Chapter 551: Icelandic Horror (84)

"call!"

In the cold wind of the dark night, a small pile of flames burned deep in the Changbai Mountain Forest Farm. The burning branches made a beeping sound, illuminating the snowy field in front of them. Clouds of white mist rose up, and I was freezing all the way up the mountain. People were shivering and gathered around the fire to keep warm. Their hands and feet were numb, and their faces were burning with pain from the wind. The snow on their heads and bodies turned into water and then froze into ice, and the cold seemed to penetrate into the seams of their bones. .

Some people wrapped themselves tightly in cotton-padded clothes, while others picked up dead branches and added them to the fire in an attempt to make the fire burn brighter and warmer. Everyone took turns warming up the fire in silence. There was not enough room for fifteen people to stand around this small fire. Of course, now in the team There are only fourteen people left.

"Brother Qing, let's, let's really leave Xiao Sun behind? Let's go find him."

As people warmed up and their courage came to life, Dong Yang hesitated and couldn't help but speak.

"Nonsense."

Brother Qing didn't say a word. A Liang, who was stamping his feet and rubbing his hands coldly, glared at him and said unkindly: "What do you mean we are throwing our little grandson behind? Are we throwing him away? It's because he didn't catch up."

Dong Yang became anxious when he heard what he said: "He fell down. It's not that he couldn't follow him. You, you all heard him calling for help..."

A Liang interrupted him and said sarcastically: "Yeah, you heard it too, why don't you go down and save him."

"I……"

Dong Yang was anxious and ashamed, and his face was red. He didn't know whether it was from the cold or from the embarrassment of A Liang's ridicule.

"Okay, don't make any noise. Ah Liang, please talk nicely."

Sister Mei put some snow in the enamel cup given by the tour guide and put it next to the fire to drink hot water. She advised: "It's dark and windy and snowy on the way up the mountain. If you stay away from the tour guide, you'll freeze into popsicles." Sun fell too deep and won't be able to save him for a while, and we don't have the strength."

Sister Mei sighed: "The injury I suffered before has not healed yet, and everyone is exhausted. No one has bad intentions. If the tour guide is willing to stop there for a while, I believe everyone will go to save people, but..."

But how could the tour guide go to save people? It was as if he didn't hear Xiao Sun's cry for help and didn't even stop.

"Yes, alas..."

"snort."

Sister Mei pushed the pot towards the tour guide, Dong Yang sighed, and A Liang snorted coldly. They all lowered their voices at the same time, as if they were afraid of being heard by the tour guide in the distance.

"Hey, Sister Mei, what you said is not right."

But Axiang couldn't stand their behavior, and said angrily: "Xiao Sun fell down by himself, and the tour guide didn't push him or hurt him, so why is he the unlucky one? I worry about my own life, anyway, I am He would not lose sight of the road and break his leg, losing his life and dragging down the entire brigade.”

"It's really because Xiao Sun stopped the team and couldn't reach the forest farm in time. The entire team must bear the responsibility for not arriving at the scenic spot in time. Director Ding is responsible for everyone."

"Besides, did you ask the tour guide if he could stop for a moment? Did anyone say that he was going to save Xiaosun at that time? Director Ding was at the front so he could hear and see everything. You didn't even mention it. Now people are blaming others. It is human nature for some people to be selfish and self-protective. No one says anything, but if you want to be a bitch and want to build a memorial arch, it is really ridiculous. "

Axiang sneered and combed her hair: "I want you to go, my hair is not dry yet."

Axiang was very beautiful, with long, beautiful black hair. While everyone was warming their bodies and boiling water, she untied her long hair, which was soaked in ice and snow, and roasted it by the fire.

"What do you mean? Ah? Axiang, what do you mean by this?!"

A Liang was so angry that his face turned blue and white. He lowered his voice and pointed at A Xiang and cursed: "Who is a bitch? Look at how you behave. You open your mouth to be a director and close your mouth. You are pretending to be a director." Do you really think Director Ding likes this?"

