★ In the dense forest, there is a murderous corpse chaser
Qinglong Mountain stands majestically, straight into the clouds, and the white clouds are swirling.
In the dense forest below the mountain, there were bursts of evil murderous aura.
A corpse chaser wearing a special Taoist robe and two zombies wearing zombie robes and zombie hats lay on their backs on thick leaves and looked up at the sky, motionless. The atmosphere was terrifying.
In the distance, a Yao hunter with a longbow on his back was concentrating on searching for his prey, searching this way, although he was cautious, his feet still made a slight sound of stepping on the leaves.
Suddenly, the corpse chaser heard the sound of the hunter's feet stepping on the fallen leaves, and the white and black eyes of the ox gurgled and turned, and the two ears kept stirring, and among them, the left half of the stump ear, like a dead leaf butterfly with a broken wing, fell on his left face, constantly flapping its wings.
It turned out that the three of the bandits Zhu Yeqing who fled down the mountain from Qinglong Village! It turned out that they really disguised themselves as corpse chasers and escaped from Qinglong Village!
At this time, Zhu Yeqing turned his head following the sound of his feet stepping on the fallen leaves, and immediately saw the Yao hunter who was gradually approaching.
The Yao hunters were engrossed in searching for the beasts in the forest, not paying attention to anything else, so they moved closer and closer to the Corpse Chaser.
The corpse chaser dressed as Zhu Yeqing lay on the ground and gave a low order: Someone is approaching, happy God prepares!
The two zombies were dressed up by Niu Wu and He Sanmao. When they heard the command, they immediately raised their heads slightly, and in the black hole under the yellow paper, two pairs of eyes purred and searched around for their prey. It's terrifying.
The Yao hunter approached. The corpse chaser Zhu Yeqing and the two zombie Niu Wu and He Sanmao suddenly froze and did not move. Unexpectedly, the hunter had already approached, so he suddenly saw the zombie lying in front of him, and immediately screamed in fright, stunned, and froze.
★ Sight of Qinglong Mountain, no more than 10 miles away
At this time, on the mountain road of Leopard Ridge. A reconnaissance platoon on a rapid march hurried.
Platoon Commander Zhang Hu led the reconnaissance platoon to climb a steep cliff at a brisk pace and was speeding forward.
The guide, Lao Zhou, wiped his face with sweat, panted and pointed to the mountain in front of him under the cliff and said: Platoon commander, our current position is Leopard Ridge. Do you see the steep mountain ahead?
Platoon Commander Zhang Hu looked up and said: I see.
Lao Zhou said: That is the famous Qinglong Mountain in Yuanling. The cliff in front of the mountain is Qinglong Cliff, and the village on the flat dam halfway up the mountain of Qinglong Cliff is Qinglong Village.
Deputy platoon commander Zhao Yue looked into the distance and immediately said excitedly: Ah, Qinglong Village is not far away!
The warriors chattered happily. Some say that another hour will come. Some people say that it will take at most forty minutes to reach Qinglong Village.
Zhang Hu knew that the closer he got to the enemy, the more dangerous it became, so he hurriedly warned: Pay attention to concealment! He quickly adjusted his binoculars and looked at the Qinglong Village halfway up the Qinglong Cliff Mountain in the distance.
The camera suddenly shortened the distance of Qinglong Village sixteen times. Smoke wafted over the stockade, and then spread out to mingle with the mist of the mountains.
Occasionally, there is a rooster or two barking and a dog barking. But I couldn't hear the noise of the children or the shouts of the adults. The stockade hangs halfway up the mountain, making it surprisingly peaceful.
Zhang Hu asked: Brother Zhou, how far is it from here to Qinglong Cliff?
Lao Zhou looked at Qinglong Mountain, counted his fingers seriously for a while, and said: Look at the mountain and run a dead horse. Don't look at the stockade in front of you, go straight no more than ten miles, but, here the mountains and rivers are complex, the peak loop can not go straight, about fifty or sixty miles!
Deputy platoon commander Zhao Yue was immediately surprised when he heard it: Pull bird eggs! How can it be so far? Isn't there a path to follow in this mountain?
