Ghost Blowing Lantern II

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I couldn't hide it, so I briefly explained the reason why she fainted. The fat man added that Lao Yangpi was a class enemy who had infiltrated among the people. Ding Sitian said how could this be possible? The fat man pointed at me and said, "What he said is that when we go back, we will hold a reasoning and struggle meeting to expose the gangsters' faces."

I had no choice but to tell the truth: "We haven't slept a wink for two days and one night. I was worried that after everyone was too tired and fell asleep, Lao Yangpi would do something stupid, so I found an excuse to tie him up. Unexpectedly, even though he was careful, something went wrong. Even though Lao Yangpi doesn't talk much, he has a very good idea, and even nine oxen can't pull him back from something he's sure about. I think he must be seriously superstitious. I want to attract the soul of his brother Yang Erdan."

Based on the contact during this period, I dare to conclude that Lao Yangpi must have woken up early, and then secretly returned to the underground secret room to look for the mysterious copper box. However, we were too asleep, and we didn’t know how long he had been there. , I’m afraid it’s already too late to catch up from behind now.

The fat man said: "Okay, Old Hu, you unlucky guy didn't come up with something new and used me as a big blade. I thought you were vigilant enough and found out the new trend of class struggle. It turns out that old sheepskin is still old sheepskin." Ah, what should we do now? Should we go back to the secret room to find him or what? I...I fell asleep just now, and I dreamed of the female corpse in the secret room. That cold grimace was really fucking evil, but my heavenly soldier was angry. The man soaring into the sky swept through thousands of armies like a rolling scroll and kicked it, soul and body, into the big garbage heap where the dust of history accumulated."

After hearing the fat man's words, Ding Sitian exclaimed in a low voice: "Ah... why are you dreaming about that female corpse, little fat guy? I... I just dreamed about it too. I don't know if you guys feel it, but I feel... That female corpse...she...she is still alive..."

When I heard Fatty talking in his sleep just now, I knew that he was dreaming about the Great Xianbei witch. I never thought that Ding Sitian also had the same dream. It might be a coincidence. All three of them dreamed of the same deceased person. It was really amazing. Ghost, and I have actually experienced the feeling Ding Sixian mentioned, but it does not seem to be the feeling of a living person. It is not intuitive and difficult to describe in words. It is just a strong feeling. Feeling, a kind of hair-raising feeling all over the body, is the terrifying feeling of clearly feeling that the ghost of the deceased is still wandering nearby. Although materialists should not have this idea, if the ghosts and ghosts after death have some kind of aura, field, then in that secret room, this undead-like aura is particularly strong.

Fatty, Ding Sitian and I discussed it for a while and made a decision. Even if there is a ghost in the secret room, we still have to go back. We must find Lao Sheepskin. We must see people in life and see corpses in death. Even if he has been The tomb robbers who have committed suicide should belong to the majority that can be united according to their composition. Those who have committed suicide are craftsmen who rely on their craftsmanship to earn a living and have no production capital. They are at best handicraftsmen and belong to the people like us. It is a contradiction, and the owners of the tombs robbed are almost all the exploiting ruling class who are on the opposite side of the working people. Speaking more broadly, most of the heroes who have rebelled and revolted in the past have heroic deeds of excavating the imperial tombs. When the Red Eyebrow Army arrived at Zhang Xianzhong, there were not many peasant armies in ancient times who had not done this kind of thing. So at that time, none of us felt that there was anything wrong with the craftsmen who fought against each other. In that evil old society, there were so many blood and tears of the poor. Is it possible to do it without pouring it? No matter what, we have to get the old sheepskin back.

I originally wanted Ding Sitian and Fatty to stay and let me go find the old sheepskin by myself, but Ding Sitian gritted her teeth and wanted to go with them regardless of her physical weakness. In desperation, the three of us had to go back together. At that time, we I had a preconceived notion of the incorruptible female corpse. Although I didn’t say it, I subconsciously regarded it as a female monster like the White Bone Demon, so I unknowingly chanted "The Golden Monkey Rises the Thousand Crusaders" , Yuyu clarified Wanliai, and cheered Sun Dasheng today, just because the demonic atmosphere has returned." To embolden ourselves, we walked and encouraged each other, and strangely enough, there was no feeling of fear at all. It can be seen that the spiritual atomic bomb is really not After blowing it out, he found his original path and quickly circled back to the door of the secret room.

