mtlumby2d Chapter 251 What? You are going to Gege Village?
Chapter 251 What? You are going to Gege Village?
The leader spoke for a long time, his mouth was dry, he lifted up the white porcelain teacup and blew the tea leaves on the surface, took a big sip of tea, and continued:
"Ten years ago, a new young mayor came to the town. He refused to believe this and went to Gege Village to do work.
As a result, he was found unconscious at the entrance of Gege Village.
When he woke up, everyone asked him what happened.
He said he saw a giant python at the entrance of Goge Village. Its eyes were as big as lanterns and its waist was bigger than three oil drums put together.
After this rumor spread, no one dared to approach Gege Village anymore.”
He Yi frowned. After listening to his leader's words, he wanted to give up.
He didn't care, but Zuo Zixuan was pregnant and blind. If this was really as weird as the leader said, he really didn't dare to take the risk.
Zuo Zixuan, who was sitting next to him, thought for a moment and said:
“There is nothing that cannot be solved by science.
I suspect there are three possibilities.
The first possibility is that these waves of people who passed by several times may have accidentally inhaled some kind of toxic fog that interfered with the nerves, and everything they saw was an illusion.
The second type, I once read a miscellaneous book, which said that in some places, due to the geographical characteristics, the environment will change in different time periods.
For example, in the same place, when certain plants bloom in the surrounding area in the morning, they will release a hallucinogenic substance. When people smell it, they will have hallucinations and may even spin in circles.
At noon, a poisonous rain might fall for no apparent reason.
By the afternoon, the land absorbed the poisonous rain, which evaporated and combined with the hallucinogenic substances from plant blooms in the air to form a toxic fog.
The third type is purely man-made.”
The leader was confused by what he heard, but He Yi and others nodded repeatedly.
"So according to what you said, we can't enter this Gog Village no matter what?"
The leader asked doubtfully, Zuo Zixuan has already mentioned so many possibilities, so why do they still want to go?
Zuo Zixuan shook his head and said, "Even machines have to take a break, let alone nature.
Even if it is man-made, don't people also have time to rest?
During these twenty-four hours, there must be a period of time that is completely safe.
But even if it's not safe, I can get in.
Currently, there is no poison in this world that my Hundred Poisons Clear cannot cure."
After hearing this, the leader trembled his thick black eyebrows and said, "How about I arrange a small team to go down with you?"
Zuo Zixuan shook her head, reached into her small bag, and took out a large white bottle.
“Leader, we went there to seek medical treatment, not to cause trouble.
They want to live an isolated life, but we bring a large group of people to disturb their lives, which is very rude.
However, if we haven't returned after a week, we must be in trouble.
Please ask the leader to arrange someone to pick us up.
Here are three hundred Hundred Poison Clear pills. When you reach the village gate, put one in your mouth and you will be immune to all poisons. I guarantee you will be able to enter the village smoothly."
Xu Qingfeng took the medicine bottle from Zuo Zixuan's hand, stood up and placed it in front of the leader.
The leader picked up the medicine bottle and shook it, then nodded and agreed, "Okay, then let's do as Xiao Zuo said. If you don't come back within seven days, I'll arrange for someone to pick you up."
After everyone agreed, the leader arranged a car to take them to town.
It takes about seven hours by bus, but only five hours by special car.
They set out after lunch and arrived in town at a little after six o'clock.
There is a government guest house in the town, but it only has five rooms.
But because there are few travelers in the town who would stay there, the house is almost in a semi-abandoned state.
There are no waiters specifically responsible for the work of the guest house.
Because it is next to the government, the uncle guarding the government gate is responsible for both registration and opening the door of the guesthouse.
The old man may have worked in the government for some years, and his tone and style of speaking and doing things are similar to those of a government worker.
"Where are the letters of introduction?" Xu Qingfeng handed the letters of introduction of several people to the old man.
The old man, wearing reading glasses, turned the four pieces of paper over and over, looked at them more than ten times, but didn't say a word.
He Yi sighed, took out his wallet, took out two dollars and handed them to Xu Qingfeng, then nodded to the old man who was watching them out of the corner of his eye.
Xu Qingfeng pouted and stuffed the money directly into Song Yingyan's hand.
Song Yingyan, with a clown face, walked up to the old man, stuffed the money into his hand, and muttered something in dialect.
The old man put the money into his bag with a smile on his face, and said that he would book two of the best rooms for them.
As soon as the door was opened, a pungent musty smell hit him in the face. Xu Qingfeng looked at the gray walls and the dark earthen kang in the room, and said woodenly:
"Master, is this the best room?"
The old man turned around and looked at Xu Qingfeng triumphantly and said:
"Yes, in the entire guesthouse, only these two rooms don't leak.
You can look at the stars directly from the roofs of other rooms while lying down.
Besides, the bedding in these two rooms was changed half a year ago, so it is very clean. "
Everyone:...
Well, they are superficial, and now they have really broadened their horizons.
After the old man opened the door, he handed out a kerosene lamp to each room, hummed a little tune in dialect, and left with his hands behind his back.
Xu Qingfeng walked into the room, pulled back the quilt on the kang, and choked him so much that he turned around and ran out.
Standing at the door, gasping for breath.
This environment is even worse than the wing of the village chief's house in Changqing Village.
