Chapter 459: Dough

Ten years ago, there was a tragedy, and eighty percent of those who didn't come out became like this. The feeling in Liu Ye's heart, including Director Leng, who had come in back then, sighed that they could come out, but they were also uncomfortable for their dead friends.

The Chinese pay attention to the fallen leaves and return to their roots, and after death, they enter the soil for peace, these people are originally from all over the world, and those who have died in other places have asked the corpse chaser to return to their hometown. Although this person turned into a ghost-like zombie, Liu Ye meditated in his heart that if he went out, he must organize people to bury them one by one.

Looking at the technique of black sunglasses, Liu Ye also admired it tightly, and the origin of this person was a mystery to a person as powerful as him, and he only knew that the person who introduced him said that his surname was "Shen". Because he couldn't see his age, Liu Ye didn't dare to respect or trust the people in the rivers and lakes, so he called him "Brother Shen".

After walking for about a mile, you can see the traces left by the past everywhere. On this journey, they saw bullet holes in the walls, rusty guns, and thick scabs of blood and dust on the ground, which had solidified and blackened with age, except for no one or corpse.

None of these places have ever been, and the only thing Liu Ye can remember is the scream he heard after the huge door was opened, and that scream can really be described as purgatory on earth. The cries of the Iron Warriors pierced the ground tens of meters deep, and even those in charge of logistics above could feel the shaking of the ground, and since then, the only entrance has been blocked by concrete. Overnight, the cement on all the construction sites in several surrounding counties and cities was urgently mobilized, and the mahjong-sized gravel was stirred, and it had to be poured into it day and night until all the space was filled. And on such a huge "tomb", not even a monument remained, because this was destined to be a failed operation that would be sealed into history. A year later, the Youling Tunnel began to open to traffic, and it was from that year that countless bizarre accidents began to occur, and the tunnel connecting the traffic arteries of Zhejiang and Anhui provinces also had a nickname "Death Tunnel"!

People walking in the secluded mountains are all attracted by the lush bamboo sea outside the car window, those crooked mountain roads, verdant bamboo forests, no one would have thought that above and below their heads are countless souls screaming, and there are still walking corpses that can move in this land.

"Cold!" Cha Wenbin shuddered, in the dark, his body curled up tighter, and his trembling body made him look more like an old man in the twilight. A three-legged toad was flicking its big tongue in his face, and its owner was so hot that the little thing felt like his tongue was about to burn.

The innate coolness of the three-legged toad and the high temperature of the body constantly collided, and Cha Wenbin felt that his feet that were like stepping on the clouds finally stepped on the ground, and he woke up.

"Where is this?" After waking up, Cha Wenbin supported the ground with his hands, and with difficulty found a place behind him to rely on, he had forgotten how he got here. Once a person's body and soul are separated, one of the soul and body will always forget what happened before, and when they meet again, it will also cause amnesia.

The reason why mirrors are used to ward off evil spirits is because mirrors don't lie. Ghosts and evil spirits have no physical form, so they will reflect their dead appearance in the mirror, that is, their original form. The soul is the foundation of a person's essence, and the body will naturally be weak without the essence.

At the moment when the wall was pierced, the two mirrors that reflected Cha Wenbin's own were also shattered, but only that point. No one can say where the next mirror will appear, countless mirrors will outline countless reflections, and there will be countless points that can separate people's souls.

Feeling the fire fold and blowing, he took out another candle and lit it, and in the faint light of the fire, the three-legged toad jumped up, and it burrowed into its familiar pocket. Touching the smooth skin on his face, I don't know how long this little thing has been holding on. There was no water, no food, his chapped lips opened slightly and he could hear the tearing sound of his skin, and the soreness of his muscles forced him to pause for a moment to continue walking, and he needed more rest.

I woke up after another drowsiness, and finally my body began to improve, looking at the candle that was about to burn out, this sleep was really a long time ago.

It's very dark, but Cha Wenbin is used to the dark, and his night vision ability is far beyond ordinary people, which is the result of Taoist priests' habit of being active at night. Adapting to the darkness allowed him to do basic actions without relying on lighting, such as standing up and walking with a tactile sense of his feet and a roughly blurred vision. People can go without eating for a long time, but they must not lack water, not only him, but also the three-legged toad, just Cha Wenbin touched it, the back of the toad has long been shriveled, and it used too much water to divide into mucus and smear it on him.

Cha Wenbin has one thing, I don't know what material this thing is made of, it is golden yellow, not copper or gold. The front section is very sharp, very much like a heavy carving knife, and the most special thing about this thing is that there is a groove on the body, which is a bit similar to the blood groove on the dagger.

There's a name for that thing: the Water Vein Knife.

As a profession that is proficient in feng shui, Taoist priests have a very popular skill in the past, that is, to find water veins for people. Feng Shui, Feng Shui, no water is naturally not good Feng Shui, there was no tap water before, and the draft water at home naturally relied on digging wells. Digging a well is very particular, the legend in the well has the well dragon king, if you want to eat his water, you have to go to the person first, the Taoist priest is the person who dots the point, this statement is a little superstitious, but there are other more scientific statements.

The depth and location of the well will affect the feng shui of the owner's house, and the same direction as the foundation gate of the house, large households will not open the well casually. The cost of the same well is related to the depth and geology, and if the drilling is shallow and the water output is large, the natural price will be cheap; The water veins have not been found, and it depends on the seepage of water on the surface, which not only has to be deep, but also easy to dry. Taoist priests know astronomy and geography, they know which land is easy to produce water, which land is deep and shallow, and which land has clean water.

As a result, there are predecessors who invented such a thing: the water vein knife.

In spring and autumn, the metal placed in the open space will condense many small water droplets, which are formed by the condensation of the humidity in the air. The ancients believed that this was because gold was the qi of less yin, warm and moist, and could produce water, so there was a saying that gold gave birth to water in the five elements. The Water Vein Knife was born from such a simple and metaphysical point of view, and it was inserted into the soil to detect changes in soil moisture to determine the direction of the water vein.

Every time Cha Wenbin took five steps at this time, he would use a water vein knife to insert it into the soil under his feet, and then pull it out again and put it in front of his nose to sniff. After smelling something, he changed direction, and so, after walking for more than an hour, he finally heard the sound of "banging" water in his ears, and he found an underground river.

I am afraid it is appropriate to describe it by crawling, the moment the high fever face and the cold river water come into contact, Cha Wenbin feels that the water is so happy at the moment. After pouring two mouthfuls, I felt a feeling of nausea in my heart, and vomited wildly by the river, and for some reason there was a stench in the water, just like a dead rat that had been floating in the river for many days.

Staggered to his feet, and then Cha Wenbin noticed that not only in the water, but also in his nose was filled with the disgusting stench. Usually deal with dead people, this smell, he is very familiar, this is a dead corpse!

There are corpses polluting this water! In the dark, not far away, he could vaguely see a ball of white flowers lying down, supporting his weak body, Cha Wenbin staggered and touched it, and approached the bright fire to take a look, good guy, where can you still see that it is a person, it is simply a big ball of dough that has been sent for a long time.

There were countless maggots rolling up and down on the dough, and after being disturbed by the fire folds, they tumbled out of the dough and fell into the water. The three-legged toad in Cha Wenbin's arms suddenly jumped out of his pocket at this time, jumped into the water and shook off his big tongue, as if he had seen a rare delicacy, swept the maggots that fell into the water into his mouth one by one, and ate happily.

Thinking of the sip of water he had just drunk, Cha Wenbin couldn't help but retching by the river again......