The fat man was still rambling about all reactionaries being paper tigers to embolden everyone. I held his mouth and said to him and Ding Sitian: "Do you feel any changes around here? It seems like the first time with us. It was different when I came here.”

Ding Sitian is naturally sensitive: "It seems...it seems like the ghost in the secret room is no longer there, and there is no longer the numb feeling that I had when I first came here..."

She was right. I already felt something strange in front of the secret room. The intimidating feeling from the dark in the dark no longer existed. It was not because our spiritual atomic bombs increased our courage, but because the secret room The disturbing thing in the novel has disappeared. Is the female corpse wearing the mask gone?

The anxiety of not knowing the truth makes people feel more uneasy than the direct threat. Instead of making random guesses in front of the door, it is better to see it and see it for real. Thinking of this, the three of us called out to the room several times. When there was no response to Yangpi's name, they walked closely together and entered the secret room. They used the engineer's lighting tube to look around and found that the ground was still littered with dead corpses and rotting corpses. Look, we all couldn't help but say "Eh".

What happened was unexpected. The corpse of the masked witch was still lying calmly on the stone table. But when you see it again this time, you can clearly feel that it is just like the other dead people in this research institute, it is not just a dead body. The body of the soul has been removed, and the sense of pressure that seemed to be lingering in the room has disappeared.

When we were too tired and fell asleep, something must have changed here. I took Fatty and Ding Sitian to look at the rest of the place. There was no figure of Lao Sheepskin in the secret room. The man in black clothes with a red ribbon around his waist was rotting. The white sheep's eggs were still lying flat on the ground. The fat man guessed smartly: "Old Yangpi was probably afraid of holding his reasoning and struggle meeting, so he greased the soles of his feet and slipped away. I think he was most likely to escape to the border. I went to join the Soviet revisionists and eat butter bread."

I shook my head and said: "Impossible. If he wants to surrender to the enemy and rebel, he will never come to this secret room again. When we left, I clearly remembered to kick the Wong Tai Sin box into the corner, but look at it, the copper Why is the box missing? Old Sheepskin must have come back and taken it away."

Ding Sitian asked worriedly: "Why did Grandpa Yangpi do this? Where is he now?"

I said: "Maybe he has something to hide from us about the soul summoning box..." When I said this, it suddenly occurred to me that the ghostly feeling suddenly disappeared in this secret room, probably because of the yellow leather mouth. The copper box is no longer there. Maybe we made a subjective and blind misjudgment from the beginning, because when we saw the female corpse in the secret room, we also felt that there seemed to be undead wandering here. However, in fact, that kind of disturbing The cold and cold air that made me feel uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart all came from the copper box with the yellow leather head carved on it. The copper box was taken away by the old sheepskin, so the dark and invisible atmosphere disappeared in the secret room.

So far, we still don’t know what is in the box, but it seems to be ominous and not auspicious. We can’t figure out what Lao Yangpi’s motive is. Could it be that the corpse in the secret room is not Sheep Erdan at all, otherwise how could Lao Yangpi Will you leave him alone? Regardless of Lao Yangpi's intentions, he is now a very dangerous and uncertain factor.

I said to Fatty and Ding Sitian: "I don't know where Lao Yangpi is now. The terrain of Baiyan Cave is complicated and dangerous. With just the three of us, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack to find him. We need to evacuate first and then discuss a solution."

The fat man said, "Let me light a fire before I leave, so as not to leave any trouble." He had his own ideas about setting fires, and he didn't wait for others' consent. After saying that, he went to find the fire. There were many wooden boards in the secret room. I pulled off a piece of white cloth for covering things, found some alcohol, poured it on, and immediately lit a fire.

I thought that it would be better to burn them. Ashes to ashes, soil to soil. Leaving behind a body that has not decayed for a hundred years may not be what the deceased wanted. Burning the remains would prevent them from being embarrassed anymore. Seeing that the fire is increasing, we have no choice but to burn them. I didn't start to exit the secret room, but when I passed the female corpse and walked in, I couldn't control my curiosity anymore. There shouldn't be any danger anymore. I wanted to see why the dead wore masks, so I used the Kangxi sword to take off the mask. The mask on the face of the female corpse, who would have expected that the corpse had no face at all. A big hole had been dug into the face under the mask, which looked extremely terrifying.

