Something strange happened. How come the forest ranger also has a secret? ...
When leaving the Wu tribe village, Xiao Liang naturally became the guide.
Although he could not speak complete sentences and could only use gestures, fortunately he was very familiar with the terrain of Longji Mountain, which shortened the original two-day journey to one and a half days.
The next morning, Cheng Sizhou, Liu Yufeng and Han Zhao briefly bid farewell to the main group and took another path to the place where the truck fell off the cliff; Wen Zichuan, Tian Tianliang, Zhou Han and Liu Yufu's team returned first.
"I can't get through..." As soon as the signal was restored, Wen Zichuan immediately called Lin Hanzhen and Xu Jiaxuan, but no one answered after several calls.
"That shouldn't be the case." Zhou Han thought as he walked. "Normally, it would only take them half a day to return to the first platform."
"If they were on the first platform, it would be impossible for them not to receive calls." Wen Zichuan was full of anxiety, trying to restrain his overly chaotic emotions.
"Don't worry," Liu Yufu asked him for photos of Lin Hanzhen and Xu Jiaxuan. "I'll make a few calls to the mushroom farmers who went into the mountains these days. If they've returned to the first platform, someone will definitely see them."
"Yes, don't worry." Zhou Han comforted Wen Zichuan, "Although the Xu family's child is young, he can stand up and take responsibility at critical moments. He will take good care of your mother."
Liu Yufu's phone never stopped ringing. He called several capable deputies from Liu Yufeng's team and asked them to go to the first platform to look for the person in person.
"No news yet," he observed the terrain. "If we go down this slope, we'll see the suspension bridge. Let's go ask Lao Mo first. It's impossible for two living people to be lost."
Now we can only go find Lao Mo first. Wen Zichuan calls every five minutes. No matter Lin Hanzhen or Xu Jiaxuan, there is no reason not to answer his call. They may not hear it once or twice, but there will be no more than ten calls with no one answering.
Something must have happened.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, they climbed a high slope and arrived at the ranger's cabin next to the suspension bridge.
The terrain in front of me suddenly became flat, and a small path extended behind the house. Not to mention a car, it was more than enough for a tricycle.
"Is anyone there?" Zhou Han pulled Wen Zichuan, who was rushing forward, behind him and knocked on the door cautiously.
The room was silent for a while, and then someone coughed twice: "Who is it?"
Zhou Han was clearly well-trained: "I'm from the search and rescue team. I want to take a break and get some water."
Footsteps gradually sounded in the house. Everyone took a step back. Zhou Han winked at Liu Yufu, and Liu Yufu immediately took out his emergency rescuer certificate and stood in front.
Relying on his professional intuition, Zhou Han felt that this ranger's hut was unusual, and his identity as a criminal policeman, Wen Zichuan's identity as an actor, and Xiao Liang's identity as a member of the witch tribe were too easy to arouse suspicion, so he had to conceal it as much as possible.
The man opened the door, and as soon as they met, Liu Yufu recognized him.
Lao Mo's appearance was indeed special. He had a thin and skinny body, but deep eye sockets. In particular, there was a mole the size of a thumb on his left cheekbone. There were two hairs on the mole, which fluttered back and forth in the mountain breeze.
"Come in." Lao Mo said in a low voice, limping back, obviously with difficulty walking.
Wen Zichuan was worried about Lin Hanzhen and Xu Jiaxuan, and his hands were sweating unconsciously.
He should have immediately asked Lao Mo if he had seen them, but for some reason, there was some oppressive force that prevented him from speaking.
Zhou Han winked at him and pursed his lips, signaling him not to speak.
Wen Zichuan understood, but was worried about Xiao Liang. Fortunately, Xiao Liang was fine and followed behind obediently.
The hut is about 20 to 30 square meters, divided into two rooms, the outer room has a table and a chair, on which are placed a few books and work records; the inner room has only a single bed about one meter wide, with a few daily necessities piled beside the bed.
Forest rangers generally work in shifts, and the hut is equivalent to a duty room.
Wen Zichuan has been following Lao Mo since he entered the door.
