At this time, Ding Sitian's face was blue and black, her teeth were tightly closed, the fat man and the old sheepskin pried open her mouth, I stuffed all the eight navel red incense into her mouth, pinched her nose and poured water and sent it down. The three of us stayed under the candle, staring at her without blinking, our hearts were hanging in our throats, and I don't remember how long it was, until even the remnants of the candle head burned out, and I saw that although the green energy between Ding Sitian's eyebrows had not subsided, thank God, her breathing was much smoother than before, and there was finally a little sign of improvement.

I breathed a sigh of relief, I said that I should insist on persevering at this time, and leave this gloomy and foul-smelling secret room, but as soon as the tight string was loosened, my spirit and body could not support it. For a moment, it felt like the world was spinning, and the thought of falling asleep on the ground lingered, but this was far from the time to breathe and recuperate, and he had to leave quickly, even if he slept in the basement hallway, and he couldn't lose consciousness next to the corpse of the humble witch. I bit my tongue, and I beat my spirit and the fat man to find a guy to clean up the corpse in front of the secret door. At this time, the old sheepskin also seemed to have regained some strength, and he also knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, so he staggered over to help.

I took the fat man and the old sheepskin for a long time, although we lack understanding of this corpse ginseng "Obu Lu", but according to the analysis of some biological knowledge encountered in Fujian, it may be like the sea lily, it is a kind of creature rooted in the ground and cannot move, its range of activity is limited to the longest roots, can not leave the soil suitable for its growth, from the distance from the brick cellar to this inner secret room, its length is simply unbelievable. We cut off the ginseng that had been killed by the embalming potion piece by piece, only to find that not only were the roots and many semi-rotting corpses connected, but there were more corpses wrapped in the skin of its body, and most of the corpses wrapped in the roots were white and slightly rotten, and the corpses in the ginseng body were almost rotten to the point that they were not formed.

I was kicking the fat man's severed roots far away with my feet, when I heard the old sheepskin cry like a wolf, fell to his knees, and cried out to the corpse on the tentacles ......of a corpse: "Erbastard, brother, you died a miserable death."

The fat man and I thought it was strange, and walked over to look at the corpse, and saw the dead corpse that had grown into one with a corpse tentacle, with a pale face, and a few maggots crawling back and forth on the door of the head, looking at the appearance of the old sheepskin, it seemed that this corpse was his own brother Yang Erdan. Although we don't know him, after all, we have experienced the test of birth and death with the old sheepskin, and I feel a little hurt and so on, and I can't help but feel a bit bitter.

We didn't know how to comfort the old sheepskin, so I had to take the lead in singing not forgetting the class bitterness and remembering the blood and tears to exaggerate the tragic atmosphere. As soon as I didn't sing half a sentence, I suddenly found that the outfit of the corpse of the sheep and the egg was also dressed in black, with a scarlet ribbon tied around the waist. I stretched out my hand to grab the old sheepskin's clothes, and asked him whether it was friendship or aggression, but unexpectedly, the old sheepskin had turned around and walked a few steps silently, picked up the copper box like a small copper coffin, and lifted the lid with words in his mouth: "Erdan, I will guide the soul for you......"

I don't know if it's because of excessive fatigue or if it happened too abruptly, anyway, at this time, the thinking of me and the fat man can't keep up with the changes in the situation at all. We were slightly stunned, but at least we all reacted immediately, the copper box held by the old sheepskin could never be opened, otherwise no one would want to live.

Regardless of whether he had premeditated or had gone mad, the fat man and I shouted, threw down what was in our hands, and pounced. The fat man only wounded his neck, and he was full of energy, and he took the lead, knocking aside all the clutter that stood in his way, and at the moment when the old sheepskin was about to lift the lid, he threw himself down and crushed the old sheepskin to the ground.

Although the fat man was only eighteen at that time, and his body had not yet grown, his body was enough to be a tiger's back at that time. In addition, he received more than half a year of re-education from the middle peasants in deep poverty in Daxinganling, which is indeed too exercised, so he is called a porcelain all over his body, and when he rushes forward, he whirls with the wind, screams and smashes it, and suddenly crushes the old sheepskin and rolls his eyes.

The old sheepskin's brother Yang Erdan is actually a bandit of the Mu'er Society, then it is not an internal contradiction among the people, 200 percent is a relationship between friends and enemies. But this matter is too unexpected, I was worried that I would kill people before I found out the truth, so I hurriedly told the fat man to take it easy, and asked Wen to fight instead of martial arts, and to restrain him.

When the fat man heard my cry, he took hold of the old sheepskin and rolled him, and dragged him deep into the chamber, far away from the copper box. I first glanced at Ding Sitian's condition, and I found that she was still sleeping deeply, and then I went over to help the old sheepskin pat her back and rub her chest.

After half a sound, the old sheepskin screamed, and the mass of qi and blood that was pressed by the fat man in his chest finally circulated. He gasped for a few breaths and said to the fat man, "Alas...... You're trying to kill me......"

I saw that the old sheepskin's mind was much calmer than just now, and I could ask him, but this secret room was not a place to stay for a long time, so I picked up Ding Sitian, escorted the old sheepskin, stepped on the remains of the crushed corpse, came to the outer room, found a relatively clean and safe place to light a candle, and then said to him: "You almost killed all of us just now." Now you hurry up and make it clear, what the hell is going on with your brother and the second egg? Why is he dressed up like the bandit who digs up the grave? Didn't you say that he was forced by the bandits to lead the way to the Hundred Eyes Cave? I realized something was wrong from the beginning, the traitors of the Mu'er Society went to the secret research institute of the ghosts of the Japanese Kingdom, would they find a sheep herding baby who had never entered the Hundred Eyes Cave to lead the way? You've been lying to us from the beginning! ”

I don't know if he chose to remain silent because of a guilty conscience, or because there was another reason, but if he didn't make it clear, he couldn't do it after all, he couldn't understand this matter, and everything else had to be put aside. But if you want to make a statement, you must pay attention to strategy, I asked the fat man to pay attention to the working method, and let go of the old sheepskin first. The fat man spoke of the old sheepskin from the international form to the domestic form, as well as the inevitability of the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution, and also said that the reactionaries would inevitably move from a demise to extinction, hoping that the old sheepskin would not isolate itself from the people. The fat man also showed his attitude, for the revolution for the people, he is broken bones, and he is also a red heart forever, and he will never allow former bandits and traitors to mix into the ranks of poor and middle peasants, and he will not hesitate to shed blood and sacrifice, but also swear to defend the proletarian cultural revolution launched by ** himself.