternoon, and the next time he saw him was after dinner...
To be honest, he didn't even know if he went to the cafeteria for dinner.
Memory is always so beautiful and will complete the closed loop in a magical way.
From what he could see now, when Shan Nan left, he went to dig something in the mountains, so there was so much dust on his body.
But judging from the situation at night, it seems that something happened to Shan Nan.
Did he dig up something serious and take it away, attracting attacks from some nocturnal species? Lin Yi guessed.
But as he observed, he soon discovered that Shan Nan had dug out...a bag from near the street light pole!
"A bag? Wait! It's that bag!" Lin Yi's pupils shrank slightly. He remembered that when Shan Nan returned to the classroom at night, he was still carrying a bag!
"That's not right. In other words, he dug this bag out from under the lamppost?"
"How did he know there was a bag here? Who buried it, and how did he tell him after he buried it? !"
Mao Feiyang also realized the problem and couldn't help but said: "Damn it, Brother Xian, how did that person dig out a bag?"
Mu Daxian said tightly Squinting his eyes, he stared at Shan Nan thoughtfully. Gradually, a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Interesting... so interesting..."
"Huh?" Mu Daxian's The smile frightened Mao Feiyang, "Brother Xian, don't scare me. What's going on?"
Mu Daxian sneered: "It seems...some 'external forces' have also made plans for the campus..."
"Huh?" Mao Feiyang was startled, but suddenly held his breath. .
Because he saw Shan Nan move.
The mountain man opened the bag, unzipped the mountaineering bag, then spread out all the contents of the two bags, and then assembled them with extremely skillful movements...< br>
The distance was too far, and Lin Yi couldn't see what Shan Nan was doing. He could only see that the mountaineering bag was filled with some weird-shaped parts. When these parts were assembled, they gradually It turned into a skeleton-like thing...
[I wouldn’t be surprised if he took out an RPG from his bag...] This sentence suddenly came to Lin Yi’s mind, but from now on, Shan Nan is obviously doing something more complicated than rubbing an RPG with his hands. Outrageous things...
I saw the mountain man put on the assembled things, then put away the two bags, checked the direction, and then ran around the mountains like Tarzan, After a few ups and downs, it disappeared from the sight of a few people.
"Brother Xian, he...has turned into Tarzan?"
Thanks to book friends "usjdnshhs" and "Lop-eared Rabbit Master" for their tips! !
(End of this chapter)