Chapter 17: Beside the Bonfire ()

The bearded man looked at my surprised expression and smiled mysteriously: "Guess, how old am I?" I said, "I don't know, please tell me quickly, don't you call me a blood demon, you are a demon yourself, right?"

He laughed: "If I were a demon, would you still have life?" I said, don't go around the corner, come here truthfully, how old are you?

The bearded man put away his smile and said seriously: "Mingtian, although you and I have known each other for a long time, I have experienced a lot of things together. I remember that before you drown, I signaled me to escape alone and not to worry about you. I was very moved at that time and I had already treated you as a brother in my heart. But I can't tell you all the things, for fear that you can't accept them for the time being. When it's time to tell you, I will naturally tell you, and don't ask too much."

He said this clearly because he admitted that his age was beyond my imagination, which made me even more curious about this mysterious man. But I knew his nature, and even if he didn't want to say something, he couldn't ask even if he really broke the casserole. Fortunately, I have a deep impression of him now, and since he doesn't want to answer, I gave up. However, there was a wish that was deeply buried in my heart - sooner or later, I would dig out the bearded man's life experience thoroughly.

I took out my clothes and put them on each of my bearded men. The days of wearing only a pair of underwear finally ended, so as not to feel funny and awkward when I looked at each other.

Following the instructions of the bearded man, we started to pick up firewood in the mountains. At this time, I was seriously injured and had not recovered. I couldn't do much effort, so I only picked up some branches and leaves. The bearded man had a lot of harvest. Not only did he bring a few thick trunks, but he also beat a pheasant for dinner.

It was already dark at this time. I turned on the headlights to illuminate the bearded man. He used a wooden stick to dig a pit on the ground. There were two pits, one big and one small. The larger one was prepared for the blood demon. The smaller one was the pitiful tomb of Ye Bizhi.

I took a box of cigarettes from the car, lit them with a cigarette lighter and sucked them twice. Looking at Yebi's body, I couldn't help but burst into tears again. Then I ignited the toilet paper with the cigarette butt and lit a bonfire not far from the car.

After the bearded man dug the pit, he buried the wild monster first. Then he threw the piles of branches and trunks into the pit together with the blood demon's corpse. With a handful of fire, the blood demon's corpse was immediately swallowed by the flames.

We both looked at the corpses in the fire, and had their own thoughts in our hearts. The bearded man must be very happy to have a freak who caused harm to the world, while I felt a little guilty. After all, what we are doing now is a major case of killing people and burning corpses. If the incident really happens, I am afraid I will never be able to explain it in my life.

At this moment, I suddenly saw a strange phenomenon. There seemed to be some pattern on the back of the blood demon, but because the fire was too fierce and the burning speed was too fast, the skin with the pattern was burned in an instant. What followed was a strong burning stinking. I quickly stepped back several steps, knelt on the ground and started to retching, but my stomach was empty and I couldn't spit out anything.

After the body was burnt, the bearded man filled the pit with soil, then stomped it firmly on it several times before he breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the campfire and wanted to roast chicken.

I blamed in surprise: "Big Beard! You are too broad-minded. I just finished the body and cooked chicken. Can you continue to eat it?"

The bearded man smiled: "What's there to eat? I'm eating chicken, not a blood demon."

The more he said this, the more I felt nauseous, and my stomach became cramped. I hurriedly pressed his mouth and told him not to say anything anymore, and I was about to vomit again.

Since then, I feel nauseous when I see barbecue and can always remember the scene of the corpse being burned. It was not until the bearded man and I entered the mountain again that we had no choice but to eat meat again. This is a later story, so I will not say it for now.

Let’s talk about the bearded man and I were beside the bonfire that night. The bearded man was gnawing the grilled pheasant, but I only barely ate some puffed food.

We ate and chatted. During the conversation, I learned that the bearded man had no relatives or friends in the world. If it weren't for going down the mountain to chase the blood demon this time, he hadn't left the deep mountains and forests for nearly ten years. His daily necessities were exchanged with people in small shops dozens of miles below the mountain. Simply put, he almost lived a primitive life and basically did not have contact with the outside world.

I asked him what he had next plan, and he said he planned to continue looking for clues to the blood demon. Eighty years ago, he thought there was only one blood demon, and it would be over after killing it. But he didn't expect that after so many years, there would be a blood demon in the world. There is a very likely third, fourth, or even more. He wanted to find the root of the blood demon and completely eliminate it, so as not to die tragically inexplicably.

I told the Bearded Man that I had seen a pattern behind the blood demon before, but because it burned too quickly, I was not sure if I could see it clearly. The Bearded Man said that he knew the pattern, and it seemed that there was a pattern behind every blood demon.

I said this is the clue. If you look up according to the pattern, you can catch up to the source if you can't do it. I can help you with this. If you remember the pattern, maybe I can really find any information for you.

When he heard me that I could find it, the bearded man immediately said, "Okay, I'll draw it for you now." Then he picked up a branch, squatted on the ground and started drawing.

I was really amused by his actions and hurriedly said, "I said you are really my own ancestor. Don't draw here. It's useless to draw here. There is no computer here. What should I use to check for you? I have to go home to check it. Do you understand? Go back with me and you will know the clues as soon as you find them."

The bearded man said that this was exactly what he wanted. First, he had not gone down the mountain for many years, and he didn't know what the world has become now. Without someone to help, he really had no idea how to start. Second, the amulet on my neck may have something to do with the blood demon, so he doesn't want to separate from me for the time being.

I was a little puzzled when I heard this, and I asked him: "What can my amulet and the blood demon? Two objects that are completely inseparable from each other?"

