Chapter 40 The Origin of Zongzi
The cold sweat on my forehead dripped down, my face was smeared, my eyes were stained with beads of sweat, but I didn't dare to blink, my back was close to the stone wall, desperately retracted, and the claws were still getting closer little by little.
Your uncle, do you really want to fold here?
In an instant, I had a lot of thoughts in my heart, and the biggest feeling was despair, I was left with a man in the Sima family, my special mother was so big, I didn't even hold a woman's little hand, and I didn't know what it was like, so I hung it up, and I really couldn't draw it.
But in the pupils, the reflection of the black paw was constantly magnifying, I was so frightened that I couldn't help but close my eyes, and there was a "dong dong" footsteps in my ears, and Ge Zhuang's bear-like body rushed in the roar, but it quickly relieved me.
Like a live bear with hair and love, he opened his hands and hugged the carrion, and the big pile of meat pressed down, like a mountain collapsed, and the carrion was knocked down by the side, fell together, and rolled down into a ball with Ge Zhuang. The rotting corpse was constantly rolling, scratching Ge Zhuang's face with his claws, and Ge Zhuang pressed his butt on his stomach, crossed his wrists with both hands, and twisted it back with his dead force, "Fuck your mother's balls, compare your strength with the fat brother to find death!" ”
Ge Qiang's head was bruised, the fat on his arms was scurrying, and he didn't know how much strength he used, breaking the claws of the carrion with a "click" sound, I gasped for air, just recovered from the thrill of dancing with death, and without hesitation, I picked up the sapper shovel on the ground and stomped on its neck.
There is also a dagger embedded in the neck of the rotting corpse, and I slapped it with the shovel handle, three points into the flesh, and it reached the cervical vertebrae.
"it!" Ge Zhuang frightened the two rows of teeth of the carrion corpse, and a flute fluttered, losing the suppression of his fat body, the rotting corpse straightened its legs and bounced up, and I picked up the sapper shovel, chopped it behind the knee, broke its legs, and fell to the ground with a "click" sound.
"Hit him in the joints!" Ge Zhuang saw the doorway, jumped up and yelled in exclamation.
I slapped the shovel with two or three strokes, shaved off one of its legs, and the carrion that had lost its leg could no longer stand, and its hands were propped on the ground, holding a head of corpse water, and they still ran towards me relentlessly.
This girl didn't climb fast, Ge Zhuang and I solved the crisis a little, and we both grinned and roared, "Damn, this is simply a living example of the disabled Zhijian in the zongzi world, and they are so fierce even if they have broken their legs!" ”
Ge Zhuang and I were both calmed, cold sweat flowed wildly, grabbed the sapper shovel and hid back, Ge Zhuang said not to forget the original intention, this girl is quite strong, or let's send it a labor protection pennant, and then hang a May Day medal?
Chen Yun took three steps and made two steps, rushed over and asked, "Don't be blind, how can you stop it, there is a cliff behind, and there will be no way to go if you retreat!" When I heard this, I looked back, and sure enough, ten meters away, there was a bottomless pit, how deep it was, I couldn't tell, I only knew that the strong flashlight in Chen Yun's hand couldn't shine at all!
The rock crack of this mountain forms a circular "moat", across this trap, there is a football field square stone platform in front, and the stone base below is awl-shaped, and it looks like a large "T" from a distance.
"Dog, day, the fat man gave him some ruthlessness, on the Guanyin mud!"
There is no way to retreat, the word "fighting against the water" fully describes our situation at the moment, Ge Zhuang listened to my words, screamed and rushed forward, and at the same time I also jumped out, put my knees on the back of the rotting corpse, and pressed down with the weight of my whole body.
The rotting corpse supported the ground with both hands, hooked on one leg, and actually held it up without lying down, Ge Zhuang went around behind it, and said to me, you are picking up the hairy eggs! He pounced on a tiger and pressed down, the fat was piled up, there was a great posture of Taishan falling, the back of the rotting corpse was suffocated, and it broke in the middle with a "click", and was crushed by Ge Zhuang with his weight, unable to move.
