“There is no cult?Every family in the village is dedicated to the ghost altar, isn’t that evil?”Tang Shuo said.

“No, no, I am talking about cults that are a gathering of sand towers, a programmatic organization of scale, strict in rank, and trouble everywhere.”I said.

Tang Shuo looked at me: "You are very interesting, I have not heard of such a thing in Thailand for several years."

I said, "Yes, it is strange to think about this matter, Thailand has a strange cultural soil of the gods, if the people are atheists, but everyone believes in the devil."There are gods and sticks here, and there is no shortage of believers, but there is no large-scale cult, what is the matter?”

Tang Shuo looked at me: "Your question is quite profound, I did not expect you to still be a cultural person."

I laughed, "Don, help me answer."

Tang Shuo shook his head: “I can’t answer.Never thought about it.There is no cult, whether it will be so, and the strange god is superstitious in our country, but it is not a taboo here.The reason why cults are cults is because they are born in contrast to taboos, and there are no cults everywhere.”

"You mean to sneak up and get your head open and it's okay."I said.

Tang Shuo scratched his scalp: "Almost."

I said, "Old Tang, your answer is too general and one-sided, the other does not say, if you let us have open up the strange mess there, support it, the media also propaganda, want to believe in any god can do it, any sect can be ... long, three months, certainly smoke everywhere."

“What do you say?”Tang Shuo asked.

"I don't know what you're asking," I said, "that's a subject, too."

Tang Shuo said, "You can, you are also taking risks with cultural issues, which is profound enough."

When we talked, Master Wu listened to him all the time, and when we finished, he looked at me a few more, and his eyes were very appreciative.

Take a short break and start into the mountains.

Thailand belongs to the tropical country, the forest vegetation is almost not destroyed, the big forest is completely barbaric growth.After entering the mountain, I felt green in my eyes and the air was different.

We wore trousers, special straw hats, and carried heavy bags forward.In addition to eating and drinking, tents, and lighting tools, the guide also prepared a spray to remove mosquitoes.When he got to the mountain, he took the spray and sprayed everyone, but Master Wu did not use it.Master Wu only had a curan with him, and it was as easy as going out to eat breakfast.

Master Wu has his own magic trick to expel mosquitoes, he drew a character, after lighting, with the black smoke to smoke everyone, said this is Maoshan ancient art, than the modern spray effect is a hundred times stronger.

Tang Shuo asked Master Wu, where is the destination in the mountains?

Master Wu shook his head and said that An Dong had left a message, only giving a general direction.After that, Master Wu has to rely on his own magic to sense the yin, and the witchcraft of winter and the black-clad wizard will inevitably leave a fluctuation of the foul, which should be found.

I took out the address of Azam Munro.The address was copied from the photo, and the reason why I did not show the photo to Master Wu was because I could not explain the source of the photo in detail, and the more I said, the more troublesome it might be, and the trouble of not explaining it was.

I gave him the address and said it was my three uncles who stayed before they left.Master Wu believed it was true, called the guide, and the two of them combined the direction of the forest to determine the route into the mountain.

When we got up, the team was divided into three paragraphs.The guide and Master Wu walked in the front, and the two of them practiced light skills, and walking the mountain road was like taking the flat road.Behind them is Tang Shuo, and his physical strength can be, but it is much worse than the first two.At the end, I and two Hong Kong people, tired like the three grandchildren, spit out their tongues and go forward, especially the photographer has to hold a portable camera, the forest is not clear, the surface temperature is 40 degrees, the whole body clothes are wet, and the clothes are bathing.

The people in front of us have to stop and take care of us.

I sat on the stone, my eyes straight, and I took off my shirt so hard that I could wring out the sweat of the place.

I opened my backpack, took out the military kettle, and muttered a big sip.

Taking advantage of the rest of the work, the photographer will shoot on the spot, take out the camera, shoot each of us down, and another male reporter temporary guest host will explain in front of the camera.The two were quite dedicated.

As I drink water, I wonder if I want to appear in the Hong Kong radio program, we can also let the Hong Kong people know.

Just walk and rest until two o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is high, the air is burning, I can't breathe, like trudging in the sauna in the Turkish bath, the front of the black, and then go down, less than the estimate can be planted on the ground, sudden death.

