Ghost Blowing Lantern II

This duck steak hunting musket is an old antique. It misfires from time to time. This time, Ding Sitian should not be killed. Her life was saved as soon as the gunshot was fired. Although Lao Yangpi was worried about hitting Ding Sitian with the gun, When he fired, he raised the muzzle of the gun a lot, and the hunting gun had long lost its lethality, but the sound of spitting out smoke and fire was astonishing. The golden-scaled cockroach that was holding Ding Sitian was frightened by the hunting gun, and let Ding Si go. Tianji stepped back, but in its panic, it couldn't tell the direction and crashed into the crematorium with the door open. I rushed forward, pushed the door against the door with my back, and pulled the iron bolt shut.

The four of them survived the catastrophe, breathing heavily and no one could speak. As soon as I stopped, I felt that my whole body was ice-cold, and then I noticed that my clothes were almost soaked with sweat. I don’t know if it was cold sweat from shock or cold sweat. The hot sweat flowing in the fight paused for a moment. Fatty, Ding Sitian and I calmed down for a moment. Our violent heartbeats and heavy breathing finally slowed down. Only Lao Yangpi held the torch in one hand and held it in the other. He was hunting muskets, grinning motionlessly, and his expression seemed like his beard was standing on end.

The fat man went over and pulled Ding Sitian up first, and then he felt relieved after seeing that she was not injured. Then he went over and patted Lao Yangpi on the shoulder: "Okay, old man, you are indeed a poor and lower-middle peasant." He patted Lao Yangpi and sat down. On the ground, his face was at a loss, as if he didn't believe that he had saved Ding Sitian just now.

I was once again imprisoned in the crematorium and was hit several times by the Jin-scaled Cockroach. However, the furnace door was half a meter thick. No matter how strong it was, it couldn't get out. But I still didn't dare to neglect it and held it tight. The iron bolt of the furnace door was not released, because I clearly remembered that just when the torches were all out and there was no light, someone opened the furnace door. It was the first person besides me, Ding Sitian, Fatty, and Lao Yangpi. Five people, it was this hidden guy who released the Golden Scale Cockroach. If this happens again, we may not be as lucky as before. It seems that there must be something hidden in this building. He deliberately does not want us to leave alive. Go out, if we can't find this guy as soon as possible, we will have no chance this time.

I knew that there must be something hidden in the crematorium. If we didn't find it, we would be in bigger trouble. So I pressed my back against the door of the crematorium and scanned the underground crematorium with my eyes. But Ding Sitian The torch in the waiter's hand was not bright enough, and the far end and every corner of the basement was still dark. The harder it was to see what was in the darkness, the more uneasy I felt. At that time, there was no such thing as claustrophobia in a secret room. But the four of us have really had enough of staying in this cement coffin, especially since there are some unexplainable and strange phenomena in this building. When we think about it carefully, we feel very scared.

The fat man came up with an idea and said, "You block the furnace door downstairs. I'll go up to the second floor and throw the torch into the crematorium to burn that son of a bitch to death, lest it come out to act like a hooligan again."

I nodded in agreement and kept doing it. It couldn't climb out of the flue without burning it to death. But Ding Sitian stopped us and said, "Don't burn it. The fire in this furnace is so strong that even ashes won't be left." , there are two treasures on the body of the golden-scaled cockroach, one is the wishful hook on the tailbone, and the other is the water-dividing drop on the skull. It is said that they are both precious medicinal materials that can bring the dead back to life. I am afraid that our cows and horses will not be able to get them back. The damage is irreparable, but if we can bring these two things back, we might be able to avoid being held responsible.”

Both Fatty and I doubt whether cockroach bones such as Ruyi Hook are really that valuable, but it is better than going back empty-handed. As for how to catch cockroaches, Ding Sitian once heard from his father that the golden-scaled cockroaches like to hang out in trees, At very high places such as the top of towers, there must be a "Guanyin Vine" nearby. Only the Guanyin Vine can be used to kill it. I wonder if there is such a plant near this building. If you can't find it, try to leave here first, and then Bring more men back to capture it.

As soon as I thought about it, I decided that this was absolutely impossible, and said to Ding Sitian: "No, if we continue to stop it, there will be future troubles. We must burn it to death now. This thing comes and goes like the wind, and no one can stop it." , if it comes out of the crematorium again, we really should go see Marx. Besides, apart from the flue, is there any other exit from this building?" In fact, the most important point is that this building Nine times out of ten, this is a haunted ghost building, and through the series of events we experienced tonight, we can see that the evil spirits in the building definitely want to kill us. Judging from the air quality in the basement, the air quality at the exit of the crematorium The iron gate may not always be closed. Maybe it was closed after we entered the building. There are a few torches for lighting now. Once all the things that can be burned are burned, the undead in the building will When the corpse cremator is turned on, it will really be a machete on the grave, which will scare people to death.

