Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Dancing Python Retreats from the Rat

I don't know how to describe being stared at by a corpse that says they want to rest in peace when they die. I have heard many old people say the most after fulfilling their wishes, "I can close my eyes even when I die".

In white things, waiting for the living to close their eyes is the first step to the beginning, except for the hanged person's facial features will be more prominent, other ways to die are unfulfilled, and good people have not hanged for no reason, so death is never a good word.

The corpse in front of him looked very old, and in addition to the necklace, there was a rope around his neck that was tied into the flesh.

I had never seen such a strange death, relieved and regretful, sad and full of worry.

Seeing the mud wall behind her revealing the obvious stone bricks that had been piled up later, with thick brick joints, my mind suddenly jumped twice, and I said to the two of them: "This may be a hollow wall, there is nothing on the other side, move the corpse down and continue to smash it." ”

Tang Jiao had goosebumps all over his body, rubbed his two arms, and when he got started, I went over to help, and advised, "Be careful." ”

The corpse was soft, and it took a lot of effort for the three of us to lay her flat on the ground intact.

I checked it and found that the woman's body was wounded before her death, her skin was incomplete, and she should have had an argument with someone before she died.

"This is where they buried their chief ministers, how could anyone be built in a wall?" Tang Jiao asked me while smashing the wall hard.

"Wrongful death, probably ...... In order to cover people's eyes and ears and destroy the evidence. ”

"Then you can't bury it here, aren't you afraid of the retribution of the ancestors' manifestations." Tang Jiao said: "Who knows if they have a law here, I don't think they need to be sneaky at all to kill people, even that beautiful Mu girl, come up and give us a ruthless blow, how much revenge?" ”

I said, "That's because we were killed with the consent of the leaders, we are their public enemies, and in different worlds, they don't treat us as normal people, it doesn't matter if we live or die." ”

Ziwei cleaned up the dirt smashed by Tang Jiao in the back, and said: "The clothes on the corpse are very similar to the style of our fifties and sixties, different from the primitive in Muzhang County, could it be that it is also an outsider." ”

I shook my head and didn't know, there was not much difference in the appearance of the people on the two sides, except that the locals were more wooden, and I really couldn't see anything else.

The necklace around the neck of the female corpse was broken when the corpse was moved just now, I picked it up and looked at it many times, and I felt that this was an ordinary stone, so I found a random place to squat down and pick up a piece, and polished it into a rectangle exactly like hers, the only special thing is that it is engraved with words, neither hieroglyphic nor vernacular.

I thought about it and put it in my pocket, and when I went out, I saw Jiang Xun and showed it to him to see if I could tell the difference.

"That's it!" Tang Jiao shouted, stretched out his hand over there, gritted his teeth and pushed it, feeling empty, and joy overflowed on his face, "There is only a thin layer of soil on the other side." ”

It's easy to say that there is a breakthrough, but when they smash a hole that one person can pass through, and we get through it, we can't help but laugh when we look at the scene opposite.

"We walked hard for a long time, and then came back in a circle." The corners of Tang Jiao's mouth twitched, "This is the fucking hole that was filled with soil at the beginning, isn't that where we started?" ”

Overhead was the mouth of the deep well-like hole we had jumped from, covered with stone slabs, and there was no light of day.

Before, it was dark and invisible, but now it is good that he has the tools of lighting, and he can see the appearance of the underground, and when he looks to the side, he sees a long strip made of stones more than ten centimeters above the ground, but there is nothing abnormal going up, it is ground flat with stones, it is very smooth, there is no place to borrow strength, and it is higher and unreachable.

Tang Jiao was used to being disappointed, and this time he didn't show much when he saw such a situation, his eyes slipped to the corner of his eye, and he rubbed it over and knocked twice on the rectangular stone bar with a shovel, turned his head and said: "This is a step, let people compact the soil after being buried, it seems that the arc of the inclination is not small, and the previous hole must not be small, and the coffin should be transported from here." ”

Tang Kao grabbed his red hand and said, "It's all stones here, and there is no way to dig any more, and if you don't touch anything, both sides will collapse and bury us all." ”

I hummed, and when I was frowning, I heard a noise coming from the hole we had dug through, and when I carefully pricked up my ears to hear the cries of rats, my hairs stood on end.

"Damn,! Fill in the hole! Tang Jiao shouted, scrambling to plug the hole that had been dug.

Ziwei re-stacked the smashed bricks and tiles, and Tang Jiao saw that the soil could not stick to the wall, so he unbuttoned his trouser belt and sprinkled urine and mud on it.

I was embarrassed with my back to them, and before the two of them could fix the hole in the wall, the rats came to me, and a large number of rats rushed straight to my face like dark clouds.

We were trapped in a small space and unable to fight back, and as soon as we came up, the rats scratched our skin and opened our mouths to tear off a piece of meat.