"You're scolding me? Ah Liang, what kind of dog are you that dare to scold me?!"

Axiang's eyes were red with anger, Dong Yang didn't dare to say anything, and Sister Mei also lowered her eyes. Aliang and Axiang were a couple. They had conflicts before and wanted to relax through this trip. Unexpectedly, after the seven-day journey, the relationship between the two became worse and worse, and they were about to break up. Such quarrels were normal.

"Okay, stop making trouble. Why do you keep making noise?"

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Seeing that Ah Liang and Ah Xiang were getting more and more noisy and about to take action, Brother Qing, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke up. He was in his forties, and his face was weathered and wrinkled. He looked like someone in his fifties. He was usually very silent, but when he spoke He speaks to the point and is very prestigious in the team. He is considered the temporary captain. As soon as he opened his mouth, A Liang and A Xiang finally stopped arguing.

"A-Liang, Dong Yang, wait until the sun comes out. When you have free time, you two will come with me and walk along the loop to find Xiaosun."

Brother Qing made the final decision and carefully took out something from his arms. It was a golden-brown mouse, curled up in his palm and sleeping soundly. As if feeling the cold air, it shivered and began to shiver.

"I will leave its nest in the camp, and it will bring us back even if we get lost in the mountains."

"Okay! Just do what Brother Qing says!"

As soon as Brother Qing came forward, the team finally unified their voice, and everyone seemed to be relieved. But everyone knew that in this ice and snow, Xiao Sun, who had broken his leg, would not survive until that time. In their hearts, Xiao Sun had already It's a dead person.

Not long after, the tour guide handed out an eight-handled curved handle saw. The curved wooden handle was embedded with an arm-long saw blade. It looked like a knife, with only one side having serrations. The seven people who own the bent saws are responsible for felling the trees, and the other seven people correspond to them one by one and serve as assistants.

"Director Ding, do you want to sell the extra saw?"

Axiang asked boldly. Director Ding had just announced the task volume. Even if everyone had a saw, it would be difficult to complete the daily amount of felling, let alone only seven people with saws. A Xiang and A Liang were assigned to a group, but she was angry and would rather work alone and wanted to cut the wood by herself, so she set her sights on the bent saw in Director Ding's hand.

"This is the saw that I will give to Xiao Sun."

Director Ding said coldly: "If you want to borrow it, you have to ask Xiao Sun to borrow it."

When he said this, everyone looked unhappy. The smile on Axiang's face became even more forced. Ask Xiao Sun to borrow it? Go to the underworld to borrow it from him? Xiao Sun is already dead——

"Then Axiang, you can team up with me, cough cough."

At this moment, a familiar and weak voice came from the side of the camp: "It's not easy for me to cut down trees like this. You use a bent handle to saw, and I'll be your assistant."

"Xiao Sun?!"

Everyone was shocked, this was Xiao Sun’s voice! A standing figure could be vaguely seen at the edge where the light of the fire met the darkness. He was dragging his right leg and was covered in snow, as if he had just crawled out of a snow ditch. Did Xiao Sun really climb out of the snow ditch on his own? Everyone was surprised, wary, and vaguely afraid. Only Dong Yang rushed over in surprise and joy.

"Xiao Sun! Are you okay!"

Dong Yang helped beat the snow on his body, but found that the snow seemed to be frozen on Xiao Sun's body, and his skin was cold and without any warmth. Dong Yang didn't think much, and quickly took off his coat and put it on Xiao Sun, helping him to sit by the fire.

"I'm fine, Dong Yang."

Xiao Sun was coughing badly, and his voice sounded strangely vague: "Thank you for thinking about me."

"Don't say that, I, I, oh, I'm sorry, Xiao Sun, I'm so sorry."

Xiao Sun's words left Dong Yang at a loss, feeling ashamed and guilty. He apologized repeatedly: "Everyone is worried about you. Brother Qing will take us to find you soon."

"It's okay, it's all over."

Xiao Sun said vaguely: "I'm back, haven't I?"

"Just come back."

