Weird talk author drags the diary

Chapter 3 Promoting Chinese Character Culture
Yes, you don't need to find the crocodile, you can find any person!

The note on the blue light screen reminded Yu Liang, and his heart reacted immediately.

As long as it is in a place with people, the "crocodile" behind it cannot kill itself, otherwise it may be known by another crocodile, and the "crocodile" that becomes a monkey will naturally become the food of the real crocodile.

With the blessing of rationality, the crocodile will not make a choice that is not worth the loss.

Between life and death, Yu Liang's feet were much faster than usual. He tilted his head slightly, focusing on the back, and was alert to the approaching crocodile behind him.

The strength came along with the howling wind. A thick hand grabbed Yu Liang's shoulder from behind. It was a bloody mouth dripping with saliva.

It’s over.

Desperation came from his heart, but Yu Liang didn't wait for the end of his life. The crocodile employee let go of his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was some cunning in the corners of his eyes. He seemed to feel something, and left here in a hurry .

……

gone?

Yu Liang could feel his heart beating wildly, the lingering fear kept circling in his mind, and all the energy in his body dissipated. If the crocodile appeared again now, he definitely didn't have the energy to run wild again.

But no, the crocodile is really gone.

call--

As if stepping into the safety line, Yu Liang only felt the thorn of the crisis behind him suddenly dissipate, followed by a relief like a heavy burden.

Why did it leave?
In this remote place, the crocodile has the priority and absolute strength, and can easily kill itself, but the crocodile has never made a move.

Moreover, that crocodile obviously knew something. It appeared at this time and at this location, and it was still a "tour guide". If you don't know the situation, you shouldn't have a chance to escape.

Because now there are only two crocodiles left?
No, just like what he said, just eat the monkey secretly, just now is the best opportunity.

Yu Liang thought for a moment to no avail, so he had to attribute it to the game between the two crocodiles, but this does not mean that the crocodiles will let him go, he still needs to avoid being alone.

He turned his head and looked in the direction he had just fled from. Now there was only calm and calm, but the words "A monkey who can't be alone" were still displayed on the virtual blue light screen in front of him.

"Drip—" The shrill whistle of the bus came from the corner of Zoo Avenue, and the bus arrived beside Yu Liang in a blink of an eye. A young man's head poked out from the co-pilot's seat. He glanced at him and said, "New Tourists here? Get in the car first, we will go all the way. Don’t rush to ask if you have any questions, we will tell you later.”

Yu Liang nodded, and got into the car through the open front door. Now that he had triggered the monkey talk, he had no choice.

He walked into the carriage and quickly glanced at the people on board. There were not many people, and they were separated in twos and threes. He could sense from the atmosphere that this place was divided into many factions.

The faces of the driver and the co-pilot are somewhat similar, they should be brothers; there are three women sitting in the middle of the car, wearing simple makeup and talking in a low voice; On the armrest, there was a ground-length machete in his hand, a flashlight soaked in brown blood was pinned to his waist, and beside him was a huge travel bag half a person's height, stuffed to the brim; and the back row of the car On the other hand, there are a man and a woman sitting at each end, obviously they don't know each other.

Judging from their demeanor, the two people in the back row have been tense, and they are probably newcomers.

"It's almost there. It's not bad to find three new tourists in the morning." One of the three women said, "It's time for dinner, so let's do it this time."

"Alright." The driver stopped the bus on the side of the road when he heard the words. He turned his head and looked at the lone man. "How do we divide these newcomers? One on each side?"

The lone man didn't answer him, and asked the three newcomers behind, "What's your last name?"

"What's your last name?" The man in the back row was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously replied, "Xiao, my name is Xiao Zhize."

"Xiao? What Xiao?" The lone man raised his head. His hair was messy and his beard was unshaven, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he pointed directly at Xiao Zhize.

Xiao Zhize replied, "It's the zodiac sign."

"Well, good." The lone man nodded his head twice, his eyes were meaningful, "What do you do outside? You two also talk about it, and I will tell you about the situation here later."

