Chapter 923 Roast Whole Lamb
"A wonderful person like me,
I should have lived a glorious life,
How come more than twenty years have ended?
Still floating in the sea of people,
A smart person like me,
I have long since bid farewell to simplicity,
Why did you still use a relationship?
Go and change your scars..."
The fat man sitting in the passenger seat held a large speaker in his hand and connected it to Bluetooth. At this time, Mao Buyi's "People Like Me" was playing. The fat man's eyes drifted away from the window, slightly deep, as if The song was sung from his own monologue, and he looked like he was totally stinking. You know, this speaker was used by the fat man to play music at the funeral yesterday. He brought it out specially this time to give it to the new temple. use.
Su Bai was sitting alone in the back seat, with Fo Ye driving the car. The monk had planned his schedule ahead of schedule and got off directly at the Leshan High-speed Railway Station and planned to take the train to Xi'an.
Su Bai didn't think that the monk was temporarily separated from him to avoid embarrassment. First, he was not a person that he could not ignore. Second, the monk was not a thin-skinned person.
Maybe it was just that the monk felt that he needed to be quiet to make some preparations for the next advancement. In short, there were only three people left in the car back to the orphanage.
Lord Buddha answered a few calls while driving. Normally, he has a kind of arrogant attitude towards his believers and temple staff. But since he wants to build a temple, he naturally needs some people to run around. The monk is here Before leaving, he also drew a sketch and kept it, which was regarded as his part of the design plan.
After a while, when the new temple is built, maybe the monk will be able to advance and return successfully.
The car was driving on the winding mountain road. There was heavy fog and heavy vapor all around, but Su Bai still opened the car window. Soon, the clothes and the sides of the car window were covered with a layer of moisture.
"Let's take a rest. Do you want to eat something?" Buddha asked.
"Then let's go and have a rest in front. There is food in the back of the car. Let's have a picnic ourselves." Fatty suggested. In fact, there are restaurants where you can eat in the service areas on both sides of the highway in the mountains and in the villages and towns that the highway passes through. , but the stuff there really doesn’t taste that good.
After Buddha pulled over, the fat man brought some food and drinks out, and the brothers drank a can of beer on the grass beside the cliff.
The scenery here is indeed good, but people will get tired of aesthetics after all. After driving all the way here, there are mountains and mountains. After seeing more, I don’t think there is anything strange about it.
Su Bai ate some bread and potato chips, while the fat man went to get water from a nearby stream, lit it with talisman paper, boiled it, and made two buckets of instant noodles. Su Bai didn't want any, so he and Buddha each took one bucket.
To be honest, I just tasted the monk's craftsmanship yesterday, and now it's really hard to eat these. In fact, for Su Bai and the others, eating is just a kind of enjoyment, not for living. Therefore, the three of them are actually quite picky about food. The story world is a special environment and there is no way to help it, but in the real world, there is no need for everyone to make do with it.
The fat man put down his instant noodles after just one bite, and said helplessly: "Damn, why do you not want to eat it because it smells like plastic?"
Fatty started to have a bad temper.
Buddha continued to eat leisurely, while Su Bai was noncommittal.
The fat man rolled his eyes, looked at Su Bai first, leaned against Su Bai with his shoulder, and asked: "Prince, how can you still eat these vulgar foods?"
Su Bai smiled and said, "It would be better if you put some blood and give it to me with bread."
"..." The fat man ate a little, and then said to Lord Buddha, "Lord Buddha, let's get something else to eat? Anyway, it's not in a hurry to go back to the orphanage, and the journey isn't far. Since we got out of the car and wanted to have a picnic, we It’s really a picnic.”
"What can we eat here?" Buddha asked.
"Isn't there a goat at the turning just now? Let's go get one and roast a whole lamb. Fatty, my barbecue skills are pretty good. I'll just find a way to save some money." Su Bai patted him. He boasted about his breasts.
Fatty does know how to cook Sichuan cuisine. He used to cook a lot at Lao Fang’s house. After all, most delicious people are also good at cooking.
But, roasting a whole lamb?
"What's wrong, you don't believe it? I'm telling you, if it wasn't for the sake of inheriting my father's business, Fatty, I would have thought of becoming a cook." The fat man stood up, walked towards the corner, and ordered: "Pick some Put up firewood.”
Su Bai and Lord Fo looked at each other and put down what they were holding.
But at this moment, a goat suddenly came over on its own initiative. The fat man was stunned for a moment, thinking that a sacrificial warrior had come, but who would have thought that the goat actually passed by the fat man and then slid down the cliff? After wading down, there was a clear stream below.
The goat ran to the creek and started vomiting. Yes, vomiting. Su Bai seemed to have never seen a goat vomiting as crazily as a human since he was a child. Moreover, after vomiting for a while, the goat rushed into the river again, and then continued. Vomit.
"Hey, he's evil." The fat man came back, "Is this guy going to become a sperm?"
"It is cleaning itself so that we can eat it more conveniently." Su Bai lit a cigarette, then handed one to the fat man. Then he looked around and saw a little girl's figure appearing on the hill opposite. Wearing simple green clothes, he seemed to be looking at Su Bai from across the cliff.
The next moment, Su Bai's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared on the hilltop opposite. The girl turned around and looked at Su Bai.