I really don't want to express this concern directly to Ding Sitian and others, because everyone's mental pressure is almost reaching the limit right now, but even if I don't explain it clearly, the rest of the people can understand the benefits and harms at this time, so I gave it up. In the current difficult situation, the first priority is to do everything possible to survive in order to keep the green hills alive and not worry about running out of firewood.

I asked the fat man to take the torch and go to the second floor, and asked Ding Sitian to follow me to help. After lighting the fire, he immediately returned to the basement to join us. The fat man found the Kangxi sword that had fallen on the ground and inserted it into his belt, holding the torch. He walked towards the stairs carelessly.

Ding Sitian also followed, but as soon as the two of them raised their feet, as they passed in front of me, Ding Sitian's face suddenly changed color, and she stretched out her two hands and pulled the fat man and me away from the crematorium. , I felt strange in my heart. I just wanted to ask her why she dragged me? But in the blink of an eye, the unexpected situation became clear. It turned out that thick yellow fog was emerging from the gap in the crematorium door. The golden-scaled locust can spit poison at two o'clock in the afternoon, and it may be midnight at this time. At that time, the poisonous miasma was strong and thick, and it condensed in the airless environment of the basement. The furnace and the stairway were not far apart, and they were instantly covered by the poisonous smoke.

I saw that the yellow mist seemed so thick that it could not be dissolved, and suddenly I remembered that I had just changed clothes in the crematorium. The cremator's clothes were all protective pants, and there was a simple filter mask on the hat, which could prevent They were choked by the stench of soot and corpses. Because at that time, clothes were very important assets and would not be discarded unless necessary. Therefore, the fat man and others did not change clothes, and there were only two sets of protective clothing hanging in the corner of the basement. , another set hanging at the stairway has been covered by poisonous gas.

I thought to myself that I was the only one who put on a filter mask to break through the poisonous smog and set fire to the second floor. But when I touched my clothes, I felt a chill in my heart. It turned out that the melee with the golden-scaled cockroaches was very intense, hanging on the The filter mask on the protective suit has long since fallen off and has disappeared.

Crab venom spreads through all five senses and is even more toxic than snake venom. Seeing that the exit was blocked by poisonous mist, I knew the situation was over, so I and the other three people covered their mouths and noses with their hands and quickly retreated to the far end of the incineration chamber. Suspecting that I was drinking poison to quench my thirst, I retreated further and further away from the stairs.

There is no ventilation in the basement. Although the mist formed by the poisonous insects dispersed from the corpse incineration furnace, most of it condensed near the furnace door, and its spread to the depths of the incineration room gradually slowed down. However, the poisonous mist was still gradually approaching us. .

In the depressing basement, there was no way to go to the sky and no door to the earth. The oxygen in the room was getting less and less, and the flames of the torches became dimmer. The four of them had no choice but to keep retreating to the corner. The fat man suddenly remembered something and acted rashly. He said to Ding Sitian: "Sitian, before we go to see Marx, I have one more thing I haven't had time to ask you. Look at me and Lao Hu, who can possibly take our pure revolutionary friendship to the next level with you?" Sublimation and sublimation?”

Ding Sitian was behind us. I couldn’t see her expression clearly in the darkness. I didn’t know whether she was scared or blushing when she was asked about this in such a desperate situation. Thinking of dying in this gloomy cremation room, I also We were looking forward to hearing Ding Sitian’s voice before she died, but Ding Sitian said to us: "I... water... look at the sewage flowing out of the pipe!"

Her voice was filled with surprise and joy, as if she had seen a glimmer of light in the darkness. Lao Yangpi held up the torch and shined it at the place she was talking about. It turned out that we had unknowingly retreated to the corner where the pipes were being laid, and were hit by the golden-scaled cockroaches. A lot of sewage flowed out of the cracked water pipe. It had already drained out. There was still a lot of black water on the ground. There were more than a dozen small vortices in the water accumulation area. All the water in the room seeped down from here. Since the drainage holes have not been cleared for many years, sewage seeps very slowly, and it would be difficult to notice its existence unless the water pipes burst.

