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Chapter thirty-eight, foggy forest

The Olympic National Park in the early morning was once again drizzling. It was dawn at this moment, and the sun had just risen from the east, and the morning mist all over the mountains had not dissipated. If you stand on the top of the mountain and look east, you can see that the city of Seattle at the end was soaked in the morning light, and it was thousands of beautiful things.

A fat man in his early thirties came out of the tent. On a rare weekend, O'Leyle Walker and his wife came to this lush forest park to spend a wonderful holiday together.

O'Leary was awakened by urine, and his wife was still asleep. He was walking in the grass with his steps and decided to find a suitable place to spit it.

O'Leary has two reasons to come here for vacation. One is that he hasn't gone camping with his wife for a long time. The business in the beef shop is not easy to do, so he has to get up early and go to bed late. Recently, due to financial difficulties, he has even made the weekend even more. It is rare that he has time this weekend, so of course he can't miss the opportunity.

The second reason is the death of an acquaintance.

Benjamin, the security guard at the Union Lake Park Industrial Museum, is an old customer who comes to the shop every now and then to buy some food, which is equivalent to his neighbors. Everyone in the neighborhood is very concerned about this death. In fact, on the day of the incident, a policeman went to the beef shop to investigate, and until now, the news has been tracking and reporting.

Unfortunately, the police station has never disclosed any news. O'Leary can understand that murder cases are not so easy to solve, so it is appropriate to give the police some time.

But no matter how that is, O'Leary stays in the shop and cuts beef every day, and often hears old customers outside discussing this matter repeatedly. It's a sad thing, and the others leave after chatting, which is easy. But he has to listen to people talking in the shop every day. After a long time, how can he not think about relaxing?

"Oh...it's over."

At this moment, standing in the grass filled with morning mist, Oler finished releasing comfortably. He shook his body, lifted his pants, and blew out a long whistle happily. He turned around and prepared to walk back to the tent.

"……Um?"

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I seem to have stepped on something.

O'Leary raised his feet. He was wearing cheap plastic slippers. Whenever he stepped on something, the "foot feeling" was not ordinary. So he took off his shoes, moved his big foot to the grass, and then turned his shoes over.

"Wow...what the hell is this!?"

As soon as he saw this, Oler's hair stood up all over his body. He actually stepped on a snow-white nematode, and it was definitely stomped on it. What's amazing is that it can be about one foot long, and it happened to be flattened with one foot when it was plated together.

How beautiful this abstract painting printed on the soles of the shoes is. I believe anyone can guess a rough idea, and then be shocked by this naturalism that surpasses Picasso, so that he couldn't eat for a long time.

Now, O'Leyre took his cheap plastic slippers in his hand, staring at the scroll of the soles of the shoe at a very close distance.

"It's so disgusting!"

He yelled, throwing the slippers out without thinking. The slippers immediately drew a beautiful arc in the air and then fell below the cliff.

"God, why am I so unlucky!"

After throwing the shoes, he couldn't stop his physiological reaction. O'Leary kept shouting and even jumping around in the spot to relieve the discomfort after being nauseated.

"Orell?" The tent was lifted open, and Orell's wife Martha poked her head out in a daze: "What are you nervous about such a good morning? What are you doing when you jump around?"

"It's so disgusting to me, so disgusting!"

O'Leary has not recovered yet, and even forgot that the only single slipper had been thrown away: "Marsha Dear, I just stepped on a nematode to death! Can you imagine that it was a big ball of plated together, just my thin-soled slippers, so big ball of it was so thin-soled slippers!"

"Line, nematode?"

Martha was stunned for a moment before she understood what her husband was saying. She immediately lost all sleepiness and gasped: "Oh my god, isn't it just like a roundworm, the kind of disgusting thing that you like parasitics the most!?"

"Yes, I'm so disgusting. Damn, all the good mood I had in the morning was gone!"

O'Leilee walked barefoot on the grass while cursing. Martha woke up, without thinking about putting on her slippers, and walked out of the tent barefoot.

"Oh dear, I feel so wronged you." The husband is a fat man, and his wife is not light in weight. Two balls hit each other and kissed each other. In fact, the comedy effect is really clear.

The wife began to comfort her husband, and the husband began to relax. Both of them focused their energy on each other, but they did not notice that in the grass close to each other, a group of hungry eyes were staring at them.

near……

Keep getting closer...

Bypassing the obstacles of grass and trees and crawling against the wet land, today's harvest is so rich. Get closer and closer.

Seven or eight feet above the head, the human voices kept ringing. We didn't care about their voices, we cared about their flesh and blood.

Crawling, crawling, the distance is very close. The stupid human is actually standing barefoot on the ground, the stupid human is.

Aiming at the base of the fleshy soles, "it" opened its mouthparts covered with sharp teeth and rushed over quickly.

...

Solan drove his Toyota dominance in the mountains and forests, and the sound of the classic old song "The Song of the Rain" sounded in the car, which made people unable to help but dance. Logically speaking, with such a music, the atmosphere in the car should be very cheerful and good, but along the way, he always had one mind to put it another.

In the back seat, Nina and Arya were chatting, of course, it was mainly Nina who was talking and Arya was listening. This scene was exactly the same as the combination of Mai and Arya and herself on Thursday night. In a short time, the same scene reappeared, but the person changed one.

The key is that the insider here is a little girl who always likes to do the right thing with him. Solan was really worried along the way, afraid that she would reveal something she shouldn't say.

"So your current level can definitely keep up with the average eighth grade course, so there is no problem going directly to school."

Nina didn't know what Solan was thinking. She kept testing Arya's knowledge level along the way, especially science knowledge such as mathematics. The result was gratifying. Whenever she racked her brains to compile a question, Arya could always get the answer quickly. Sure enough, is this a little scientist in the prototype?

She turned to the driver and said, "Soran, have you considered where to send Arya to school?"

"Dear, don't worry, she's always thirteen years old. I even bet she has been in eighth grade a hundred times."

While paying attention to the back seat, you should also pay attention to the road ahead. It is really hard to be a man.

Saturday is here, and since we agreed to go out for an outing in the Olympic National Park, there is no reason to go back on our word. After Thursday night before, Nina spent the night in Sora's houseboat for the second time, so she set off directly in the morning this morning.

Olympic Mountain is towering, with snow at the top of the mountain and covering a vast area. You have to pass the long tree-lined highway to enter the mountain. At this time, on both sides of the double-row road, there are layers of deciduous forests and coniferous forests soar straight into the sky, full of greenness, like two rows of sky-sum barriers that separate the road from the highway. The deeper you go into the mountains, the stronger the atmosphere is. Only when you climb to the real halfway up the mountain or even higher, can you experience the endless beauty of the mountains.

"Don't you think it's a bit extra quiet today?"

Solan said: "Today is Saturday, and there are usually many tourists who come into the mountains to drive by themselves. Why don't I remember that this place suddenly becomes unpopular?"

Nina was joking with her arms around Arya intimately. Both women were brown-black and their skin tones were quite close, so they were particularly quick to get close.

"It's your psychological effect."

She touched Arya's head and said, "I read the news on various company websites a few days ago. A sports product company is going to hold a company trip. There are more than 100 people in all employees and they will be in the park last night."
Chapter completed!
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