Hospital No. 444.

Chapter 268 Patrol

This question has always puzzled David.

However, everyone has always been in awe of the mysterious temple and dare not violate it.Therefore, under normal circumstances, everyone will choose to report the number. Anyway, there are only a few people, and not much time is wasted.So, this has always been a routine ritual.

but……

David remembered it well.

That was when he was 14 years old. One night, he had already fallen asleep, and suddenly he heard a loud noise.

After David was woken up, he got up, went outside, and saw his father's friend, Uncle Lei, coming to him.

"Uncle Third?"

David discovered at the time that Uncle Lei, who had always been tough on weekdays, was crying to the point of tears.

"Old Dai, something has happened, something big has happened! The village chief told us not to speak outside, but, but I'm afraid!"

It was the first time David saw Uncle Lei crying like that.

I remember that when the third uncle's parents died, he didn't cry so sadly.

At that time, Uncle Lei was the patrol captain of the month.

"Don't look, go in quickly." At this time, his mother came over and forced him into the house.

And when the door finally closed, the last words David heard were...

"Something went wrong, when reporting the number, there were more..."

Before I finished listening, the door closed.

"David," his mother reminded him, "when Uncle Lei comes to our house, don't tell others. Don't tell your sister either, do you understand?"

A month later...

Third Uncle Lei disappeared completely in Nanmi Village.

And no matter who David asked, he got no answer.

Uncle Lei...

Where did it go?
Nobody knows.

David actually had a terrifying guess in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Okay. In that room first, write down the food and supplies you want to receive on paper, and then burn them in it. But don't write too much, it's impossible for you to get as much as you want. Generally, you can only given as appropriate."

At this time, David heard the person next to him say: "This job is becoming more and more handy. After a few more years of work, I will retire."

"I heard that the village head is considering extending the retirement age of the patrol team. After all, there are fewer and fewer young adults in the village. Now, young people are afraid to have children. There is only such a small clinic in the village. If there is a problem, there is no way to save it.”

It's been ten years...

The villagers have gradually gotten used to this life like being confined. Although no one said it directly, everyone is clearly aware of a problem: I am afraid that rescue will not come.

Although Nanmin Village is remote, it is not a no-man's land in the northwest. What's more, when the accident happened, this village was a key village of poverty alleviation projects. When Bai Wu first came, there were still a few cadres from above in the village.

Under such circumstances, there is no reason to wait for rescue, it is not reasonable at all.Even if there are monsters in the white mist, they can still be rescued by helicopter!
For ten years, the villagers have tried every means to communicate with the outside world.Try to release balloons, set up SOS in the open area of ​​the village, if it is not possible, some people even want to try to raise pigeons to send letters outside.About six years ago, the villagers tried to dig a tunnel, but soon everyone realized that the so-called Yugong Yishan only sounded inspirational.

From the very beginning, people cheered each other up and embraced hope, and finally accepted the cruel reality completely. One by one, they began to choose to lie flat and accept the reality of being permanently imprisoned by this supernatural force.Many people have clearly realized a problem: it is very likely that they will be trapped in the village until they die.

Through the temple, food and daily necessities can be obtained, but it is impossible to obtain medicines.In this case, even a bad cold could kill someone.If you get a serious illness, there is no condition that can be treated.Based on the aging ratio of the village, the population of the village will decrease in another ten years.And now, young people are unwilling to have children.

At least for David, if he were married now, he would definitely not want to have children.Not to mention that the village's medical conditions pose a great risk to pregnant women in childbirth, and he doesn't want his child to be born in such a village shrouded in white mist. what the world is like.

Ge Niancheng, the son of the village chief, was one of the first young people to recognize the reality.He is the first person in the history of this village to be admitted to university.After graduating from university, the village chief actually wanted him to become a college student village official, but he insisted on taking root in the city and even decided to buy a house there.

Ten years ago, he went home to celebrate the new year when the new year was approaching, and said that he would bring his girlfriend back to his hometown the next year.As a result, the fog made him stay permanently in this remote village where he had already left, and he could only marry and live with the girls in the village.

He himself has participated in many patrols and served as the captain.After that, David often saw him sitting at the entrance of the village looking at the fog with a sad face.His bright future and his green first love were completely wiped out by this thick fog.

"Appeared! Appeared!"

David's thoughts were interrupted, and then he looked over.

The door of that room was opened again.

At this time, there were nine straight bamboo poles inside.And under the bamboo pole, there are porcelain dolls that look like tumblers. These porcelain dolls have different expressions, but all of them have squinted eyes and blush.

The mouths of the porcelain dolls are open, and the back of the head can be seen completely.

This section...is used to insert the bamboo pole into it.The section of the mouth is actually relatively tight and narrow. After inserting the bamboo pole, it can be firmly set on the bamboo pole.

The whole body of the bamboo pole is green, about one meter long, it seems very light, but when it is actually picked up, it feels a bit heavy.

It's incredible.You know, there was nothing in this room just now.But now, as soon as the door is opened, there are more of these things!

So far, no one knows what kind of connection exists between the temple and the white mist.

"Choose your own bamboo pole and porcelain doll. If you choose it, take it home. At 08:30 in the evening, we will meet at the old place at the east entrance of the village."

"The old place?" David asked curiously.

"Go back and ask your father, he knows."

It is not difficult to choose bamboo poles, they all look similar anyway.

The hard part is choosing a porcelain doll.

Porcelain dolls are the key to life-saving when patrolling, and this is the same for every villager.

David looked at the porcelain dolls, some were smiling, some were mourning, some looked like glaring eyes, and some looked quite strange and indescribable.

David had no choice but to ask Lin Tai: "Lin, Captain Lin, different porcelain dolls... Is there any difference in life-saving ability?"

"On this point, there is no obvious difference yet."

In contrast, it is obvious that everyone does not want to choose a porcelain doll with a mournful face. It looks really unlucky!
So, after everyone else had chosen, there was only one porcelain doll with a sad face left behind.

"Okay, you can choose this." Lin Tai picked up the porcelain doll and handed it to David: "Hold it... Remember, only with the porcelain doll can you survive on patrol."

"okay."

"Go back first and get a good night's sleep. You have to patrol for three hours at night. Adequate sleep is very important."

"okay."

On the way home, with the bamboo pole under his arm and the porcelain doll in his hand, David felt a little uneasy.

The porcelain doll closed its eyes tightly and looked like howling...

Can this thing help me?
When he got home, David showed his porcelain doll to his parents and Dylan.

"Dad," David asked somewhat worriedly, "this porcelain doll looks like it's crying, is it okay?"

Dai Lan also looked at it and felt a little uneasy: "Why does this porcelain doll look like it has been bullied?"

"It's okay." David's father said directly: "Go to bed now and get enough energy!"

(End of this chapter)