Chapter 582: Weirdness on the Road

After Wang An heard Zhang Shuya's words, he immediately blocked them and said:

"Eldest Sister, there's no rush for this moment, don't go now. Besides, it's the middle of the night and you can't see anything; it'll be fine to go early tomorrow morning. Didn't that Da Yan say they have restarted work? Rest assured, they definitely can't run."

Zhang Shuya, Wang Shuai, and Sun Nian didn't say anything upon hearing this, clearly very conflicted.

Seeing this, Wang An said again: "Just listen to me, tomorrow we'll all go together, still like today, 'rattle' first, and talk after 'rattling'."

In fact, the reason Wang An didn't want them to go was mainly because it was completely unnecessary in the current situation.

Darkness was one aspect, and another was that Ma Zhengshan's men were basically gone, leaving only a few small cats and kittens, which was truly not worth worrying about.

Moreover, if the people killed tonight were Wang An and the others, then according to the time, those eight people would have to wait until dawn to return.

Even setting these aside, Wang An didn't want the three to go, because the "black masses" that appeared tonight were truly quite weird.

Although Wang An couldn't be sure whether those "black masses" were the so-called "Yin soldiers borrowing the road" or "Yin soldiers passing the road."

But it must be admitted that Wang An was indeed scared!

Mainly because facing this kind of unknown "creature," Wang An didn't even know how to deal with it; how could he not be scared? When that time really came, what Wang An could do might just be "stretching his neck to be slaughtered."

Hearing Wang An's persuasion again, the three Wang Shuai looked at each other and nodded.

After a while, Wang Shuai said with a smile:

"That's fine, just listen to you, Xiao An, who let you be our Jin Bang leader? Hahaha..."

Wang An said with a smile: "Mm, listening to me is definitely no problem."

As they spoke, the group returned to the campsite.

But when the group walked into the tent, they discovered that Da Yan, this very sensible person, had died at this time.

Fortunately, everyone was completely numb to dead people, so looking at Da Yan's corpse at this time, the group felt relieved instead, feeling that one less trouble was gone.

Otherwise, for someone like Da Yan, letting him go was definitely impossible, killing him was a bit hard to do, and keeping him by his side was a burden...

It's good that he's dead, one and done.

It must be said that anyone has no feeling for the death of people unrelated to themselves.

Feng Chengmin looked at Da Yan's corpse and thought for a while:

"Why don't we bury him? It can be considered letting him rest in peace. What do you think?"

Feng Chengmin's proposal made the group nod without hesitation; clearly, the group didn't want him to be exposed in the wilderness and eaten by wild beasts.

Immediately after, the group worked together to dig a deep pit not far from the tent, then threw Da Yan's corpse in and finally filled it with soil.

But when Wang An was filling the pit with soil, looking at Da Yan's eyes that hadn't completely closed, he subconsciously thought of the pair of snow-white eyeballs he saw when the pile of "black masses" left.

To tell the truth, the more Wang An thought about it, the more he felt that the owner of that pair of white eyeballs was actually Da Yan's soul.

However, this thing was truly impossible to verify.

After burying Da Yan, the group washed their hands carefully with soap and started a fire to roast horse meat; as for the matter of touching the dead person's pockets and burying Da Yan, the group had selectively forgotten.

To make the meat cook faster, the group cut the meat into thin slices and stewed a full pot. Soon, the meat was cooked—to be precise, it should be barely cooked; eating in the mountains is just like this, eating hot regardless of raw or cooked.

The group ate horse meat and drank the last two bottles of Beidacang white liquor, which was truly quite comfortable.

When the group had all eaten and drunk well, it was already an hour and a half later; at this time, it was exactly dawn, and the sky was beginning to brighten.

It must be said that there was a lot of meat on the horse legs; ten people only ate 6, and everyone couldn't eat any more.

Wang An looked around and said to the group:

"Let's go, let's send Ma Zhengshan and the others away, and then we'll leave the mountains and go back. What do you say?"

Wang An's words made the group look happy; it could be seen that they had been out for nearly half a month, and everyone missed home.

And although everyone had the idea of going home, no one had brought it up.

Wu Dong said with a smile:

"Mm, it's time to go back; I haven't bathed for half a month, and I'm smelling."

Upon hearing this, Wang Shuai said immediately:

"That's it, if it weren't for someone who couldn't even throw a gold nugget properly, we wouldn't have ended up covered in blood. Damn, thinking of that smell makes me feel sick."

After Wang Shuai finished speaking, Sun Nian was also full of indignation, complaining angrily:

"Mm, covered in blood and meat, and it got all over me. Brother Wu, you compensate me for my clothes when we go back, or I'll go complain to Grandpa Wu."

It must be said that Sun Nian's angry look was also quite beautiful, giving people a feeling of a neighbor's little sister.

In fact, in Wang An's view, if a person is beautiful, it has nothing to do with clothing, dressing, hairstyle, facial expressions, etc.

And people who don't look good and don't have a clue in their hearts will think that someone is beautiful because they wore certain clothes, combed a certain hairstyle, or wore certain jewelry.

Little do they know that a beautiful person, even without a single hair and completely naked, is still beautiful.

It's just that, Wang An looked at Sun Nian's angry face, but suddenly thought about what was going on with that snow-white butt? Because of one sentence, he was attacked by two people, and Wu Dong's expression instantly collapsed.

However, Wu Dong had learned from Wang An, which was that when he had nothing to say, he would shrink his neck and lower his head; you can say whatever you want, I won't pay attention to you anymore.

It must be said that this way of dealing with things is absolutely classic.

After laughing and joking, the group checked their equipment and walked toward the pit again.

This time, the group was familiar with the road, so they were much faster.

But what made the group feel strange was that on this road, except for the sound of flowing water in the river, the rustling sound of wind blowing through branches, and the clatter of horse hooves on the gravel ground, there was no other sound.

The bird calls that the group could hear at any time, or the calls made by various animals, had all disappeared.

This caused the expressions of the group to gradually become serious; mainly because no one had experienced this kind of weird situation.

But Wang An felt something in his heart and couldn't help but suspect the pile of black masses that left yesterday.

Wang An strongly suspected that the scene yesterday, to be precise, four hours ago, was actually the so-called "Yin soldiers passing the road."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 583 =====