Chapter 235

And I will never join you.

Do you understand? "

The ranger took out a triangular-shaped oil-paper bag, which contained white powder with a subtle sour and bitter taste, like some kind of ground medicine tablet.

I feel like this stuff is a bit like vitamin C.

But I wasn't sure, so I nodded, took the thing, opened the door, and walked out.

I took a deep breath and stood in front of my friend. I reached out to touch him. His face was as warm, soft and smooth as before, like the finest mutton-fat jade.

He looked at me puzzledly, as if he didn't know why I would do such a thing, but he said nothing and didn't stop me.

I got a little bit of the powder on my fingertips and rubbed it on his face. Upon careful observation, there was no change on his facial skin.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad he wasn't the ghost who died in the forest.

His eyes rolled and looked at my fingers, then he realized what I was doing and suddenly laughed. He knew what I meant, and I smiled at him.

He patted me on the shoulder like a normal friend.

The man in red next to us didn't understand what we were doing.

"Why can't we go in now? Why is the door closed? Can you still get in? Who is in there?

What is that person like, what is his temper like, what does he look like, and what does he do?

The man in red asked vigorously.

I took my friend's hand and pulled out the half-opened triangular oil paper bag from my pocket. I sprinkled the powder inside on his face, and the powder got into his eyes.

The unfolded oil paper with folded marks was stuck to his face, just like a feather coated with super glue and wetted by water and stuck to the glass.

He covered his face and screamed. His body twisted twice and turned into a pool of dark sewage, which gradually seeped into the soil through the gaps between the leaves.

My friend was not surprised at all and didn't ask any questions. I knocked on the door and said to the person inside, "It's been done. Please open the door now."

The door opened, I pulled my friend in, and we rested here for the night.

The next morning, we opened our eyes early because we were alert and nervous. Even though our bodies were still sore from excessive exercise, we rolled out of bed.

After eating the breakfast prepared by the ranger and drinking a bowl of water, we followed the ranger out of the cabin.

"You can't get out for a while. Since you are all free, why don't you help me patrol here? My usual job is to be vigilant against people secretly cutting down trees.

If you want to stay here, you have to help me, and if you want to help me, you have to chase away the people who are cutting down trees when you see them. It's very simple, but if you can't do it, don't come back to my cabin tonight.

There is also a forbidden area in this forest. It is the place where some villagers have gone missing and abandoned their bodies. If someone who is not familiar with the terrain walks in, they will definitely get lost and die inside.

If you see a place with a sign that says "No Entry", don't go there. If you go in, I will definitely not come in to save you, you'd better take care of yourself.

If you get into trouble and want to involve me, I will not help you and will add insult to injury. You will only die a more miserable death than you should have. Do you understand?"

the ranger asked.

"We got it."

My friend and I answered.

The ranger walked away alone.

I exchanged a few words with my friend as we walked, but before we had gotten very far, we suddenly heard a gunshot.

We quickly ran over following the sound of gunfire and found two people lying on the ground. Another person dressed in simple and poor clothes rushed towards us.

The ranger didn't seem to see us, otherwise he would have asked us to stop the man.

I quickly hid with my friends.

"You go after the villager, and I'll follow the ranger."

my friend whispered to me.

I nodded and followed the running man in small steps.

The man ran for a distance, turned his head, panting, and wanted to check if he had been caught by Sen Wan. I appeared beside him and pressed him to the ground.

"What are you doing here?"

I pressed him down and asked.

"I'm here to chop down trees, can you please not kill me?"

The villagers cried out.

"Did you know there are rangers here?"

I asked.

"I know, but there were rangers before, and there has never been a case of a ranger shooting someone to death. The previous ranger was not as annoying and vicious as the current ranger."

The villagers cried a little louder.

"You came to cut down trees, you knew there were forest rangers, and you even wanted others to spare your life. It's like you were caught stealing from someone's house and you said it wasn't my fault."

I said, squeezing his throat.

He couldn't cry for a while.

I waited for a while and then let him go. He was gasping for breath.

"What do you want?"

The villagers asked me.

"Tell me everything you know about the ranger, about the forest, and about your village."

I said.

