New Times, New Hell

After listening to Taoist Mu's explanation, Yu Zhengdu realized that the country has always set up a special department to deal with special incidents.

He has actually guessed this point before. After all, he himself has encountered many things beyond common sense since he joined Luo Feng, but most people in daily life are not aware of this. The biggest possibility is that there are official forces secretly Dealt with.

The drought in Siling not only came suddenly and affected a wide area, but also caused very abnormal phenomena, such as some ponds dried up overnight, the water level of rivers suddenly dropped sharply, and some wells suddenly stopped producing water. Some media had already received the news and prepared to come to interview, but after the local department reported the relevant situation to the superiors, the incident was quickly suppressed. After that, the above quickly dispatched personnel from the special department, and then contacted Mu Daochang and other masters Masters, gather here.

"We plan to go to the resort area tomorrow to understand the situation and locate the place where the drought may appear." Daochang Mu said, their speculation is basically the same as Shang Que, and they think that it is likely that the torrential rain washed away the hillside before and let the things buried deep in the ground See you again.

Daoist Kou Buzhi answered from the side: "Such a severe drought has occurred in just a few days. This drought is extraordinary. It is not known whether it is caused by zombies or other monsters. We must find a solution as soon as possible, but... ..."

Yu Zhengdu saw that the faces of the Taoist priests were slightly embarrassed, and asked curiously: "Do the Taoist priests have any concerns?"

Daoist Mu shook his head and sighed, and Yuan Qing answered on his behalf: "Brother Yu, you don't know, the people here in Siling especially reject foreign ascetics. When we arrived yesterday, we wanted to find some local people to understand the situation first." , As a result, people ignored them, and even staying in a hotel, if the superior department hadn't arranged for us, the hotel might not be willing to accommodate us."

Yu Zhengdu was surprised: "There is such a thing?"

He remembered the performance of Taoist Mu and the others at the front desk of the hotel just now, and his heart suddenly dawned.

Shang Que was thoughtful: "Because of the special geographical reasons, Siling has always worshiped ghosts and not gods since ancient times. It has always formed its own system in terms of beliefs. It is true that it is not very integrated with outside religions, but it should not be to the point of exclusion. "

"I didn't expect Shang Layman to know the history of Siling." Daoist Mu was slightly surprised, and then nodded in agreement, "It is true that this place has been incompatible with outside sects since ancient times, but some national religious conferences still had representatives to go there. participated."

According to Taoist Mu, although Si Ling used to form his own system in terms of beliefs, he still had exchanges with the outside world. Until a few decades ago, due to historical reasons that everyone knows, there was a round of reshuffles among religious sects across the country. Later, although the religious order was rebuilt, Si Ling was completely invisible in the national religious system and never participated in any meetings. At the beginning, some sects tried to enter the Si Ling area, but Si Ling's resistance to outside religions was unusually strong .

Yu Zhengdu was puzzled: "Why is this happening?"

Yuan Qing said: "It is said that the superstition was completely broken here, and everyone doesn't believe it anymore."

Yu Zhengdu looked disbelieving: "This does not conform to the general law."

Generally speaking, the more isolated and backward the place, the harder it is to get rid of the worship of ghosts and gods, especially in a place with its own system like Si Ling, it is unlikely to completely abandon the past beliefs.

"I think so too." Yuan Qing approached mysteriously and said, "I think the real reason may be that the entertainment activities here are more popular, and everyone has some spiritual sustenance, so they don't believe in religion."

Yu Zhengdu was inexplicable: "...how do you say it?"

"A few years ago, I heard a fellow Taoist who passed by here mention that people in Siling especially like to watch entertainment programs." Yuan Qing had a proud expression of discovering the truth, "That fellow daoist was passing by Siling. In time for the festival, I saw with my own eyes that the township committee here distributed a set of burnt copies of the complete works of "Where Are We Going, Mom" ​​to every household..."

Yu Zhengdu was taken aback: "Why are you still stealing the record?"

