Chapter Twenty-Nine: Nightmare
When I woke up from my dream in a cold sweat, I saw a big smiling face almost against my head, which scared me again.
"Wake up!"
"Where is this? How long did I sleep? I asked anxiously.
"You forgot, we drank too much wine last night, and we fell asleep on the ground, and this is in your hometown." The big head smiled happily at me.
"Oh, that's right, fortunately!" I patted my chest and calmed down, glad it was just a nightmare, "What about Xiu'er, is she okay?" ”
"Huh? Who is Xiu'er? Are you having a spring dream? The big head stopped what he was doing and asked me with a serious face.
"No kidding, Xiu'er is my daughter-in-law, we are married. Haven't you all seen it? I struggled and wriggled to look around, hoping to see Xiu'er.
"Sleep, you haven't married a daughter-in-law in your life, what's the matter, it's more than seventy years old, and you only remembered to marry a daughter-in-law?"
What the? Seventy years old? I'm only twenty years old, and I know what kind of nonsense this is. Wait, I rubbed my eyes vigorously, this person is not a big head, the man in front of him is already an old man in his seventies and eighties, how can he be a big head.
The strange man saw that my expression was wrong, squatted down nervously, and gently slapped me on the cheek a few times with his hand, "I said, you dead old man, what's going on?" How to wake up and talk nonsense. ”
"Dead old man? Who do you say is the dead old man? ”
"Huh? It's you," he said, reaching out and bringing a square mirror from the table next to him and placing it in front of my eyes.
"Well, take a good look for yourself." In the mirror, there was an old man with gray hair and wrinkles, I subconsciously reached out to touch my face, and the wrinkles clearly appeared in the palms of my hands.
Could it be that this old man is really me? So where did all my years go? Why don't you have any memory at all?
"Then you... Are you the big head? I stretched out my trembling right hand and pointed at the strange old man in front of me. yes, do you remember? "That, that, where did the fat man, the monkey, the taro, the smoker, and the sunspot go?" I said the names of the few people that came to mind.
"Hmm," the big head gestured to the wall of the central hall, "aren't they all hanging there?" Last night was their anniversary, and I just got together and drank so much, remembering them. ”
They, they're all dead? Impossible, impossible. I struggled to get up from the ground like crazy, and only took two steps forward, and I almost fell to the ground on my head, but fortunately, the big head quickly helped me up and walked to the front of the middle hall. I looked up at the five portraits hanging on the wall, and they all seemed to be smiling, sweet and happy.
So that's it, it's all gone.
Thinking of this, my throat suddenly became sweet, a mouthful of hot blood surged up my throat, and my withered body like a flower fell stiffly to the ground.
Before I died, I saw the big head laughing miserably, shouting, "Don't worry, I'll go down to accompany you!" ”
"Ahh I finally woke up from the nightmare, and when my eyes could see the things around me clearly, I quickly looked at everything around me, fortunately, people, they were still those people.
"What's wrong, having a nightmare?" Zhang Yao asked me softly.
"Well, a series of nightmares" After saying that, I stood up, the big head had woken up for some time, and was holding the chicken leg left for him and gnawing hard, realizing that I walked to the side, and said without looking back, "This chicken leg was brought by the fat man, and it really can't fight that kid, I don't know what to think in my head all day long, I also brought a chicken leg to rob the tomb, and the tomb robbers all brought the hooves of the black donkey of the age." ”
"Yes, let him hear and scold you. I sat next to him, and when I saw this, I was really happy for him.
"Well, I'm almost recovered, except for a little pain in my shoulder, nothing else. I don't know how the taro treated me, but there will be a pain like ten thousand arrows piercing my heart, and I fainted alive. ”
Oh, I know that clearly, but I can't say that.
But then again, how long has I slept this night, and I have had two dreams in a row, it feels like a long time has passed.
Zhang Yao on the side replied to me, "It's only two hours." ”
"Oh." The time in the dream passed really long. The big man had already eaten and drunk, and I asked him, "Do you want to wake everyone up and move on?" ”
"It's almost time to scream, this underground should not stay for a long time, the situation on the ground is unknown, if the time drags on too long, those people can't bear to rush down, we will suffer."
Soon, everyone was woken up by us, and everyone was extremely happy to see the big head who had recovered their spirits.
"Pack your things and get ready to go." "From the bottom of the cave to the present, it has been about three or four miles, and according to the old man, there is still more than half the way to reach the tomb, and the time is now eight o'clock in the morning, so everyone must arrive in the evening." ”
This is still a very conservative statement, if you walk on land, the distance of this seven-mile road is only two hours of walking, but in this uncertain underground, it is difficult to say anything.
Now that the goal has been set, the feet are moving, this time everyone kept an eye on it, try not to touch anything, just walk well, but even so, when walking about three miles, there was still an accident, because an uninvited guest appeared.
To be precise, it was a dead body lying in the middle of the road, and judging by the stiffness, it was about three days dead. The whole body was cold, and it began to swell and rot, and the corpse spots were all over the place, and there was a burst of corpse stench.
Of course, these are all told to us after the taro inspection. This person looks very ordinary, Zhang Wei and Zhang Yao firmly said that they are not members of their team, and there is no information on him that can prove his identity, which is not very unusual, in that era, who would have such a thing, we didn't have it. The most striking part is the man's hands, which are missing. And it is obviously a man-made trace, and the concise and neat knife slash marks are clearly left in the broken part of the arm.
"What to do? Didn't the old man say that he was the only one who knew about this secret passage? How could there be such a handless man here? I asked the big head.
For a long time, this team, although there is no leader or no leader, but because the big head can be said to know everything and knows everything, everyone has psychologically regarded the big head as the boss, and almost always have to discuss with him, waiting for him to decide.
The big head looked at the dead body silently for a while, "And don't care about this, since it's artificial, it's better than the unknown." Everyone should pay attention to it and beware of being plotted. ”