【Short Story】Zombie Village
One
Xiangxi. That was when Zhao Hu was young, when the Cultural Revolution was in full swing, and all cows, ghosts, snakes, gods, bodhisattvas and Buddhas had to be demolished and broken.
A treasure handed down from the ancestors of Zhao Hu's family is a vajra, black and black, without any brilliance. On weekdays, it is served in the lobby, and the surrounding neighbors have seen this baby.
In the past, there were merchants who resold antiques dressed up as ordinary vendors and came to Zhao Hu's house to observe the vajra. The merchant looked at this vajra, and with his many years of experience in the rivers and lakes, he could see at a few glances that this vajra was made of pure gold.
The merchant offered Zhao Hu and his father a price, saying that it was ten yuan. At that time, ten yuan could buy a cow in the countryside, and Zhao Hu and his mother were pregnant at the time, and when they heard that there was so much money, they were tempted and wanted to sell this useless object. Zhao Hu's father disagreed and drove away the businessman.
Later, Zhao Hu's father was drunk and fell into the well and drowned, and his mother was ready to sell the vajra with a big belly after the funeral, but as soon as she hid the vajra in her pocket, she suddenly felt a burst of heat in her stomach, and then she screamed dryly, sat on the ground, and was bleeding from under her.
Zhao Hu was born in a daze, but his mother died in childbirth, and the vajra was nowhere to be found. The antique dealer couldn't wait for Zhao Hu's mother at the agreed place, so he came to Zhao Hu's house in disguise to visit, and learned that Zhao Hu's mother was dead, and he was unwilling. At night, while it was dark, he slipped into the house to see the body.
Two
The antique dealer looked at the white cloth covered bed in the room. A little moonlight poured in from the window, shining on the white cloth. The antique dealer took advantage of the light and crept up to him, and the white cloth was so tightly attached that the antique dealer could even clearly see the outline of the human face under the white cloth.
The antique dealer reached out and was about to lift the white cloth that covered the corpse. Suddenly, the moon outside the window turned blood-red and reflected on the white cloth, which looked like a brightly colored wedding dress.
As if remembering something, the merchant muttered, "Blood Moon, could it be the one?" He traveled north and south, heard all kinds of folklore, and even saw evil spirits with his own eyes. But it had never been like this, and it sent a chill down his spine.
The merchant was about to leave, but found that his feet were shaking so hard that he couldn't get up. At this moment, the white cloth covered suddenly moved on its own, and the merchant's heart was raised to his throat, and his head was covered with cold sweat, and his eyes widened in horror.
The white cloth slowly slid down, revealing half of its hideous face. The dead Zhao Hu's mother's eyes were already bulging, and the eyeballs were like bulging sarcomas, and they were blood-red. The white cloth then slid down, like a snake molting, and the white cloth faded away on its own. Zhao Hu's mother's entire face was exposed, and the lower half of his face was covered with insect-like green tendons, dense, and it looked like a brain growing on his chin.
The antique dealer opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make a sound. Seeing Zhao Hu and his mother stand up, and then walk towards him, Zhao Hu and his mother opened their mouths, revealing two sharp fangs, and a mouthful of blood was aimed at the merchant's neck, and blood gushed out like a water bag exploding.
The next day, neighbors saw the merchant's body. His face was full of horror, his face was pale, and a large piece of his neck was bitten off in blood. The knowledgeable old man in the village hurriedly said that this was a corpse and that the corpse should be burned. Everyone was so frightened that they hurriedly did as the old man said, and soon the merchant's body was burned. When burned, a strange puff of green smoke was produced, and it also emitted a strong stench that could be smelled from miles away.
The old man of Zhao Hu's mother's body also suggested that it be burned, but everyone was from the same village, so they did not cremate it, but found a hill and buried it. The well-informed old man asked everyone to build a small land temple next to it, saying that if they didn't build it, there would be a big disaster. A small temple is the size of a small stone pier, which is not a difficult task, and the villagers collectively funded the construction of it.
Three
Zhao Hu grew up under the care of his neighbors in the same village. When he was just 18 years old, the Cultural Revolution broke out.
Zhao Hu is also a young man, ignorant and ignorant in his heart, when he saw a group of fanatical young people, he was instantly infected, and then joined them to break the four olds together.
Temples and so on, smashed and burned, Buddha statues and so on, smashed and burned, ancestral halls or something, smashed and burned......
Zhao Hu met the like-minded Sun Mei, and the two had a good impression of each other. However, it caused the dissatisfaction of Zhou Dang, the consumer captain who likes Sun Mei.
Zhou Dang, the captain of the consumption team, is not a local, but an educated youth from outside. said that he was an educated youth, but in fact he was an old rascal. On weekdays, I met left and right, saw the wind and steered, mixed up with a consumer captain, and looked at which girl I liked behind my back was coercion and temptation, and forcibly committed adultery.
Zhou Dang showed favor to Sun Mei several times, but Sun Mei didn't appreciate it, Zhou Dang held a grudge, and when he saw him and Zhao Hu going in and out, he was even more blushing.