"I'm in the financial industry." Xiao Zhize answered first. The sharp temperament of a lone man made him very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to have an opinion, he just said it honestly.

"My name is Huang Yijia, a college student." The girl on the other side replied, she was a little shy and her voice was very low.

"Yu Liang, you can be regarded as a writer." Seeing that the other two were doing the same, Yu Liang also truthfully said that he was not the first bird.

"Writer... Then you should know a lot of characters, right?" The lone man gave him a deep look, then turned to the two brothers and the three women and said, "Okay, I'll bring these newcomers. Da Wu , Ali, do you have any objections?"

The words were full of indisputable, he had no companions, he seemed to have the least advantage, but he carried the most fierce aura.

Da Wu is the driver, and Ali is the head of the three women.

The expression of Xiao Wu in the co-pilot changed immediately, and he said urgently, "I'll give it all to you? Don't you, Lao Du, hate bringing newcomers the most? You didn't..."

"Okay." However, Da Wu agreed without hesitation, "Then let's stop here today, you can get off the car."

Seeing this, Xiao Wu had no choice but to sink his face, but he didn't say a word.

Ok?
Yu Liang was slightly distracted, and took a deep look at the lone man, Old Du.

It sounds like, because of the surname "Xiao" and his status as a writer, Lao Du abnormally decided to bring in newcomers?

Is there anything special about "Xiao" and "many literacy"?
"Huang...Yijia, right? This little sister should follow us." The woman smiled charmingly, and she stepped forward gracefully, grabbed Huang Yijia's hand and said, "Our place is a gathering place for female tourists , you should come with us, we can help each other."

Huang Yijia glanced at Lao Du, she still instinctively felt that it would be better to follow the three older sisters, so she made a decision: "Okay, I will go with the older sisters."

So the four got out of the car first, and Yu Liang noticed that they were heading towards the nearby grassland animal exhibition area. Lao Du in the front seat picked up his travel bag and said to the two of them, "Come on, let's get out of the car first."

Lao Du also walked towards the grassland animal area, but at a much slower pace, as if he wanted to introduce the situation on the way.

"My surname is Du, you can just call me Lao Du." He said, "This is one of the strange stories in the world, Changhong Zoo."

"Ghost Talk World? What is that?" Xiao Zhize asked, he was still a little confused, "Changhong Zoo? Is this a script of escape room? Then how do we get out? I'm not in the mood to play this right now."

"Heh, it's true to think so, but this secret room is a bit big, and there is no escape." Lao Du smiled, and there was no warmth in his smile, "There is no key, and there is no key in this zoo."

Before Xiao Zhize and the two could react, he continued, "I'll make a long story short, don't interrupt me from now on."

Old Du's look made Xiao Zhize hold back his full of doubts.

"Here abides by all the iron rules in the world of ghost stories, the rules of writing. Every item has two basic things - name and texture. With these few things, some items collected in the zoo can be synthesized. For example..." Lao Du was thinking, he stood still and took off the huge travel bag behind him, and took out a few things from it, two flints, some homemade tinder, and an unknown bug.

"Look, now I'm making a fire." He used the flint and tinder to make a small flame, and then grabbed the dead bug and put it in. "The name of this bug is my name." Can't come up, but its 'texture' is 'worm', so combine it with fire and it will become a 'candle'."

After saying that, a torch-shaped thing appeared in Lao Du's hand, and the upper end of it was poured with red wax oil, like a candle.

"This is it!" Xiao Zhize was immediately surprised by this magical change.

"It's not candles, but this kind of torch." Although Lao Du has synthesized it like this before, he still has doubts, "I don't know why."

On the other hand, Yu Liang's heart was moved. He seemed to be able to understand it, but at the same time, he had a strange feeling.

The unburned torches are collectively referred to as 燋, and the torches used to hold them are called candles, and those placed on the ground are called 燋, but ordinary people will not understand the internal logic of this kind of verbalization.

Could it be that the existence of this world of ghost stories is to promote Chinese character culture?

(End of this chapter)