"When I wake up from this sleep, will I already be in the underworld?"
Zuo Zixuan, who was standing at the door without entering the house, said with a smile:
"Okay, can I really let you sleep on that blanket?
Open the door to ventilate the room, and put their things in the corner. I will go to your room later and get you bedding.
Come over when you are done packing, and we will cook a mutton hotpot tonight."
"Eating mutton soup hotpot? I like this!
It will be ready soon.”
After saying that, he pulled Song Yingyan and ran into the house to clean.
He Yi had already entered the room, rolled up the bedding on the kang and threw it on the bench in the corner.
I took a small broom and cleaned the earthen kang thoroughly.
Xu Qingfeng from next door was complaining while cleaning.
“This earthen bed is really made entirely of yellow earth.
The whole kang is covered with yellow mud, and there is only a gray sheet on it. How can I sleep on it? "
Song Yingyan wiped the table with a rag, turned around and said with a smile:
“This is considered advanced equipment here.
People in the village spread straw on top, sleep on it, and use it as a blanket.
We are much poorer here than in Xiang City, otherwise I wouldn't have studied so hard.
Just to have a good future and get out of this poor place."
As he was talking, he paused while wiping the table, lowered his head and said with a sad face:
"As fate would have it, I'm back to this poor place again."
Xu Qingfeng pursed his lips, jumped off the kang, walked to the table and hugged Song Yingyan.
"Don't worry, now that you have met my master, your good days are still ahead."
Song Yingyan held back the tears in his eyes, sniffed, and nodded.
"Qingfeng, are you done packing? Come over for dinner."
"Okay, I'll be right there..."
Xu Qingfeng patted Song Yingyan's arm and said, "Let's go, let's go eat first."
There was a small aluminum basin on the kerosene stove, with milky white mutton soup bubbling in it.
On the table there was an aluminum lunch box filled with meat slices and a bamboo basket of vegetables.
When everyone was present, they poured the meat and vegetables into the pot and started cooking. In a few minutes, the aroma filled the entire room.
Just as everyone was about to start moving, the door of the room was pushed open.
The gatekeeper stuck his head in through the crack in the door, sniffed with his nose wrinkled, and said with a grin:
"Are you eating? I'll bring you some steamed buns with wild vegetables."
Xu Qingfeng and Song Yingyan stared at the big head sticking in with their mouths wide open, while He Yi sighed quietly and said with a fake smile:
"Master, haven't you eaten yet?
If you don't mind, come in and have a meal with us."
The old man carried his lunch box, walked into the house quickly and sat down at the table.
"I don't mind, I don't mind..."
After the dishes were cooked, everyone picked up the dishes from the bowl with their chopsticks. The old man just watched and swallowed his saliva, but did not pick up his chopsticks.
Xu Qingfeng said curiously:
"Uncle, what are you looking at? Eat..."
The old man raised the lunch box in his hand and handed it to the basin, "How about you put some in the lunch box for me?"
Xu Qingfeng said with a smile: "How do I know what you want to eat?"
"I'll eat whatever you pick up."
Xu Qingfeng had no idea what the old man was talking about, but he was still ready to pick up his chopsticks to help him pick up some food.
He Yi stopped Xu Qingfeng's chopsticks and said to the old man:
"Uncle, we are not that particular. Just pick up whatever you want to eat."
Seeing that He Yi didn't seem to be joking, the old man took out his chopsticks from his arms, picked up the teapot beside him, and rinsed it with water.
After shaking it dry, he carefully picked up a piece of cabbage with his chopsticks and put it in the lunch box and ate it in small bites.
Only then did Xu Qingfeng understand that the materialistic old man was afraid that they would dislike his dirtiness, so he did not dare to pick up the food with his chopsticks.
He reached his chopsticks into the bowl, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his lunch box.
"It's meat. We cut it this afternoon in Tan City. It's still fresh."
"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you..."
The gatekeeper's humble appearance at this moment was completely different from the mercenary old man before.
If it weren't for the big black mole on his chin, they would have thought he was a different person.
The old man took a small gourd from his waist and shook it in his hand, "Want a couple?"
He Yi thought about it and nodded, "Xuan Xuan, do you have a small glass?"
Zuo Zixuan shook her head. "There are no glass ones, but there are some small bamboo cups that my father made for fun."
"Okay, let's make do with it."
Zuo Zixuan rummaged in her bag, took out the cup and placed it in her palm.
Everyone thought they were big bamboo cups, but they turned out to be a few bull's-eye cups slightly larger than a thumb.
He Yi took the cup, picked up the old man's small gourd, and poured three cups.
He gave one cup to the old man, one cup to Song Yingyan, and kept one cup for himself.
"This young man doesn't want to drink?" The old man looked at Xu Qingfeng, who was eating so much, with amusement.
“He’s a kid, he can’t drink, we drink, don’t bother him.
Come on, take a sip..."
Before Xu Qingfeng could speak, He Yi took over.
In his eyes, isn't Xu Qingfeng just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old kid?
After a few sips of wine, everyone started talking.
"Where are you going, young man? Or are you here in town for something?"
The old man took a sip of wine and asked with a smack.
"We are going to the village of Goge to seek medical treatment."
The old man almost stumbled and fell under the table.
"What? You're going to Gog Village?"