Brother Qing walked over slowly, patted Xiao Sun on the shoulder, and said warmly: "You must be freezing. Go to the fire to warm yourself up and drink some wine."

"Brother Qing, didn't you say you've finished the wine?"

Dong Yang sniffed and smelled a faint smell of urine. But seeing Brother Qing take out his cherished silver flat wine flask and hand it to Xiao Sun, he couldn't help but joke that the souls of those who entered Changbai Mountain in December were out of body, and they relied on Brother Qing's wine flask to survive these days. Brother Qing loves to drink, and they often joke like this between them, but this time he was given a hard look by Brother Qing.

"Thank you, Brother Qing, I can still hold on."

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Xiao Sun refused: "Let's go, Director Ding is getting impatient to wait."

"You can't call the mountain before dawn. The deputy is responsible for checking the surroundings. If you see something under a tree that does not belong in the forest, you should stop immediately and cut down another tree."

"Don't be afraid of hardship or tiredness. We must cut down a lot of good wood for the country so that we can build tall buildings!"

When everyone was gathered, Director Ding took them out of the camp to the forest farm after a few words of caution. When it dawns late in the winter in the Northeast, it is pitch black everywhere in the deep mountains and old forests. At first, everyone gathered together, but as we walked, they all dispersed.

Dong Yang followed Brother Qing closely. He and Brother Qing were in a team. He was responsible for cutting down trees, and the experienced Brother Qing acted as his deputy. Dong Yang didn't understand what "not belonging to the forest" meant, and he didn't dare to ask. It was too dark to see anything clearly, and he wanted to grab Brother Qing's hand. Except for the sound of crunching snow, the surroundings were eerily quiet. The quieter it was, the easier it was for people to think wildly. Dong Yang couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Xiao Sun's physique is really good. He can handle this. He just has a limp when he walks. It's hard to go up the mountain to log wood."

"Axiang wanted to break up the saw with Ah Liang before, but now Xiaosun has come back and regretted it. It's better for Sister Mei to take Xiaosun with her. How can Xiaosun go up the mountain to cut wood alone in this weather and condition?"

"Oh, I feel like I'm nothing. I still have the nerve to ask Xiao Sun for forgiveness. But we should apologize to him. It's better to have him back than anything else..."

"Some apologies can't be made nonsense."

Brother Qing suddenly said: "If you admit your mistake, it will think it is your fault. Be careful of trouble coming from your mouth."

Dong Yang was a little embarrassed when he heard what he said: "Hey, isn't this just for peace of mind?"

He still felt that he had to at least apologize, but Dong Yang was not good at arguing with others, so he bowed his head and left in a depressed manner. There was silence on his side, but Brother Qing began to speak: "Not all trees can be cut down. In the past, when going up the mountain to the forest farm to cut trees, you had to carry a wooden handle with you. Only the trees with the wooden handle's head picked out and tied with a red rope can be cut down."

Brother Qing taught Dong Yang to pick a tree by sawing three times at the root of the tree. Some trees look fine on the outside but are rotten on the inside, some trees do not meet the quality requirements, and some trees have ‘stuff’ inside.

Dong Yang didn't understand this. It was dark and he couldn't see anything clearly. He couldn't tell the difference between a good tree and a good tree. But one advantage he had was that he was obedient enough. He cut wherever Brother Qing asked him to. The curved handle saw given by the tour guide was rusty and the teeth were very dull. Dong Yang was sweating all over and his fingers were sore from sawing, so Brother Qing took him to change it. Sankeshu and Dong Yang had no objections and followed him obediently.

By the time we moved to the fourth tree, it was already dark. Brother Qing finally chose the tree, but he seemed a little hesitant. Dong Yang took off his gloves and was sweating profusely and started sawing the tree. Brother Qing picked up a dead branch and fiddled with the snow around the tree.

"Dong Yang, stop! Stop!"

Crackling, crackling, Dong Yang was sweating from sawing when he heard Brother Qing's anxious and nervous voice coming from behind: "Let's go, let's change the tree."