He calculated the time and said to Zhang Hu: Platoon commander, if there are still fifty or sixty miles to go, then I am worried that it is impossible for the troops to arrive on time before 4 o'clock in the afternoon.
Lao Zhou hurriedly interjected and said: Platoon commander, there is no other path to go here, there is indeed none.
The autumn wind is rustling, the fallen trees are bleak, and the empty mountains are lonely.
Zhang Hu, who was in a hurry, looked at the mountains in front of him, the mountains and forests were lonely, and there were no pedestrians on the mountain roads, so he could not confirm that Lao Zhou's judgment was right or wrong. The only way is to hurry quickly, shorten the distance with footsteps, and arrive in time, so it is said: comrades, it is twelve o'clock at noon. We chewed dry food and continued to march, striving to get out of Leopard Ridge within three hours, before half past three in the afternoon, we must arrive at the periphery of Qinglongya Village to ambush, and at four o'clock in the afternoon on time to break into Qinglong Village, capture Zhu Yeqing alive.
Zhao Yue hurriedly shouted: Everyone eats while walking! As he spoke, he immediately took out the dry food and took a big bite, shook off his stride and took the lead and rushed down the mountain.
★ The hunter encounters the zombie corpses of the Zombie Gang
In the dense forest at the foot of Qinglong Mountain.
At this time, the two zombies dressed as Niu Wuhe and Sanmao in the dense forest under Qinglong Mountain were staring at the Yao hunters. The Yao hunter opened his mouth wide in fear and slowly retreated.
The two zombies on the ground sat up slowly as the hunter retreated.
How can a zombie sit? Could it be that the zombies have cheated the corpses? When the Yao hunter saw this, he was so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth anymore, and his legs wouldn't leave.
Zhu Yeqing, a corpse chaser lying on the ground, suddenly screamed: Fake the corpse, cheat the corpse!
As if hearing a command, the two zombies let out a ghostly cry of "vomit" and "vomit". With a stiff body, he actually stood up.
The Yao hunter shouted in fear: Ah...... Sound through the jungle.
The corpse chaser shouted: Lao Jun's law, happy god action!
The two zombies screamed in vomit, jumping and hopping, forming an equilateral triangle with the corpse chaser, which just surrounded the Yao hunters in the center.
The Yao hunters were terrified, but they didn't seem to be able to escape the encirclement of the corpse chasers.
The hunter shouted helplessly, "Zombies, zombies......
Zhu Yeqing, the corpse chaser, quickly chanted: Yang people are on their birthdays, and they are happy to die! Yang people are longevity, and they are happy to die......
A zombie jumped over and wrapped its arms around the Yao hunter's waist. Another zombie pounced and pinched the hunter by the neck.
Ah——!h The Yao hunter screamed in horror.
★ The rapid march turned out to be on the wrong track?
Leopard Ziyu Yamanaka.
The reconnaissance platoon, under the guidance of the guide Lao Zhou, began an arduous march through the mountains. Trekking through mountains and rivers, climbing cliffs and crossing streams. Those sheep intestine paths, intermittent and looming.
In the late autumn in the mountainous area of Xiangxi, the sun sets early, coupled with the cloudy sky, just on the road, the forest is already foggy, and night has fallen.
Zhang Hu anxiously looked at his watch: half past three in the afternoon. He asked: Brother Zhou, it's time to make a reservation. Have you arrived at Qinglong Mountain?
Lao Zhou said unhurriedly: Platoon commander, not yet.
Zhang Hu asked: What? Haven't arrived yet? Where are we now?
Lao Zhou looked at the surrounding mountains, and his face was full of confusion: it seemed to be ...... Still in Leopard Ridge.
Zhang Hu: What? Are we still wandering around the Leopard Ridge Mountains?
Lao Zhou: Probably ...... Right!
Zhang Hu shrugged his sword eyebrows, stared at the guide suspiciously, and asked: Brother Zhou, we have walked at least sixty miles in these three and a half hours, why haven't we reached Qinglong Mountain yet? Is it the wrong way?
