Blood corpse

Fifty years ago, Boziling, Changsha. Four Tufu were squatting on a mound. All of them were silent and stared at the Luoyang shovel on the ground.

The shovel also carries the soil just taken out of the ground. Strangely, this cup of soil is constantly seeping out with bright red liquid, just as it was dipped in blood.

"This is a big trouble at the moment." The old cigarette butt knocked his dry smoke on the ground. "There is a blood corpse below. If we can't do this properly, we should leave it in the following Europe."

"Can't you go on mumbling? If you want it or not, in a word, it's all seven miles and eight miles!" The one-eyed young man said, "You said that your old man's legs and feet are inconvenient, so don't go down. My brother and I go down and give him a shuttle directly whatever he wants."

Old cigarette butt did not laugh angrily and said to a beard on the other side, "You may be able to flip the lid at any time. You need more education and education. Our business is not to have a box gun to make Horsey Day."

The beard glared at the young man. "Why do you talk to the old man like that, son? When he was digging dirt, your mother was still in your mother's stomach."

"I'm wrong. My ancestors didn't say anything. The blood corpse is a good thing. There must be a lot of babies under it. I can't go down and make a pot of soup."

"You fucking dare answer back!" Big beard raised his hand and hit him. The old cigarette butt blocked him back with a cigarette gun.

"You are a real dad. You know how to beat around and don't look where you are now. You were not the same when you were doing your own work. That's called sorghum wrong and sorghum wrong!"

The one-eyed young man looked at his father being scolded, bowed his head and snickered. The old cigarette coughed and knocked on the one-eyed young man's head stick again. "Are you laughing?" Meet the blood corpse, can be big or small, the last time your two father-in-law dug up this thing in Luoyang, the result is still crazy, your little kid's mouth is not hairy, do things so rough, disrelish the head is many?"

"Is that necessary or not?" The one-eyed youth scratched his head impatiently.

Old cigarette butt puffed a few mouthfuls and looked at the sky. It seemed that he had made up his mind. He said to Big Beard, "That's what you want. Wait a minute, I'll go down first. You follow me. You bring a house of soil mice with you. You don't go down with three mouthfuls. You pull the tail of soil mice when you want to retreat. Ba, when we shout in there, you pull things out."

The youngest teenager was dissatisfied: "I don't, you are biased, I told my mother to go!"

Old cigarette butt laughed: "You see, Sanjizi is still timid. Don't make any noise, wait and touch a golden knife for you later."

"I don't want you to touch it. I can touch it myself."

The one-eyed sophomore got angry and grabbed the third one's ear. "You bastard is looking for something to crack with me and greeting Lao Tzu to make a fuss."

Pingrfu, the youngest teenager, had been beaten up a lot. His second brother was so angry that he dared not say a word. He looked at his father for help. How could he expect that his father had gone to tidy up the guys? His second brother proudly said, "Why don't you love each other? This time the old man won't help you. You have to shout again. I'll twist your twist!"

The third child was frightened and hid himself in the stall to escape.

Then listen to the beard yelling, "What's the fuss about you, son of a bitch? C o Guy Lo!" After that, a whirlwind shovel has already danced.

Half an hour later, the burglary hole had already hit the bottom. Except for the second son coming up to breathe, the voice in the hole could not be heard clearly. The third class got impatient and shouted to the hole, "Grandpa, dig through without murmuring?"

After a few seconds, a vague voice came from inside: "I don't know... Dao, you... Stay on top. Pull it on. Good rope!"

It was his second brother's voice, and then he heard his old cigarette butt cough: "Quietly... Listen! There's movement!"

Then there was a dead silence, and the third knew something must have happened below. He was too scared to speak. Suddenly, he heard a creepy voice in the cave. It was like a clam in the field.

Then his second brother yelled down, "Three sons, pull!"

He did not dare to neglect it. He grabbed the tail of the soil mouse and pulled it out. He pulled it a few times. Suddenly, the rope was tight. Something seemed to be bitten underneath, and there was a reaction to pull the rope into the burglary hole. The third man didn't think it would happen again. He was almost pulled into the hole. He was in a hurry and wise. Zi tied his tail to his waist and then fell backwards. His back was almost 30 degrees from the ground. This was the trick he used in tug-of-war with other boys in the village, so that he could eat all his weight on the rope, even a mule.