Lao Mo was polite and took out two enamel cups from the cabinet. Since the number was not enough, he also added two porcelain bowls, poured some hot water into them, and then used them to make tea.
The tea from the countryside was of poor quality and Zhou Han was not used to drinking it. He took a look at it and didn't pick up the bowl.
Xiao Liang was not interested in these things. He just looked left and right, obviously not having much patience.
Wen Zichuan couldn't bear to refuse Lao Mo's kindness, not to mention he still had something to ask. He reluctantly picked up the cup and was about to drink when he was interrupted by Liu Yufu.
"It's hot. Drink this first. It will also help me reduce the burden." He took out a bottle of water and handed it over.
Wen Zichuan didn't understand what he meant at first, but the experiences they had shared over the past few days had given him enough trust in the Liu brothers.
Realizing that no one appreciated his gesture, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Lao Mo's face. He curled the corners of his lips in self-mockery, and then quickly returned to his indifferent expression.
"You have bad legs and feet, how can you do a job like a forest ranger?" Zhou Han spoke, trying to ease the atmosphere.
"Does someone like me have any choice?" The light in Lao Mo's eyes grew deeper. "It's good enough to be able to make a living."
This was not the first time Liu Yufu had met Lao Moe. Like his brother, he did not like Lao Moe's personality. But when he heard that Lao Moe's leg was broken in his early years, he insisted on being a forest ranger, limping for dozens or even hundreds of miles on mountain roads, he had to admire his character and perseverance that were stronger than ordinary people.
"Old Mole, if you want a better life, why not become a mushroom farmer with my brother?" He said with a smile, "You're very familiar with Longji Mountain. When the market is good, you could make 80,000 or 100,000 yuan a year. Isn't that better than being a forest ranger?"
"Who's your brother? Liu Yufeng?" Lao Mo sneered. "He buys a basket of mushrooms for 200 yuan and sells it for 2,000 yuan. It's not enough to fool so many people, but he also wants me to work for him?"
Liu Yufu was never as smooth as his brother, and he got anxious when he heard this: "You can't say that! After buying the mushrooms, we still have to process and transport them, which will increase the cost... What do you know?!"
Seeing that the atmosphere could not be eased, Zhou Han was about to mediate when Xiao Liang suddenly jumped up!
"I want to pee! I want to pee!" He grabbed Wen Zichuan's arm and jumped around on the spot.
"Excuse me, is there a toilet nearby?" Wen Zichuan had no choice but to ask with an embarrassed look on his face.
A forest ranger is usually alone in the mountains, so he doesn't need to build a special toilet. If he wants to relieve himself, he can just find a place in the wild to do it himself.
Lao Mo could see that there was probably something wrong with this kid, but he was in a hurry and couldn't let him dirty the house, so he pointed behind the house and asked him to go out.
Wen Zichuan was worried, so he followed Xiao Liang out as soon as he went out.
Zhou Han rubbed his hands and pretended to be embarrassed: "I'm sorry, my nephew's brain... Well, luckily his classmates found it in time and brought us to the mountains to find him."
"You're not smart enough to let him go into the mountains?" Lao Mo said, glancing outwards.
"He wasn't like this before. Maybe he saw something strange and got upset." Zhou Han probed, "Have you heard of any strange things in the mountains?"
What Xiao Liang did at Maoeryan was originally intended to prevent outsiders from approaching the witch clan's former residence.
However, the cultural level of the mushroom farmers near Mutao Town was not high, and the rumors were distorted as they were passed around. Even the educated Dr. Mo felt that there were unclean things in the mountains.
Lao Mo has a personality that keeps strangers away and he often walks in the mountains. Does he know about the existence of the witch clan?
But when they met just now, he didn't seem to recognize Xiao Liang.
Behind the house, Xiao Liang didn't avoid Wen Zichuan at all and peed happily.
Wen Zichuan turned his head away and didn't look at him, but he was very upset.
His intuition told him that if there was nothing wrong with Lao Moe, his mother and Xu Jiaxuan would not have lost contact; if he speculated that there was something wrong with Lao Moe, he could not see what the problem was except that this person had a difficult personality.
Otherwise, talk to Officer Zhou and stop playing dumb. Maybe you can get the result faster by asking directly.
