"Don't think this girl brought it with her to avoid being bitten by bugs. She just wanted to take the opportunity to touch me." I said, baring my teeth shamelessly.
"That's it." Mr. Zhang said, laughing silly along with Xiaopang and the others.
Ding Ling squinted his eyes and was speechless at my shamelessness, but he just rolled his eyes and didn't have any extreme reaction. At this time, Mr. Zhang said again: "This place is more humid and overgrown with wormwood. Although it has already
It's autumn, but there are still a lot of mosquitoes. I have some similar things here. During the night watch, if you put some in the fire for two hours, you can keep them peaceful for a night."
"Is that thing really that useful?" Ding Ling said, as if he didn't understand. Although I was also skeptical about his words, I still didn't say it out of politeness.
That night, several people took turns to keep vigil, because this time they brought a simple marching tent, and there was only one woman, Ding Ling. It was obviously not safe to let her live alone in a small tent, so I could only feel wronged to this girl.
My son and I were huddled together with everyone.
It's a bit awkward for several men to live with one woman. Fortunately, everyone already knows the relationship between us, and there is nothing unhappy about our comings and goings.
This action is not within the scope of my expertise. What to do or not to do, the main thing depends on Mr. Zhang’s idea. Generally speaking, in the next few days, I will almost do everything on the carpet.
Searching all over the place, every afternoon, I would carry something like a bamboo pole and insert it into different locations, one after another several hundred meters apart.
After inserting the bamboo pole, according to Zhang Sanye's instructions, some bowls for collecting Qi were placed under the bamboo pole.
This kind of bowl is the kind of sea bowl that was more common in the past. It is larger and shallower than the one commonly used now. When he makes this, he will first dig a one-foot-square pit under the bamboo pole, and then
, using a special technique to smear something similar to rice wine on the bottom of the bowl, murmuring a few words, then quickly buckle the sea bowl in his hand underneath, then fill it with floating soil and restore it to its original shape, leaving only the bamboo poles.
Make a mark.
Because this technique is a bit special, we can't learn it for a while, so most of the time, Ding Ling and Xiaopang are the ones who do it. As for Da Niu and Xiao Pingding, their main task is to guard the camp and pick up the food.
Some firewood or something.
I did some calculations and found that on average, Mr. Zhang would drop thirty to fifty of these bowls every day. The next morning, at dawn and before the sun came out, he would go get them by himself. In order to learn more,
I got up early and followed him. When I got up, Ding Ling also grabbed me like a sticky bean bag. Everyone was already used to this.
At first, Mr. Zhang was still a little taboo about our practice, but later he became familiar with it and didn’t take it seriously.
I found that every morning, he would take out the loose soil from the ground with a shovel, open the mouth of the bowl and carefully observe the shape and size of the water droplets on the bottom of the upside-down bowl. Then, there was a ballpoint pen in a small
He was writing and drawing in the notebook, and while writing, he looked up at the same time. For those who didn’t know, I thought he was doing geological exploration...
A few days passed like this, everything was going on in an orderly manner. Although there was no major discovery, everything went smoothly. However, as time passed, Mr. Zhang became a little tired and often stared at the fire in a daze.
I don't know what he is thinking. If you ask him, he will shake his head and say it's nothing. Maybe he didn't get enough rest. However, everyone can see that it's not the case at all.
During the night vigil, when I was bored, I told Ding Ling about the matter. After hearing this, Ding Ling smiled and said, "Look, what are you thinking about? I go out alone, maybe I am worried about my daughter.
You'd better think about yourself and stop worrying about others."
Ding Ling said, turned sideways and leaned against me, then closed his eyes and remained silent.
I thought about it, and judging by how he was dressed, Mr. Zhang seemed to have been not doing well in the past few years. When he came out this time, I didn’t know who he had entrusted his daughter to. Think about that little girl who fought with me.
From the look and demeanor at that time, you could tell that that guy was not a man that made people worry.
When I think of her, I think of Gui Gui and Xiao Ai who are left behind at home. They live in such a poor place and have no cell phone signal. They use satellite phones to communicate. The experience is too bad. After thinking about it, I simply put these things aside for the time being.
I patted Ding Ling on the shoulder and asked this beautiful girl to stay alone for a while. Feeling the urge to urinate, I picked up my pants and ran to the edge of the forest to get ready, because it was dark and windy this month, and there were howling wolves. How dare you?
Even though I didn't dare to run too far away, while hiding my figure, I could still see the flickering light of the fire outside. Although it was not bright, it did pull out a faint figure under the tree on the side.
....
A rushing stream poured down, and there was a burst of rushing noise. In this quiet night, you could really hear it from a distance. When I thought about everyone's reaction after hearing it, I blushed and felt a little embarrassed.
After adjusting the angle, the sound caused by the torrent cutting diagonally into the tree trunk was obviously much smaller.
As I was peeing, I felt awkward for a while, as if something was watching in the dark. That feeling is hard to describe, but it is really real.
Because I had a similar experience before, while I was wondering if it was a psychological effect, I was also extra careful. I looked left and right, but I didn't find anyone. I only saw a person dragging his cheeks.
Ding Ling tilted her head and pouted her mouth with contempt, as if she didn't pee...
"What are you looking at, you gangster?" I said, turning my back to her. When I turned back inadvertently, I saw a figure swishing past me!
What?
Looking back, I was a little confused. The speed just now was too fast, so I couldn't see clearly. In the trance, there was such a black figure, only about a foot high, and it passed by in a flash.
Judging from the size, he might be a rabbit or a wild cat, but when he passed by, he didn't jump out in a hurry, but seemed to... run over with his legs upright...
.
This reminds me of the baby spirit I collected not long ago, but judging from the shape, it doesn't seem to be the same, mainly because the head is not that big.
Thinking of this, I turned around and asked Ding Ling if he had seen that thing, but Ding Ling shook his head and said no with a blank expression.