Hearing this name, I can't help but be surprised: "Smell the bodhisattva... this name is very unique..."

“It’s just unique, it’s his mother’s arrogance!”The old man snorted coldly, looked at his expression, and seemed to be very unholy with this master.

Old Chen smiled bitterly and waved his hand, saying that the focus is not here, the point is, when is your old thing ready to go?

“You say you’re going, then I’m not your babysitter?”It's all about cleaning your ass."The old man leaned in the master's chair and looked at old Chen in a melodious way: "You first tell me about the general situation, where did this thing come from?"

Chen Lao said, smoking a cigarette, as if in the organization of the language.

"The place where the melons appear is also in Sichuan, a little far from Chengdu, in the mountains in the west."Chen Lao said, the expression is becoming more and more serious, as if to give people a report: "that place is called the snake ditch, the population base is not large, within a hundred miles, at most there are only dozens of people living..."

“The original mountain?”Grandfather frowned.

“No.”Chen Lao's head laughed bitterly: "As a matter of reason, nothing bigger happened in that kind of place, and it can't be brought to the provincial city so quickly, but it is also our luck."

“What do you say?”

"We have two descendants in our office, and their hometown is in the snake ditch, and the days after the accident, the two descendants happened to go home to visit their families."

Feng Zhenguo coldly opened his mouth: "When you find this situation, you will return to the provincial city and report it at the first time."

“Is that so coincidental?”The old man seemed to feel that he was surprised and looked at Feng Zhenguo very surprised.

"I'm surprised too."Feng Zhenguo sighed, “But this is the truth.”

At this time, old Chen coughed twice, choked the cigarette butts, and continued to talk to us.

The first people who found melons were four mountain people who had cut pigs and grass up the mountain.

"The place where the hog weed is fixed, that is, a piece of it."Chen Lao said, but also compared with us: "But the situation that day, a little different from the past, they went up the mountain before they could hit the pig grass, they heard a smell in the forest."

“What smell?”Seven treasures asked curiously.

“The fruit smells.”Old Chen said uncertainly: "Listen to them, it smells particularly sweet, but also particularly refreshing, as if it is quite appetizing."

Appetizer?

Hearing these two words, not only the seven treasures were confused, but I also listened to Chen Qiuyan.

“What is this saying?”I couldn’t help but ask, “What’s the appetizing?”

"I don't know."Old Chen looked at me helplessly: "The original words of those mountain people are, and the smell of it feels hungry."

"The melons that are mature after they are full of fragrance."The old man explained: "No matter whether it is a person or any other living creature, you can't resist that fragrance at all, and the hunger will be ticked out in an instant..."

"That sounds good."Seven treasures swallowed their mouths and spit, their faces full of excitement, saying, “Is this melon delicious?”

"I haven't eaten it, but it should be delicious from the old record."The old man said truthfully: "The meat of the five dirty melons is cold, similar to the cold watermelon, and it will be addictive to eat, so many people who eat the five dirty melons will look for live people again and again."

“Lord, can’t they eat seeds when they eat five dirty melons?”I asked curiously, “You have to die eating the seeds, too?”

Grandpa said, yes.

Old Chen re-lighted a cigarette, smoked it while continuing.

"His mother, also blame these mountain people mouth, smell the smell, do not say two words to find the past..."

Along with the fragrance, these mountain people have accidentally found.

In the bushes of the forest, I don't know when a thick layer of melon vines grew.

On the top of the vine, there are four things similar to watermelon.

At the beginning, the mountain people thought that these were watermelons, but when they looked closer, they found that these "sinkmels" were small and exquisite, and they did not have a pattern on them, and they were all green, and they looked at them with some light!

Smell the smell, these villagers are also itchy in their hearts, I would like to break open and eat immediately...

"It's tragic to say that."Chen Lao's head smoked a heavy cigarette, and his expression became helpless: "Those mountain people are afraid, the days are also bitter, met such a strange melon, they can't think of anything else, the first thing they think of is to eat, but finally they have to endure, they all decided to take home to share with their families."

“Eat it all?”Grandfather nodded.

“Well, there’s nothing left.”Chen Lao said bitterly: "I don't know how thin these melons have been cut into thin pieces by them, a full 20 people, all of them ate, no one is willing to spit!" 」

According to old man Chen, these people who have eaten the five dirty melons have no special reaction on the first day, but on the second day, everyone has symptoms of weakness.

"At first they thought it was poisoned, they all looked for the village doctor to see, and they opened some herbs to eat, and they didn't make any use."Chen Lao said, the tone gradually condensed: "On the third day, these people can't get up to bed, and they don't want to eat or drink water, don't even want to move, they want to lie in bed and sleep."

In the words of those villagers, these people are like losing their souls, the whole person is not angry, the eyes are similar to the dead, can be half-open eyes overnight.

This phenomenon continued for several days.

Until the seventh day after the mountain people edible melons, everyone in the village smelled a strange smell.

That strange aroma, like the people brought home by the mountain people, is difficult to resist.

When the good villagers followed the scent to find the people, without exception, they were all scared and half dead.

“All the mountain people who have eaten melons, one who has not fallen, is all dead.”

Chen old man said here, there is also a cold sweat on the forehead, it seems a little nervous.

"The death of these mountain people is very strange, it is like a melon shelf, and the cucumbers are wrapped around the chopsticks."

"The seven tricks of those people, all stuffed with chopsticks coarse melon vines, looking like they had just come out of the soil, and their stomachs were all bulging, as if they had abdominal water..."

When old Chen said this, the fear in his eyes could not be hidden.

The neighbors of the mountain people saw this tragedy, and they all withdrew from it, and even the ones who rolled and crawled ran to find the village chief.

Although the village chief is in his early 80s, there are not too few strange things he has seen in his life, but he has never seen such a strange situation in his life.

The living man becomes a melon shelf, and among the seven tricks is melon vines... what is the difference with the horror scenes in the nightmare?

Coincidentally, when the villagers were worried, there was suddenly an outsider in the village.

The man came slowly from the village, about 70 years old, grew a pinch of goat beard, his face was dirty, his clothes looked a little tattered, and he looked almost like a beggar.

He seemed to be walking, with a bumpy stick in his hand, walking up and shaking, as if he would fall in the next second.

The black-painted broken stick, about the same height as he was, was tied to a black hemp rope at the top of the stick, and a black bag was tied to the rope...

"Listen to the villagers, the pocket looks like a leather, looking a little reflective in the sun."When old Chen said this, he looked at the old man and asked, “Do you know who that person is?”

“Do you know?”Grandpa looked surprised.

"Of course I don't know!Isn’t that asking you!”Chen Lao said bitterly: "That person is certainly not a good stubble, and it is likely to be the squirrel who is a human melon."

"I know a lot of clams, I have heard a lot, but I really don't know who is this dress..." The old man frowned, as if he was also remembering: "Has that person introduced himself?"

“Introducing myself?Do you really think he is a good man?”

The old man sighed deeply.

“That old thing, obviously, is for people...”