Bang!

Another thunderclap exploded above us, and I couldn't help but look up, a little worried about whether the thunder would come down. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sister." Zhang Tingting cried with tears in her eyes.

"Don't sister, we're all about to be killed by your sister now, help me row."

"It's not because of you, just leave if you want to, you don't care what I do." Although he complained, he picked up the oars and rowed with me.

When we reached the center of the lake, the boat suddenly stopped rowing and spun in circles. I looked into the water and saw a whirlpool holding us in. "Tingting, hurry up." There was a whirlwind all around, "Click! "The boat was torn in the middle.

"Tingting." I shouted, watching Zhang Tingting fall into the water and being swept away, I was also dizzy and dizzy by a big wave, drowsy and unconscious.

When I woke up again, I was already on the shore of Eighteen Miles, and there was nothing on the other side of the lake, and the sky and water were connected in harmony, as if nothing had happened just now.

I looked at my arm, and the green beads were even greener after taking a bath in the water. I breathed a sigh of relief that I didn't lose it. By the way, Tingting?

I looked around, and there was nothing but a jumble of reeds. "Tingting! Zhang Tingting! The voice reached the blue sky, but there was no response.

"This sucks." I was a little worried, wondering if she was okay.

"Giggle......

"Who?" I looked at the forest, this deep forest could not see a little light, it was dark inside, I swallowed my saliva, thinking that this place should not stay for long, it is better to leave quickly.

I want to take advantage of the dawn to find a zombie and take his lifegrass. However, where are the zombies here, in case I encounter more powerful evil ghosts, my life will be explained here.

"Ouch." I suddenly tripped over something, and when I turned my head, I saw a dry corpse that had long since weathered, looking at me with a smile.

Originally, he was startled, but when he saw the lotus crown on his head, he was relieved, and he said: "They are all fellow believers, why do you scare me." When he got up from the ground, he saw a peachwood sword in his withered hand. Ouch yes, just right to use against zombies.

"Brother, I think your peachwood sword is good, you don't need it even if you're dead, and the responsibility of eliminating demons and defending the way will be handed over to me, is it okay?" I was stupid enough to talk to a dried corpse, but I didn't expect his head to suddenly slam forward and roll down.

I was startled, and saw that the peachwood sword in his hand had also been loosened and fell to the ground, so I hurriedly thanked him again and again: "Thank you, brother, thank you, I will punish the evil and kill the evil, kill more devils, kill more devils." ”

I picked up the peachwood sword, and then began to walk towards the depths of the eighteen mile.

I thought that if I went all the way to the east, I should be able to pass through this eighteen mile plate. But when I went in, I found that I was naïve, because as soon as I entered, I got lost, and I couldn't even find where I came in.

The eighteen miles of trees are towering to the sky, the branches are luxuriant, like a dome, the sun can't shine, but the whole forest is like the setting sun at noon. Fortunately, when I came, there were two old rivers and lakes such as Daochang Li and Daochang Yun to lead the way, and I didn't have to look for the direction at all, as long as I buried my head and followed. But now I'm alone and alone, and such a big jungle makes me where to find the north, south, south, and north.

Soon I was hungry and tired, and I always felt like I was spinning in the woods, and finally I was really tired, so I could only sit down and rest against the big tree for a while.

But the stomach is not angry, and the gurgling is non-stop. I saw that there were long black fungus on the tree, and I didn't care if it was poisonous or not, so I picked it and stuffed it into my mouth and barely wrapped my stomach.

Eating and eating, tears fell, how could a young man in his prime come to eat wild mushrooms here, and the day was precarious. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and I touched my tears one by one, while touching the fungus on the tree to eat.

"I want beautiful egg fried rice." I stuffed it into my mouth again, and it was bitter and bitter with tears.

The more I eat, the more bitter I feel, the more bitter I am, the more I want to cry, and the more I cry, the more I can't stop. In the end, I had no choice, I raised my head at a forty-five degree angle, and I could hold back my tears, so I had to raise my head. Hey, what's on these trees? A black chrysalis was hung in the air, and there was something faint inside.

"Tree burial?"

From ancient times to the present, in addition to the single funeral method practiced by individual ethnic minorities and Buddhism, the Han nationality and most ethnic minorities generally practice the burial method of combining cremation and burial. The reason why everyone chooses this method, whether it is official or non-governmental, and it remains unchanged for the ages, is mainly influenced by the idea of "entering the soil for peace" and traditional customs.

Tree burial is more ancient than earth burial, and its main form is to place the deceased in the mountains or on a large tree in the wilderness, and let it weather; Later, some slightly modified methods were to display the deceased on specially made scaffolding. Because the corpse is allowed to be weathered after being placed, tree burial is also called "wind burial", "hanging burial", "wood burial", "empty burial" or "hanging burial".

"I really didn't expect that I could still see tree burials in these eighteen miles." I threw away the fungus in my hand and wiped my mouth, and looked up at those "human chrysalis", feeling both weird and novel.

I roughly estimated that there were at least forty or fifty of them, and there was a breeze in the woods, blowing slightly from time to time.

"It's spectacular." I swallowed, and looked up at the big tree I was in, and there were quite a few hanging from it. Because of timidity, my feet involuntarily moved away from the big tree.

Narrowing the distance, and then looking at the dense fungus on these trees, which resemble human ears, it is inevitably a little disgusting.

I wiped my mouth, huh? How can there be blood? When I looked again, a viscous liquid was dripping down a piece of bark from which I had picked the fungus.

"Vomit-" Lying on the ground was a burst of vomiting, and I felt like I was about to vomit out my stomach.

I looked up at the tree, and I could vaguely see a hole in it, which contained something as if it were hanging in the air. This is another form of tree burial, in which a hole is dug out of the tree, the body is wrapped and placed inside, usually for the burial of small children. It is said that the aura absorbed by the trees in this way will be offered to children, and the souls of children will also attach to the trees and become tree fairies.

I wiped a handful of filth from the corner of my mouth, still feeling nauseous: "This TMD, the tree has become fine." ”

Looking at the hole in the tree, I had an idea in my heart, since it is said that the aura of the tree will support the corpse, will it also become like a zombie, I wonder if there is a life-catching grass in the back of his head?