I just took one look and felt terrible. At this time, Ding Sitian saw me lingering behind, so she turned back to look at me. I quickly told her not to look back, but after I finished speaking, she also saw the hole on the face of the female corpse. He was so shocked that he froze on the spot.

A sudden thought occurred in my mind. There might be something fishy about this faceless female corpse, but there was no time to look any further. The raging tongues of fire had devoured the corpse of the witch. In fact, it was a corpse, but it was just a shell of human skin. It was burned in the blink of an eye. It turned into ashes, and only the metal mask glowed with a strange golden-red glow in the fire.

Unexpectedly, the fire spread, burning so fiercely, and thick smoke surged in the underground passage. The fat man and I grabbed the frightened Ding Sitian, and the three of us fled away in a sudden burst of smoke, and did not stop until we returned to the door of the ground floor. Stop and think about where to go next.

I ran too fast just now, and the healed wound on my shoulder was aching again. I covered the wound and said to Fatty and others: "Under the Huangpizi Temple in the Northeast, there are two weasels buried with human skin as clothing. The hollowed-out body is like a human skin coffin. I just saw that the corpse of the witch was also empty inside. Behind the mask may be a place for the old man to stay. It hides in the human skin and plays tricks to confuse people. That so-called This may be the case with the witches. It seems that the Huangpizi Tomb in Tuanshanzi, Daxinganling Mountains, is almost a complete replica of the Baiyan Cave, but the scale and situation are much smaller."

The fat man suddenly realized: "It turns out that the Ghost Yamen in Tuanshanzi is a fake, and this Baiyan Cave is the entrance to the underworld? Should we set another mountain-burning fire and destroy the exit to avoid the resentment inside?" Hungry ghosts crawl out and try to seize power and change the situation, and then put the working people into a pit of fire."

In the folklore of the Northeast, there are caves on the mountains where stone beasts stand, and the depths of them are the portals to the underworld. After a person dies, every ghost that lingers has to go there. It is the world of the dead. The cities and pavilions are no different from the human world. They are just the world of the dead and do not belong to the living.

When it comes to whether there are ghosts in the world, my attitude has been a little vague recently, because some things are indeed difficult to understand. But when it comes to the underworld with its many pavilions and palaces, I absolutely refuse to believe it. When the fat man said this, I cursed: "Nonsense." Eight paths, broad daylight, heaven and earth are clear, there is no door to the underworld. The so-called ghost yamen is just a large tomb for mass burials. There are many dead people buried in it, so it is spread more and more evil, saying that it is a gathering of the undead. The underworld."

Ding Sitian said: "When I was a child, I heard my grandmother tell many stories about the Land and Water Map. There were many tortures in the underworld. The one that impressed me the most was a little daughter-in-law who was stuffed with her lower body into the eye of a stone mill. It was ground into pulp and blood foam, and a black dog was grinding the edges to add blood. The untied minced meat dripped into a pot, and in the next life it would turn into maggots, mosquitoes, and flies for the world to slap, and was ground away. Half of the little daughter-in-law's upper body is still alive. I heard my grandmother say that women who are unfilial to their elders will end up like this after death. It really scared me so much that I got goosebumps all over my body. The underworld was so horrible. It’s scary, I hope Old Yangpi Grandpa didn’t run into the ghost government office in the back mountain.”

The fat man said: "Sitian, why are you becoming more and more timid? Even if there is an underworld in the world, we revolutionary materialists will go there with a hundred thousand banners to kill Yama, put up big-character posters for him with bull heads and horse faces, and fight against the king of hell, Lao Tzu."

I looked around and saw that the fog had stopped gathering and the sky was getting dark. It was getting dark again. It had been two days and one night since we left the ranch. I didn’t know if Chief Ni had sent someone out to look for us. We still had to find a way to find Lao Sheeppi, otherwise He couldn't explain it to the people in the pastoral area, so he interrupted the fat man and said, "Okay, okay, you haven't posted enough big-character posters yet? I don't think any ghost yamen or ghost gate has any direct stake in us, but Now we have to go to the cave in the back mountain, because Lao Yangpi has already entered the back mountain. If the ghost yamen is really the entrance to the underworld, Lao Yangpi may have already entered the underworld. "

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