The two Hong Kong people also reached the verge of collapse, and the cameraman barely beat up the spirit to record a piece of material for the surrounding scenery, and he collapsed on the ground and could no longer stand up.

Seeing this situation, the guide let us rest in place, and he plunged headlong into the forest and disappeared.

After a while, he came back again, telling us that there is a cool river not far away, can be stationed in the river, today can not go, and then go to estimate that some people will have no physical strength, when the time is really going to be dangerous to attrition, the mountain forest will be particularly troublesome.Fast and easy to rest.

Two Hong Kong brothers and I squeezed out the last bit of physical strength, and finally stuck to the small river, and never stood up again.Tang Shuo helped the guide, set up two tents, and began to bury the pot to cook.

The guide and Master Wu simply carried out a division of labor, the guide into the mountain mushrooms, he is the local pass here, for the mushrooms in the mountains what is poisonous and non-toxic, especially the door clear, this even Master Wu can not compare.And Master Wu and still physically powerful Tang Shuo went to the river to catch fish and crabs.

Me and the two Hong Kong people rested in the tent, they were too weak to do it, but they still insisted on filming.

After a while, I was hungry, and the three of them finally came back.Master Wu and Tang Shuo harvested a lot, they caught two bags of small fish and small crabs, although the number is quite a lot, but also too small, not enough to plug the teeth.We warmed the pot, and the guide came back with two bags, one with mushrooms on it and the other full of mud.

“What is this?”Tang Shuo asked curiously.

The guide let us wait, he went to the water, cleaned the mud with clean water, and then cleaned the mud, inside the original worm, entangled with each other, slimy, each one is probably as thick as an adult finger.

The guide put a bag of worms in front of us and told us that this is called a forest worm in the local area, eating the roots of the trees by the river, and not looking at the mud, but can eat directly.The mud here is cleaner than the rice in the city.

He took out a bug and taught us how to eat it.The worm was in his mouth, his hands on the other, tucked the worm straight, and then sucked it with his mouth, and all the things in the worm were sucked into his mouth, while the lips filtered the dirt and slime inside, and in the end only the thin skin and a pile of mud outside the worm were left.

The whole process of eating, he let the camera take a picture, a few of us stunned, even Master Wu frowned.

The guide gestured to show that we also eat, but no one dared to do it, then the pot opened, and the Hong Kong male reporter hurried past, the next instant noodles and seasonings.

The guide was a little embarrassed, and I didn’t expect everyone to eat it.I don't know where I came from, and said, "You don't eat me."

I got a long worm out of my pocket, and the good guy tugged on it, and said it was half a meter long, sticky paste pulled into a straight line.Everyone is watching me.

As soon as I gritted my teeth, I took a bite of my head, licked my tail in one hand, closed my eyes, and snorted, I felt that the entrance was cool and sweet, not like eating a worm, but like drinking a glass of ice wine, this refreshing can be described in words.

Even if the food is not very skilled, there are a lot of mud into the mouth, confused the taste, sweet with bitter band astringent.

Wash the mushrooms, put them in a pan of instant noodles, and buckle them with a lid.After five or six minutes, the aroma could not stop coming out of the gap.We are all hungry.I am more appetizing, and guide you, one by one, and eat a bag of worms.

Tang Shuo looked at all and pointed to me and said, "You are not afraid of parasites."

Listen to him say this I also froze, how to forget this stubble, but eat all the food, what can be done.

I looked at the guide's look full of carelessness, thinking that this bug was a regular food for them in the mountains, and if there was a problem, it should be okay.

When the pot was opened, we went to divide the mushroom instant noodle soup, the food was clean, the Hong Kong cameraman was the fattest, he drank the bottom of the pot and shouted with his stomach.

After dinner, everyone can go to the tent to rest.The tent area is very large, we all have simple sleeping bags, I have not taken off my clothes, and I drilled into to sleep.

This sleep is called a happy, and when you open your eyes, it is dark outside.The mountains and forests at night are not hot, but also a little cold, the temperature difference is very large, and the cool breeze is learned.I stood outside with my shoulder on my shoulder and enjoyed a cool breeze for a while.