Chapter 222 The petrified light bulb and... Shan Nan?
A gust of wind blew by, the leaves rustled, and the mist seemed to exude some kind of cold atmosphere.
Lin Yi has also been hiking in the mountains. He has felt the rhythm of the wind blowing on the forest waves in the mountains and on the top of the mountain. It is the breath of the forest and contains the vitality of the mountain.
But in this dense mountainous forest shrouded in fog, Lin Yi seemed to be isolated from the world. Apart from the smell of death and coldness, he could not feel any "living" breath.
This mountain... seems to be dead.
His ears caught a hint of noise hidden in the forest waves.
It is a nocturnal species!
Deep in the mist, the overlapping lush forest leaves were like nets laid out one after another, finally blocking out the sunlight, and in that area, there were obviously some sneaky things that stayed here all year round...
As if they felt that their territory had been invaded, they slowly squirmed out, their bodies rubbing against the dead leaves and the damp old bark, making a rustling sound.
Lin Yi followed his feelings and looked through the misty forest miasma and thick fog to see the shapes of those things.
Wait...
Are those... nocturnal species?
Lin Yi looked at it intently, and just now he was able to get a glimpse of the situation inside.
It seems to be something that cannot be distinguished as a human or a big snake, and it is not clear whether it is the texture of a sculpture or a pseudo-human being. It can only be said to be a life form that is a fluid mixture of solid and liquid...
It is like a pool of viscous liquid, slowly crawling out.
Lin Yi didn't know whether to call it "it" or "them". That thing was like the fusion of countless nocturnal species and pseudo-human beings.
"Xian, Brother Xian..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but touch the corners of Mu Daxian's clothes, and he was naturally aware of their existence.
When it appeared, Mao Feiyang had a terrifying feeling that he accidentally fell into the entrance of an underground snake cave and was locked by the terrifying snake in the cave.
He felt that the hair all over his body stood on end.
That dense forest is like a cave, and there are a lot of nocturnal species and pseudo-humans living in the cave!
If Ge Qing and Nie Yun are new pseudo-human beings, then all the ones here are old among the pseudo-human beings, and even some who are old but not dead are considered monsters!
"Leave them alone." Mu Daxian has become accustomed to it. He seems to be able to sense the dividing line between light and darkness deep in the jungle, and he can always move along the border with Mao Feiyang.
"This...really doesn't matter? Just let them stare at us?" Mao Feiyang asked in a low voice.
"What if?" Mu Daxian glanced at him, "You jump in and open a Wushuang?"
Mao Feiyang pursed his lips: "I can't open it..."
"If you can't open it, just follow me honestly." Mu Daxian was saying, suddenly his eyes lit up and his tone became much brighter, "Hey, I found one!"
Mao Feiyang looked around in real time and saw a street light pole in front of Mu Daxian.
It's just that it is a street light pole without any number.
Furthermore, beside the lamppost, there are two humanoid sculptures that have been completely petrified.
These two sculptures maintain a painful look, as if they were carved out of the drowned person's appearance before death and then made into sculptures to place here.
"That's... the dead newborn dummy?" Lin Yi's eyes lit up, as if he thought of something.
"Brother Xian, there is no street light number!" Mao Feiyang said anxiously.
Mu Daxian's voice came from the front: "What I'm looking for is the unnumbered street light pole."
Mao Feiyang was startled, and seemed to understand something, so he hurriedly followed.
I saw Mu Daxian coming under the lamppost. He first moved the two human sculptures away, then squatted down and pushed aside the dead leaves piled up on the base beside the lamppost. He checked the number on the base, then stood up and looked at the lampshade.
"Very good, the light bulb is still there."
Mu Daxian immediately broke the arm of a human sculpture, then climbed up the lamppost on the human sculpture, broke the lampshade with the arm of the sculpture, and reached out to take out the light bulb inside.
