wild star

Chapter 204 Don't Mess With Old Zhao
West opened his mouth wide: "Isn't it? Is this a curse?"

Zhao Yanling deliberately frightened him: "I heard that the Rainbow Sect is a branch of Voodoo, formed by the followers of the wife of Regba, the gatekeeper of the Loa God. She herself is a rainbow. Believers think that the umbilical cord is the opposite of the rainbow, the endless darkness, It is a bridge to communicate with the underworld. The umbilical cord will fall off after the animal is born, and it will go from the underworld to the underworld. The ghosts and monsters will come to the human world through the umbilical cord hanging on the tree, bringing curses."

West is not afraid of ghosts and gods, but he is afraid of being poisoned, so he sarcastically said, "Zhao, don't just talk about it, even if there are undead, believe it or not, I will punch them back to the Song Dynasty?"

Said, danced and yelled "Ada Ada" in the mouth, it's cheap to search.

When he was shaking the flashlight, Zhao Yanling saw a big bird that was integrated into the tree and was perfectly camouflaged.

"do not move!"

West curled his lips: "You still want to scare me? Zhao, I am a qualified plant hunter and the next most popular recipient of the Meconopsis entire leaf badge. Don't use these tricks against me. It's too childish."

Zhao Yanling said to the water friends: "Now is the time for everyone to find fault. What did you find when you followed the camera?"

"Tree!"

"Bark!"

"Umbilical cord!"

Zhao Yanling denied everything: "Look carefully, there is a great horned owl, that is, an owl."

The head, the thighs, the short legs, the round tail, stood on the top of the tree and looked down, motionless.The height is about 40 centimeters, and the feathers on the top of the head make it look like a lunatic.The protective color on the body is integrated with the trees, and it is difficult to find without looking closely.

"My Cao, it's true!"

"Why is it motionless?"

West also turned his head to look, and found the clue, and answered the water friend: "This guy is very confident in his disguise, and I won't fly away when I'm so close to it. Xie Te, I understand. How can it be Undead, it must be an owl pecking at the carrion of the carrion, its beak hitting the lid of the lighter made a rattling sound. Hearing someone coming, it flew to the tree to camouflage, what a cunning thing."

The truth is almost inseparable, but there is no obvious wound on this man's body except for the blood hole on his back. How did he die?

"Since there is no box, let's move on. This corpse is weird, and we are destroying the crime scene."

West jumped off the tree, splashing in all directions.Cursed a few words and said: "Fuck the scene, I saw a few dead drifters in this bath last time. Do you think America is a paradise? As long as there are casinos, there must be many corpses, and the police are all The trash can't be managed at all."

Americans are used to complaining about the shortcomings of their own country, scholars, farmers, businessmen and commerce complain, and those who don't know think they are living in hell.The upper class grants freedom of speech and regards these complaints as a kind of spur, otherwise the country will soon decay and fall.

The car and the body that got stuck in the bath formed a straight line, which determined the escape direction of the warden for the two.

After walking for a long time without seeing anyone, the two disappeared into the sparse forest in the swamp, and it became dangerous to walk in the dark.

West saw a raised highland in the bath, where a single oak tree stood alone, becoming one of the few habitats that the two could choose.

Zhao Yanling originally wanted to climb up the tree to rest, but saw that the branches were covered with white silk nets, and inside were soft, dark brown hibernating insects, so he could only stop this thought.

West took out a waterproof sleeping bag and got in, complaining: "The company is making a fuss, and people are tossing people in the middle of the night. At this time, I should fall asleep soundly with my big Mexican girl in my arms."

Zhao Yanling listened to him nagging all the way: "West, are you a talker? You were quite kind at the beginning, but now you have become hypocritical?"

West closed the zipper: "Dude, this is life. If you choose this line of work, you don't necessarily have to like this line of work. If you can live in the wine pool and meat forest, who wants to suffer for the wind and the dew? This is like a drowning man being killed by a bird. Huge seagulls are dragged up to the sky, thinking they are saved, only to be smashed to pieces on the uneven rocks, life is not going well.”

"Enough, philosopher, don't break your mouth." Zhao Yanling told the water friends to start the broadcast early tomorrow, and ordered: "Commander, take back Wangcai and close the live broadcast. Browse Weibo and the top [-] hot searches in the news. My news is tuned out."

The star machine entered the script interface, turned back after a while, and a news appeared on the screen.

"Does your assistant serve you 24 hours a day?" West was surprised, but muttered without getting a response. "I'm talking to myself again."

Zhao Yanling feels that artificial intelligence is of little use to individuals, a commander is enough.Write the programs that you usually need into the script, and can receive instructions, which is enough for daily use.Even Zhang Yanjun can write this kind of script, and he can make a lot of money from it, but his personal energy is limited and he cannot be precise.Xingchen High-Tech has rich people and people, and the things they make are much more refined.

The news opened automatically, and he slowly pulled it down, the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became.

"Wild Star - Zhao Yanling in the Pen of British Talented Female Painter Olivia".

This is a "huge painting", the one-meter-long canvas is full of traces of needle-tube pens, how thin is the 0.05 needle-tube pen?But this painting depicts the entire mountain and the scene of Zhao Yanling building the plank road, and the whole article is engraved with such delicate lines.Zhao Yanling zoomed in on the picture, and the lines on the rock next to the plank road, which was no more than the size of a fingernail, were clearly visible.