"Ah? Brother Qing, change the tree."

Dong Yang was a little unhappy. He sawed for a long time and sawed a gap in the tree. He didn't feel it when he sawed, but when he stood up, he felt his arms and waist sore. The tour guide didn't give them any good food this morning. Cornmeal cakes with carrot soup, Dong Yang felt that half of his strength was gone.

Although he was not happy, Dong Yang still got up and prepared to leave, but his movements were a little hesitant. Who knew that Brother Qing got angry: "If I tell you to go, go quickly!"

"Oh, okay, I'll go quickly."

Dong Yang was startled and hurried to Brother Qing's side. The snow around Brother Qing was a mess, all scratched by him with branches. What did Brother Qing find? Dong Yang looked over curiously. At this time, the sky was already dawning, and he could vaguely see something on the snow. In the snow pit scratched by Brother Qing, there were clumps of black tangled together, like the fur of some animal, the roots of a tree, or the hair of a woman.

Dong Yang shuddered, not daring to look anymore, and followed Brother Qing to the fifth tree. This time there was no accident. They kept sawing trees until noon when they were going back to the camp for lunch. Dong Yang finally sawed down a tree as thick as a bowl.

"Fell down along the mountain——"

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding creaking sound, the snow on the branches fell down. Brother Qing stepped aside and shouted the call for fell down along the mountain. The voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly even from a distance.

When felling trees, you must shout the call for felling down along the mountain. There are three kinds of calls. Falling down along the mountain means that the tree falls straight down, falling down along the mountain means that the tree falls horizontally from the hillside, and falling up the mountain means that the tree falls in the direction of the mountain*. The call must not be wrong. Everyone in the forest farm felling trees not far away, and not only one tree may fall at the same time. When the tree fell, the snow on the branches flew up and down, making people's eyes squinting. The snow was slippery and inconvenient to move, which made it easy for accidents to happen*

"It's not just for people to hide, but shouting is also to make those things leave the tree in time."

After successfully sawing down a tree, Brother Qing was also happy. On the way back, he took the initiative to start a topic: "There are many old ginseng and ganoderma in Changbai Mountain, especially in this pine forest. It's too cold outside in winter, so some of them will live in the trees for the winter. Once the tree is cut down and the air is cut off from the ground, their spirit will be trapped in the tree and can't get out. The body will gradually wither and die, which is very miserable."

"No wonder I seemed to see something rushing out of the snow just now."

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Dong Yang smiled and applauded, and thought of what Brother Qing had dug out in the snow just now. Seeing that Brother Qing was in a good mood now, he couldn't help asking: "I seem to see it moving. Is it a ginseng spirit or something?"

But Brother Qing's face changed immediately when he heard him ask this, and just said: "You will know when you go back."

You will know when you go back? Dong Yang didn't dare to ask because of Brother Qing's ugly face. The two returned to the camp in silence. They saw that the camp was in a mess. Sister Mei was in a state of panic and sat by the campfire in her coat. She was covered in blood and looked dazed. What happened? Before Dong Yang could ask, A Liang rushed over like a madman and asked anxiously, "Have you seen A Xiang? Have you seen A Xiang?!"

A Xiang was missing. She refused to be in the same group with Xiao Sun, and finally she was in the same group with A Liang. The two had a quarrel when they went up the mountain to cut wood. A Liang ridiculed her while sawing trees. A Xiang was so angry that she simply went to set traps somewhere else to catch pheasants. Director Ding announced the team meal for the day in the morning. For lunch, it was a steamed bun with pickled vegetables and snow water. A Xiang had some hunters' skills in setting traps. It was not the first time that she caught wild animals to improve the food in the past few days. A Liang let her go.

When it was noon, A Xiang hadn't come back yet. He thought that A Xiang had gone back to the camp out of anger, but he didn't see A Xiang after he came back.

Dong Yang shuddered for some reason, thinking of the black hair-like thing he saw in the snow.

"Trapping pheasants? How dare she trap pheasants! Is that something she can eat!"

