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Chapter 57

I don’t know how long the incense table in the mountain temple has been stored.

Zhang Tong used a camping hand ax to easily chop the complete document into firewood.

The dry wood was successfully ignited after being burned with a lighter for a while. The warmth and light from the fire made everyone cheer.

After all, girls are thin-skinned, but boys don't care so much.

Several young people, including Zhang Tong, quickly took off their wet clothes, set them up with a few folded branches, and placed them next to the campfire to dry.

Boom!

Thunder was rolling outside the mountain temple, and the mountain rain seemed to be getting heavier.

“I don’t know when it will be finished?”

Looking blankly at the heavy rain outside the door, Zhuang Jia put his hands on his chin and said with some worry.

Fan Long, on the other hand, smiled.

He didn't say anything, grabbed his hiking bag and started rummaging around.

Fan Long took out one thing after another and placed them neatly on the ground.

"Tent, sleeping bag, power bank!"

"Senior, you have something!"

Looking at one thing after another on the ground, Feng Yu's eyes widened and his face was filled with surprise.

Fan Long glanced at Feng Yu proudly, then ran to Zhuang Jia with some attentiveness, squatted down, and said softly:

"Xiaozhuang, I will put up the tent in a moment, and you two girls can go in and change clothes."

"It's easy to get sick if you keep wearing wet clothes. Mountain rain is not the rain in the city. It's freezing."

Seeing Fan Long's considerate look, Zhuang Jia's face, which was a little pale from the cold, turned red slightly and said in a voice like a mosquito:

"Thank you, senior."

Thanking the senior, Fan Long seemed to be greatly encouraged, and he went to set up the tent excitedly.

Yeah, a serious tent.

Beside the campfire, Feng Yu felt sour. He nudged Zhang Tong with his elbow and gave Zhang Tong a look.

Amid Zhang Tong's incomprehensible expression, Feng Yu smiled mysteriously and said loudly:

"It's all taken care of, it's all taken care of."

"I have some good stuff here too!"

As he spoke, he took out the pots and pans from his bag as if by magic.

Not only that, after taking out the pots and pans, Feng Yu also took out bags after bags of instant noodles and ham sausages.

Zhang Tong was shocked!

It’s a tent and it’s instant noodles. Together, you really are here for camping.

Seeing Zhang Tong stunned, Feng Yu pushed him:

"Haidai, don't be stunned, let's eat for everyone!"

???

Zhang Tong pointed at himself, glanced at the two girls vaguely, and looked confused:

"Shall I feed it to everyone?"

Feng Yu replied matter-of-factly:

"You have a lot of water, so of course you're down there."

Zhang Tong looked strange, but still did as he was told.

I dug out two stones from the wall and put them together to build an earthen stove. I don't know if I used a stainless steel pot that was replaced by an old mobile phone to put it on top of the earthen stove.

Pour the water, put the seasonings on the bottom... and serve it to everyone. Zhang Tong did it very well.

After a while, the water in the stainless steel basin began to bubble, and the energy visible to the naked eye spread out, making the faces of the young people surrounding the fire look happy.

“It smells so good!”

"Why didn't I think instant noodles were so delicious before?"

"Has it gone down to the intestines? Has it gone down to the intestines?"

"Senior, don't worry about the tent for now, come over and eat some noodles first!"

Staring at the fragrant steel basin, Feng Yu picked up the rice bowl and chopsticks on the side and started serving noodles to everyone.

"Bliss!"

“It smells so good!”

With the hot face and belly, the warmth spreads from the inside out, dispelling the cold feeling, and even Zhang Tong felt a sense of happiness.

The sound of pounding rain was heard endlessly, and from time to time, dazzling thunder pierced the sky with loud rumbling noises.

In the mountain temple, the mountain god is as hideous as an evil ghost, but the bonfire in front of the mountain god statue exudes reassuring warmth and light.

The clothes were dried little by little, and hot instant noodles were served to satisfy hunger.

This scene was enough to satisfy all these college students' fantasies about adventure, which put a smile on each of their faces.

Under the light of the bonfire, everyone's face looked uncertain.

Looking at Fan Long who was squatting next to Zhuang Jia, wanting to get closer but not daring to get close, Feng Yu didn't know what he thought of, and he smiled and said:

"In the wild mountains and ridges, we have food, drink and barbecue. Why don't we tell a few stories?"

Several other people did not react for a while and looked at Feng Yu subconsciously. Feng Yu cleared his throat, deliberately lowered his voice and said:

It was already midnight and a doctor was preparing to go home after performing emergency treatment.

When I walked to the elevator door, I saw a female nurse, and we took the elevator downstairs together, but the elevator didn't stop until it reached the first floor and kept going down.

When they arrived at B3, the door opened, the elevator door opened, and a little girl appeared in front of them, lowering her head and saying she wanted to take the elevator.

Seeing this, the doctor hurriedly closed the elevator door, and the nurse asked strangely: "Why don't you let her come up?"

The doctor said: "B3 is the morgue of our hospital. The hospital has tied a red ribbon on the right hand of each corpse. Her right hand, his right hand has a red ribbon..."

After hearing this, the nurse gradually stretched out her right hand and said with a sinister smile: "Is it... such a red rope?

After telling the story, Feng Yu even laughed sadly.

His shadow was cast on the wall under the swaying light of the fire, just like a spider that chooses people to eat.

The sudden laughter really startled many people, especially Zhuang Jia, who subconsciously moved towards Fan Long.

Fan Long gave Feng Yu a grateful look, saying nothing.

Feng Yu, on the other hand, smiled slightly and glanced at Zhang Tong, hiding his merit and fame:

"Dahai, why don't you tell me something too?"

Looking at everyone's performance, Zhang Tong smiled bitterly in his heart, do you really think of this as camping?

But since Feng Yu asked him to speak by name, he couldn't help being gregarious.

After recalling the stories about mandrills he saw at the Internet cafe last night, Zhang Tong had an idea in his mind.

He first calmly turned over his knight uniform, then took a deep breath and looked at everyone with a serious expression:

"In that case, let me tell you a story."

"The story I'm telling you is about mandrills harming people."

"The so-called mandrill, according to rumors, is a kind of spirit in the mountains with infinite power."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Zhang Tong's face, and he pointed at the mountain god statue without any awe:

"In some legends, the mandrill is the dog raised by the mountain god's family."

"It just so happened that the story I told was the story of the mandrill killing people in the mountain temple."

"Mandrills generally have green faces, fangs, and scales..."
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