Usnea anecdote

The dark red sun was already hanging slantingly on the top of the mountain, and it was about to set. In the silent mountain forest, not even a bird's song could be heard, and it was so quiet that people felt flustered for no reason.At this time, a group of carriages came from a distance on the narrow mountain road. The sounds of wheels, horses, and the voices of chatter that seemed to be deliberately suppressed by the guys gradually became clearer. A little more vitality, not so lifeless.

Sitting in the lead carriage was a burly, middle-aged man who looked very brave, but now he had a nervous expression on his face, his lips were tightly pursed, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and a pair of sharp eagle eyes were staring at the Lu, the whip in his hand fell on the horse more and more frequently, as if he was in a hurry.

Sitting next to him was a young man dressed as an apprentice, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a round face and round eyes curiously looking at the surrounding mountains and forests, and from time to time quietly glanced at the middle-aged man beside him. After a while, the man finally said impatiently: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

The young man chuckled, looked at the convoy behind him, and whispered into the man's ear, "Master, what's so weird about Songluo Mountain? Why do you say that the sunset doesn't reach the mountain?"

The man glared at him and scolded, "You're so curious! The mountain ghost is the first to drag you away!"

The young man stuck out his tongue, lowered his voice and asked again: "Master, is there really a mountain ghost? What does it look like? Has anyone seen it? Has anyone really been dragged away?"

Listening to his continuous questioning, the middle-aged man sighed silently, and said patiently: "Yes, they don't look like... after all, they don't look like human beings. Several people have been dragged into the forest, and when they came out, they were wearing clothes. It's gone, and people are scared to death. This Songluo Mountain is the most evil!"

Before the words were finished, I heard a sudden rustling in the messy tobacco vines under a silver needle pine tree not far from the mountain road, as if something was moving inside.The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, he raised his whip high, and hit the horse with a snap.

The people in the nearby carriages heard the movement just now, and panic quickly spread in the crowd. The young apprentices looked around, and the timid ones even started to sob while covering their mouths.

The young man was also frightened, and he held the corner of the man's clothes tightly with his fingers and did not dare to let go. The man heard the commotion behind him, suppressed his panic, and shouted: "Don't panic! Speed ​​up! We are going down the mountain soon. Already!"

The backbone made a sound, the crowd was silent for a moment, and the man shouted again: "Take out all the weapons! There are so many of us, I'm afraid it will be an egg!"

Even the forceful momentum brought some comfort to the panicked crowd. The young apprentices were driven into the carriage, and the men drew their swords from the cargo box covered by the thick linen.They are escorts who are used to walking on mountain roads. Even if their opponents this time are not vicious bandits and horse thieves, but invisible mountain spirits and ghosts with boundless magic power, they still have to fight hard to deliver the goods safely.

A dagger was stuffed in the boy's hand, he lifted the corner of his clothes, wiped the sweat off his palms, and held the dagger tremblingly.

The convoy moved faster, and the young man's body was tense, not daring to relax for a moment. Seeing that he was far away from the bushes where he first heard the sound, and there was no abnormality around him, he couldn't help but relax quietly. Taking a deep breath, I secretly felt that the men and the others were making too much fuss, maybe it was the wild beasts in the forest that made the noise?

Before he finished slandering, there was a crash in the nearby bushes, and then there was an exclamation of "Oops", as if someone fell into the vines, and an obviously lowered voice complained, "Don't push me!"

The young man looked at the man blankly, and said blankly, "Master, there are people in the forest."

Unexpectedly, he saw his master's lips were white, the whip was raised and lowered frantically, and at the same time he yelled at the motorcade behind: "Quick! Go!" The panic in that hoarse voice almost penetrated into everyone's bones.

For a while, they rushed for their lives in a hurry. Fortunately, dozens of people in ten cars were unharmed and arrived at the official road at the foot of the mountain safely. At this time, the afterglow of the sun was completely engulfed by darkness.

The dinner was very silent, the young man hastily finished his dry food, and followed the man every step of the way. Seeing that he had something to say but didn't dare, the man had no choice but to lift him to sit beside him and said, "Don't shake, Speak up if you have something to say."

"Master, at the meeting in the afternoon, it was obviously a human voice, why are you so afraid?"

The man rolled his eyes at him, and snorted, "With your sharp eyesight, why do you learn how to walk the dart? You didn't see the one in red and the other in white squatting under the tree roots?"

Seeing the young man shaking his head in a daze, he couldn't help but sighed and said, "How far is the distance between where we heard the sound for the first time and where we heard the sound for the second time?"

The boy thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "Three and a half miles?"

"Almost. It's so far away. It will take a while for us to drive the carriage. Who has such great ability and can run faster than the carriage?"

So it turned out that the young man became a little scared after realizing it now, but in the end, the child's heart was still there, and besides the fear, he also had a vague regret, because he hadn't been able to see the legendary mountain spirit with his own eyes. ghosts.

But that voice is really nice, clear and crisp.Before falling asleep, the boy thought in a daze.

Opened a new article, still silly and sweet, open the text mode tomorrow, welcome to taste~

It was really stuck for too long, and I didn't catch up with the release on the 1st, and I fainted on the bed with obsessive-compulsive disorder. . . . . .