Su Bai felt a very weak evil aura from the other party.
"Who are you?" As he said that, Su Bai waved to the fat man opposite him, motioning him to come over and take a look. After all, Su Bai knew that the person in front of him was not a human, but he didn't look like a monster, either. Not zombies.
The fat man Yu Jian came over. Although he had always wanted to be as free and easy as Li Xiaoyao, Hu Ge was not that bloated. He was elegant and free and easy, but he didn't feel it at all. Instead, it made people feel like a mountain of flesh that had fallen over.
The girl turned around and looked at the fat man again. She didn't speak or make a sound, as if she couldn't think.
The fat man walked over, put his hand on the top of the girl's head, then focused his gaze, and in an instant he pulled out a silver needle from the back of the girl's head. The silver needle was very long, the length of two adult hands. And it had been stuck in the girl's head before.
When the silver needle was taken out by the fat man, the smile on the girl's face immediately became more intense, and then her body began to crack, and a bunch of gold and silver ingots made of paper flew out from it. These paper ingots burned on their own after falling to the ground. , exuding a foul odor.
"What is this?" Su Bai asked again.
In fact, the girl's threat was not threatening at all. After all, the three of them were no longer the Wu Xia Amen of the past. Unless they encountered perverts like Armor or Fusu who were related to the pre-Qin Dynasty, there were few who could threaten their safety. Yes, of course, threats within the audience circle do not count.
"The little girl who was buried with her turned into a spirit and ran out on her own. She wanted to ask us for help to find relief. She brought that goat as a reward for us." The fat man said calmly, "Haha, that goat The goat has vomited out its intestines, I'm going to clean up and start the barbecue early."
Su Bai lowered his head again and looked at the paper ashes on the ground. He finished smoking the cigarette quietly and returned to the fat man. The fat man used Buddha's hatchet to remove the bones and scrape the flesh. When Su Bai came back, the two of them were Someone has already lit a fire and set up a simple grill.
"Then I'll just wait and eat." Su Bai had nothing to do to help, and it seemed that he was of no use. He sat down next to him and said, "The suppression of the broadcast is getting weaker and weaker."
The appearance of Fusu and the riot of the armored men were a big aspect, but now the three of them actually met a girl running out of who knows which tomb on the road. This was a small aspect. In short, It seems that when the broadcast is about to move, those things that are usually invisible seem to have lost their restraints. This is different from what I and others expected before. Everyone thought that the broadcast would be cleaned, but now the snakes, rats, rats and ants have all Crawled stately in the living room.
"Perhaps, radio has already changed the dimensional properties of this world. Maybe radio is deliberately suppressing some things so that this world can still retain some things that should not appear and exist in a technologically civilized society." Buddha guessed, "After all, Broadcast also knows that when the water is clear, there will be no fish, but I think that maybe after Broadcast leaves here and enters the next world plane, the plane attributes of this world will clean up themselves.
Of course, the level of this kind of cleaning will be relatively low, just like washing a piece of clothing with clean water, which can remove most of the dirt, but stubborn stains still need to be solved by the listener before leaving the broadcast. . "
"There is no need for us to take action at this level. Since the girls buried with them can be transformed into spirits, obviously the owner of the tomb should be more powerful, but at most a senior person can solve it, and the broadcaster will not assign us a real task to do this. Yes, this is overkill." After the fat man finished speaking, he smashed his mouth and said somewhat helplessly: "I only have salt here, but no other seasonings. Let's just eat together. At least it tastes better than instant noodles."
Although there was firewood in the fire, the fat man added a igniting charm, so the fire burned like a small stove. Soon, the fat man began to cut the meat, each person took a big piece, and sat on the ground, and everyone began to eat.
Su Bai tore off a piece and put it into his mouth. The mutton was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with just the right hint of mutton flavor.
"Hey, I just like to eat something with a bit of odor, otherwise what's the difference between eating pork?" The fat man smiled, obviously quite satisfied with his craftsmanship.
Su Bai took a few more bites, then put the mutton down and said, "That's not right."
"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good." The fat man asked.
"We went to Leshan, but Fusu who was sealed in Leshan came out, and the armored man who was sealed under Sanjiang also started to be restless and almost came out. If this is explained by coincidence, it is barely possible, but in an inexplicable tomb The girls who have become sperm and buried with them can take the initiative to come to us to seek relief...
I thought it was strange before, because with our current strength level, the buried girl would not be able to sense our special aura even if she became a spirit. Based on her strength level, she should think that we are just ordinary people. "
Su Bai paused again, and then a look of understanding appeared on his face, "I understand, Lord Buddha, your guess is probably wrong. I think the cleaning method of the radio is very simple. We should have had this feeling when we first became listeners. It seems that those supernatural and strange things will happen around me or be encountered by me with increasing frequency.
So now,
The radio should have turned up this frequency. Now all listeners in the real world are like big light bulbs in the dark night to things that do not conform to the theme of the medium-level technological civilization plane. Where are the listeners nearby? Those things will come one after another regardless of their strength,
Even if it's...a moth flying into a flame.
We are actually doing okay, and even experienced people can be considered okay, but experiencers, low-level listeners, and ordinary listeners may have started a while ago, and the real world may be more dangerous to them than the story world. . . "