"What's the matter." Yuan Qing spread his hands, "I just wanted to buy some drinks, but the canteen was full of Lei Bi and Coca-Cola."

Yu Zhengdu was speechless.

Several priests came out to eat, so a group of people went to a small restaurant while talking. As expected, the restaurant waiter saw them wearing Taoist robes, and immediately became indifferent and completely indifferent.

Yuan Qing wiped off his sweat, and said sadly: "Our original plan was to visit the resort area to see if we could find out about Hanba's whereabouts, but considering the attitude of the people of Siling towards us, it's really hard for them to cooperate. Easy to say."

Yu Zhengdu thought for a while, and suggested: "The boss and I were planning to go to the resort to find out, why don't we go together?"

Yuan Qing's eyes lit up: "That's great, if you can help to communicate with the villagers, maybe it will be smoother."

Several Taoists looked at each other. Among them, Taoist Mu has the most seniority and the highest Taoism. His opinions are all based on his opinion. After thinking for a while, Taoist Mu nodded: "I will apply with the relevant departments."

After finalizing the itinerary for tomorrow, the few people chatted casually. Yu Zhengdu didn't forget to do some homework in advance, and learned with the priests how to judge Hanba's whereabouts.

"It depends on the specific situation. Low-level baboons do not have self-awareness, and generally attack living things, such as people, livestock, etc." Dao Kou said, "But there are also baboons that look similar to ordinary people. Hard to recognize."

Yu Zhengdu humbly asked: "Then how to distinguish this kind?"

Daoist Kou was a little ashamed: "To be honest, we haven't seen a live Hanba, so we don't know."

Taoist Mu nodded: "This kind of monster has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years."

"Actually, it's not difficult to recognize." Shang Que suddenly said, "Hanba is no longer like a human being. Their behavior is very weird, such as stiff movements, and the simplest point is that Hanma can't tell that humans are eating normally. What, so no matter what you give them to eat, they will eat it."

Several Taoist priests nodded frequently when they heard it, and Taoist Master Mu even showed appreciation: "Shang Layman is really well-informed, and even knows this."

Shang Que was noncommittal and didn't answer, but fortunately, Taoist Master Mu was familiar with his style, so he didn't ask any more questions when he saw this.

The meal was finished quickly, and several people had to go back to the hotel after paying the bill. As soon as they got to the door of the restaurant, two girls ran over in a panic. One of them was looking back while running, not paying attention. Hit Yu Zhengdu and almost fell.

Yu Zhengdu quickly grabbed her arm to straighten her up, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." The girl said.

Then another person said hurriedly: "Let's go quickly, the psychopath will catch up again later."

Yu Zhengdu felt something was wrong when he heard the words, so he asked with concern: "Have you met a bad person?"

The girl who bumped into him was embarrassed and turned around and left, so she nodded: "We just met a pervert when we were shopping, who told us to eat dirt for no reason, and followed us for several blocks."

Yu Zhengdu frowned: "Eat dirt? Or is it an adjective?"

"No, eating dirt in the literal sense." The girl said it with an indescribable expression, "And he even dug a handful of dirt from the flower bed in front of us and ate it for us to see, so perverted!"

Yu Zhengdu immediately glanced at the priests when he heard the words, and sure enough, everyone's spirits were visibly lifted.

Yu Zhengdu immediately asked the girl, "Where is that person now?"

The girl was puzzled: "Why are you asking this?"

Yu Zhengdu said righteously: "Such a pervert, we have to call the police immediately and control him to prevent other victims from appearing."

The girl was moved in awe by the light of justice he radiated, and was about to point him in the direction when her friend pointed in the direction they were running and shouted: "That pervert is following up again!"

Then, ignoring Yu Zhengdu and the others, she quickly grabbed her friend and ran away.

Yu Zhengdu and the others turned their heads and saw a man in tattered clothes with an indistinguishable appearance running straight forward with his hands outstretched, shouting, "I know how to eat dirt, I really can't bear it!" will eat dirt."

If you distinguish carefully, you can also see that the person's limbs are slightly stiff.

Drought!