Sure enough, he and the things in the cave were holding on to each other, each of them struggled hard, but they could not move a minute, stayed stiff for more than 10 seconds. Then he heard a box gunfire in the cave, and then heard his father shout, "Three foot, run!!!!!" The rope was loose and the soil mouse popped out of the hole as if something was hanging on it. At that time, the third child could not take so much into account. He caught the soil mouse and turned his head and ran away.

He ran out more than two miles in one breath before he dared to stop. He took out the earth mouse in his arms and looked at it. He shouted in horror. There was nothing on the earth mouse but a bloody broken hand. And the hand he recognized was clearly his second brother's. It seems that his second brother is disabled even if he does not die.

Although the third brother was bullied by his second brother, but the feelings between brothers are very deep, think of this may really be a big thing, the brain is hot, I want to go out to save his second brother and father, just turned around, suddenly saw behind the reed bush, crouching in a bloody thing, it seems to be looking at him straight hook.

The third lady is not a second-rate sre. Pingrli followed his father's waves to wash away sand. He has seen many strange things. He knows that under the ground, everything can happen. The most important thing is not to make a fuss, but to respond to random circumstances. What's so vicious? It's nothing if a shuttle of bullets goes by and breaks down. I'm scared.

Instead of retreating, he leaned towards it step by step, with the box gun in his hand. As long as the blood-red thing has any movement, first give him a torrential rain pear blossom.

The bloody thing squatted in the grass, there was no movement, the third went to three steps, carefully looked, suddenly felt numb scalp, stomach tumbled, that is clearly a skinned person! Mixed with blood, as if their whole child from the human skin squeezed out the same, is this the true face of the blood corpse?

He bit his lower lip and pulled out his waist knife. He wanted to stab it to see what it was. Before he bent down, the monster suddenly jumped forward with a bow. The third saw a flash of red light in front of his eyes. Then he wanted to avoid being too late. Between the flints, he slipped his feet, fell backward, and the box was straight. A shuttle of bullets hit the thing at close range in the chest, and the thing splashed with blood and fell back several steps into the grass.

The third lady on this side also rolled with the tide, jumped up immediately, turned his hand to the head of the thing and pulled the trigger. Just listen to a click, and it's stuck!

This old oil box gun was dug out by his second grandfather from a warlord's tomb at that time. It didn't take many years to think about it. Unfortunately, in recent years, he ran around with his father and had no time to maintain it. Normally, there were few chances to shoot. The barrel got stuck when it got hot. It was really unfortunate for people to stuff their teeth with cold water.

The third one looked at the bloody thing twisting and turned up, scolding in his heart, just now that burst out of the strength of the way has disappeared, round arm to hit the gun in the past, regardless of whether hit or not, turned his head and ran. This time, he dared not even look back. He saw a big tree in front of him and ran to it. He wondered how he could not climb it. He went up to the tree and hid himself first.

Suddenly, he stumbled on his foot and a dog rushed out, knocking his face on a tree stump. All of a sudden, his nose and mouth were covered with blood.

The third man felt dizzy. He gritted his teeth and wanted to stand up. But he found that his whole hand was powerless. At this time, the wind was blowing behind him. He looked back and saw that the monster was already within a few steps. Lord Yan called his name.

Lao San is also a transparent person. He is not afraid to see his death approaching. He just laughs bitterly and Soxng lies on the ground waiting for his death. Suddenly, the monster jumped on his back and stepped on it with a fierce foot. The third one felt his voice was sweet and his bile was spitting out. At the same time, a strange itch came from his back, and his eyes dimmed immediately.

He realized that he might have been poisoned, and the poison was very violent. In the haze, he saw not far away, his second brother's broken hand fell out of his arms, as if he had something else in his hand.

He blinked his eyes vigorously and looked carefully. It turned out to be a silk pa. The third thought that what his second son had tried so hard to steal must be unusual. Now I don't know what happened to them. I have to put them away. In case I really die, they can find my body and find it from me. That old second-hand is not arbitrary, I will not die in vain. He struggled to dig the silk PA out of his broken hand and stuff it into his sleeve.

At this time his ears began to buzz, his eyes were covered with a veil, his hands and feet began to cool, according to his past experience, now he must have a lot of urine and urine in his crotch.

"The dead bodies of the poisoned people are ugly. I hope they will not be seen by the two girls in the next village." He was confused with fantasies and his mind began to disobey his control. At this time, he began to hear more and more strange noises he heard in the burglary cave.

The old three feels vaguely wrong. How is this sound different from what I just heard in the burglary hole? Unfortunately, at this time, he could not think at all. He wanted to raise his head and look at her. He only saw a huge strange face and was looking down at him. Two eyes without pupils were lifeless.