Chapter 40 Ancient Spring Shore

When he saw the thick smoke in the tribe, the first thing Qin Zhong thought of was the fox footprints, the ninja that had been disappearing. Why did he come here? Did he really want to do something in the northeast? Qin Zhong didn't dare to think much. He took Yingzi's hand and said, "Let's run in and see what's going on, but it's better not to expose ourselves first."

When Qin Zhong followed the tribal path, he could see a huge shadow on both sides of some of the wooden houses of the tribe from afar. The shadow was nothing else. It was the swaying fox Qin Zhong saw in Geng's village at the beginning. This time, the fox was not swaying here, but from his mouth. A thick flame spewed out and devoured the houses of the whole village.

Such a picture inevitably reminds Qin Zhong of the picture in the science fiction movie, but he really felt what happened here and now. The huge fox shadow is definitely not fake. Qin Zhong can feel the hot flame so far away. .

"Brother Qin, my grandfather?" Yingzi was anxious. The girl went crazy and rushed into the entrance of the village avenue with a gust of wind.

And before Qin Zhong behind him could react, he saw a fireball rocket flying towards Yingzi.

"Yingzi, be careful!" He shouted, and his feet had rushed in the direction Yingzi had gone.

But what Qin Zhongwan didn't expect was that after he rushed to Na Yingzi, the huge fire mass he had just seen had disappeared at this moment, but Yingzi stood stiffly at the entrance of the village, whining with a heartbreaking cry.

Qin Zhong rubbed his eyes and saw that the huge fox shadow was still swaying out of the tribe from afar. At this moment, the fox seemed to be able to step on the clouds and ride the wind. Before long, the fox had no trace.

He scratched his head crazily. He really didn't know what was going on with the shadow of the fox, but the village had indeed been burned. Except for the smell of charred, he couldn't smell any anger at all.

Qin Zhong stared and whispered, "Yingzi, if you want to cry, cry. Be careful here. I'll go in and see if there is anything alive."

The pain of losing relatives and home is not something that ordinary people can feel, but Qin Zhong was also angry at this scene at this moment. He couldn't wait to catch the ninja immediately, teach the guy a good lesson, plucked his tendons and skin, and beat him. Anyway, he can think of it. Qin Zhong thought of the bad move.

After Qin Zhong entered the tribe, because most of the houses were wood, the fire soon burned all the houses, and with the wind blowing and a large number of snow piles on the ground, the fire did not spread farther.

"Strange? What does it taste like? Isn't this gasoline? Why is there such a strong smell of gasoline here? Qin Zhong said to himself that there was a bigger question in his heart. Obviously, it was the fox's ghost, but it became full of gasoline smell at this time. The gasoline clearly caught fire to the village, which showed that the fire was man-made.

Yingzi came to Qin Zhong's side and hugged his waist tightly: "Brother Qin, grandpa, are they all burned to death?"

"I don't think so. I just looked at a few houses, and I didn't see any corpses in it, and this fire, which is obviously man-made!"

As soon as Yingzi heard this, she cried into tears, but she suddenly stopped: "Do you think this is man-made? Isn't it a disaster?"

"The disaster of destruction? Do you really believe the last words of those shamans? Qin Zhong said, and took out an empty bucket from the corner of the room. The strong smell of gasoline made people breathe nervously: "This is not artificial. What is this?"

After seeing it, Yingzi suddenly ran to the depths of the tribe. After a while, the girl ran out like crazy: "There are really no dead bodies in the village. Are our people all?"

"They were not burned to death, which proves that they are not in the tribe now. They should have been tricked by the arsoners. Otherwise, I don't think the tribe will be empty."

Yingzi nodded and answered, "Yes, Brother Qin is right. This season is the best time to go hunting in the mountains. The blind bears have hibernated. Those who can survive are all small animals, wild boars and so on. They must have gone hunting in the mountains, but what about your two friends?"

"I'm not sure about this. You should know that it has been more than half a month since we started with the wind burial. I think my two friends have recovered, and maybe they will follow your grandfather into the mountain." Qin Zhong guessed so, and Yingzi suddenly flashed on his forehead.

"If it is half a month, it should be the time to worship our ancestors. There is no news of our wind burial. They must think that we have failed, and they will take everyone into the mountain and enter the ancient spring of our tribe to carry out a large-scale ceremony to pray for our peace."

"How far is that place from us?"

Yingzi paused and thought for a moment, "It's probably ten miles away."

"Oh? No wonder, even if you see a fire here in the five-kilometer journey, you can't come back so quickly. Let's go and take me there. Let's look for it.

Yingzi nodded, and Qin Zhong helped Guo Dafu and ran all the way to the ancient spring that Yingzi said.

But when the three people walked for two miles, they suddenly found that more than a dozen people rushed on the mountain road, each with iron forks, long guns and other retro weapons in their hands. The most advanced in it should be regarded as a single-barre shotgun.

It is legal to have a shotgun to patrol the mountain in this mountainous area, and there is no problem with special treatment in special areas.

Qin Zhong looked carefully and saw that the person running at the front was the big tooth with big wheel eyes, and behind it was Mengna, who liked to be crazy. When the two people saw Qin Zhong, they seemed to see the organization.

"Oh, old man, they are not dead, they are not dead!" Big teeth looked very excited. After he finished shouting, a slightly older person came out from behind him and clapped his hands.

"Pearer, Yingzi, Yingzi, she is alive."

"Cough!" Listening to the voice, an old man came out of the crowd. This person was Yingzi's grandfather. After seeing Yingzi, he first stroked Yingzi's face to confirm whether it was a real person. After he confirmed that Yingzi was a real person with flesh and blood, it was really old tears. He held Yingzi in his arms and said Ururu in his mouth. Shouting some excited words.

Qin Zhong scratched his head and didn't want to interrupt their excitement, but at this moment he thought of one thing: "Pyal, where are you going?"

The old man woke up and turned his head to Qin Zhong: "Are you from the tribe?"

"Yes, there is a fire in the tribe. I don't know where the fire comes from. I think we'd better find a place to settle down first and talk about it slowly. The tribe can't go back, and there is nothing to go back."

When the old man heard this, he looked in the direction of his tribe expectously. He stubbornly whispered, "Then I also want to go back and have a look. Let's go!"

Of course, the people here listened to the old man. A group of people dragged Guo Dafu, a half-dead * and hurried to the tribe. After looking around the tribe, the old man did not seem to be too excited. He just turned around and arranged someone to leave first, and the rest of the people also rushed back in the direction they came. Go.

No one spoke along the way, and the old man did not ask them how to go to the wind burial for so long. He just rushed to the place mentioned by the ancient spring. After Yingzi, what appeared in front of Qin Zhong was the scene of the sacrificial platform they saw in front of the thousand-year-old tree. The leading shaman was in front of the stage. Dancing, the leather drum in his hand was pounding, and the waist bell was shaking.

"It seems that we can only settle down here for the time being. Fortunately, the spring here is enough for us to quote, and there is a lot of food brought back from the mountain this time, which is enough for us to go back and rebuild our home." The old man had no unnecessary nonsense, but after making arrangements, he took Qin Zhong and Yingzi into a tent alone, and the three of them talked in the tent for more than two hours.

During this period, Qin Zhong also helped the old man analyze the cause of the fire, but his suspicion was only in the stage of suspicion. When asked about the anti-Japanese union in those years, the old man's face suddenly became extremely embarrassed.