Chapter 222: The petrified light bulb and the mountain man?

Chapter 222: The petrified light bulb and the mountain man?

Chapter 222: The petrified light bulb and...the mountain man?
A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the mist surged, as if emitting some kind of cold breath.

Lin Yi had also climbed mountains before, and felt the rhythm of the wind blowing through the forest waves in the mountains and on the tops. That was the breath of the forest, and it contained the vitality of the mountain.

But in this dense forest in the mountains shrouded in fog, Lin Yi seemed to be isolated from the world. Apart from the dead silence and the coldness, he could not feel any breath of "life".

This mountain... is like dead.

“Swish…”

His ears caught a hint of noise hidden in the forest.

It's a nocturnal species!

Deep in the fog, the overlapping lush leaves were like a web, finally blocking out the sunlight. And in that area, there were obviously some sneaky things lurking there all year round...

As if they sensed their territory was being invaded, they slowly crawled out, their bodies rubbing against dead leaves and damp old bark, making a rustling sound.

Lin Yi followed his feeling and looked, his eyes penetrated the misty miasma and thick fog in the forest and saw the shapes of those things.

and many more……

Are those...nocturnal species?

Lin Yi looked intently and was able to get a glimpse of what was going on inside.

It seemed to be something that was hard to tell whether it was a human or a giant snake. It was also hard to tell whether it was a sculpture or a fake human. It could only be said to be a life form that was a fluid mixture of solid and liquid...

Like a pool of sticky liquid, it was slowly wriggling out.

Lin Yi didn't know whether to call it "it" or "them". That thing looked like a fusion of countless nocturnal species and pseudo-humans.

"Xian, Brother Xian..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but reach for the corner of Mu Daxian's clothes. He naturally noticed their presence.

When it appeared, Mao Feiyang had a terrifying feeling as if he had accidentally fallen into the entrance of an underground snake cave and was then locked by a terrifying giant snake in the cave.

He felt all the hair on his body stand up.

That dense forest was like a cave, and in the cave lived a large number of nocturnal species and pseudo-humans!
If Ge Qing and Nie Yun are new pseudo-humans, then all the ones here are old pseudo-humans, some of them are even monsters because they are old but not dead!
"Don't worry about them." Mu Daxian has become accustomed to it. He seems to be able to sense the boundary between light and darkness deep in the jungle, and he can always move along the boundary line with Mao Feiyang.

"This...are you really not going to care? Just let them keep an eye on us?" Mao Feiyang asked in a low voice.

"What else?" Mu Daxian squinted at him, "You jump in and go invincible?"

Mao Feiyang pursed his lips: "I can't open it..."

"If you can't open it, just follow me obediently." Mu Daxian was just saying this when his eyes suddenly lit up and his tone became much brighter, "Hey, I found one!"

Mao Feiyang looked over immediately and saw a lamppost in front of Mu Daxian.

But it was a lamppost without any number.

Moreover, next to the lamppost, there are two completely petrified human sculptures.

These two sculptures maintain a painful look, as if they were carved out of the appearance of a drowned person before his death, and then made into sculptures and placed here.

"Is that... a dead newborn pseudo-human?" Lin Yi's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something.

"Brother Xian, there are no street light numbers!" Mao Feiyang said anxiously.

Mu Daxian's voice came from the front: "We are looking for the lamp posts without numbers."

Mao Feiyang was startled, and seemed to understand something, and hurriedly followed.

After Mu Daxian arrived under the lamppost, he first moved the two human sculptures away, then squatted down, pushed aside the dead leaves piled on the base of the lamppost, confirmed the number on the base, then stood up and looked at the lampshade.

"Very good, the light bulb is still there."

Mu Daxian immediately broke the arm of a human-shaped sculpture, then stepped on the human-shaped sculpture to climb up the lamppost, broke the lampshade with the sculpture's arm, and reached in to take out the light bulb inside.

Lin Yi looked over quickly and saw that Mu Daxian was holding a ball the size of a billiard ball in his hand. The ball had been completely petrified and looked like the stone ball held in the mouth of the stone lion at the entrance of the municipal government.

But on the surface of the stone ball there is a simple concentric circle pattern, which looks... really like a stone-carved billiard ball.

