Gamers Are Fierce

torrential rain,

On the winding mountain road, a group of people trekked hard.

Master Tian, ​​are we really going there?

A thin local youth seemed to be hesitant, and asked in the local dialect: Hasn't there been a lot of strange things happening there recently?

Most of the people on this country bus were locals, and they knew a thing or two about the recent bizarre rumors in Dusheng Village, and their faces were a little shaken.

Although the theory of ghosts and gods is illusory, it still has a deterrent effect.

You told me not to go there, where can I go?

Tian Yourong, who used to be a soldier, had a bad temper, turned around and said, Going back to the nearest town, you have to walk for at least a few hours in this kind of heavy rain, and you will freeze to death before you get there.

There is no signal here, the ghost knows when the city will find us missing,

I want someone to come and save you now, your father is the county magistrate? The county magistrate's son still takes the bus?

The thin young man was choked silent, opened his mouth and lowered his head.

Among the passengers, outsiders began to ask the locals about the news of Dusheng Village. After hearing a few words, everyone's expressions were not very good.

Okay, okay, don't think too much, let's go to the village to find a place to rest and change clothes, and we will think of a way after the rain stops.

The driver, Tian Yourong, clapped his hands and asked the drenched crowd to follow behind him, walking towards Dusheng Village along the metal guardrail on the edge of the Panshan Highway.

Dusheng Village is indeed a rather remote mountain village.

Connecting the village head and the bus station is a concrete road that takes more than ten minutes to walk.

This cement road was built with money donated by the small boss of the construction company, Lu Maodian.

It turned out that there were only gravel paths, and when it rained, pedestrians on the road would fall and bleed if they were a little careless.

A group of depressed people are struggling to move forward in the mighty rain,

After passing a corner of the mountain road, an ordinary village among the mountains came into view.

Farmland, ponds, forests, mud-tiled houses, small villas, radios hanging on telephone poles at the entrance of the village, and all kinds of cars parked on the side of the road.

It seems that there is no difference from other villages.

...

Li Ang, who was walking alone at the end of the line, wiped the sweat from his wig with his mouth tilted, and looked at the Dusheng Village pretending to be disdainful.

Just now, he suddenly discovered that his cat's eyes had lost the function of spiritual vision, and no matter how hard he drove it, he couldn't see through the heavy rain curtain.

As for the ability of Maoyan to create illusions, it can be used normally.

Here, there is oddity.

Li Ang looked back and saw the front of the team, the driver Tian Yourong was talking with a few middle-aged villagers in raincoats and carrying hoes.

In order to prevent the farmland from being flooded by the heavy rain, these villagers, who had just returned from repairing the canal, were led by Lu Maocai, the youngest son of the village chief Lu Gui, who is also the younger brother of the client Lu Maodian.

Li Ang, who was at the back of the team, looked at Lu Maocai, a tall, strong man who was big and rough, hearty and talkative.

According to the information sent by the mule, Lu Maodian is short, fat and dark-skinned, in stark contrast to his younger brother Lu Maocai. The two brothers really have a sense of sight of Wu Song and Wu Dalang.

Unaware that someone in the team was spying on him, Lu Maocai warmly greeted the group of passengers trapped in the mountain,

Go to the home of his father, the village chief Lu Gui, to rest, drink some hot water and eat some food.

The passengers were very grateful. Many people took out wet banknotes from their wallets to pay, but Lu Maocai politely refused.

Guided by the villagers, the group arrived at the three-story villa of the village head, Lu Gui.

This small villa was built by Lu Gui’s son, Lu Maodian, with a mix of Chinese and foreign styles.

Although the house is spacious and bright, there are not many furnishings. With pale walls, it always feels too empty.

There is no way, most of the aesthetics of rural natives are like this.

Although Lu Gui was nearly seventy years old, his face was radiant and energetic, and he smiled kindly.

Because the signal was cut off during the rainstorm, he asked his son Lu Maocai to fetch clothes and meals from the villagers' homes. After the passengers changed their clothes, they gathered at the big round table to eat together.

Hosting guests is a traditional virtue of our Dusheng Village.

After drinking some wine, Lu Gui's face was a little red, and he said to the passengers with a smile: You guys, just stay in our village now, and I will make an agreement with the villagers that each family will have a room vacant tonight. , for you to live in.

When the rain stops, I will mobilize the masses to clear the road for you.

Then thank you.

The driver Tian Yourong said sincerely.

This rainstorm doesn't look like it will stop soon. Even if a bus is found missing in the city, it will be difficult to come to rescue in this rainstorm day. It's better to listen to the arrangement of the village chief.

Dad, Dad! Is the man I asked here?

A loud and rude voice sounded outside the door, and a chunky man in a suit walked into the room, followed by a woman with heavy makeup who was a circle younger than him.

There is no doubt that this short and fat man is the client of this mission, Lu Maodian, and the person next to him should be his second wife, Pan Xia.

Who is it? I didn't see it.

The village chief Lu Gui responded, and asked his daughter-in-law Jia Hong to take the wet suit from his son, and called Lu Maodian to come over for dinner.

Please someone...

The driver Tian Yourong was careful, but Lu Maodian glanced at the passengers sitting around him, closed his mouth, and kept silent about what happened just now.

Li Ang knew in his heart that Lu Maodian was referring to the person he entrusted the mule to find for him who could solve the special case.

It's just that the mountain road is cut off now, God knows if that helper will arrive in time,

In other words, he was hiding among these passengers...

As a moderately accomplished entrepreneur, Lu Maodian's passive skill is to observe people's words and emotions. He invites everyone to drink and eat food, and at the same time, he observes silently.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it seems that everyone has eaten almost,

Village head Lu Gui coughed, glanced at the crowd, and said slowly,

Presumably everyone has heard some rumors about our Dusheng Village, and those are all nonsense.

However, please don't pay attention to any movement you hear at night, just sleep.

No matter knocking and scratching at the door, or calling for help, never open the door of the house.

The words of the village chief made the passengers a little commotion, Tian Yourong pursed his lips tightly, ...What do you mean?

nothing.

A strange smile appeared on Lu Gui's old face, It's just that there will be wild boars and wolves sneaking into the village at night...

After all, he stood up, commanded the villagers, and led the passengers to their assigned houses.

Will wild boars and wolves shout for help outside the door...