"Why should I tell you? Unless you help me kill the ranger."

The villagers shouted.

"It seems that you don't want to accept my offer, so I'll just kill you here. It's normal for people to die here anyway. Accidents happen everywhere. Even if someone else comes, I won't suspect anything."

I pressed on his bones and his body made a rattling sound.

He was scared.

"Don't kill me, I told you everything.

The rangers are not designated, but if you kill the previous ranger, you will become the ranger here. There are also rangers who do not kill people.

Those rangers who didn't kill were assigned something that was in a forbidden area deep in the forest.

I haven't seen it. Everyone who has seen it has died, except the forest rangers. Only forest rangers will not die if they go in. But I have never been a forest ranger, so I don't know.

I heard from the older generation that someone had seen it and it was a very scary thing. After returning, the person went crazy, had abscesses on their body, black mucus oozed from their broken skin, and became pregnant.

But the person who saw those things was a man.

After the man became pregnant, he actually gave birth to a monster.

It is a black, tree-like thing with countless branches and roots entangled together.

I could just barely make out the goat's black, curved horns, square pupils, and the outline of four hard hooves. We call it the Black Goat of the Forest.

The thing soon ran into the forest and never came back, but the man gradually became like the cub.

In the later stages he was no longer able to move on his own.

The body swells, the legs become enlarged, the abdomen bulges high, as if still pregnant, and the toenails and fingernails turn black and begin to grow tiny roots.

During the day he would crawl around the house with his eyes closed, mostly on the ground, and at night he would start wailing, making it difficult for the entire village to sleep.

When he shouted, the animals in the village would also bark, especially the dogs. However, when the dogs barked very loudly, he would take a short break and not make so much noise.

So there are many dogs in the village. That’s why people in the mountain can’t go down the mountain because they will be bitten to death by the dogs.

Those dogs recognize no one except their owners in the village.

We train our dogs to be like that on purpose.

If those dogs weren't so ferocious, they wouldn't have been able to suppress the man's howling at night.

There must be monsters in that forbidden area. You are absolutely not allowed to enter or get close to it, unless you are a forest ranger. But I am not a forest ranger. I am just here to cut down trees.

I didn't know that cutting down trees would lead to such a thing. Although there have been people attacked by forest rangers for cutting down trees in the past, forest rangers don't kill people every time.

Our village is at the foot of the mountain. There are so many trees here. As the saying goes, you live off the mountain, so how can we not cut down the trees? The forest ranger is so unreasonable. This is not our fault at all.

We didn't hold the rangers accountable for protecting the monster in the forest. The rangers attacked and killed our people everywhere.

We have done our best and have been patient enough.

In my opinion, we should set fire to all the trees here sooner or later, and burn the forest rangers to death here, so that we can survive. But they didn't listen to me, and they deserved to die.

It's not my fault.

Do you know why the forest ranger lives in the mountains? Because the forest ranger cannot go down the mountain at all. In fact, once he leaves the forest, his strength will decrease and his speed will slow down.

Even the ranger's gun would rust, bullets would get stuck in the muzzle, and there was a possibility that the gun would explode.

It's a pity that no one dared to kill the ranger.

You know why? Because once someone kills the ranger, they become a ranger.

Becoming a ranger means staying on this mountain and in this forest for the rest of your life, and going to the depths of the forest to take care of the monsters in the forbidden area.

The monster in the forbidden area must be the mother of the little monster.

There is no doubt that the monster will only be more vicious, larger, more terrifying, more difficult to restrain and more difficult to accept. I suspect that the ranger is no longer a human being, otherwise there would be no such restrictions. "

The villager suddenly started coughing and spitting blood. After a while, he lost his breath and died, as if he had touched upon an unspeakable taboo in this forest.

I slowly let the person go and stood aside, stunned.

My friend came running up the path, ran up to me and asked me what happened.

I didn't know what to say, and when I opened my mouth I saw a ranger coming out from behind him. I knew I couldn't tell my friend the news I had just received in front of the ranger.

I fell silent.

The ranger examined the body, confirmed that it was dead, and shot it in the head.

Then he sneered: "It's still too cheap for these thieving rats."