I hurriedly reached out in front of him, grabbed the rotting corpse's forehead from behind, and leaned back desperately with its head in my arms. Ge Zhuang smeared his hands full of black mud and sealed the strange seven orifices of the rotting corpse. Lao Luo said, the dead deceive the corpse, nothing more than the heart of the grievances, by the Yang Qi collision, so will burst out to hurt people, Guanyin soil can be used to seal his seven orifices, once the seven orifices are sealed, Yang Qi can not circulate, there is no possibility of "rushing", someone will pry open the corpse's mouth, put coins and copper coins, this is also the truth.
Ge Zhuang pasted its mouth full of old black mud, fishy and sassy, and gradually the rotting corpse lay on its stomach and did not move, I took a breath, sat on a large pile of stones nearby, and said that Lao Luo's method really worked, and the thousand-year-old zombie can be cured, I really regret it, I shouldn't have scolded him for pseudoscience before.
Ge Zhuang said, "Everyone is gone, but his old man's glorious thoughts are still there, aren't you the inheritor?" "I said, when I was a child, I was greedy for fun, and I was so focused on catching loaches, who has the heart to learn this, I'm not much better than you dead fat man.
The rotting corpse was full of stench, fishy and unpleasant, Ge Zhuang and I didn't want to stay longer for a second, we were far away, Chen Yun was not small, he actually walked to the rotting corpse and squatted down, and took a flashlight on it, as if he was looking for something.
Ge Zhuang said, big sister, what are you doing? Is there rhinitis? If you really want to, don't smell the corpse, it's unlucky, fat brother, I'll lend you the big pants to smell it, and cure all diseases!
Chen Yun glared at him and waved at me, "Sima Nan, you come over first!" "I said what's wrong? Although he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, he still pinched his nose and walked up, Chen Yun pointed to the rotting corpse on the ground and said, "This corpse is not the one that attacked us at the entrance of the cave before!" ”
I "chuckled" in my heart, and subconsciously said, "Is there any other zongzi?" Chen Yun's expression was solemn, and he pointed to the bare head of the carrion, "Lao Zhong fired at least three shots before, and it was determined that two of the shots hit the zongzi, and the second shot hit the face, but you see, there are no bullet holes on the face of this carrion." ”
As soon as I heard this, I broke out in a cold sweat, the big zongzi in the thousand-year-old tomb, I don't know what the price is to take out and buy tickets to visit? But if Ge Zhuang and I can lift it, I don't want to touch this thing anymore.
Chen Yun never took his eyes off the carrion corpse, continued to ponder for a while, and suddenly looked back at me and said, "This corpse is not a thousand years ago, it is a modern person, it may be the group of tomb robbers who rushed to the tomb before us." "I was interested, so I forcibly resisted the nausea, squatted down to look with her, and sure enough, I saw something strange.
The biggest peculiarity lies in the clothes, although the clothes on the outside of the corpse are all rotten and stained with viscous corpse fluid, and only some strips of rags are still attached to the old black skin, but this strip of cloth is dyed with paint, and the signs of fading are not obvious, unlike the products of ancient times.
China is the birthplace of silk, the earliest "plant dyeing" can even be traced back to the new era, the so-called "plant dyeing", that is, through grinding plant rhizomes, extraction and purification, the grass and trees themselves with the dyeing liquid extracted, which also reflects the wisdom of the ancient working people from the side.
But thousands of years ago, the ancients were not mature enough, the dyeing technology was very poor, and there was no way to make bright clothes, which would be more popular mulberry hemp, silk few people could afford to wear, and the rags on the corpse were obviously made through postmodern processing.
"There's one more piece of evidence, look at this!"
Chen Yun reached out and touched the bottom of the corpse's neck, pulled out a black object, and handed it to me with a serious expression, "Do you think this thing is very familiar?" ”