Between life and death [unlimited]

Chapter 175 The Village

In this remote and desolate mountain village located among the mountains, the local residents often talk about a little poem similar to a proverb:

"If you don't save a sheep, the wolves will attack you; if you don't save a person, the bandits will come to grab you; if you don't save a family, the whole village will suffer."

When pronounced in the local dialect, it sounds very rhyming.And this little poem, which is similar to the vernacular, also fully demonstrates the ideal concept of the local residents' collective solidarity, advancing and retreating with each other.

After taking photos of local residents working in the fields, Wei Guoping took out a piece of lens paper from his pocket and briefly wiped the telephoto lens that had just been blown by the strong wind.

The strength of his hand is very light and the range is very small. From the eyes of the few local children next to him, it seems to be "scratching the itch".

"If you wipe it like this, can you wipe it clean?" One of the boys, who was a little older but looked only six or seven years old, said to Wei Guoping with a smile.The little boy's Mandarin level is not very good, and he always speaks with a local accent.

The boy raised his tanned face curiously, pointed at the paper in Wei Guoping's hand, and explained, "Your paper is not even close to that thing."

Obviously, this kid who has never been out of the mountains since he was a child doesn't know what the name of the black thing that Wei Guoping holds in his hand that looks a bit like a local characteristic truffle - maybe in his eyes, That thing is like an enlarged version of the glass ball, but it was put into a black container.

So the boy smiled and said again, the bright smile on his small face showed his innocence: "Like, a glass ball."

Wei Guoping immediately recognized this child as the son of the owner of the house where he was temporarily staying, and his name seemed to be Mo Chi.It seems that the tall, short, fat and thin children around Mo Chi, but all of them were tanned without exception, should be his friends.

He smiled at these children with a very good temper, and patiently explained to them: "This thing is called a 'lens', and it is my good 'friend' at work. You said it is like a glass ball, which is pretty much the same. But , Don’t look at it as big as it is, it’s hard to take care of! And it’s very expensive, if I rub it hard, I’ll use it later, it’ll be spent in the front!”

In fact, Wei Guoping didn't know how much his explanation mixed with his hometown dialect and Mandarin could make this group of half-grown children understand.But the main purpose of his coming here this time is for this group of young children.So it is very important for him to deal with children well.

As for Wei Guoping photographing the farmers working in the fields like just now, it was just for pretending not to reveal his real purpose.

What's more, he, who has been engaged in field labor, has long seen that the adults in this village are not very good at working - at least the skinny fathers of the group of children can It can be seen that these people have not done long farming work.

Among the group of local children, only Mo Chi seemed to be able to speak a little Mandarin, and Wei Guoping could only hear the group of children chatting in the local dialect for a while.Then, Mo Chi asked Wei Guoping softly, "Is this thing... very expensive?"

It seems that these children are still interested in the camera lens in his hand.

"It's okay, the one in my hand is not the most expensive style." Wei Guoping simply fiddled with the old Hasselblad model in his hand: "But if it breaks, I have to save it for a few more months." The salary is enough to buy a new one.”

After Mo Chi heard Wei Guoping's explanation, a hidden light flashed in his black eyes that looked like glass balls, as if he had thought of something interesting.

But the child didn't say anything after that, he just nodded in response to Wei Guoping.

After "pretending to be" and taking a few photos, Wei Guoping planned to call it a day and go back to the resident's house where he was temporarily staying, that is, the home of the local kid, Mo Chi.

After everything was cleaned up, he raised his eyes to look at the top of his head, and suddenly found that there was a dark cloud in the sky at some point, like a heavy dark cloud full of rain.

The wind has also gradually increased. This place originally belonged to the plateau, and the current wind is much stronger than that on the plain.Wei Guoping hugged the device in his arms tightly, and whispered in his mouth.

"It is estimated that tomorrow will be another rainstorm..."

At first, the raindrops were just one or two drops, falling sparsely from the sky, and they were scattered on the ground, and even a dust could not be disturbed.But then, as the strong wind rolled over more and more gloomy dark clouds, the raindrops also became bigger and bigger, and finally they were like bullets fired one by one, "bang bang bang" smashed out on the ground. A lot of potholes.

Seeing a heavy rainstorm falling down like this, the residents of this small mountain village hurriedly stopped their "pretending" work, and ran back without even caring about picking up the ground. Take shelter from the rain in your own home.

The weather in this small mountain village is very weird. It should be rainy in summer, but it rarely rains. But once the rain starts to fall, it will be like the mountains stretching for hundreds of miles around. The next one is endless.