Lin Yi quickly looked around and saw Mu Daxian holding a ball the size of a billiard ball in his hand. The ball had been completely petrified and looked like the kind of stone ball the stone lion at the municipal gate held in its mouth.
But there are simple concentric circles on the surface of the stone ball. It looks... really like a stone billiard ball.
Mu Daxian put the petrified light bulb into the cloth bag he carried with him, then grabbed the sculpture arm in his hand and continued to move forward.
"Brother Xian, are those two..." Mao Feiyang followed and pointed at the two human sculptures, especially one of them, which Mu Daxian ruthlessly used as a hammer...
"Yes, they are the newly born pseudo-human beings." Mu Daxian said, "Only they can get close to the street lamp pole, and then absorb the extraordinary power of the street lamp little by little, and finally achieve the purpose of replacing the street lamp with one." Aging?" Mao Feiyang's eyes widened, "Isn't that a stone that contains extraordinary power?"
Mu Daxian paused in his steps and waved his hand, as if he wanted to cover all these phalanxes of sculptures all over the mountains and plains: "Don't forget, they are all "stones", and..."
He looked back at Mao Feiyang and sneered: "Angel sculptures... are also stones."
Hairy scalp instantly went numb: "You mean...this light bulb has something to do with 'sculpture'?!"
"Could it be that...there must be an antidote to poisonous things? These light bulbs and the puppets are in a mutually reinforcing relationship?"
Mu Daxian took a deep look at Mao Feiyang: "You little Zi’s understanding is indeed good, it’s pretty much what you thought, but the details are still a bit lacking.”
“Uh...I guessed it right?” Mao Feiyang was also a little surprised. He just reacted faster than he thought, so he just said it blindly.
There was no conversation along the way. The two spent some time, but they only collected two more petrified light bulbs.
"It seems that this thing is hard to find..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but sigh.
"It's hard to find." Mu Daxian affirmed, "Only veteran art students know the wonderful use of petrified light bulbs, and this skill is often passed down through actual combat."
"If I die in battle in the future, I will leave this skill to you to pass on to the next person with good talent. Art is embryonic. "
"Huh?" Mao Feiyang was stunned, "Why die in battle?"
"I'm just giving you a vaccination, don't be nervous." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang's shoulder, as if he didn't take life and death as a matter of fact, he was just fulfilling some kind of role as a guide.
“By the way, what are we collecting these petrified light bulbs for?” Mao Feiyang asked.
"Cover the aura." Mu Daxian said, "Of course, the main thing is to cover up the aura that belongs to Him on you."
"His aura will only fade with the passage of time, but theoretically speaking, that aura will not dissipate until the Laughing Angel comes out and kills you, and the good news is that we have survived the whole night..."
"So it's okay to last one more night?"
"You're overthinking, this breath can last at least two or three days, even if it's not enough to cover a period of gray fog invasion, it's enough to kill you."
h "Ah? Can you just rely on the petrified light bulb?" Mao Feiyang was a little panicked, but it didn't seem to be what he said at first!
Did Brother Xian just say that to reassure himself?
How can we ensure that what we are saying now is not reducing the "consequences" just to reassure ourselves?
"Hey, plans can't keep up with changes!" Mu Daxian said earnestly, "Human, although you can keep making plans, sometimes changes force you to pick up a plan that you originally abandoned..."
"It's only been two days since I've known you, kid, and I've lived such a fulfilling life in this little life..."
Mao Feiyang: "..."
"I think it's almost enough to find one or two petrified light bulbs." Mu Daxian said.
Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth and said seriously: "That can't be careless!"
After speaking, Mu Daxian suddenly said: "Hey, I found another one!"
"Hey, there's a lamppost over there too! I found one too!" He said excitedly taking credit.
"Not over there, it's in the opponent's territory, don't go in." Mu Daxian's voice came from the front, extinguishing Mao Feiyang's passion.
Mao Feiyang calmed down and took a look, and couldn't help but find that the position of the street lamp pole was already on the line dividing light and shadow. Although there were still sparse spots of light, they could be swallowed up by darkness at any time.
