Chapter 12: The Mysterious Man (2)

"I said, are you in charge of the soul files of the underworld, do you want me to take a roll call, sign in, and send me to trial after the diagnosis is correct!"

When I said this, the bodyguard-like man next to me was indifferent and didn't seem to hear it, while the middle-aged man on the other side was different, he helped his "golden wire" glasses frame and said to me in his hoarse voice

"Long story short, we're looking into something that might have something to do with the cave you went into, so we're wondering what's going on inside the cave"

Listening to his question, I knew completely that they might be judges, see if I was guilty, and then put a hat on me, and I was gone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Besides, I don't know them, and I casually tell strangers some questions, which is not a soldier's habit, out of the work ethics of a soldier, I replied

"I'm sorry, military secrets, no comment!"

I thought that this reason could prevaricate this question, but who knew that this middle-aged man did not give up, and smiled

"Young man, let me tell you a story"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man stood up, pacing back and forth before speaking

"I remember that it was 62 years, when the Sino-Indian war was at its hottest, and once, I met a soldier of a reconnaissance company, like you, and their squad was ordered to go to a place on the southwestern border of southern Tibet to conduct reconnaissance. War! Isn't it enough to punish the inevitable deaths, the glorious deaths of the soldiers, the innocent deaths of the civilians, the destruction of their homes, the separation of their wives, and the forced departure of their homes? That is, war, and the damage it brings is multifaceted, and it also affects some other things, such as strange things. On that day, I happened to be on an official business, passing through the southern Tibet region, and Comrade Tanjian (a secret member of the 749th Bureau, more on this later) in the southern Tibet region suddenly came to me and reported to me that there was a foreign object in the southwest of southern Tibet, the situation was unknown, and the danger level was 3. I was very surprised that there was a foreign body and that the danger level was so high, because I hadn't heard of a problem in southern Tibet for a long time, and I didn't dare to slack off on this, so I and a few other comrades in my entourage rushed to the place of the incident according to the coordinates given to us by Comrade Tanjian, and when we arrived, we found nothing, just when we thought that there was a problem with Comrade Tanjian's intelligence, suddenly! We made a discovery behind a rock, and we found a wounded and unconscious warrior. According to the information, there were five fighters sent to this area that day, and I and my comrades searched around carefully, but found no other survivors, so we concluded that the others were most likely in misfortune. After making sure that it was correct, we took the wounded soldier to a nearby Tibetan villager's house, but fortunately he had only suffered a few skin injuries and passed out from overwork. The enthusiastic fellow dressed the wounds of the soldier with Tibetan medicine, and soon the wounded soldier woke up, perhaps because our group was wearing Tibetan clothes, and when we asked him if we had encountered an enemy in the southwest region, or something else, the soldier mistook us for ******** lamas, spies! To live or die is not to tell us what happened. Helpless, in the end we had to send him to the garrison camp, after sending to the camp we learned from their company commander's mouth, only to know that he met a monster, that monster bites when he sees people, eats when he sees people, is not afraid of guns or cannons, other soldiers were all bitten to death by that monster, only he escaped. ā€

Hearing this, my heart was a little hairy

"My goodness! Bitten to death, how powerful are the teeth of this monster."

"When we heard the news, we all knew something was wrong. We borrowed a few horses from the camp and went crazy again to the place of the incident, and by the time we arrived again, it was too late."

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man unconsciously shed tears, he took off his glasses, turned his back to me and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned to me and said

"I'm sorry, when I think of sad things, I will unconsciously cry and make you smile"

Seeing that he was in this mood, I didn't care, but was more concerned about the rest of the matter

"And then?" I asked

"Later, we passed by a village that was very close to the place where the incident occurred, and it was more like a village than a gathering place for Tibetan herders, a trading market. After entering, we were amazed, the scene was extremely shocking, more than 100 people were all bitten to death"

Saying this, the middle-aged man clenched his fists and paused.

"Biting to death," I looked at the middle-aged man with wide eyes

The middle-aged man listened to my question and continued

"That's right, I was bitten to death," the middle-aged man replied categorically

"What kind of monster, so brutal, so inhuman," I asked rhetorically

At this time, the middle-aged man seemed to be very reluctant to tell me, what kind of monster is that, and it took him more than half a day before he spoke

"Hiding the Corpse"

"Hiding corpses?"

"That's right! Tibetan zombies, this kind of zombies are ferocious, they can walk, they bite people's ears, they love people's blood, and finally they turn people into puppets, they keep biting, they keep turning people, until the human race is destroyed, the world is destroyed, and they have no food, and it will not end."

"No, it won't! For thousands of years, we have not seen all Tibetans infected, and no one has acknowledged the existence of zombies, but more of us humans have been increasing."

When the middle-aged man heard me say this, he smiled unconsciously, comrade, this question is to the point, listen to me slowly finish this story.

"As I said earlier, at that time, there was a border war between China and India, and Tibetans would inevitably be injured by mistake, and the dead Tibetans were to be buried in the sky according to Tibetan customs. The so-called sky burial is nothing more than putting a person's body in a relatively high place and then wrapping it in some cowhide. The Tibetan people believe that after death, the heavenly burial will cause the soul to ascend to heaven, and the eagle messenger is used as a bridge, and the eagle messenger is the eagle, which pecks at the body of the deceased, eats him, and soars in the sky with the eagle, which is considered to be entering heaven with the eagle messenger. But there is one thing, if the human body is not pecked by the eagle after death, and does not ascend to heaven, and there is a lot of resentment here, it is very likely to become a zombie. The ancient book "Tao Te Ching" once recorded: corpses, turbidity. This means that if a person dies in a place where there is a lot of resentment, there is a good chance that he will become a zombie after death. In addition, at that time, the situation in southern Tibet was changing dramatically, and it was very common for dead people to hurt people, and the resentment was very heavy, which met the conditions for corpse mutiny, and it was logical for a corpse mutiny to occur.

"What happened then," I asked curiously