In this unknown small mountain village in Outer Xing'an Mountains, the east village was attacked by huge strange creatures two months ago, with more than 180 people missing and their houses razed to the ground.

The clues found at the scene show that the strange creature that committed the murder was a huge snake creature.

And now, just in front of Lin Shuo and the other two, a big snake was actually entrenched at the entrance of the village in Xi Village!

Even if it is just traversing, it is as high as two floors!

Liu Qing, who was born in the Chinese Special Forces Sniper Brigade, had his pupils shrinking violently, and one hand had already reached into the backpack behind him with one hand.

In his backpack, there is a Colt M2000 pistol hidden, with fifteen rounds of ammunition.

This was the only weapon the four of them brought down the mountain. They were originally just in case, so they were not so easy to hide.

But Liu Qing still touched the gun at the first time. With such a big target, Liu Qing was sure that he had shot perfectly.

But Liu Qing couldn't pull back the hand that had touched the gun.

Because her wrist was already caught by Lin Shuo's hand like lightning.

Liu Qing subconsciously struggled for a while, but couldn't escape.

"What are you doing?" Liu Qing looked at Lin Shuo.

"What are you doing?" Lin Shuo looked at her with his eyes raised and asked back.

"A snake!" Liu Qing said in surprise.

"Look carefully." Lin Shuo said lightly.

Seeing Lin Shuo's calm expression, Liu Qing's mind calmed down and carefully looked at the big snake more than two hundred meters away in front of him.

"Why is it motionless?" Liu Qing also began to feel something was wrong.

"Deputy Captain Liu." Yang Tuo held his glasses and sighed, "Which snake has ever seen? The snake skin structure is the same as that of a tree bark, and it is bumpy."

"That's the bark." Lin Shuo said, "Fake."

Liu Qing's tense muscles finally relaxed, and she also saw clearly.

That is a fake snake, just like the Chinese dragon dance. The difference is that Chinese paper-made dragon dance uses paper, while this snake uses tree bark.

But it is indeed done like it, and from a distance, it looks like it is true.

"What do you do if you have nothing to do with a fake snake at the entrance of the village?" Liu Qing couldn't help but complain, "It's so scary."

"I just got attacked by a snake and put a snake at the entrance of the village." Yang Tuo also wondered, "What is the logic?"

Lin Shuo let go of Liu Qing's wrist and said, "Can you know if you go in and ask?"

...

There was no movement in this village from a distance. As soon as Lin Shuo and the four of them came in, they found it was quite lively.

This kind of excitement is not noisy, but the kind of constant busyness. Every household is busy in and out, as if it is organizing something.

A pig cries broke the busy silence.

In the third yard where Lin Shuo and the others passed by, pigs were being killed.

Five young and strong men held down the big white pig that was constantly struggling on the chopping board.

An old man in his early sixties walked out of the door of the main room with his hands behind his back, glanced at the scene inside and outside the yard, and didn't care about the pig killing in the yard.

He took a bamboo chair and went to the gate of the yard, took off the tobacco rod placed on his waist, lit it with a match, sat down and slapped it, and his eyes narrowed, began to look up and down at Lin Shuo and the other four standing outside the gate of the yard.

"Hello, uncle." Anne hurriedly said hello.

"Where did you call?" the old man asked after taking a few sips of cigarettes.

It is only twenty kilometers away from Heilongjiang. It is a local dialect, but it is a big mouthful of Chinese Northeastern dialect.

Anne slipped through a Beijing movie: "We are climbers from China. Are you lost here? Can you ask you a question?"

"Yo, it's from the other side of the river. Then your feet are very good." The old man praised, and then asked, "Forty miles southeast, there is a small town called Jialinda by the Heilongjiang River. Did you come from there, right?"

"Yes." Anne nodded.

"I spent the night on the mountain?"

"Um."

"Look at you, who are tender and tender, can endure hardships. From here, there is a village that is bigger than here. But it's more than forty miles away from here, and you can't walk in one breath."

As he was talking, the pigs in the yard were screaming higher and higher. The old man glanced at the yard and his face turned stiff.

The big white pig had already broken free from everyone and ran away in the yard.

The five men were chasing behind and blocking in front, making a mess.