Half a day has passed, and the rain has not stopped. Even if it is still daytime, it is no different from night.

Because it was raining outside, the villagers' houses were a little damp, and the firewood used for cooking was naturally not easy to ignite, so there was no smoke rising from the dinner in the village.

The torrential rain continued to fall crazily, and there was no star in the sky. The strong wind mixed with raindrops were like bullets sprayed from a shotgun, smashing into the mountains and hitting the entire village.

This kind of scene, which seems to be the end of the world, seems that the things people here are doing are not so crazy.

After a man in a black raincoat finally came back from the mountain despite the wind and rain, he saw his oldest child standing by the stove as soon as he entered the house, with many black lumps scattered on the ground at his feet .

This man was tall but extremely thin, like the kind of wormwood that often grows in the fields, as if a breeze could knock him down easily.

At a glance, the man saw that the pair of callused little hands were holding a shiny object. Under the dim light in the room, the object looked as precious as the jewels on the crown.

The child also stood there and danced happily, as if he wanted to show the man his "trophy", and the child was also chattering non-stop.

But the man hadn't had time to close the door behind him, so he didn't hear what his child was talking about.

"...What are you talking about?" The man asked his child impatiently, trying to close the door behind him with some effort.Suddenly, he remembered something again and asked, "By the way, where is the thing I gave you just now? Where did you put it?"

After the crumbling fragile wooden door finally kept the wind and rain out of the house, Mo Chi, with a dark face, raised the "glass ball" in his hand that he managed to get, and happily said to his father in the local dialect :

"Father! Look, the glass ball!"

……

Before Jiang Shui fell down quickly, he knew that it was only a matter of time before he fell.

When the two of them clenched their hands and suddenly let go, Jiang Lai still looked very calmly at his former teammate who was already sluggish.

He seemed to be outside, like a quiet spectator, watching Si Yufeng getting smaller and smaller in his field of vision, until it finally turned into a small black spot, and then disappeared completely.

Without being blocked by anything, Jiang Lai fell very fast, and the surroundings were silent. He could only hear the wind whistling past his ears.

But what made Jiang Lai feel strange was that he never heard the sound of Jiang Ke and the others falling to the ground from the bottom.Could it be that the vertical distance of this cliff is so different that they haven't landed yet?

But the doubts in Jiang Lai's heart were quickly answered.Because this weightless free fall didn't last long, Jiang Lai felt a gust of wind blowing from the bottom. This somewhat strong wind was like a pair of powerful hands supporting the poor man who fell off the cliff.

In the end, even Jiang Lai's descending speed began to gradually slow down. Just when he was wondering where the strong wind came from, he suddenly heard a familiar icy electronic synthesis sound in his ears——

[Congratulations to player Jiang Shui for triggering the special task: Disaster]

[Mission Background: On the other side of the mountain and the sea, there is an unusual small mountain village.The short-lived beautiful mountains and rivers throughout the year are just whitewashing the natural and man-made disasters there-lack of water, electricity, roads, and information are the most daily life there.Poverty has always been a problem there, but it still can't stop some people from trying to change this difficult situation. 】

[Task content: Help the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, Wei Guoping, fulfill his wish. 】

[Mission duration: three days. 】

[I wish the players have fun in the game and have a good time! 】

What is different from the past is that before Jiang Shui entered the game this time, a lot of memories about this special mission began to flood into his mind frantically.

This was a very violent "ocean current" of information. Jiang Li couldn't bear the influx of information for a while, and passed out not long after.

After Jiang Shui woke up again, he found himself wearing a vest and jacket, his pockets were full of various equipment that he had never touched before, and he was carrying or carrying larger unfamiliar machines on his hands and body.

The cold rain slanted on the part of Jiang Lai's face that was not covered by the hat. He recalled through the mission memories that poured into his mind. This time, his identity in the mission was an intern reporter in the newspaper office.

Then Jiang Lai looked at his side subconsciously, and he found that the members of the Divine Blessed Knights who were dressed similarly to him were also standing in front of him or behind him, scattered on both sides of him.

Jiang Ke, James, Charles, Eric... There are also a few strange knights that Jiang Xiao doesn't know.It seems that they should all jump off the cliff in the end.

That's right, after all, the scene at that time was already so bad that it looked like that.Instead of staying on it and waiting to be killed by Sombre or the Alliance of Gods, it is better to just jump down and fight for a life.

"God Bless the Knight..." Jiang Li silently recited the name of the organization in his heart.

They are indeed a group of "lucky guys" blessed by the gods and blessed by the gods.