These two words flashed across the heads of Yu Zhengdu and the Taoist priests at the same time, and the Taoist priests immediately took out magic weapons such as copper coins, swords and gossip mirrors from their waists, and they were about to rush up after posing.

Yu Zhengdu also quickly reached out to take something out of his pocket, but he only took out a mobile phone after taking it out for a long time. He opened the phone gallery and called up a picture of a talisman to enlarge. This was Zheng Yanfa's. It is said that his father drew it himself. , Yu Zhengdu's hospitality was hard to turn down, so he had no choice but to accept it.

Yuan Qing let out a "wow" from the side: "Brother Yu, your company even digitizes talismans?"

Daoist Mu also took a look at Yu Zhengdu's cell phone photos, and exclaimed: "It's still been enlightened, the magic power is quite strong!"

Shang Que looked at them as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and asked suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Yuan Qing pointed at the man running over with stiff limbs, and said nervously, "Deal with Hanba!"

Shang Que was expressionless: "That's not Hanba."

Everyone gave him suspicious looks, Yuan Qing said: "Didn't you say that Hanba's limbs are stiff and eat strange things? That person is so stiff and eats dirt... what is it?"

Yu Zhengdu came to his senses at this time, sweated a bit, and said, "Uh, that should only be a necessary but not sufficient condition for Hanba."

In other words, although the drought mangoes have these conditions, not all the drought mangoes have this phenomenon.

Speaking of that person had already run up to them, the priests didn't care too much, and several people immediately stood in a row, standing in front of the other person, blocking his way.

The man was startled and took two steps back: "What are you doing?"

Yu Zhengdu looked at him holding two handfuls of soil with both hands, and there were traces of mud in his mouth. He frowned and asked, "Why are you eating soil?"

The man's eyes flickered: "What does it have to do with you?"

It is really none of other people's business if a person wants to eat dirt, but Yu Zhengdu is not so easy to be overwhelmed by questions, so he immediately asked: "Then why did you force the little girl to eat dirt?"

"When did I force them?" The man yelled wronged, "They said they would eat dirt, so I asked them if they are the same people as me!"

His tone was sad and indignant: "To prove that I can also eat dirt, I even ate it for them on the spot. Who would have thought that they would run away after watching it!"

The content of what he said was a bit strange, and the Taoist priests were puzzled when they heard it, but Yu Zhengdu came to his senses, looked at each other with a complicated expression, and asked: "Did you hear what they said, is it similar to 'this'?" The moon is going to eat dirt' or 'the next is going to eat dirt'?"

If I remember correctly, the two girls just said that they were shopping, and it is true that the girls who shop are easy to eat dirt.

The man nodded quickly and looked at Yu Zhengdu in surprise: "Yes, yes, that's how it is. Could it be that you are also from our country?"

"No." Yu Zhengdu calmly denied, "I am not from your country, and neither are they."

The man had a look of disbelief: "If you are not from our country, how can you eat dirt?"

He thought for a while, then approached mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Don't panic, I'm one of my own, and I won't expose you."

Yu Zhengdu: "..." Didn't you almost expose yourself?

The Taoist priests were confused, and Yuan Qing couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"

Shang Que said in a low voice: "There is no Qi country."

The man was taken aback: "How do you know?"

Yuan Qing was stunned: "Wuqi people? Who is that?"

Taoist Mu knew it, and immediately showed surprise: "Shang Layman, do you mean that this layman is Wuqimin?"

Shang Que didn't answer Daoist Mu, just looked at the man, lowered his eyes and said, "You were also washed out of the ground by the heavy rain, right?"

Legend has it that in ancient times there was a country called Wuqi, whose citizens, regardless of gender, lived in caves and ate soil. After death, their hearts would not rot, and they could re-transform into adults after being buried in the ground for a hundred years.

Everyone didn't expect that although this person was not a Hanba, he was not an ordinary person either, so they discussed it immediately and took him back to the hotel to understand the situation.