The guide, Lao Zhou, was sweating profusely. He looked at the way he came and went, and said with sincerity: Platoon commander, you will never go wrong! Every time I enter Qinglong Village, I take this road, and I heard that it is nearly half of the main road and there are bends.
Zhang Hu stared at it: Since it is nearly half of the road, why hasn't he reached Qinglong Mountain yet?
Lao Zhou Zhiwu: This ...... I don't understand! He was sweaty and embarrassed by Zhang Hu's questioning, so he looked so pitiful, so he looked at the deputy platoon commander Zhao Yue for help.
Zhao Yue saw that Lao Zhou was pitiful, and hurriedly said: The platoon commander is over. Lao Zhou is the old Xiangxi, I don't think the road will go wrong, but I'm afraid that he miscalculated the distance of the journey.
Zhang Hu said solemnly: The scheduled battle plan was disrupted twice, and disobeying military orders was secondary, and the important thing was that Zhu Yeqing might take the opportunity to escape.
Zhao Yue knew that the matter was serious, and hurriedly asked: Platoon commander, what do you say?
Zhang Hu said without hesitation: Speed up, and after reaching the Qinglong Cliff, immediately launch an attack!
Zhao Yue's "accelerate" order continued to be passed back, and the reconnaissance platoon shot like an arrow off the string, shooting towards the vast Qinglong Mountain in the twilight.
The more Zhao Yue thought about it, the more angry he became: This operation is really fucking evil! Fart in the crotch of your pants - something always goes wrong, but I ran into this weird Xiangxi corpse gang! It's all delayed by them!
At the mention of the corpse gang, Lao Zhou hurriedly explained: Two platoon commanders, this is not something that our troops are willing to encounter. Xiangxi people go out, and Tuxi is a straight word. It's nothing more than stopping and giving way! I heard that the old man of the official mansion had to retreat when he encountered the corpse gang, not to mention other passers-by.
Zhang Hu emphasized: However, Zhou Laojiao, we are not the old government, we are the People's Liberation Army on urgent combat missions!
Lao Zhou hurriedly said: Hi! Who doesn't say that? This hateful corpse chaser gang just let us run into it!
The second squad leader said sarcastically: Brother Zhou, not only was he delayed by the corpse gang, but he also took the wrong path, right?
Lao Zhou hurriedly said: Yes, yes, yes! In fact, it is common to run into corpse gangs and go the wrong way in Xiangxi! Besides, I don't walk this road very often, but I walk it once or twice a year!
Zhang Hu was on fire in his heart, and listened with a cold face. The pace of the reconnaissance platoon march was always rapid.
Lao Zhou, even if he is a hunter in the mountains, has to show the strength to track his prey if he wants to keep up with the pace of the reconnaissance platoon.
After a while, Lao Zhou said mysteriously: Platoon commander, the people of Xiangxi have been called 'Nanban' since ancient times. Here are three major witchcrafts! Even the military strategists who have fought here since ancient times, such as Zhuge Liang, Zeng Guofan, Hunan Army, and National Army, have not failed to pay attention to these folk customs. We've just come across one.
Zhang Hu was shocked in his heart, and said secretly: It seems that Lao Zhou, a hunter in Xiangxi, is not simple, and he can't see through it! Hurriedly asked: Listening to what you said, there are still two monsters that didn't make our reconnaissance platoon meet?
Lao Zhou ran two steps and followed Zhang Hu and said: That's it.
Zhang Hu walked briskly, browsing the vast mountains and forests in front of him, but pondered the guide's words: It seems that this Yao family Lao Zhou is very knowledgeable! His eloquence is also good. I'm afraid there is some origin! I'll have to probe the depths of his city.
However, the corpse gang and the wrong path have been like two big stones, pressing his heart. (About the author: Wang Tianxiang, a senior journalist and writer, has published 42 novels and other monographs, written more than 200 episodes of TV dramas, created dozens of TV films on history, culture, scenery, documentaries and other topics, published hundreds of articles in various newspapers and periodicals, and published more than 1,000 online articles.) ）