"The light is tilting..." he sighed.
"That's right, we actually don't have much time left. If we can't find it here, we have to find another place." Mu Daxian explained while taking off the light bulb on the street light pole in front of him.
Mao Feiyang followed him and continued to observe.
"Hey, Brother Xian, Brother Xian! There seems to be someone yelling over there!" Mao Feiyang saw something and couldn't help but stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Mu Daxian's clothes.
Mu Daxian looked immediately and found a figure in the direction that Mao Feiyang pointed!
“Could he be a pseudo-art student?” Mao Feiyang whispered.
"Don't worry, let's see what's going on first." Mu Daxian put away the third petrified light bulb, secretly ran up to the bushes on a small slope with Fei Yang, and used the shade of the trees to cover up their traces, and then observed the guy.
It was a burly old man wearing a khaki jacket and a sleek hairstyle. He was waving a hoe and digging something near the street light pole.
"Why did an uncle suddenly appear in this school?" Mao Feiyang asked.
Mu Daxian shook his head and said, "How would I know? Just look first!"
Mao Feiyang didn't know who it was, but Lin Yi recognized it at a glance.
"Isn't this the "Shannan"?"
Shannan is one of the students who entered the school on the afternoon of May 8th. Because he is older, he feels like he stands out among all the experience students.
Lin Yi recalled that the first time he saw Shan Nan was when he returned to the classroom after lunch, and then around 15 o'clock, Shan Nan left the classroom...
He didn't remember much about the specific time. In short, he remembered that he left in the afternoon, and then saw him again after dinner...
To be honest, he didn't even know if he went to the cafeteria for dinner.
Memory is always so wonderful and will complete the closed loop in a magical way.
From what he can see now, when Shan Nan left, he went to dig something in the mountains, so there was so much dust on his body.
But judging from the situation at night, Shannan seemed to have encountered something.
Could it be that he dug something serious and took it away, which attracted some attacks from nocturnal species? Lin Yi guessed.
But as he observed, he soon discovered that Shan Nan had actually dug out... a bag from near the street light pole!
"A bag? Wait! It's that bag!" Lin Yi's pupils shrank slightly. He remembered that when Shan Nan returned to the classroom in the evening, he was still carrying a bag!
"That's not right. In other words, he dug this bag out from under the lamppost?"
"How did he know there was a bag here? Who buried it, and how did he tell him after he buried it?!"
Mao Feiyang also realized the problem and couldn't help but said: "Damn, Brother Xian, how did that man dig out a bag?"
Mu Daxian squinted his eyes tightly and stared at Shan Nan thoughtfully. Gradually, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes. It means... so interesting..."
"Huh?" Mu Daxian's smile frightened Mao Feiyang, "Brother Xian, don't scare me, what's going on?"
Mu Daxian sneered: "It seems... some "external forces" also have the idea of a campus..."
"Huh?" Mao Feiyang was startled, but suddenly held his breath.
Because he saw Shan Nan move.
I saw Shan Nan open the bag, unzip the mountaineering bag, and then spread out all the contents of the two bags, and then assembled them with extremely skillful movements...
Lin Yi couldn't see what Shan Nan was doing because he was too far away. He could only see that the mountaineering bag was filled with some weird parts. When these parts were assembled, they gradually turned into a skeleton-like thing...
【I wouldn’t be surprised if he took out an RPG from his bag...】This sentence suddenly came to Lin Yi’s mind, but from now on, Shan Nan is obviously doing something even more outrageous than rubbing an RPG with his hands...
I saw the mountain man put the assembled things on his body, then put away the two bags, checked the direction, and then ran around the mountains like Tarzan. After a few ups and downs, he disappeared from the sight of several people.
"Brother Xian, he...has turned into Tarzan?"
Thanks to book friends "usjdnshhs" and "Lop-eared Rabbit Master" for their rewards! !
(End of this chapter)