Mu Daxian put the petrified light bulb into the cloth bag he carried with him, then grabbed the sculpture's arm in his hand and continued moving forward.

"Brother Xian, are those two..." Mao Feiyang followed and pointed at the two human-shaped sculptures, especially one of them, which Mu Daxian mercilessly used as a hammer by breaking off half of its arm...

"That's right, they are the new pseudo-humans." Mu Daxian said, "Only they can get close to the lampposts, and then absorb the extraordinary power of the lamps little by little, and finally achieve the goal of exchanging one for one with the lamps."

"To be precise, based on experience, the power of four new pseudo-humans should be enough to drain the extraordinary power of an old light bulb."

"Aging light bulb? Can that thing age?" Mao Feiyang's eyes widened. "Isn't that thing a piece of stone that contains extraordinary power?"

Mu Daxian paused and waved his hand, as if to cover all the sculptures scattered all over the mountains: "Don't forget, they are all 'stones', and..."

He turned around to look at Mao Feiyang and sneered, "The angel sculpture... is also made of stone."

Mao Feiyang's scalp suddenly went numb: "You mean... this light bulb is related to the 'sculpture'?!"

"Could it be that... there must be an antidote near a highly toxic substance? Are these light bulbs and the fake people in a mutually reinforcing and mutually exclusive relationship?"

Mu Daxian looked at Mao Feiyang deeply and said, "Your understanding is indeed good. It is similar to what you thought, but there are still some details missing."

"Uh... I actually guessed it right?" Mao Feiyang was also a little surprised. He just reacted faster than he thought and said something nonsense.

"..." Mu Daxian was speechless, "I praised you and you got carried away? You like being James. Are you going to defend the Laughing Angel alone next season?"

Mao Feiyang: “…”

There was no conversation along the way. The two spent some time, but they only collected two more petrified light bulbs.

"It seems that this thing is hard to find..." Mao Feiyang couldn't help but sigh.

"It is hard to find." Mu Daxian affirmed, "Only veteran art students know the wonderful uses of petrified light bulbs, and this skill is often passed down through actual combat."

"If I die in battle in the future, I will pass this skill on to the next talented artist." "Ah?" Mao Feiyang was stunned, "What do you mean by die in battle?"

"I'm just giving you a heads-up. Don't be nervous." Mu Daxian patted Mao Feiyang on the shoulder. It seemed that he didn't take life and death seriously. He was just fulfilling the responsibility of a guide.

"By the way, what are we going to use these petrified light bulbs for?" Mao Feiyang asked.

"Cover up the aura." Mu Daxian said, "Of course, the main thing is to cover up the aura that belongs to Him on you."

"His aura will only fade with the passage of time, but theoretically, that aura will not dissipate until the Laughing Angel comes out to kill you. The good news is that we have already survived a night..."

"So we can just hold out for one more night?"

"You're overthinking it. This aura can last for at least two or three days. Even if it's not enough to cover the time period of the gray fog invasion, it's enough to kill you."

"Ah? Will it be okay if it just relies on the petrified light bulb?" Mao Feiyang was a little panicked, as it didn't seem to be said like that at the beginning!
Did Brother Xian say that just to reassure himself?
So how can you guarantee that what you are saying now is not just a rhetoric to downplay the “consequences” in order to reassure yourself?
"Alas, plans can never keep up with changes!" Mu Daxian said earnestly, "People, although you can make plans all the time, sometimes changes will force you to pick up a plan you abandoned before..."

"I've only known you for two days, and my life has been so fulfilling..."

Mao Feiyang: “…”

"If we find one or two more petrified light bulbs, that should be enough," said Mu Daxian.

Mao Feiyang gritted his teeth and said seriously: "We can't be careless!"

As he was speaking, Mu Daxian suddenly said, "Hey, I found another one!"

"Huh? Ah~?" Mao Feiyang was speechless, "Why the hell didn't I see it?"

"Because you are blind." Mu Daxian said and walked forward. Mao Feiyang curled his lips and followed him happily, but he suddenly felt something in his heart, and he couldn't help but look somewhere on the side according to his intuition, and then his eyes lit up!
"Hey, there's a lamppost over there too! I found one too!" he said excitedly.

