Adventure Code

Chapter 406 Swamp Beauty (8)

When Anba said this, his forehead was covered with sweat. While speaking, he looked nervously into the darkness around him, as if the beauty of the swamp was hiding nearby.He muttered to himself and didn't know what he was muttering, and finally raised his voice slightly, and said: "No, this is not a trivial matter, I must tell your boss that we have encountered the beauty of the swamp, so we should leave this place as soon as possible." The farther the better." After speaking, he got up, apparently wanting to go to the tent to wake up Machete and the others.

I immediately stopped him: "Don't worry, it's late at night, what's the use of waking them up? Even if you want to retreat, it's impossible to retreat so late... Is the swamp beauty you mentioned really so evil? His uncle Yes, I think I am a good man in the new era, who can go to the hall, have a successful career, go to the kitchen, do all the housework, love animals, protect the environment, be united and friendly, and be willing to help others. I am short of a "Moving China Award" , why didn't she pester you but me?"

Amba was not happy, hissed, and said: "What do you mean? By cooperating with you, are you implying that I am not a good person? Let me tell you, the Swamp Beauty only preys on men, regardless of good or bad. Who knows why she I'll hang on to you first... I can't keep you together because I think you're a good man, so I drag you down to be my companion."

I'm not in the mood to choke with him, in fact, I'm pretty dazed right now.

Just now I thought it was just an ordinary nightmare, but now listening to what Anba said, it seems like I have hit a ghost?
Are there ghosts in this world?

This question is really difficult to answer. I thought I had run into a ghost several times before, but it turns out that many times, it’s just that my understanding has not reached that level, so I am suspicious.

If I was half-believing in the theory of ghosts and gods before, then after experiencing these strange events, I have become a staunch materialist just like Xu Kaiyi.

But now, the matter of the swamp beauty has directly slapped me in the face.

After wiping my face, I asked Amba: "What happened to those who dreamed of the beauty of the swamp?"

Amba seemed to have thought of something terrible, and said: "Those people have nightmares every night, and soon go crazy, talking nonsense, but in the end they all died without exception, and the most terrifying thing is that when they die , all died in the rotten mud.”

When he said this, I felt a little unsteady, and looked at the watch on my wrist. There was still an hour before dawn, and Amba and I were on the last shift.

No, I have to tell Mrs. Ma and others about this before dawn. I don’t want to end up in the muddy pond. If the beauty in the swamp really turned into a ghost, then as long as I get out of the scope of her troubles, I should It's all right?I don't believe that if I fly back to BJ, she can continue to harm me.

As soon as I said my thoughts, Anba immediately nodded in agreement, saying that it seems that the previous labor fee cannot be fully paid.

I said that no matter how much money you make, there is no life to spend, and there is a fart.

Amba agrees.

It was just dawn, and the two of us woke up everyone in the tent.

Fu Xueli looked at the sky with sleepy eyes, and was a little angry: "It's just dawn, and we agreed to leave at seven o'clock, what are you in a hurry for?"

I ignored the woman, but immediately told Mrs. Ma and Machete about my dream about the beauty in the swamp, and asked them to make up their minds.

"Swamp beauty?" Hao Yun'an, who was listening nearby, frowned, and said, "What a mess, pretending to be a ghost, isn't it just a nightmare."

The old lady Ma's reaction was completely different. She glanced at Hao Yun'an and said, "There used to be a group that conducted research on ghosts for a long time..." She didn't finish her sentence when Machete suddenly continued: "Is it the 'Ghost Project'?"

Mrs. Ma seemed a little surprised, and said: "You actually know? This happened a few years ago. At that time, the 'Ghost Project' had an accident in the later stage of research, so the news was completely blocked. People have also left the organization, and few people know about it." She looked at the scimitar with a meaningful expression.

Ghost plan?

I vaguely feel that I seem to have heard this word somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while.

Machete opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he glanced at Anba next to him, and then closed his mouth again. Anba knew that he should avoid it, rubbed his nose and said, "...well, you can discuss it yourself. I'm going to pack my things." However, Mrs. Ma obviously didn't want to discuss the "Ghost Project" with Machete at this time, so she stopped Anba and asked him about the beauty of the swamp in detail.

Didn't I just say it again?Could it be that Anba's expressive ability is better than mine?
But soon, I found out why Mrs. Ma asked again. I have to say that although this old lady is panting after walking a few steps, she still has two brushes.I also heard Anba talk about the beauty of the swamp before, but I didn't find any loopholes, but while listening to Mrs. Ma, she asked a few very sharp questions: "Before we came, we checked this The history of the area, your village is in the most remote place in this area, and it takes at least four days from you to the place where we walked yesterday. Assuming that the village where the marsh beauty lived was your Tuanjie village, how did she, a woman, come here? After a group of people followed for four days, escaped into such a deep swamp?"

Yes!This is not logical!
The Swamp Beauty is just an ordinary woman, not a special one like Suo Suo or Xiao Qi. The physical strength of an ordinary woman is there, and the men in the whole village are chasing her. How could it be possible to block the Swamp Beauty after four days of chasing her? ?
When Mrs. Ma asked this question, Amba was probably also confused by the question, and he slammed his mouth. Under the eyes of everyone, he said again: "I don't know this, this story, half-truth, half-false, but When your old man said this, I remembered another version. There are several versions of the story of the beauty in the swamp, and the most widely circulated one is the one I just told, and the second one..."

He paused, and the little yellow hair on one side was impatient, and said: "Speak quickly if you have something to say, and let the fart go quickly." The little yellow hair always felt that he would be bitten by a centipede and become the laggard in the team. Blame Anba for being unreliable in leading the way, so the two were enemies along the way. Where the scimitar was not paying attention, the two fought back and forth, greeting each other's ancestors.

Due to the presence of the scimitar, Amba didn't take the little yellow hair back, so he said: "There is another version, it is said that this swamp beauty is Chinese, but she was raped and pregnant by the Japanese, and after giving birth, she was raped The family drove them out." At that time, there was hatred between the country and the family, coupled with feudal ideology, and her own daughter gave birth to a Japanese child, so the treatment of Swamp Beauty can be imagined.

(End of this chapter)