Ya Shuo realized that the two of them had disappeared and immediately became anxious. Several possibilities flashed through his mind. Could it be that the Japanese who had just come down the mountain had found them and taken them away? However, he quickly ruled out this possibility. If the Japanese found out that there were cats here, they would immediately consider the safety of the firearms and return to the cave. However, the Japanese had not returned to the mountain yet, so Ya Shuo ruled out this possibility. Then there was another possibility. The two of them saw that Ya Shuo had not returned for a long time and guessed that something had happened. They either rushed down the mountain in fear or had already gone up the mountain to look for him. Ya Shuo did not find any traces of them on the way back from the top of the mountain. It was probably that the two cowards had already gone down the mountain. However, the mountain road here was not easy to walk on. If they were not careful, they might meet the Japanese. Thinking of this, Ya Shuo was at a loss. Should he find the two of them or find a place to rest for the night? If he were to find the two of them, how would he find them in the dark? As he was thinking, he suddenly heard someone calling his name from afar. Ya Shuo followed the direction of the sound and shone his flashlight. It was Uncle Dong and Kai Zi.
"Where did you two go? Didn't I tell you to wait for me here?”
"When it was almost dark, we saw that you hadn't come down yet. Uncle Dong said that we should find a place to spend the night before it was completely dark. Otherwise, it would be difficult to find it when you came down and you couldn't even see your fingers."
"Haha, I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful. Have you found the place?"
" I've found it, I've found it. After I find it, I'll hurry over to pick you up. I'm afraid that no one will be anxious when you see it," Uncle Dong said.
"Hehe, I didn't come back when it was dark. Have you ever thought that I was eaten by the fox immortal?"
"Uncle Dong said that he saw that with your skills, the fox basically couldn't kill you, so he was very assured that nothing would happen to you."
"Hey brother, is there really a fox immortal on the mountain top? Isn't this mountain very evil?" Uncle Dong's face suddenly turned serious.
Let's go eat something first. I'll tell you guys about it after we're done."
As the three of them spoke, they arrived at the resting place that Uncle Dong and Kaizi had found. The place they had found was not bad. It was a clean open space halfway up the mountain. It was surrounded by trees and was far from the road where the Japanese were driving. It was not easy to be discovered. The three of them plopped down on the ground. The ground was covered with fallen leaves, which had accumulated over time. It was comfortable to sit down. Kai Zi casually picked up the fallen leaves beside him and lit a fire. Uncle Dong took out the game from his bag and said that he was lucky enough to encounter it when he went up the mountain to look for Ya Shuo this morning. Ya Shuo saw that it was two pheasants and was overjoyed. After a busy day, the few of them quickly plucked the pheasants and set up a bonfire to barbecue the game.
During the barbecue, the three of them chewed on their cornbread and talked about Yashuo's experience after he went up the mountain. Ya Shuo told him everything he had seen and heard. When it came to the glass cabinet, Uncle Dong was stunned. His mouth was stuffed with cornbread and his eyes were staring blankly. Ya Shuo saw that his expression was not right, so he asked him if the male corpses were all familiar faces in the village. When Ya Shuo asked, Uncle Dong started crying like a child.
Ya Shuo and Kai Zi panicked and quickly comforted Uncle Dong that he could not be resurrected. At the same time, they expressed their anger at the cruel methods of the Japanese and swore that if a war really broke out one day, they would definitely avenge those innocent people. After a few words of comfort, perhaps Uncle Dong had cried a few times to vent, he slowly calmed down and spoke.
The first male corpse that Ya Shuo saw was the one with a red birthmark on his forehead. It was a farmer in the village, Yang Dandan. Because he was bold, his egg and gall were the same, so he was called " Yang Dandan ". Yang Dandan was born nameless. His parents were farmers and had no education, so they didn't know what to call him. They always called him " dog ". Later, after Yang Dadan became an adult, he raised a few chickens. After the chickens laid eggs, he sold them for a few dollars. As time passed, he raised more and more chickens and opened a chicken farm. He felt that it was not good for him to be nameless, but he was also uncultured. This was because the most important thing for raising chickens was to lay eggs, and the bigger the egg, the better. Therefore, for the sake of good luck, he decided to give himself a name. He called himself Big Egg Yang.
