"The people in the town are saying that something may live in the mountains," the middle-aged woman was still nagging: "So, you'd better not go into the mountains..."

The middle-aged woman left. Liu Xiao looked at Lin Yusen and wanted to speak but stopped.

"Teacher," Song Qinghe hesitated for a moment and said, "Or don't go into the mountain, there may be real danger in the mountain."

Lin Yusen waved his hand, with a faint expression on his face, but with a sense of exclusivity: "I must go into the mountain to take a look. If I find that the bamboo has signs of 'early opening', the government can prepare in advance for one year. What a huge loss that can be reduced."

"Well, by the way," Lin Yusen looked at the two and said, "If you don't want to, you don't have to go into the mountain."

Will I just ignore the teacher? Song Qinghe smiled bitterly. Looking at Liu Xiao again, the guy had an excited expression of eagerness to try...

At 3 pm, three people left the teahouse and walked into the Qinba Mountains through a sheep intestinal path according to the guidance of the residents in the town.

After leaving Laishun Town, follow the path to more than 600 meters and then walk to Shentou Ridge. Go down from Shentou Ridge and walk southwest for half an hour to Yingdang Valley. Going to the west is the depths of Qinba Mountains.

At about 4 o'clock, three people arrived at Yingdang Valley. Lin Yusen took out his telescope from his travel bag and looked out at the mountain table in the distance.

Song Qinghe looked at the sweaty teacher and felt respectful. A famous zoological authority, who came to such a remote mountainous area just out of a sense of responsibility for nature, resolutely came to such a remote mountainous area. Even Song Qinghe, who was strong, was a little overwhelmed by the bumps on the road just now. However, the teacher did not complain at all. He knew that the mountainous area was in danger, but he broke into the mountainous area desperately. That persistence and courage made Song Qinghe admire him.

Liu Xiao was pondering. He had long heard of Lin Yusen's reputation in the academic world. Although on the way to Qinba Mountains, Song Qinghe had already told Liu Xiao about his speculation with his teacher and the causal relationship between bamboo blossoms and rats. But... more than 1 billion rats? Even reporters like Liu Xiao who often imagined it is too incredible. But... Professor Lin should not be the one who has made some conclusions rashly, regardless of age or knowledge. Liu Xiao felt that his thoughts were a little confused.

"Look at that side!" Lin Yusen suddenly aimed the telescope at the top of the mountain on the right in front: "The top of the mountain on the right is 3 o'clock!"

Song Qinghe took the telescope and his eyes passed by the top of the mountain at 3 o'clock. The telescope was filled with a vague yellow like spring clouds.

"Did it really appear and open early?" Song Qinghe was shocked. Liu Xiao, who was on the side, hurriedly snatched the telescope from Song Qinghe.

"You have to go over and take a look to confirm." Lin Yusen nodded, but his expression was full of worry.

"Will it just a small amount of bamboo bloom in advance?" Liu Xiao murmured. If only a small amount of bamboo forest blooms in advance, it would not be easy to cause the bamboo forests in the entire mountainous area to bloom at the same time next year. In an instant, Liu Xiao gave up the idea that was somewhat negative just now. A fact is better than 100 speculations. The reporter's instinct made Liu Xiao develop an association - will that blurry yellow really give birth to 1 billion mice?

The three people began to walk towards the mountain. In the mountainous area without roads, a straight line distance of hundreds of meters was exhausted. They climbed steep slopes, climbed rocks, and drilled into the woods. After more than an hour, they climbed up to the mountain.

"It's time to start!" Song Qinghe shouted.

The vast mountain and white bamboo forest is right in front of you, endless. On the undulating leaves, countless small dark brown branches emerge, that is, inflorescences, and the branches of the inflorescences bear grains, just like the ears of wheat or rice.

Song Qinghe held his breath and watched. The flower looked very beautiful, and the yellow grains trembled gently in the breeze. Most of the bamboo grains had fallen on the ground. Bamboo seeds were sprinkled everywhere in the soil.

"It's early to bloom." Lin Yusen picked some bamboo seeds and put them on his palm, and his low voice trembled a little: "It's so scary."

When the wind blew, some bamboo seeds fell down. Song Qinghe's heart trembled, and he hurriedly bent down to pick up some bamboo seeds from the ground and carefully wrapped them in a tissue.

"Will the bamboo forests in the entire Qinba Mountains bloom at the same time next year?" Liu Xiao asked while taking pictures of the bamboo forest in front of him with a digital camera.

"It may not be just Qinba Mountains," Lin Yusen looked at the bamboo forest in the distance, with a gloomy face: "Although we haven't visited other places yet, the climate and geological conditions of Wuling and Baiyun Mountains are very similar to that of Qinba Mountains. If the bamboo forests in Qinba Mountains will bloom at the same time, then Wuling and Baiyun Mountains will probably also bloom at the same time."

"The 300,000 square kilometers of bamboo forest blooms together?" Liu Xiao took a breath of air conditioning: "That may have produced more than 1 billion mice..."

Lin Yusen did not answer. He held his hands behind his back and looked into the distance with a melancholy look.

"Old Song, do you hear any sound?" Liu Xiao suddenly hit Song Qinghe's shoulder.

"What?" Song Qinghe came to his senses and quickly listened. Somewhere in the distance, there was a vague scream.

"Well? What kind of low screams, a very strange sound..." Song Qinghe frowned. The sound was like a scream, or a tearing sound made by a mountain wind hitting the rocks on the fault.

"It's like..." Liu Xiao racked his brains and couldn't find the right words to describe the feeling of his ears. The sound became clearer and clearer, the sour sound made by countless metals when they rubbed. For some reason, Liu Xiao suddenly felt that the sound was full of evil.

"Run!" Lin Yusen suddenly shouted: "Run! Run hard! No! Climb the tree! Climb the big tree!"
Chapter completed!