"You can't go over there. It's the opponent's territory. Don't go in." Mu Daxian's voice came from the front, extinguishing Mao Feiyang's passion.

Mao Feiyang calmed down and took a look, and found that the location of the lamppost was already on the line dividing light and shadow. Although there were still sparse spots of light now, it could be swallowed up by the darkness at any time.

"The light is tilting..." he sighed.

"That's right. We don't have much time left. If we can't find it here, we'll have to move to another place." Mu Daxian explained as he took off the light bulb from the lamppost in front of him with ease.

Mao Feiyang followed him and continued to observe.

"Hey, Brother Xian, Brother Xian! There seems to be someone over there!" Mao Feiyang saw something and couldn't help but reach out and pull at the corner of Mu Daxian's clothes.

Mu Daxian looked immediately and indeed saw a figure in the direction Mao Feiyang pointed!
"Could it be a fake art student?" Mao Feiyang whispered.

"Don't be in a hurry, let's see what's going on first." Mu Daxian put away the third petrified light bulb, and secretly ran up the bushes on a small slope with Mao Feiyang. He used the shade of the trees to cover their tracks, and then observed the guy.

He was a burly old man wearing a khaki windbreaker and with a neat hairstyle. He was waving a hoe and digging something near a lamppost.

"How come an uncle suddenly appeared in this school?" Mao Feiyang asked.

Mu Daxian shook his head and said, "How would I know? Just watch first!"

Mao Feiyang didn't know who that was, but Lin Yi recognized him at first sight.

"Isn't this the 'mountain man'?"

Shannan was one of the group of people who entered the school on the afternoon of May 5th. Because he was older, he stood out among all the experience students.

Lin Yi recalled that the first time he saw Shan Nan was when he returned to the classroom after lunch, and then around 15: p.m., Shan Nan left the classroom...

He didn't remember the exact time, but he just remembered that he left in the afternoon, and the next time he saw him was after dinner...

To be honest he didn't even know if he went to the cafeteria for dinner.

Memories are always so wonderful and complete the loop in a magical way.

From what he sees now, when Shannan left, he went into the mountains to dig something, so there was so much dirt on his body.

But judging from what happened at night, Shannan seemed to have encountered something.

Could it be that he had dug up something incredible and attracted some nocturnal creatures to attack him? Lin Yi guessed.

But as he observed, he soon discovered that the mountain man had actually dug out... a bag from near the lamppost!

"A bag? Wait! It's that bag!" Lin Yi's pupils shrank slightly. He remembered that when Shan Nan returned to the classroom in the evening, he was holding a bag in his hand!

"That's not right. In other words, he dug this bag out from under the lamppost?"

"How did he know there was a bag here? Who buried it? And after burying it, how did they tell him?!"

Mao Feiyang also realized the problem and couldn't help but said, "Damn, Brother Xian, how did that guy dig out a bag?"

Mu Daxian narrowed his eyes tightly, staring at Shannan thoughtfully. Gradually, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Interesting... Very interesting..."

"Ah?" Mao Feiyang was frightened by Mu Daxian's smile. "Brother Xian, don't scare me. What happened?"

Mu Daxian sneered and said, "It seems... some 'external forces' have also set their sights on the campus..."

"Ah?" Mao Feiyang was stunned, but suddenly held his breath.

Because he saw Shannan move.

The man opened the bag, unzipped the backpack, and took out all the contents of the two bags. He then assembled them with great skill...

Because the distance was too far, Lin Yi couldn't see what Shan Nan was doing. He could only see that the backpack was filled with some strange parts. When these parts were put together, they gradually became a skeleton-like thing...

[I wouldn't find it strange even if he took out an RPG from his bag...] This sentence suddenly popped up in Lin Yi's mind, but from now on, Shan Nan is obviously doing something more outrageous than playing an RPG...

The mountain man was seen putting on the assembled thing, then putting away the two bags, identifying the direction, and then running in the mountains like Tarzan. After a few rises and falls, he disappeared from the sight of several people.

"Brother Xian, he... turned into Tarzan?"

Thanks to the book friends "usjdnshhs" and "Drop-eared Rabbit" for their tips! !
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