Before he knew it, Xiao Liang had climbed up a big tree not far away. He sat on the trunk, broke off a leaf, and blew out a few short notes.
Not long after, two gray pigeons flew in the air. They circled a few times, as if conveying some message, and then fluttered their wings and disappeared into the mountains and forests again.
Wen Zichuan looked up at the fool on the tree and suddenly realized something.
He should have thought that since Xiao Liang could make wild dogs work for him, he could naturally tame other animals as well.
In the mountains, modern communication equipment has no signal. Xiao Liang can use pigeons to deliver messages, so he has more initiative, so he always gets ahead of them.
But now they have reunited, and if they let him down again, could it be because... ?
Wen Zichuan guessed that among this group of people, the only two people Xiao Liang could recognize were him and his mother.
At Maoeryan, Lin Hanzhen recognized him at a glance, but when they returned, his mother was not there, so Xiao Liang had already released pigeons to find his mother for him.
Wen Zichuan's heart softened in an instant, and he began to regret all his previous suspicion and hostility towards Xiao Liang.
Xiao Liang was still as innocent as a child. He jumped down from the tree, hugged him affectionately, then took his hand and walked into the woods along a road that was not really a road.
They went out and didn't come back for more than ten minutes, and the rest of the people were all worried.
Zhou Han knew Wen Zichuan. Teacher Wen was a cautious person, which was rare among young people, and Xiao Liang only listened to him. Unless there were special circumstances, he would not allow Xiao Liang to do whatever he wanted.
Seeing that Officer Zhou didn't say anything, Liu Yufu kept silent too. The room became unusually quiet.
Zhou Han was betting that Lao Mo would be even more restless than them.
After all, it was understandable that they were worried about the two people outside, but Lao Mo shouldn't be so silent.
Zhou Han keenly noticed that there seemed to be an unconcealable panic in his silence. What was he panicking about?
Xiao Liang and Wen Zichuan walked into the dense forest. Suddenly, they heard hurried running and panting sounds in front of them. Wen Zichuan turned around and saw that the skinny wild dogs immediately surrounded them.
He had been chased by these dogs before, and the first smell of their animal scent still gave him a lingering fear.
But the wild dogs listened to Xiao Liang very much. They changed their previous ferocity and sniffed around Wen Zichuan. They also rubbed their ears against Wen Zichuan's legs, as if to show their friendliness.
Xiao Liang was probably confident, but he didn't say anything. He just held Wen Zichuan's hand and continued walking forward.
On the way, they encountered a deep ditch about four or five meters wide, with only a log bridge at both ends. It was pitch black underneath and no one knew how deep it was.
Wen Zichuan prepared himself mentally for a long time before he mustered up the courage to follow the wild dogs.
Seeing that he was scared, Xiao Liang simply lifted him onto his back and carried him safely across the bridge.
In such a situation, the sense of security people gain is unparalleled. Wen Zichuan feels that he and Xiao Liang can be considered friends.
Not long after crossing the bridge, we were blocked by a towering cliff, which meant there was no way forward.
Several wild dogs suddenly changed direction, raised their heads, and barked one after another.
Wen Zichuan followed Xiao Liang and turned around. He saw that the vegetation on the slope behind him had been moved and manipulated. Perhaps others could not see it, but the witch clan had the art of mechanical traps passed down from generation to generation, and such tricks could not escape Xiao Liang's eyes.
In addition to the vegetation, the shape and traces of the sand and stone surface were also unusual. Xiao Liang quickly found an angle and took Wen Zichuan up the slope.
The wild dogs ran in front, following the scent. They worked together, pulled apart a clump of long grass, and then rolled down with a few howls.
There is indeed a different world behind the thatched roof.
Guided by the barking of dogs, Wen Zichuan and Xiao Liang continued to move forward in the dark. The flashlight on their mobile phones could barely provide a little light, but they still couldn't see clearly what was in the cave.
Suddenly, a sharp chill hit my throat!
Wen Zichuan suddenly stopped, and turned on the light in surprise, and found that what was threatening him was a broken piece of porcelain, and it was stained with a terrible smell of blood!
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