Daomu Biji

"What are you doing? Come down quickly!" I shouted anxiously. In such a situation, he still climbed up the crossbar. I really don't know how his brain grew.

The fat man ignored me. He was very quick and reached the beam in a few steps. He turned around and said, "Why are you panicking? You, Fatty, I'm not a three-year-old child. If something goes wrong, I will come down naturally." Follow the beam and walk towards the body closest to him.

I suddenly woke up and knew that the fat man was eyeing the Type 56. This guy had no gun in his hand and had been feeling uncomfortable along the way. Now he was not excited to see such a good gun. I'm used to this guy being unorganized and undisciplined, and now I'm so angry that I can't do anything about him.

The fat man took a few cautious steps. His weight was so great that the entire eaves of the gate hall vibrated with his footsteps, making an unsettling sound. At the same time, a large number of wood chips fell from above. We reflexively stepped back, fearing that the fat man would collapse the entire structure above our heads.

Pan Zi patted the garbage on his body and cursed: "Just take your fucking time, we will all be ruined by you later."

The fat man made an apologetic gesture and strode to the side of the corpse. The first thing he did was to hook up the Type 56 on the corpse. Once he got it, he immediately unloaded the chamber to see the bullets, and then threw it to Pan Zi from above. , and picked up the bullet bag from the body. Carrying it on his back, he finally looked at the body.

I watched the fat man take off the gas mask from the corpse bit by bit. Inside the mask was the face of a middle-aged foreigner. The whole face was distorted and turned blue. The mouth was opened strangely wide, as if he was screaming when he died. Death should be instant, which is why the expression on his face is so solid when he dies.

I saw his face turned blue and shouted, "Don't touch him. Judging from his face, he must have been poisoned to death."

The fat man nodded and put on his gloves. Then look at the 'ropes' hanging the bodies. These people definitely didn't hang on them by themselves. So what's going on with these ropes? We all want to know.

However, the fat man went up to take a look, but his face was still very confused.

I asked, "What did you find?"

The fat man said: "These damn things look like hair..."

"Hair?" I asked curiously.

The fat man nodded. Said: "It's so damn long, how come these people are all women?" The fat man lifted the body up a little, "No...the hair came out of his neck, not the hair. Damn it, damn it." Could it be the crunchy hair? This foreigner is so awesome, the crunchy hair is so long."

As he spoke, he took out his dagger and wanted to cut off the dead man's hair and put the body down for me to see. However, he scratched it twice with the dagger, but the 'hair' was not broken. It seemed to be very tough. He took out a lighter and wanted to burn it.

I thought to myself that I didn't want to see this kind of corpse, so I yelled to him: "Forget it, I'm not interested in seeing the corpse. Come down quickly and stop doing it. If it's poisonous, you'll be in trouble."

The fat man thought the same thing, put away the lighter and replied: "Wait a moment, right away!" As he said that, he ran towards the other corpse. It seemed that he didn't want to let go of the gun.

When I looked at the body, it seemed that there was no danger.

I didn’t stop him anymore. He was still the same. When he got to the corpse, he first took off the gun and threw it to me. Then he wanted to pick up the bullet bag of the corpse. At this moment, I suddenly saw this corpse. The corpse's hand suddenly moved.

My mind tightened and I suddenly realized something was wrong. The fat man was about to take off his gas mask. I quickly shouted: "Wait! This guy seems to be alive! Don't take off his mask!"

The fat man exclaimed, "Really?" He pressed the pulse of the corpse, and his expression changed. He quickly took out a lighter and burned off the hair on it. The corpse immediately fell off the beam, and I and I Monk Hua caught him and put him on the ground. Monk Hua put on his gloves and turned over his neck, and saw that the 'hair' hanging from the body seemed to be growing out of the man's back.

Monk Hua rolled his eyelids again, shook his head and said, "Dead is not dead, but it's almost the same. His pupils are almost dilated."

I looked at this man who seemed to be Chinese, and asked out of habit: "Is there any hope left?"

Monk Hua shook his head: "We don't have to save him. First of all, we can only let him hold on for a while. It will be more uncomfortable when he dies. Secondly, it will cause trouble."

I said, "Then he's not dead yet. It doesn't seem right to leave him here, right?"

Monk Hua smiled and shook his head, as if he thought I was funny. He pulled out the saber from his waist and pulled up the man's neck. When I saw something was wrong, I quickly grabbed him and said, "What are you doing?"

"He is poisoned now. It will be very uncomfortable when he dies. I will bleed him so that he can die more comfortably."

I was dumbfounded when I heard this. What kind of logic is this? Just when he was about to shake his head and say no, the 'corpse' suddenly convulsed and grabbed Monk Hua's hand fiercely. He opened his eyes and was still trembling.

"Monk Hua was startled, and he quickly pulled away his hand and took several steps back.

The man looked at me and then at Monk Hua, apparently regaining consciousness. Suddenly he stood up and screamed in pain. I couldn't hear what he was shouting at all, so I rushed to suppress him, but this man was very strong, and Monk Hua and I were thrown away. The man rolled around on the ground, screaming heart-breakingly. His mouth opened wider and wider, reaching the limit that is absolutely impossible for humans. Moreover, his neck also swelled up, as if it was going to explode, and there was a lot of fishy stench. Liquid spit out from his mouth.

Pan Zi couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled the bolt of his gun and sent the man away with a bang.

The sound of the gunshot was beyond my expectation. My ears hurt all of a sudden. I saw Pan Zi's shot directly hit his heart. A large amount of blood gushes out from the corpse. The corpse twisted twice. Stopped and stopped moving.

"What was he calling just now?" Monk Hua broke into a cold sweat and asked, "Did anyone understand?"

"In Hakka, he calls like this. I can't understand much, but it seems to be saying 'back, back'" Ye Chengdao.

"On his back, is there something strange on his back?" Monk Hua turned the body over and wanted to cut open his clothes to see what was going on on his back.

I saw blood everywhere, and felt dizzy. I turned my head away and asked the fat man to get down quickly.

The fat man was still squatting on the beam, looking at us condescendingly. At this time, he had already lit a cigarette. Seeing me turning around, he immediately said: "Stop urging me, you are almost like my mother. I promise Chairman Mao, I will come down after finishing this cigarette."

I thought to myself, why are you wearing a gas mask? When I looked at him, I was suddenly startled, and then my scalp exploded, and I fell to the ground with a loud cry.