The old man kowtowed the cigarette pot by the door and cursed: "A bunch of silly roe deer can't even kill a pig."

Just as he was cursing, the big white pig seemed to have finally found the exit, and turned his head and rushed towards the gate of the yard.

The pig was like a small tank, with a size of about 400 pounds. When it changed direction, the men in the yard were panicked:

"Grandpa, be careful!"

"Dad! Get out of here!"

The younger generations were anxious, but the old man looked calm.

There is no special butcher in the village. Whenever the village does something, he, the old hunter, usually asks him, to take the swordsman.

In this life, there were hundreds of pigs he sent away, both of them and all.

Unexpectedly, retribution came this time.

The pig rushed over like this. The old man was distracted and it was too late to hide.

Just as the old man was stunned, among the four people beside him, a tall and thin young man took a step in front of the old man.

The big white pig in the yard stopped when it was about two meters away from the entrance of the yard.

The pig looked up at the young man, and then began to tremble all over. After a while, it shook like a sieve.

The young man took a small step forward, and the pig suddenly became incontinent with feces and urine, and his limbs fell to the ground.

Everyone in the yard was stunned.

"Why are you still standing there? Bundle it!" The old man shouted, and the men in the yard reacted and rushed forward and tied up the pigs.

Seeing that the pig had been tied up, Lin Shuo slowly turned around and left the yard.

The old man looked at Lin Shuo with his slit eyes, and he stopped talking. After thinking for a while, he said, "Young man, let's stay for dinner."

"Oh, that's so embarrassing." Anne continued.

The old man didn't look at Anne, just stared at Lin Shuo.

Lin Shuo pulled the corner of his mouth and showed an extremely reluctant smile: "I eat more than ordinary people."

The old man nodded: "I'm full here."

...

On that day, the four of them ate two pig-killing dishes at the old man's house.

The pigs here are not as big and fat as the lean pigs in the city. They are full of oil and water.

In Lin Shuo's eyes, the old man's family was not very good at killing pigs, but they were very good at making pigs. Especially the pair of lanterns, which means that the pigs were put into the water, were made very delicious.

Lin Shuo had a comfortable meal for these two meals. However, he did not eat them openly. After all, it was not easy for people to kill a pig in such a village.

The old man's enthusiasm is like the burning knife they brewed by their homemade family, not burning his mouth or heartburning.

After two meals, the old man and Lin Shuo had already talked about everything.

Especially Anne, this woman is not only beautiful but also sweet-mouthed. She clearly doesn't tell a word, but she makes the old man's family excited.

In her mouth, Lin Shuo, Liu Qing and Yang Tuo were a young couple, both of whom graduated from prestigious Chinese universities and came here for hiking.

In order to cover up Lin Shuo’s incident this morning, she also made up the identity of Lin Shuo’s three generations of pig-killing identity for Lin Shuo, which caused Lin Shuo to roll his eyes.

After dinner, everyone was full of food and food. Yang Tuo and Liu Qing said they were going out for a walk to digest food, but in fact they went to other people's homes to inquire about information.

Lin Shuo and Anne stayed and chatted with the old man.

"Old man." Anne felt that the temperature was almost the same, and seemed to ask casually, "When we entered the village this morning, what was going on with that snake! I was so scared!"

"Hehe, girl, don't be afraid." The old man smiled, "That's the Black Water Dragon King, bless us."

"Oh?" Anne asked, "What is the Black Water Dragon King? Is it a god?"

The old man nodded: "It is normal for you outsiders to not know. This Black Water Dragon King is our guardian saint in a radius of four or five hundred miles."

"Is this Black Water Dragon King a big snake as big as the fake snake at the entrance of the village?" Anne asked again.

"Hey. The snake statue at the entrance of the village can be compared with the Black Water Dragon King. At most, we can find a three-point image." The old man's voice slowly fell, "The Black Water Dragon King, that's a lot, and it's so arrogant."

"I heard you say that, it seems like you've seen it."

"That's right." The old man nodded and said, "When I was a child, I did see it with my own eyes."

"Really? Have you seen it with your own eyes?" Anne and Lin Shuo looked at each other and asked immediately.
To be continued...