When we saw a drain, it was as if we had grasped a life-saving straw. The fat man reached out and touched the sewage, and said happily: "It doesn't look like a floor drain, it's a fucking iron lid. Let me see if I can open it..."

Seeing that the poisonous locusts were approaching, I couldn't waste any more time, so I urged the fat man to hurry up. The fat man dug out the mud on the drainage holes in the iron cover, put his fingers in and pulled them up, and he struggled with his arms. After pulling it up a few times, the iron cover didn't move at all, as if it had roots.

The dim yellow poison is like smoke and mist. Our location will be shrouded in poisonous mist in a moment. Now we have begun to feel difficulty breathing. The blood in our chest is boiling and we want to vomit. We see a sewer in front of us, but no matter what, Unable to escape, everyone was so anxious that they stamped their feet. I had an idea and remembered that this building was strangely built. All the doorways were either sealed or opened outwards. They were all the same as the lids of the crematoria. Could it be that the sewer was also like this? ?

Ding Sitian also thought of something with me. Her fingers were slender and could reach into the drainage hole, so she hurriedly squatted down and reached out to feel around. Sure enough, she felt through the drainage hole that there was a pin inserted horizontally on the inside. Although it was rusty, But it was still a little loose. Ignoring the pain of the skin being rubbed off her fingers, she pulled several times and finally pulled off the iron bolt, and the iron drain covers on both sides fell down immediately.

Under the drainage cover is a very deep drainage ditch, which is connected by large cement pipes. We didn't care that it was damp and smelly inside, so we immediately filed in. The height of the drainage ditch was nearly two meters, and I was the last one to jump. I fell down, splashed with smelly water, and wanted to close the open drain cover, but in the chaos just now, the iron bolt that was pulled out had been thrown away by Ding Sitian. I was not willing to accept it, but in Laoyangskin After being urged by others, I had no choice but to give up.

There is not much sewage in the underground sewers, but the bottom of the cement pipes is a layer of dark, foul-smelling mud, which is extremely muddy. There are also many woodlice inside that are frightened by people and crawl back and forth quickly. Although the environment is harsh, it is still there after all. There is water movement, and there is no deadly methane. It is just that it is easy to slip on the mud. You can't see the end of the waterway at both ends, and you can't tell the direction. It is said that the water source is scarce in this land close to Mobei. Why is there a cement pipe that has been abandoned for many years? Drainage is also required. This point is really unpredictable, so I have no choice but to stop thinking about it. Now I can only take one step and see one step at a time.

I pointed to the water supply point and said to everyone: "I see that all roads lead to Beijing, so let's just pick them up and walk along them. Anyway, we finally came out of that building. Even if I am suffocated to death by mud in the sewers, I will never go back to that damn place."

Although there is no absolute isolation measure between the sewer and the corpse-burning room, the poison has its limits after all. As long as the depth of the space is large enough, there is no need to worry about being poisoned. In the long and narrow cement pipe, the four people walked along the way. Although the future It’s still unclear, but after all, we are far away from the crematorium full of resentment, and the pressure in our hearts has been somewhat relieved. Fatty, Lao Yangpi and I couldn’t stop praising Ding Sitian. If it weren’t for her brave performance just now, everyone would have been poisoned. He died, the way he died was like a Jewish man who died in a Nazi gas chamber, but there was no one to collect his body. It was really miserable.

Ding Sitian said: "What I admire most is Ostrovsky, the contemporary hero of the Soviet Union. I just hope that I can be like what he said. When a person looks back on the past, he will not feel regret for wasting his years." Nor will I be ashamed of doing nothing.”

I imitated the recital tone on the radio and joked to Ding Sitian: "When I look back on the past, I will not feel regret because I did not climb out of the chimney of the crematorium, nor will I feel regret because I walked through the stinking The smelly sewers made me feel like I was doing nothing." Then he said to everyone seriously: "Our path is uncertain, and we don't know what will happen ahead. Everyone has to cheer up. This long march of thousands of miles has just completed the first step..."

The fat man continued my words and sighed: "The road ahead will be more tortuous, more difficult, and longer..." Ding Sitian said: "That's why we have to save our revolution. It's a waste to light two torches. It's better to use only one." ?"

After Ding Sitian finished speaking, she extinguished the torch in her hand. There were only a dozen simple torches tied up, and now there are only four or five left. Moreover, each torch has a very limited burning time, and it may not be able to burn half of it. For an hour, I really didn’t know if I could hold on until I could climb out of the gutter. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened, please log in. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!)