Chapter 50: Memories of Chaozi I
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Zhuo Xiong and Chaozi respectively used a trekking rope to tie up the people on their backs with the marching troops in the army, so that even if anything happens, they will not lose the unconscious people, and they truly achieve life and death together. Cha Wenbin thought that if Lao Wang's consciousness was sober now, he would agree with him to do so.
The one who takes the lead is still Cha Wenbin, the two brothers are like right-hand men at the moment, standing on both sides of him, since there is no way out, they can only go against the trend, and they can't wait for death here.
Walking through the bend he had just passed, the scene in front of him made Cha Wenbin take a step back, Zhuo Xiong next to him couldn't help but turn around and retch, and Chaozi also covered his mouth to prevent himself from being disgusted.
What did they see? Seeing that the rest of the bronze coffin just now had opened the lid of the coffin, the puddle that was originally covered with rubble was now white, and what was even more shocking was that these "white" were moving, or rather wriggling. Countless white insects are coming here from all directions, they are rolling together, entangled, each other's bodies are stacked on top of each other's bodies, dense, can't be seen, and can't be counted, all the insects are moving closer to the largest bronze coffin in the middle, they form a huge pyramid shape, the insects next to them are still climbing up along the "tower", and there are constantly insects falling from the "spire", instantly submerged in the sea of insects below, and new ones continue to rush up, a moment ago, the "insect tower" has approached the top of the cliff.
There was a worm that crawled in front of them and was picked up by Cha Wenbin with a sword, and took it to see, this guy looked as long as chopsticks, but it was as thick as a rolling pin, and Bai Huahua's fat body writhed back and forth on the ground, and turned it over carefully to see, there were countless thin feet on the abdomen, constantly wriggling, making people feel furious.
What's even more frightening is that there is a pair of black pliers on its mouth, about five centimeters long, Cha Wenbin tried to pick up a branch on the ground to tease it, the insect turned its head to take a bite, "click", the branch broke into two pieces in response, and when it was raised, the break was as smooth as if it had been cut by a knife, which was enough to see the sharpness of its pair of pliers.
Zhuo Xiong pointed to the insects writhing on the ground, his heart was hairy, and he finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Brother Wenbin, what the hell is this, why is it so disgusting, I grew up in Sichuan since I was a child, and I have never seen such a bug." ”
Cha Wenbin turned around and asked He Yichao: "Chaozi, you have been active in the wild all year round, what do you think this insect looks like?" ”
Chaozi covered his mouth and was retching there, when he heard Cha Wenbin ask him, he put down his hand: "I saw this thing once in Tibet."
Cha Wenbin frowned and asked, "Have you seen it in Tibet?" You say come and hear it. ”
Chaozi pointed at the insect and said, "That was when I was a soldier. On one occasion, a herdsman in a Tibetan area lost his cattle and ran to the company to ask for help. Because Tibet has a small population density and many uninhabited areas, herdsmen often lose their livestock. When they can't find it, they will come to the company to ask for help, we are the most important to the military and civilian family, especially for these Tibetan villagers, the company attaches great importance to this matter, because the herd means all the belongings for the herdsmen. The instructor didn't say a word, so he asked me and the deputy squad leader to ride a horse each and take the fellow to find it.
Before leaving, everyone brought enough godmother and water, because this kind of similar thing happened in the past, often looking for many days, not only the natural conditions in Tibet are bad, some fierce beasts are also many, the three of us followed the footprints and dung of the herd to the foot of a snow-capped mountain, looking at the footprints of the herd, it is up the mountain.
The herd rarely goes up the mountain, unless it is chased by wolves and panicked, so the squad leader and I immediately decided to go up the mountain to find it, but the Tibetan villager refused to live or die, so he had to go back. The two of us were in a hurry, you said that we were all here, and we have clues, why don't we go up and have a look? We didn't understand the fellow's squeak for a long time, but we still decided to go up and have a look, because the People's Liberation Army can give you help halfway, this has to be passed back, and we can't mix in the company. When the fellow saw that we had to go up, he grabbed the reins of the horse and refused to let go, and finally he even screamed and gestured, and finally understood the reason why he would not let us go.