The bearded man pretended to be mysterious and said, "Look carefully, what is your amulet?" I said, "You still need to ask?"

The bearded man said again: "Then think about it again, is there anything on the blood demon very similar to your amulet?"

I was shocked and already knew the answer, but the answer was too amazing and I didn't dare to answer for a moment.

The bearded man saw my expression and knew that I had already thought of the answer, but he still asked, "What is it?"

I replied tremblingly: "Is it... it's the blood demon's teeth?"

The bearded man smiled slightly, and he continued to roast the chicken in front of the fire. But at this time I couldn't sit still. The amulet I had carried for more than ten years turned out to be the teeth of the blood-sucking monster. I couldn't accept this at all.

I picked up the amulet and looked at it carefully in front of me, and asked the big bearded man in a low voice: "How do you know for sure it is the blood demon's teeth? Don't the lion's teeth and tiger's teeth all grow like this?" The big bearded man said: "I couldn't make a conclusion at first, but later something happened, and I decided that you were the blood demon's teeth." I hurriedly asked him: "What's the matter?"

The bearded man waved his hand up and down the air a few times, signaling me not to be anxious, and then said, "Do you remember that you were hit by the snake monster's tail in the snake cave?" I said, "Why don't I remember? It's still painful now. The bearded continued, "You vomited blood after being hit by the snake monster, right? What happened after vomiting blood?" The more I heard, I became more anxious, and blamed me: "Nonsense, after vomiting blood, you ran away with me. Why do you talk so hard? Have you had to talk around little by little? Do you think it's a story meeting now?"

The bearded man was not angry and smiled: "What I said is, after the snake monster died, did you forget what happened to your amulet?"

I suddenly remembered and the interface said, "It's glowing!"

The bearded man nodded: "Yes, it's glowing. At that time, I suspected that your amulet was the teeth of the blood demon. But you insisted that it was your heirloom. I was in a hurry to get out of the hole and didn't want to have too many verbal disputes with you. In addition, the light was too dark and I couldn't be completely sure, so I didn't say much. Later, when you left the cave, when you were unconscious, I accidentally found that the blood on your chest was something wrong. After a closer look, I realized that the blood on your chest was spit out after being hit by the snake monster. But what's strange is that your amulet is very clean, and the surroundings of the amulet are covered with blood, but there is no drop of blood around the amulet. Why is that?"

When I heard him say this, I quickly lifted up my shirt. As he said, the dark red blood was still on my chest and had already formed a blood scab. But the skin around the amulet was dripping blood, forming a neat circle. I saw cold sweat flowing and said with a trembling trembling: "Are you saying that the amulet sucked the blood dry?"

The bearded man said: "I think it should be, and there is no better explanation for this."

I said with a confused look on my face: "It's still wrong. The blood demon's teeth are white, and I am purple..." He didn't know what the bearded man said, and he couldn't be completely sure that this was the blood demon's teeth, but at least he could be sure that this tooth is extremely sensitive to blood. Perhaps this tooth has a profound origin and therefore has some magic power. But these are just speculations and cannot be verified for the time being.

I closed my eyes and recalled it in my mind. My father picked up a tooth next to the corpse of the cemetery. He said at that time that the person who dug the grave seemed to be looking for something. From this point of view, it is very likely that he was looking for this tooth. The thrilling ghost-hit incident in the ghost house during college happened to have been exposed after I exposed the amulet, Gu Shenghu, who was on the ghost, suddenly got under control. In the snake cave two days ago, the amulet was sucked and spit out blood. After encountering the green stone, I almost got crazy by hallucinations. At that time, the amulet was indeed shaking in my hands, as if to wake me up. This tooth does have an indescribable strange story, but is it really evil? I just felt a mess in my mind, and the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't understand it.

In order to prove whether the amulet really sucks blood, I decided to try it. So I took off the amulet and placed it on the ground, then took out a fruit knife, cut a small mouth on my fingers, and soaked the blood dripping from my fingertips on the amulet.

The blood dripped down, and in a blink of an eye, disappeared without a trace, and what followed was the faint purple light emitted by the amulet.

My bearded man and I looked at each other and knew very well that these were probably the teeth of the blood demon, but no one could tell why they were so different from those of ordinary blood demons.

After more than ten seconds, the purple light gradually disappeared and returned to its quaint and calm appearance. The bearded man said, "It seems that it is much shorter than the last time."

I nodded and said in a low tone: "It should be because of too little blood. Perhaps the more blood it drinks, the longer it will shine." Looking at this amulet that I was familiar and unfamiliar, I felt confused and wanted to put it back on my neck, but when I remembered that this might be the terrifying blood demon teeth, my hand stretched out and retracted.

The bearded man saw through my thoughts and comforted me, "Don't think too much, everything is not decided yet. Besides, this thing has never harmed you, so what's there to be afraid of?" I was a little reluctant to let it go, but after hearing what the bearded man said, he picked it up and hanged it back on his neck.

Then, Big Bearded and I decided on three things. First, Big Bearded and I went back to Beijing with me and lived with me temporarily. Second, I helped Big Beard use my resources to investigate the origin of the pattern behind the blood demon, but I refused to help him kill the demon and burn the corpse. Third, Big Bearded can only sleep in the living room and is not allowed to sleep in the same bed with me.

After chatting for a while, I saw that the moon was setting and it was about to dawn when I spoke, the two of them fell asleep separately.

I slept until noon the next day. I ate the food I brought with me. I felt that my injuries were recovering well and I was stronger than yesterday. Before leaving, I shed a few more tears in front of Yebi's grave, and then drove back to Beijing with me.
Chapter completed!