The courtyard of "Mountain People's Home" has been shrouded in darkness.
What was slightly reassuring was that there were still faint sounds of sonorous fighting coming from deep in the courtyard. The strange alpaca man with a mysterious origin seemed to be dragging the monster so that it could not catch up.
"Run quickly..."
run?
The people who escaped from the farmhouse were shocked by the miserable state of the man in front of them before they had time to wonder.
On the road, the man was crawling and crouching, the wounds on his legs and feet were bloody and bloody, as if he had been eaten by some kind of creature. He looked extremely bloody and terrifying.
On the ground behind him, two long traces of blood trailed out.
Did he...did he crawl all the way here?
These people couldn't help but swallow their saliva, feeling inexplicably shocked.
Some later buildings such as farmhouses were mostly built near the entrance of Shan'ao, serving as facades and getting straight to the point.
Practically speaking, there is actually still a long way to go between the residential complexes of local residents.
So, it's hard to imagine.
What kind of motivation was this man driven to climb here with just a pair of hands?
"Who are you……"
As an older generation member of Shan'ao, the old man is naturally familiar with the people in his village. At this moment, he seemed to recognize the man on the ground and hurriedly stepped forward to help him: "Wenyuan, what's wrong with you? In the village..."
"monster!"
The man pushed his hand away with an expression of inexplicable horror: "Fourth Master...run..."
"If you don't run...it will be too late..."
"monster?"
Everyone was suddenly shocked.
This word seemed to possess some kind of magic power, making it difficult for them to recall everything they had experienced at the farmhouse.
If there is a monster in this world, there is no doubt that it deserves the title.
"This is not the place to talk."
The old man found someone to lift the other person off the ground: "Let's leave quickly and find a place to take shelter from the rain first."
It was already late at night, but the rain showed no signs of stopping. As they were running for their lives, they were walking in a hurry. Only a few of them had rain gear, and most of them were just getting wet.
They found an awning in the parking lot, and now they didn't care whether it was clean or not. They sat on the ground one by one, breathing heavily.
The nerves gradually eased from the tension, but a biting chill suddenly came over. Many people's upper bodies were soaked, and they suddenly shivered when the mountain wind blew them.
In the corner, some straw and rotten boards were piled up like debris. No one would have thought that these things that seemed like garbage in the past would actually play a decisive role at this time.
The shop owner pressed the lighter, ignited it, and then carefully placed it into a simple fire surrounded by stones.
Boom boom boom.
Under the heat of the flames, the slightly damp wooden boards made a crisp crackling sound, and bright orange flames rose up, bringing with them a long-lost light and heat, illuminating the faces in the darkness.
Everyone had a look of fear and uneasiness on their faces.
"Wenyuan? Wenyuan?"
The old man patted the man lightly and found that the man's cheeks were abnormally hot.
"He has a fever. Where are the B&Bs nearby? Do they have fever-reducing medicine and first-aid kits?"
Some people immediately shook their heads and said in denial: "No, there is no one around at this time. If you want to find help now, you can only go to the village."
"do not go……"
A man's weak voice sounded.
His Adam's apple rolled, his consciousness was blurred, and his words seemed like murmurs in a dream, as if he was witnessing his own fear with his own eyes.
"Run quickly..."
"It's coming...it's coming..."
Someone followed his words: "Who is coming?"
"I have no idea……"
The man shook in panic, as if he wanted to escape: "In the breeding farm! It broke out of the chicken's body..."
"Killed the guard dog..."
"And the concierge...the concierge..."
The person who asked the question turned pale, completely connecting the two experiences: "What happened to the concierge?"
The man didn't respond and stared blankly at the ceiling of the awning. Suddenly, as if coming back to his senses, he struggled to get up and grabbed the old man's arm.
"Run quickly..."
"The highway is closed... just take the mountain road... Fourth Master, you know... the old road out of the mountains... we can't delay..."
"Going for a walk on the mountain trail now?"
The old man looked serious: "What's the difference between this and seeking death?"
"No...we have to go..."
The man seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength in his body and retorted: "Keep it...no one can survive..."
"That thing...has been..."
Gradually, his voice became more and more ethereal, and his consciousness finally couldn't bear the fatigue of his body, and he fell into a coma.
"Now how to do?"
One person asked: "Want to go back to the village to have a look?"
People who were drying their clothes around the fire thought for a moment. But soon, most of them made the same decision.
"Go back? Are you crazy?"
One person was shocked: "He told us that the village is very dangerous and asked us to leave immediately and never go back. Now that we have just escaped from the farmhouse, you are going to die on your own again?!"
Several other people also agreed very much, thinking that they could not return to the village now and should go up the mountain immediately and try to leave here.
In addition to tourists, most of these people's congresses are outsiders. Here, they have nothing to worry about and naturally have no intention of going back.
"My family is still in the village."
Soon, a local retorted: "I can't just sit back and watch them and escape by myself."
He also represents the opinions of another group of people. Although they knew the man's warning before, they still wanted to return to the village and find their families because of their relatives and friends.
"Then what do we do?"
Those who were anxious to leave immediately said dissatisfied: "I don't know how to get out of the mountain road. Is it possible for you to go to die and leave us here to die?"
"One of you, someone who knows, will lead the way!"
"Don't even think about it!"
At this time, the atmosphere in the crowd was a little tense. What was originally a complete whole suddenly had a tendency to split into two factions because of two different voices.
"Everyone, please stop arguing."
The store owner stood up and waved his hand, trying to stop him: "Actually, our purposes are not conflicting."
The quarrel suddenly stopped, and everyone turned their heads with doubtful looks on their faces.
“We can definitely work together.”
He continued: "Let's all go to the village together first. While looking for our respective families, we will also collect some tools and supplies needed to go up the mountain."
"If you really want to escape through the mountain road, I don't think you can go there empty-handed and unprepared, right?"
The group of people who were originally anxious to leave suddenly became quiet.
This is true, because in the rush to escape, most of them didn't even have raincoats, let alone supplies. For a group of people like this to enter the mountains at this time is indeed tantamount to seeking death.
Looking at the group of people who wanted to return to the village, the shop owner said again: "So in exchange, they can help you find your family first, and we can use the tools and supplies at home for everyone's final How do you feel about going up the mountain?
The two groups of people thought for a while and agreed one after another.
The two parties who were originally at odds with each other returned to the original atmosphere once again because they found the necessary interests in each other.