In the eyes of Tibetans, there are many mountains and lakes that have gods, and this mountain is not only a sacred mountain in his eyes, but also a place that makes him taboo in every way, because this mountain top is also the place of heavenly burial! ”
Cha Wenbin interjected: "Sky burial? ”
"Well, sky burial, you ask Zhuo Xiong about this, he also stayed in Tibet" Cha Wenbin turned to look at Zhuo Xiong, he nodded towards Wen Bin: "I have also heard that there is indeed a sky burial there." ”
"Oh? What kind of burial is that? ”
Chaozi continued: "As for what the celestial burial is like, I haven't actually seen it, but I've heard that the celestial burial master chooses a place, usually at the top of the mountain, turns the corpse to the sky, breaks the limbs, tears the skin in the center of the corpse and on both shoulders to expose the muscles, and then retreats. There will be flocks of goshawks all over the world, competing to peck at them. When the flesh is eaten clean and only the skeletons are left on the burial platform, the celestial burial master will knock the skeletons into bone sauce with stones and knead them together, and the vultures will fall down again until they are eaten up, and then the people around them will begin to kneel and bow. ”
After listening to this, Cha Wenbin said: "The kind of sky burial you mentioned, we Han people actually have it, "Zhou Yi? There is such a record about the funeral in the biography of the system: "The ancient burial was thickly clothed and paid, buried in the wilderness, not sealed or tree", here is that people are buried after death, directly discarded in the wilderness, not into the soil or into the coffin, let it be eaten by wild beasts, you go on to say"
Chaozi said again: "The two of us were still stunned at that time, and we were bold, and we always wanted to do something practical after coming to Tibet for so long, so I made a gesture to the fellow and told him that the cattle were lost, and they were on this mountain, if you didn't look for them, what would happen to the future life of the family?" The mountain will be closed by heavy snow, and if you don't go up, I'm afraid the cattle will freeze to death, who will bear the loss? ”
The Tibetan villagers really had no choice, all their property was left there, and they didn't dare to go up, and we were beaten up for a while, and finally they were allowed to go up with us. Needless to say, the excitement of me and the squad leader was. The road up the mountain is not easy to walk, can only lead the horse on foot, it took most of the day to finally reach the top of the mountain, the sky has begun to darken, follow the footprints of the herd, sure enough, on the back of the mountaintop, we saw a cow, the fellow said that this is a leading bull, the herd must be not far around, we have to take advantage of the dark before to find, otherwise it will be scattered again in a while.
Not a few steps, we followed the cow's hoof prints to the back of the mountain, the carcass of the cow spread all over the area of 200 square meters, the fellow saw that his cattle all died here, this is repaid, holding a shotgun immediately rushed over, I looked with the squad leader, there is our socialist enemy here, carrying the eighty-one bar, pulling the bolt, and then followed the past, come closer to see, those cattle can not see the scars, in the distance there are a few cows that fell to the ground are still panting, All cattle have a common phenomenon: there is something on the belly of the cow that is constantly twitching, and when the fellow sees this scene, he subconsciously retreats, saying that he is willing to take revenge again, and he will go down the mountain with us. I was puzzled by the squad leader, this is such a large number of dead cattle, why don't you not only not take revenge, but also busy going down the mountain? The fellow compared to us and said that there was a devil here, and that these cows were all dedicated to the devil.
I was a materialist with the squad leader at that time, although I respected the beliefs of the Tibetans, but I still didn't believe that there was a devil in my bones. The squad leader squatted down against a dead cow, pointed to the wriggling belly and said to me: Chaozi, look, this cow is dead, why is the stomach still moving? I said, "Then you can take a look."
This kid was even more flustered than me, pulled out the bayonet, slipped away, and cut open, and a bunch of white insects suddenly rushed out of it, one of which bit the squad leader's bayonet, which was made of pure steel, and then we checked, and actually left a tooth mark on the knife edge!
One of them climbed on the squad leader's calf, and his boy screamed in pain, and I quickly picked it up with a bayonet, but I couldn't take it off, and in the end he was ruthless, and pulled the insect hard, and guess what. Even a large piece of flesh and skin was torn off.
Since the fellow saw the worm, he shouted the devil in his mouth, led the bull, turned his head and ran, and didn't care about the two of us, just finished bandaging the squad leader, and looked, the dead cattle just now, now most of them have become skeletons, a stack of white insects surrounded the two of us, I swept a shuttle of bullets, hit those bugs, spewed out the slurry, pasted, looked at more and more bugs, helpless, I could only carry the squad leader down the mountain, and wait at the foot of the mountain to meet the fellow, He put some herbs on the wound on the squad leader's leg, and before he could return to the company, the squad leader began to have a fever, coma and vomiting. The company instructor sent him to the Lhasa Military Region Hospital overnight, and finally the doctor said that he was saved thanks to that little herb, but the squad leader was amputated, and he lost a leg forever. Chaozi pointed to the one in front of Cha Wenbin, "It's exactly the same as it!" ”
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