The three of them ran into another hole in embarrassment, and were chased by this group of rats in a circle in the tomb, and when they arrived at the tomb, there was another group waiting, and the coffin of the python that was sleeping in the middle was gnawed out of an irregular huge gap after a while, and the python's skin was paralyzed aside, but there were no rats to bite.

When Tang Jiao was pouting his ass and burrowing down, I suddenly thought about it, grabbed his trouser pocket and dragged him back, and said, "Follow me." ”

He was stunned for a moment, unable to think about anything, and retracted his head and followed me.

I picked up the snakeskin on the ground, gently tugged at it with my hand, and threw the clothes on it to Ziwei, "Cover your body, follow me." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the head of the python, knocked off the bones inside with a dagger, and buckled it on his head along with the little bit of skin.

Ziwei and Tang Jiao immediately understood, Ziwei put on the clothes, grabbed my waist and followed behind like a lion dance, Tang Jiao thought for a few seconds, directly lay on the ground and put his tail on his legs, lifted the clothes on Ziwei's body and hid half of his body underneath, hugged him tightly in a kneeling position, and formed a shortened version of the human python with the two of us.

The rats that were running wildly were agitated when they entered the tomb because they were gone, and they jumped up and down restlessly, until one of the rats found us following the scent, and ran up excitedly, and I opened the mouth of the python's head, and reached out and grasped its head tightly, and after stabbing it and killing him, I closed the snake's mouth tightly, and with the twitching mouse in my mouth, turned viciously towards its kind, imitating the hissing sound of a snake spitting letters.

Tang Jiao wagged his tail vigorously behind me, and when the rats tried to come forward, he hugged me and lifted me up, making the illusion that the python was standing upright.

With their strength, I threw out the corpse of the mouse in the python's mouth with the writhing of the snakeskin, and the force was so strong that the mouse smashed its skull when it landed, and fell out of a puddle* and fell on the stone.

At this time, the rats were shocked, as if believing that we were indeed a giant python that had come back from the dead, and they fled with their heads in their hands.

The three of us continued to cooperate to scare them, the snakeskin was very cold on the body, and the sweat was tightly tied to the skin, and the rancid smell penetrated through every pore and went straight into the bone marrow of the heart and lungs, and after a while, it was itchy and uncomfortable, and the hair was so wet that it could wring out water.

I'm glad that these rats have been in the ground for many years and still have a fear of predators, and even more so for the resilience of this python skin, without either of which we would be in danger of dying.

The rats came and went quickly, just in case of insurance, and when they all ran out of the tomb, the surroundings were quiet, and after waiting for a long time, to make sure that no rats would come back to check, they took off the snake head in their hands with confidence, and suddenly felt much more relaxed and cool.

Ziwei and Tang Jiao were also sweating profusely, Tang Jiao's tail was the most bitter, and his knees were all wiped out with a layer of skin, exposing the flesh and carrying the dirt.

"Are you two alright? Oops, it hurts me! Tang Jiao inhaled quietly, rubbed his hand next to the wound, didn't dare to touch the bleeding place, and asked with palpitations: "Those little beasts are scared and won't come back, right?" If I do it again, I won't be able to stand it, and I won't get into this broken snakeskin, and I'll be panicked and stabbed. ”

He scratched at his leg, and I looked down and saw that there were a lot of small bumps on his calf, like a rash.

"Itchy?"

"It's itchy and painful." Tang Jia said: "It's still a little hot...... Wrong...... Is it cold...... No, no, no...... I can't tell you how I feel wrong all over my body, hot and cold. ”

I reached out and probed the place where the small lumps on his calf and abdomen were the most, it was like a fire, the temperature was very hot, but when I tried his forehead, it was like touching a block of ice.

"Shopkeeper Shen...... I...... I have a stomachache ......."

The big beads of sweat on Tang Jiao's face rolled down, and he was about to squat down with his hands on his stomach, but Ziwei hugged him, and heard a muffled whirring sound in his throat, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Snakeskin, isn't it...... Poisonous ......" Tang Jiao endured the pain and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, I glanced at myself, checked and found no pimples like him anywhere, shook my head, and said: "The snake skin and I have also touched Ziwei, if it is poisonous, it is impossible for the two of us to have nothing at all." ”

After speaking, seeing Tang Jiao's body temperature rise, Ziwei's face changed, and he said to me, "Master, why are his symptoms so similar to when Sun Huaxing was ill?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, I also breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

Yes, high fever, abdominal pain, cyanosis of the lips, this is what Sun Huaxing looked like when he fell.

There were doctors there, and our responsibility was just to get people into their hands and wait for news.

But now that I'm in the tomb, not only do I have no conditions, but I don't even have a person who understands medical skills, what should I do, and where can I get a way?

Just when I was worried that I couldn't make a decision, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a shadow flashing in my peripheral vision, my nerves tensed for a moment, and I clenched the dagger and let Ziwei help Tang Jiao to hide quickly against the wall. Hearing the sound of footsteps stepping on stones, he quickly followed, guarding against testing the other party's reaction, and shouted softly to the darkness just now: "Who is there!" ”