Chapter 233: Catching a Turtle in an Urn
At this time, I no longer laughed at Hao Jian's timidity, because the thing under the bed was so weird!
After death, in some cases, the nails and hair of the corpse will continue to grow, and when the nails grow to a certain extent, they will begin to bend, and the corpse under the bed is such a state.
The corpse is a mummy-like posture with hands around the chest, and the bent nails and hair are entangled, wrapping the corpse tightly like a cocoon, so even if you can see a human form at first glance, I don't think anyone will associate this corpse with a "person".
Hutu kicked the bed a few times, and then used a "seven" shaped wooden frame as a hook to drag the corpse out, by which time I had calmed down, picked up a long nail and knocked it twice on the corpse's nails, and the sound of "bells" sounded like hitting metal.
"Looking at the length of the nails, even if the person has never seen nails since birth, it will take at least three hundred years to grow like this." Hu Tu looked at the corpse and said, paused and looked at me again: "Could it be the ancestor of the Liu family?" β
"Have you ever seen someone take their ancestors to the foot of the bed? No matter how thick the family foundation is, it can't stand such extravagance! I couldn't stop laughing.
Hu Tu breathed a long sigh of relief and seemed to be relieved, and before I could speak, he suddenly pulled out a dagger, and without saying a word, he nailed it directly through the center of the corpse's eyebrows!
He moved too fast, and when I realized that the handle of the dagger was still exposed, I couldn't help but look at Hu Tu and ask, "What are you doing?" People have no grievances with us, and it's too rude to stab people in the head with a knife as soon as they come up, right? β
"It's called prevention before it happens," Hu Tu said confidently, raising his hand and pointing outside: "We still have a lot of trouble to deal with now, in case this person thinks of a corpse on a whim, I don't have the energy to deal with him." β
I didn't think about it until I saw Hutu pointing outside, so I hurried up to him and whispered, "What did you just hear?" We had been squatting for a long time before, and we didn't find anything but phosphorus fire. β
"It's not listening, it's intuition," Hu Tu said with a smug expression on his face, "I have a very keen intuition about danger since I was a child, this is a talent, you can't learn it." β
"Oh my God, uncle!" Hao Jian suddenly burst out, kicked Hu Tu on the heel with one kick, and then hugged his shoulders and looked at Hu Tu with his nostrils: "Aren't you talented?" Why didn't you dodge? I'm most annoyed by a guy like you! β
Hutu didn't get angry when he was kicked, he patted the shoe prints on his pants and stood up with a smile: "Of course I know you're going to do it, but I can't dodge, or you're going to hit these thingsβ"
As he spoke, Hu Tu stretched out his hand to pull away a tarpulin, and there were a large number of ancient weapons underneath, most of them were swords, and a few of them were short pestles, three-strand forks and the like, although they were rusty but still sharp.
Hao Jian's face was instantly ugly, and after being silent for half a second, he said in a voice not much bigger than a mosquito: "Thank you." β
Hutu has always been generous, waved his hand to show that he didn't mind, then pulled out a short sword from the pile of weapons and handed it to me: "Look if there's anything wrong." β
I said in my heart what could be wrong with a sword? But when Hutu said that I always wanted to give him some face, he reached out and took the dagger with him.
This sword is about a foot long, and the sword body should be cast with patterns, but now it is a rusty mess, and I know that this sword is made of iron by looking at the color of the rust slag, but the weight seems to be a little heavier than I imagined, thinking of Hu Tu's words, I carefully checked it again and suddenly a flash of inspiration: "This is a cast iron sword!" β
"That's right," Huttu said, pointing to the rest of the weapons, "they're all made of cast iron." β
"But why should that?" I asked suspiciously, and Hu Tu spread his hands: "I'm going to ask you, I don't have much research on this ancient weapon." β
"That...... Excuse me, can you speak human language? Hao Jian stretched out his hand to block between me and Hu Tu and interrupted: "Why can't you use cast iron as a weapon?" β
"Because the cast iron is so brittle, it may break after a few slashes during an engagement." Chen Fang explained at the door: "So these should not be weapons, but magic weapons." β
"That's right! That makes sense! "I suddenly realized that I slapped my head, although magic weapons are sometimes used as weapons, but in most cases they are put on a show, so the requirements for quality are not as strict as weapons, but why are the Liu family hoarding so many magic weapons here? And it's all a rusty mess of magic weapons?
I wondered in my heart and asked directly, but I didn't expect Chen Fang to shake his head and say that he didn't know, just as I was about to see what was under the other tarps, Liang Shuang suddenly blew a short whistle, and then pointed to the door and whispered: "Don't study this yet, there's something outside!" β
"Alert!"
Hu Tu shouted and rushed to the door in an instant, and I hurried over to look out, at first I only saw a large area of phosphorus fire gathered over, and then I found that behind the phosphorus fire, there seemed to be a lot of people standing in shadows!
Hearing me say that there were people outside, Hao Jian also wanted to come over to join in the fun, but the door was so big, he couldn't squeeze in for a long time, so he had no choice but to give up, and pulled my clothes in the back and whispered: "Sanshui!" What's going on with the guys out there? Alive, dead? β
"I don't know, it's too far away to see clearly," I said, reaching back, "Give me the glutinous rice and cinnabar." β
Hao Jian and I have long been very tacit, hearing this, I immediately took out glutinous rice and cinnabar and poured them into the palms of my two hands, I put my two hands together and shook them a few times, and after shaking well, I sprinkled a large piece outside the door.
Hu Tu was not idle when I was tinkering with glutinous rice, biting his middle finger and starting to draw a charm on the door frame, the light was too dim for me to see what he was drawing, but I thought it should be to ward off evil spirits and avoid evil, after all, we don't even know what is outside, and we can't prescribe the right medicine.
After drawing the talismans on the doors and windows, Hu Tu picked out a few sturdy ones from the pile of magic weapons and distributed them to us, and by this time the figures had already followed the phosphorus fire to a range of fifty meters.
Through the miserable green phosphorus fire, we can already see the vague silhouette of a human figure, walking in a swaying posture, like a person with bad legs and feet doing rehabilitation training, but the speed is surprisingly fast, and the house is surrounded by water in between breaths.
Hao Jian looked at the figure outside, then at the short sword that fell straight to the scum, swallowed his saliva and looked back at me: "Have we been caught in someone's urn?" β
"I'd rather call this situation a siege," I whispered as I looked at the figures outside, "Of course, if you want to be a turtle, I don't have a problem with that." β
"you." Hao Jian replied softly, tearing off a strip of cloth from his clothes, tying the short sword and his hands tightly, rolling up his sleeves and shouting: "Brothers! Fuck it! β