Chapter 641 Professor Yang
"You can't do it, you can't do it. If you kill the mountain god, you will be punished by God. You will be swallowed alive by the anger of the Snow Mountain."
Jiang Huangchen rushed forward in a hurry. A knife appeared in his hand and cut the nylon rope with force.
The savage quickly got up from the ground and ran away.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaofeng and the others hurriedly tried to catch up, but were caught tightly by Jiang Huangchen.
"No, if we kill the mountain god, we will be dead."
Several people were unable to run despite Jiang Huangchen's obstruction.
What's more, the snow was already so deep at this time that it almost covered my calves.
Even if the savage was injured by Qing Shui just now and didn't run very fast, not a few people could catch up.
Looking at the savage disappearing into the night, Miao Hu took a look at Jiang Huangchen.
He never expected that Jiang Huangchen would suddenly let this savage go.
"You, you..." Miao Hu wanted to say something, but held back.
After entering the mountain, although he did not encounter any danger from Tai Yanjun following Jiang Huangchen, he knew in his heart that if he really offended Jiang Huangchen to death, it would be easy for this guy to kill them all on the snowy mountain.
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Lin Xiaofeng and Fatty Huang both had cold faces, but they didn't say anything.
"We can't live here anymore. Let's travel overnight." Miao Hu glanced at the direction in which the savages were leaving.
Jiang Huangchen shook his head: "It's too dangerous to drive in the snowy mountains at night."
Fatty Huang couldn't help but said: "If you hadn't let that savage run away, wouldn't we have moved quickly if we needed to at night?"
"Let's pack up and go on the road. Find another place to stay in the first half of the night. In the second half of the night, it will be even colder in the mountains." Jiang Huangchen said.
Naturally, he knew in his heart that what he had just done was wrong, but the fear of the mountain god in his heart made him unable to watch the mountain god die in front of him.
Several people quickly packed up their tents and luggage and traveled through the night.
At this night, visibility was extremely low, and ordinary people could see up to twenty meters away.
It is extremely dangerous to travel in this situation. Fortunately, Lin Xiaofeng's eyesight is much better than that of ordinary people and he can see things a hundred meters away.
So Lin Xiaofeng walked in front, reporting the road conditions ahead to Jiang Huangchen all the time.
Miao Hu walked at the end, constantly clearing away the footprints of several people.
Jiang Huangchen thought the savage was a mountain god, but Lin Xiaofeng and the others didn't think so too.
In this snowy mountain, it is natural to be careful in everything, lest several people die in the mountain by accident.
After walking for two hours, several people were exhausted. Traveling at night was more than twice as difficult as during the day.
They reached a relatively flat place and stopped walking, instead setting up their tent.
But this time, several people did not sleep, but discussed working outside in shifts.
Of course, the girl Qing Shui was excluded.
After what happened just now, no one would be able to sleep well without someone keeping watch.
Lin Xiaofeng was guarding the first shift at night. He wore a big cotton-padded jacket, placed a folding chair and sat at the door of the tent, wishing that his whole body could shrink into the big cotton-padded jacket.
Staying vigil is a very painful thing. On the one hand, it is boring. On the other hand, it is cold.
It would probably be better if there was someone who could talk. At least talking could distract me so that I would try not to think about the problem of being cold.
Lin Xiaofeng took out a small Erguotou and took a sip, feeling warm in his stomach.
"Damn, it's good to have someone to talk to. I can't just summon a ghost to come over and chat with me."
After Lin Xiaofeng finished speaking, he picked up the wine and took another sip.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and patted the back of his head.
By the way, Jiang Huangchen said before that there are many people who have been killed by savages on this mountain.
Call two of them over to ask, maybe you can find out the origins of those savages?
Although the possibility of asking is very small, it is better to find something to do than to be bored like this.
Lin Xiaofeng is a practical person who does what he says.
He quickly took out the yellow paper, cinnabar, black dog's blood, and writing brush. After drawing the talisman, he stepped on the seven-star post and said in his mouth: "Where can the wandering souls stay? The three souls have descended early, and the seven souls are coming.
Riverside wild places, temples and villages, palaces and prisons, tombs and mountains and forests, wherever you live, come quickly... I am here to serve you, the Supreme Lord, and I am as urgent as the law!"
After reciting, Lin Xiaofeng put the yellow talisman under his feet, then huddled aside and started drinking with an Erguotou.
There are so many lonely ghosts on this mountain!
Lin Xiaofeng used this talisman, and soon there were more than a dozen ghosts wandering around his place.
But no one has heard of savages, they are all adventurous mountaineers.
Lin Xiaofeng was kind-hearted. Although he didn't ask anything, he saved these lonely souls one by one and sent them to reincarnation.
Although he didn't ask anything, Lin Xiaofeng still enjoyed it.
After working on it for half an hour, Lin Xiaofeng gradually stopped thinking about the cold problem.
Soon, another pale-faced ghost appeared. This ghost looked to be quite old, probably seventy or eighty years old. He was wearing a full set of mountaineering equipment.
"Who are you?" Lone Hun said with an expressionless expression, holding Lin Xiaofeng's hand.
Lin Xiaofeng asked habitually: "I, Lin Xiaofeng, who eats food from the underworld, ask the old man if you have seen any savages in this mountain."
After saying that, those lonely souls shook their heads and said they didn't know, and then Lin Xiaofeng began to send them to be reincarnated.
Lin Xiaofeng didn't hold out much hope and was just about to take out the talisman to send the old man to reincarnation.
What surprised him was that this lonely soul did not show a blank expression like other lonely souls.
Instead, surprise appeared in his eyes, and he hurriedly asked: "How do you know about the savages?"
"Forehead."
Lin Xiaofeng was stunned by these words and asked, "What are you talking about?"
"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Yang Zhongbao. I am a scholar who specializes in studying ancient tribal migration culture."
"Professor Yang, why did you die here?" Lin Xiaofeng took a sip of wine, feeling burning in his stomach, and then handed it to Yang Zhongbao.
A trace of regret flashed in Yang Zhongbao's eyes, and he shook his head: "I'm dead, so I can still drink."
"Who said ghosts can't drink?" Lin Xiaofeng smiled, then lightly drew a talisman on the Erguotou bottle with his finger, then took out a willow leaf from his backpack and threw a piece in.
Then, he threw Erguotou over.
Yang Zhongbao subconsciously went to pick it up, but unexpectedly he actually caught it.
"This." Yang Zhongbao didn't think about anything else. He picked up Erguotou and took a sip, his face flushed with excitement: "Good wine, I have been a lonely ghost in this snowy mountain for more than 20 years, and I didn't expect it.
To be able to drink such delicious wine.”
Chapter completed!