That person was indeed as Shang Que guessed, he was a citizen of Wuqi who was buried in Siling Mountain after his death. According to him, Wuqi Kingdom was originally a small overseas country, but after the vicissitudes of life, the small country was destroyed, and only a few citizens were exiled to the mainland. However, Wuqimin, who live in caves and eat soil and can be resurrected, are undoubtedly monsters to ordinary people. After several citizens were slaughtered as monsters, they had no choice but to hide their identities, and then wandered around. He wandered alone in the Siling area. Excellent, so he stayed and buried himself here before he died.

He did not know how many years he had been underground, until the mountains were washed away by the torrential rain a few days ago and he did not see the light of day again. After being reborn, on the one hand, he was familiar with the new world, and on the other hand, he carefully maintained the unenlightened caution, not daring to expose his eating of soil. , until today in the pedestrian street, when he heard the two girls say that he wanted to eat dirt, he thought that the other party was Wu Qimin who had seen the sun again, and he was pleasantly surprised by the live performance of eating soil to admit his relatives, but who knew that he scared the two girls away!

As for the stiffness of the limbs, it is only because it has been buried in the soil for too long and has not fully recovered.

The more the Wuqi citizen spoke, the angrier he became: "I kindly recognized those two people, but they didn't appreciate it. I didn't expect my Wuqi people to be so indifferent now!"

A group of people listening to him: "emmm——"

"Uh——" Yu Zhengdu explained dryly, "What they said about eating dirt doesn't mean the same as what you said about eating dirt."

Wu Qimin looked puzzled: "What does that mean?"

Yu Zhengdu: "That means poverty."

Wu Qimin was shocked: "Do poor people have to eat dirt now?"

Yu Zhengdu helped his forehead, and patiently explained to him, Wu Qimin suddenly realized, and said with emotion: "The language of Chinese people is still so broad and profound."

After confirming that this was just a misunderstanding caused by eating soil, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Originally, such a rare race should be reported to the relevant departments, but this Wuqi people can live today because of their extremely keen insight. Seeing that Taoist Mu and the others seemed to be reporting to someone, they immediately screamed in fright and begged them not to expose him.

Since ancient times, Wuqimin whose true identity was discovered was either slaughtered as a monster or studied as a resurrection object, especially when discovered by the emperor who pursued immortality, the end was even more miserable.

That Wu Qimin snotted and burst into tears, his heart was piercing: "I am the only one left in the Wuqi country. If there is something wrong with me, we will really completely destroy the country..."

Everyone: "..." This Wu Qimin's posture and lines are so proficient, and his desire to survive is so strong, it's no wonder that he can become Wu Qimin's thriving talent.

Fortunately, it's not a vicious feudal society anymore, and everyone has received advanced and equal education. Seeing him pleading so much, I couldn't bear it.

Everyone looked at each other. Daoist Kou was young and had studied Marxism, so he said, "This is not harmful to the people. It's okay if you don't report it."

These few are all close personal friends, and they are only in cooperation with the relevant departments, not superiors and subordinates. Seeing what Daoist Kou said, after thinking about it, it is absolutely necessary.

However, Daoist Mu was still cautious, and suggested: "How about, Layman Wuqi will follow us for the past few days, and make a decision according to the situation after Si Ling's matter is dealt with?"

After thinking about it, everyone thought it was Si Ling's fault, and agreed to Taoist Mu's suggestion.

After discussing things, it was getting late, and everyone went back to their rooms to rest. At this time, it was necessary to arrange Wu Qimin's accommodation. The hotel was full, so Wu Qimin could only squeeze with other people.

Wu Qimin looked at the handsome and kind-hearted Yu Zhengdu at the scene: "Can I sleep in the same room with you?"

Before Yu Zhengdu could speak, Shang Que turned his head coldly: "Do you know the four ways to write the word dead?"

Everyone:"……"

Wu Qimin:? ? ?Is this also Huaxia's new language method?

The author has something to say: Wuqi national materials refer to "Youyang Zazu" and made a private setting.

Xiaokui: I will allow you to run 49 meters first.

Wu Qimin: What does this mean?