Brother Qing was furious when he heard this, and immediately took people into the mountains to look for it. They went around and found the tree, and there were three saw marks left by Dong Yang at the root of the tree. When they dug up the snow, they saw clumps of black things puffed out. That was Ah Xiang's hair. She had beautiful black long hair, but now her hair was pulled out in clumps, and her bloody scalp was frozen together with the ice and snow.

Ah Xiang, with blood all over her head, fell in the snow with her eyes wide open in fear, her mouth was full of pheasant feathers, and her body was frozen. Ah Liang cried and dug her out and held her in his arms, shaking his hands to feel her breath.

Ah Xiang is dead.

"Hiss——"

Ah Liang kept crying, Brother Qing smoked silently, and Dong Yang couldn't believe it all, muttering. He thought of the time when he first saw the black hair in the snow when it was still dark, and the hair seemed to be moving. If, if it was Ah Xiang in the snow, was Ah Xiang still alive at that time? Did Brother Qing know that it was Ah Xiang in the snow and that she was still alive?

But Brother Qing took him away directly.

Dong Yang couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice when the others were gone. He still remembers Brother Qing's cold tone at that time.

"Some people's death cannot be saved, so you shouldn't touch them."

"If you touch them, it will remember them together. It holds a grudge and is starting to retaliate now."

"You are still young and too naive."

"But, but you have to save her! How can you just watch her die without saving her? Ah Xiang was really still alive at that time? Do you know?"

Although he didn't say it directly, the hidden meaning behind Brother Qing's words made Dong Yang lose control of his emotions. He couldn't imagine that Brother Qing was such a person. His lips were trembling. He wanted to say something, but nothing came out. Brother Qing didn't owe him anything, and even said that he indirectly protected him without his knowledge. But Dong Yang couldn't vent his emotions for a while, so he ran back to the camp.

After returning, he discovered that A Liang had carried A Xiang back to the camp, sat by the fire, and refused to separate from her no matter what. When someone tried to persuade him, he shouted hysterically, "Xiao Sun can come back alive, and A Xiang can wake up!" ’

He even opened Axiang's mouth and fed her hot water.

Ah Liang's efforts were not in vain. Just when he was about to go to work logging again in the afternoon, Ah Xiang miraculously opened his eyes!

* *

After listening to Dong Yang's trembling words, all the passengers beside the bonfire felt their scalps numb, and all the weak passengers looked terribly ugly. How could anyone survive when their scalps were torn off alive? The more he thought about it, the unbearable pain came from his scalp, as if some monster was tearing their scalp cruelly. Philip was particularly empathic. At this moment, he could see his face was horrified, and his fingers were full of fallen hair. It even started to bleed!

But the strong passengers were relatively calm. Of course a person could survive if his scalp was torn off alive, and it's not like his scalp had not been torn off. This kind of thing does not cause real fear in their hearts, and some people are even in the mood to see Director B. Staring at his SAN value that dropped to fifteen, he pondered in his mind.

With Story C of this level being able to deactivate his SAN so quickly...it seems like it's not impossible to reset his SAN value to zero? Some powerful travelers were eager to try, counting the time, and wanted to tell stories, but soon everyone's thoughts were interrupted by a scream.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh - stop talking, stop talking!"

Brother Qing roared heart-breakingly, almost losing control of his emotions. The bright red blood steamed from his snow-white skull and soaked on his resolute cheeks - his scalp was completely torn off at some point, revealing a white and bloody skull, just like A Xiang's death. He screamed, begged, and even yelled at Dong Yang to stop telling this story.

But Dong Yang didn't seem to hear his voice, nor was he disturbed by Brother Qing. When the storyteller begins to tell a story, he cannot be disturbed by outside forces unless time ceases.

I heard Dong Yang continue to talk: "In the afternoon, we went to the forest farm to cut wood. Before leaving, I saw Sister Mei's frown. I asked her how she was doing, and she showed me the injury on her arm."

"The bleeding couldn't stop, and the wound started to fester and pus!"

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