Chapter 75 Smoke builds a bridge

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At this time, the heat of the sun during the day has receded, leaving only the coldness emerging from the forest.

A gust of mountain breeze made the four people's bodies, which were still sweaty just now, shiver. They instantly felt cold all over, so they quickly put on their clothes.

It's cooler on the mountain than down there.

To go down the mountain, you must first find your way to a higher place. The four of them dragged their tired bodies to the top of a nearby mountain to look into the distance.

It didn't matter at this glance, several people were stunned.

The large hillside below them was still a burnt slope, the kind where even a dung bucket could not be placed safely.

But there are fiery red sorghums, clusters of melons and vegetables, and dots of white cotton growing in a mess.

The tall, thin man with a beard said happily: "Oh, I didn't expect that there are crop fields in this forest. Those are food!"

This hillside is located behind the mountain forest. If you don't go up the mountain, you won't be able to see it unless you climb to the top of the mountain.

Li Laoshi was very happy and no longer hated these men who had been chasing him all day. He echoed: "Who says it's not the case! Let's cut some sorghum and dig some sweet potatoes back!"

"You guys are stupid. You can tell at a glance that these things are of human origin. There must be someone here. Look over there!"

The man with disheveled hair looked excited, pointed at the forest opposite and shouted.

What attracted them was not just the slope, but also the clouds and smoke deep in the dense forest opposite, and the half-exposed cliff.

It was already the time when the sun was setting, and the night fog rose from everywhere in the forest and filled the air, like a curtain gradually getting thicker and thicker, completely blocking the mountain forest.

The returning birds are jumping and chirping in the treetops, melodiously and gracefully, but only the sounds can be heard but no figures can be seen.

This scene is what Li Laoshi and the others have been used to seeing since childhood, but today it is a little different.

A plume of green smoke rises from the white smoke. It cannot be seen from a slight distance and will only be regarded as mist.

At this time, several people were on the hilltop nearby, and they could clearly see the smoke, indicating that someone was lighting a fire in the forest!

The bearded man and others became more and more happy: "Okay, we can have a good meal and drink today!"

"Yes! Yes, meeting each other is fate. It's rare to meet someone, so you have to take a break."

However, Li Laoshi's happy face just now gradually turned weird.

The condensed smoke column gradually formed into strips and spread out across the jungle, drifting towards the top of the mountain where it was, connecting with the fog here, as if building a bridge across the sky.

Smoke builds a bridge!

There is a folk saying that when Yanzi builds a bridge, something will happen, either on one end of the bridge or on the other end of the bridge!

Li Laoshi couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, glanced at the side, and said weakly to the bearded people who were happily planning to go to the other side: "I'm afraid it's not a good family over there, we'd better leave quickly!"

He went to teahouses in the town a lot and listened to all kinds of mysterious things, and the smoke bridge was the most mysterious thing.

"Let's go, of course we have to go!" Those few people could no longer hear Li Zhenshi's words and just wanted to go there and have a good meal.

At this time, the smoke bridge became more and more solid, stretching directly in front of him, as if he only needed to lift his foot to step on it.

Li Laoshi was also hesitant in his heart. He had lived for almost forty years. When the village was cooking at the same time in the morning and evening, it was not unheard of for him to see several families smoking continuously, but nothing happened.

Maybe it's the same today. It's just that I listened to those old ghosts talking about metaphysics, so I was frightened by my random thoughts.

When I thought about it in my heart, my empty stomach became filled with butterflies.

Hunger suppressed the last trace of reason, and he became interested in finding a family to have a big meal.

"Let's go, there's no road here, let's back up and go around through the woods!"

There is no road going down from the mountain here, only a high slope that has been burned by fire, filled with rocks and covered with weeds and shrubs.

"Don't go around, just go down like this!" The others didn't agree. They couldn't wait to fill their stomachs.

There is no road in the mountains, just climbing and rolling.

A few people flopped down the hillside from the rocks and weeds into the slope. They didn't care about the black dirt all over their bodies and their heads, faces, and arms that were sore and bruised from the fall. They grabbed a few cucumbers and ate them.

The familiar texture, crispy and sweet taste, and the crops in front of them almost made them cry.

"Woo, I want to eat five bowls of rice, and it's still white rice!"

"Cook a pot, then kill the chicken and eat it!" Another person said as he wolfed down the chicken.

The bearded man's eyes glowed green, and he wished he could take possession of these things in front of him immediately.

It has been more than half a year, and I have been homeless for more than half a year. I used to be a well-behaved farmer, but now I have become a homeless person who has no meal at all.

If there was such a place to hide, I wouldn't leave.

Everyone had the same thought. As they ate, their eyes involuntarily glanced at the cliff not far away.

At this time, the smoke there was getting brighter and clearer.

Under Laoyun Cliff, the two families were still busy.

The newly built house is almost finished, and Xiaoman and Xu Errui are covering the last few neatly chopped bundles of wheat straw on the roof.

There isn't much wheat straw, but it's just right for building a house. It's so thick that you don't have to worry about winter rain.

Jiang Zhi and Chunfeng were also busy in the stove. The pot was boiling hot. They put a spoonful of oil, then ginger, garlic, and chili peppers. The last basket of fresh vegetable leaves was poured in. With a "chirp" sound, fireworks filled the room.

In the casserole in the stove hole next to it, the stew is boiling slightly, with a faint medicinal smell wafting out.

To maintain good health, it is always a bit bitter. Now the two families have become accustomed to the taste of various herbs.

There are large jars of lard and oil residue, so you can stew or stir-fry them.

Fragrant oily residue, dried and stir-fried fatty intestines, and pork head meat, things that were originally needed to be exchanged and saved, now all end up in the intestines. This was something that was unthinkable in the past.

There are fewer desires, life is simpler, just eat enough and wear warm clothes every day, low-end happiness is so simple and unpretentious.

It was getting dark, but Qiaoyun was not in the room.

Normally at this time every day, Xiao Caixia would eat her milk and sleep obediently, but today, it was probably the sound of building work that was disturbing her, and she would not sleep even though she was feeding her milk. She only kept her eyes open and groaned irritably.

Seeing that Qiaoyun couldn't coax her well, and was afraid that the baby would start crying, she had no choice but to hold her baby and walk back and forth on the path outside the hospital.

She was humming a little tune to put the child to sleep. Suddenly, there was a loud crash in the forest not far away, and at the same time, several men screamed and cursed, followed by another long scream, as if someone was swinging on a swing. …

Qiao Yun was excited, hugged Xiao Caixia and ran back, shouting as she ran, "Mom, Er Rui, someone, someone stepped on the condom!"

On the roof, Xu Errui also heard the shouting, turned over and slid down the wheat straw.

In the courtyard, Xiao Man dropped the long fork used to fork grass, carried a specially treated wooden stick, and thrust a sickle into his belt and rushed out: "Where is he? Watch me chop him to death!"

In the kitchen, Jiang Zhi and Chunfeng came out with kitchen knives and sticks. They quickly called to Xu Errui who was about to rush out and whispered a few words to him quickly.

Xu Errui nodded and then entered the forest. Jiang Zhi and Chunfeng did not follow.

I don’t know how many people are coming, but they still need to stay behind.

The two stood facing the forest, with Qiaoyun, Xiaocaixia, Nini, and the elderly patients who came out after hearing the sound behind them...