Yang Dadan had been running a chicken farm for a few years and had made a lot of money. Later, he married a wife and raised a child. His business grew bigger and bigger, and his heart became wilder and wilder. Because the chicken farm needed to buy chicken feed and prevent chicken plague, he had to invest a lot in the early stage. In the later stage, when the chicken laid eggs and deducted the cost, he always felt that it was too slow to make money. He thought of ways to make money quickly, the best was to make money without cost. Later on, someone gave him an idea. They said that Fox Mountain was famous for its foxes. The foxes could be skinned to make fur coats and the meat could be sold. Moreover, these foxes were ready-made. There was no need to specially feed them, nor did they need to take any precautions. There was no cost in the early stages. Yang Dadan felt that it made sense, so he went up the mountain with a few people to hunt foxes.
Uncle Dong mentioned the forest where they hunted yesterday. It was a hunting ground that all the villagers knew. Yang Dadan and the others only stayed there for a few days and nights. They really killed a few foxes. When they went down the mountain, they skinned them and sold their meat. This trip really earned more than three months of running a chicken farm. Think about it, the fur of this fox is so valuable. The winter in the northeast is so cold that the purchase price of fox fur is definitely high. Yang Dadan tasted the sweetness and went to the forest to fight the fox the next day. He didn't fight anything else but the fox. Because foxes were very demonic, no one dared to touch them over the years. Even if they encountered them hunting, they would let them go. Therefore, there were still many foxes in the forest at that time. Yang Dadan naturally did not believe in evil, nor did he listen to advice. The act of killing foxes became more and more frequent. Later, he simply sold the chicken farm and only focused on killing foxes.
After fighting for some time, the foxes would face extinction. Moreover, the foxes would also send messages to each other. They probably knew that the forest at the foot of the mountain was not safe anymore. Someone who did not believe in evil had come. They were not like those people in the past who would let them live when they saw them. Therefore, many foxes ran up the mountain and no longer dared to wander around the forest halfway up the mountain. Yang Dadan squatted in the forest for a few days and found that there was no fox. He was very anxious. The chicken farm was sold, and now it was the fox's way out. Without the fox, it would be impossible. Therefore, he discussed with a few people who often hunted and went to the deep mountains to hunt foxes.
At first, his family refused to agree, saying that enough was enough. Killing foxes was not a long-term solution. No matter how many foxes there were, there would be a day when they all died. The chicken farm could be used for a long time, but how could Yang Dadan listen? So on a night when his wife and children were asleep, he made an appointment with several people who often went hunting and went into the mountains together. Since then, he never came back.
Yang Dadan's story quickly spread throughout the village. The village chief arranged for a few brave and kind-hearted villagers to go to the deep mountains to help find Yang Dadan, but these people never returned. Therefore, the legend of Fox Mountain was spread to the gods. Moreover, the words of the common people spread and became more and more exaggerated. Everyone agreed that Yang Dadan had angered Hu Immortal and suffered retribution. He did not expect that he would die at the hands of the Japanese. At this point, Uncle Dong choked up again.
Ya Shuo asked Dong Shuyang when he had gone missing. Dong Shuyang thought about it and said that it was about half a year ago. Ya Shuo became suspicious. He said that people who had been dead for half a year had not decomposed yet. Moreover, their expressions were extremely terrified. What happened before they died? Or what did they see? Kaizi suddenly interrupted," Oh right, my Japanese boss's letter said... war... bacteria... something. Do you still remember that I told you about this? Could it be that Yang Dadan's death has something to do with these words?"”
Kaizi's words woke him up from his dream. Yashuo slapped his thigh and said,"How could I forget about this?" Then he said to the other two,"Yang Dadan and the others were probably tortured to death by bacteria before they died. The Japanese's war is not as simple as guns. They probably used other means besides guns, such as…bacteria experiments.”
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