Chapter 80: The Red Clothes of the Dried Corpse
A red skirt, yes, a red skirt, fell quietly at my feet. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Looking at this red dress, my hair was numb and my whole body was trembling. Isn't that the red garment that the corpse wears? How did it end up here, and where did the dried corpses go?
"What's wrong with you?" At this time, He Xiaoman and the others all walked over to me, and I slowly came back to my senses, and my back was wet with cold sweat. "It's nothing, I just heard a little movement and came out to take a look." I don't want to frighten them.
"Then why are you yelling and shooting, and what's the matter with the red dress on the ground?" He Xiaoman asked, and everyone looked at me, as if they wanted to know why.
"Nothing, I came out and saw this red dress flying in the sky, so I shot." I didn't want them to know about the existence of the corpses, so I explained it to them.
"Really?" Obviously, He Xiaoman didn't believe my words. I nodded, "Really, absolutely. "Hearing me say that, no one is asking.
"What about the skirts on the ground? Could it be a ghost? Zhang Yuyang, who doesn't like to talk, looked at the red dress on the ground and asked me. I think there are really ghosts. At this time, the big man Zhou Qing also said.
"Don't be afraid, there's nothing that will hurt you with me, you're all going to sleep, right? I'll burn this red dress later. "I reassured them that I couldn't let them panic, because then I wouldn't be able to control the situation.
After listening to my words, everyone lowered their heads and discussed, He Xiaoman stared at me for a while, as if he had figured out something, and then said to everyone: "Go back to sleep, don't worry if there is a killer, I believe he will definitely protect us." ”
He Xiaoman turned his head to me after watching everyone return to the tent and said, "Thank you for your hard work, don't hide anything from all of us, we are all college students, and we will come up with a way together." I squeezed out a smile at He Xiaoman, who had entered his tent.
After everyone returned to their tents, I began to look at the red dress on the ground, this is indeed the clothes of the dried corpse, why did it fall here. I shot the corpse just now, but where did the corpse go, and why did its clothes fall here?
I thought about it for a while and didn't figure it out, then I took out the windproof lighter on my body, and when I was about to squat down, a gust of wind suddenly blew around me, and the yellow sand on the ground was blown up by the wind, and I immediately covered my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, the red dress on the ground drifted away with the wind, and I immediately went to chase after it, but the red dress floated higher and higher.
I stood there and kept looking at the red clothes fluttering in the sky, the red clothes were like a red ghost, laughing at me in the black sky, I raised the gun in my hand, I thought about it or forget it, I don't want to disturb them who just entered the tent.
The red clothes slowly disappeared before my eyes, and the horrible and disgusting face of the dry corpse kept appearing in my mind. Don't let me catch you, or I'll beat you into pieces of meat, I thought to myself, I, a special soldier of the dignified sword special brigade, was actually scared by a red-clothed corpse several times, and I couldn't let go of this breath.
I drew some water from the basin and washed my face with cold water. The original fear finally calmed down, and I took off my short sleeves, and my back was soaked with sweat. I put the short-sleeved boy next to his tent and went back to the tent.
I pulled all the bullets out of my pistol and lay down on the covers. The original fear turned into anger, I felt that this red-clothed dry corpse was playing with me, whether it was a human or a ghost, I was consumed with it, and I was unwilling not to destroy it.
In my mind, I kept thinking about how to deal with the red-clothed dry corpse, I thought of using talismans, but I don't have it around now, I thought of using child urine, yes, child urine. Although I am eighteen years old, I am still a boy who guards like jade, and when I meet the red-clothed corpse again, I will splash it with urine.
I went out of the tent again to find an empty bottle of mineral water, and decided to pee in the bottle tonight, and when I heard the ghost cry later, I would take my urine out. Thinking about it, I also slowly fell asleep, did I hear the cry of the dry corpse again this night, and occasionally I forgot after waking up from a dream.
In the morning, I was woken up by the noise of noise, and when I got dressed and walked out of the tent, I found that Wang Bo, Wan Shaofei, and Yu Xiaojiang were fetching water to wash their faces, while Gao Tianhai was squatting and smoking under a dead tree. He Xiaoman and Zhao Wen are lighting a fire, and we see Zhou Qing and Zhang Yuyang, maybe the two of them are still sleeping.
In the early morning, the sun has not yet come out, and the air seems less dry, even a little damp. I saw that Wang Bo was washing his face, so I decided to go over first to help He Xiaoman make a fire.
"You can't make a fire like that." I looked at He Xiaoman and Zhao Wen in front of me, they actually used lighters to light very thick dead branches, it was really the eldest lady who was born, and I don't know who lit the fire last night.
They all looked at me and consciously stepped aside, and I found some small branches and lit the fire, and then added some thicker branches. When He Xiaoman and Zhao Wen saw that I lit the fire, they both clapped their little hands and jumped up.
The two little girls must have wanted to make us breakfast, so I shook my head and went to get my own basin to fetch water, wash my face and brush my teeth. At this time, Zhou Qing and Zhang Yuyang came out of the tent with their eyes rubbed, both of them were a little fat, so they were very sleepy.
"Everyone, let's get the dishes and chopsticks, and it's time to eat." When we were packing up our tent, He Xiaoman shouted loudly. I had no choice but to walk over with my own dishes and chopsticks, I was afraid that I would not have my share when it was late, and I really wanted to taste the food cooked by He Xiaoman.
"I'm dizzy, whether this is rice or porridge, it's not clear, and it's still a lump." Zhou Qing in front of me was holding a bowl and looked at Zhao Wen who was scooping him and complained.
"Do you like to eat or not, if you don't eat, hurry up and leave the next one." He Xiaoman, who was on the side, immediately shouted, and Zhou Qing only hung his head and took a bowl of things that were not rice or porridge and walked away silently after taking the mustard from He Xiaoman's hand.
To put it bluntly, the food they cook is really unpalatable, and after everyone eats a bowl, no one wants to eat it.
"There's still in the pot, who hasn't eaten enough, come quickly, we won't be distributing food before noon." He Xiaoman looked at the small half-pot of rice and shouted at us.
Everyone didn't move, and He Xiaoman waited for a while and seemed a little angry: "Don't you eat it?" Is that all I cook so bad? ”
I thought about it and went up with my bowl, He Xiaoman looked at me suspiciously, and I said, "This rice is really delicious, the rest is mine, Miss He, can you do it?" He Xiaoman was stunned and immediately happily helped me serve the meal.