It is said to be a wild star, but Zhao Yanling in the painting only occupies a very small layout, and there is only a back view.

The news said that this is a series, and this painting is the first one at present. It has been sought after in the exhibition, and many British magazines are vying to publish it.

He was shocked by the painter's skill, so he didn't intend to pursue his infringed portrait rights.Given the opportunity to be famous in the world, who would refuse it?
Fans, regardless of whether they know art or not, are all excited. They only paint for Lao Zhao, which is enough to show that Lao Zhao's achievements in the adventure world are recognized.Otherwise, why not draw Mr. Bei and others, but only Old Zhao?
"Wilderness superstar, I blush for Lao Zhao."

"Old Zhao is younger than those who became famous earlier, and he will definitely travel farther than them in the future."

"The painting is really detailed, the whole paper is covered, how many needle pens will be wasted."

Looking at it, I felt that the beard on the chin was a little itchy. I scratched it a few times and didn't care. Men with long beards often get itchy. If they shave frequently, they may become inflamed.

Zhao Yanling slept first, and was woken up by West in the middle of the night to make him rest.

After waking up, Zhao Yanling felt that her face was getting more and more itchy, and even her neck began to itch.

He said to himself: "You don't have a rash, do you?"

The rain didn't stop until dawn, and he took off the rain cloth on his head, and he crawled out of the sleeping bag.

The sun rises in the east and is so bright that it blinds the eyes, gilding the grass and the ancient oak trees, but the wind in the morning is still cold and hard.

He moved his stiff limbs and ordered the commander to start broadcasting as scheduled.Looking at the itchy spots on his body under the sunlight, there was no herpes, only the red pimples from being scratched by himself.At this time, he heard West scratching his neck, and he was woken up by the tickle.

"Fuck, I'm itching to death." West couldn't wait to get out of the sleeping bag, got up and scratched.

Both of them were scratching, maybe it was related to the smoother blood circulation of their limbs, and the itching feeling permeated the whole body.

After looking at each other, West said, "It must be the blood from yesterday's corpse. I knew I was not joking."

It was a bad start, and the two of them were recruited at the same time as soon as they set off.

Zhao Yanling is a responsible man, he will not blame or complain when things happen.He took out the ointment prepared by the company and applied it, but it didn't help.Alcohol and disinfectant wipes don't work.

Itching is the most annoying, even Zhao Yanling, who doesn't take bleeding and pain seriously, can't bear it.

West was going crazy: "The deceased must have suffered from skin diseases."

Shuiyou looked at the fellow sufferers going crazy, and felt uncomfortable all over.Zhao Yanling suddenly didn't move, he closed his consciousness.

He saw a pimple on West's neck, and when he touched the pimple, the pimple would move.

He said to West: "Don't move."

Seeing him approaching with a knife, West narrowed his eyes and looked down at the dead soul: "What is this?"

Once in her hometown, Zhao Yanling saw a person who claimed to be "demonized" by Huang Pizi, and a moving pimple would appear on her body.Tiao Dashen said that Huang Pizi drilled into the skin to cause trouble, and he could release the evil spirit by pricking an incision in the armpit and squeezing the pimple.That is of course nonsense, but there is something in it for sure. People were not in good hygiene at that time, they might have been infected with parasites, and his memory was too vague for too many years.

Zhao Yanling pierced West's skin with a sharp knife, which was only about five millimeters wide, about a centimeter wide.

The middle finger pushed the pimple hard, and a dark-red worm with a claw on the back and a wriggling part fell from the opening.

"Scalp tingling."

"Scary."

West stepped on it and crushed it viciously a few times. The bugs and the mud were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish each other.

Zhao Yanling took off the jacket, and sure enough she had it too.He sterilized the knife and handed it to West to do it.

As a result, the silly bird lost the chain at a critical moment, and stabbed straight at the lump tremblingly.

Pimple was stimulated to move sideways, the stab was not shallow, and blood flowed out.Zhao Yanling forced it out with her fingers.

Just stomping on the bug was to vent his anger. This time, West was not in a hurry to step down, and took a moment to consider: "This is Haitian scorpion, a rare parasitic wasp. It is poisonous and bacteria can make the skin fester. The culprit of that corpse may be It, we have to give intravenous antibiotics."

It may be a psychological effect, since Haiti Filing was cleaned up, he no longer scratched.

Zhao Yanling wiped the blood with alcohol cotton and wrapped it with a bandage: "Just inject it, I don't need it."

Just as West took the syringe and pushed the antibiotic into his body, he caught a glimpse of the water in the bath out of the corner of his eye: "Be careful, there is something in the water."

Zhao Yanling walked over indifferently, walked around the open mouth of the American alligator with both hands, clamped its cheeks, and ignored the alligator's struggle, dragged it out of the water and threw it away vigorously.

West: "Xie Te, Zhao, are you a monster?"

"Don't mess with Lao Zhao, he is upset right now."

"Your ancestor's giant crocodile has been slapped, and the 2-meter-small body dares to make Lao Zhao unhappy, so screw it!"

"I just like watching Lao Zhao go crazy!"

(End of this chapter)