Zhou Dang tried his best to rectify Zhao Hu and Sun Mei. On this day, he unexpectedly heard that there was a small land temple next to Zhao Hu's mother's grave. Now, he grabbed Zhao Hu's handle. He held a meeting that night and criticized Zhao Hu, saying that it was feudal superstition and that he wanted to lock him up in a black house. Sun Mei interceded for him, but was also beaten into a feudal remnant.
Zhao Hu was caught and first beaten with a leather whip, and then Zhou Dang asked him to wear a scale. Holding a ten-pound weighing stone and hanging it around his neck, where did Zhao Hu, a young man, suffer like this, and he fainted in a few strokes.
When Zhao Hu woke up, it was dark all around. "Zhao Hu, you're awake!" In the darkness, a familiar melodious female voice came.
Zhao Hu tried to see Sun Mei clearly by taking advantage of the faint light in the gap. He groped and grabbed Sun Mei's hand in the dark, Sun Mei couldn't cry, and the two hugged each other.
The two were locked in a small dark room, like the elders who had been criticized by them, and they would not have a good time every day in the future.
On the other side, Zhou Dang took his men to find Zhao Hu's mother's grave. There were a few locals under his command, so he naturally knew where the hill where the people were buried in the village. A group of people led by a few locals made their way to a deep mountain.
The crowd walked and stopped, passing by the mounds. Spat from time to time, and one young man even peed directly at the cemetery.
After searching for a long time, it was already a little dark, and finally a small temple appeared in front of everyone. Zhou Dang immediately led people to run towards that place.
Zhou Dang looked at the small earth statue enshrined in the small temple, and shouted: "Smash it for me!" The first few young people heard the order and hurriedly stepped forward with hammers.
"Whew!" the hammer swung and scraped in the air. "Bang!" fell, smashing the small earth temple to shreds. The shattered dirt from the Land Temple was splattered everywhere, and it looked like a mess.
The land temple was smashed, and Zhou Dang was still dissatisfied. He suddenly smiled maliciously and said, "Who's going to?" A young man raised his hand and replied, "Me!"
Zhou Dang let out a wild laugh: "Hurry up and finish pulling here!" and then turned around and walked to the other side with a dozen young people.
The young man took off his pants and shit on Zhao Hu's mother's grave.
"Ahh Zhou Dang looked behind him along with a dozen young people who were chatting around him.
At this moment, the sky suddenly and completely darkened, and the moon hung silently in the sky.
"Red moon!" a man shouted to the sky, dumbfounded.
Zhou Dang and the others looked into the sky, and saw that the moon was red like a blood basin, and the blood-red light fell, illuminating the surroundings red.
"That's?" Another young man screamed in horror and pointed to the grave of Zhao Hu's mother in front of him. Zhou Dang looked over, only to see that the young man who was about to poop just now was still alive and well, and now his body was separated, and his head fell to the ground, gurgling and rolling.
A woman with red eyes and a snaked chin was cradling the neck of a young man who was about to poop, and large streams of blood were pouring down. With each bite, a bowl of blood spurts out.
Where had Zhou Dang seen this meeting, and the young man next to him was even more frightened. They screamed and rushed in all directions, but when the female corpse heard the sound, she put down the food in her mouth and chased after them.
All of a sudden, the female corpse seemed to be able to fly, slid from behind, and bit off a person's neck with a single mouth, and the blood washed the head to the ground.
In just a moment, the dozen or so young people brought by Zhou Dang were all dead. Zhou Dang was so frightened that he was urinating, but the female corpse was approaching him with her mouth open.
The corpses of the young people around who had not been bitten off their necks all stood up again, drooping their heads, like puppets, and surrounded Zhou Dang together.
Zhou Dang let out a terrible howl, and a dozen mouths tore him apart in an instant.
As if they couldn't get enough to eat, these corpse-transformed monsters ran down from the mountains and came to the village. There is only a bunch of young people left in the village who don't know anything, where are the zombie opponents, and they are gnawed and killed like chickens.
Zhao Hu and Sun Mei heard all kinds of wails outside in the small black room, screaming again and again, and they didn't know why. At this time, a zombie slammed the door open from the outside and pounced on Zhao Hu.
Zhao Hu grabbed the zombie and fought, but his body was hot, and then his abdomen shone with golden light, and a jet-black vajra fell out of his stomach.
Zhao Hu picked up the vajra and inserted it at the zombie, the zombie burned by the way, blue flames appeared up and down the body, the zombie roared unwillingly, and then turned into flying ash and disappeared, and there was an extra pile of green ash on the ground.
Zhao Hu hurriedly ran out of the door, endured the pain on his body, and eliminated the zombies one by one, and in the end, only the female zombie remained, Zhao Hu felt familiar, but he still smashed the vajra pestle, and the female zombie actually smiled, and finally turned into ashes.
After a night, all the zombies were eliminated, and only a few living people such as him and Sun Mei were left in the entire village. Several people agreed not to talk nonsense to the outside world, and they all left here.
Later, someone in this village saw zombies in the middle of the night, and when it spread, it was called Zombie Village.