Ghost Blowing Lantern II

On the soil in front of the building gate, there is a trace extending to the back mountain. It was left by someone dragging something. The "Hundred Eyes Cave" has a rare natural environment in Feng Shui. Originally, the temperature difference between day and night is huge in the grassland desert. But it is not obvious here. The overall temperature and humidity are relatively high. In addition, the special ingredients in the soil have a natural preservation effect on the corpses. Most of the dead corpses have feather-like corpse feathers. This may not be possible in the whole world. Find a second such place.

It is precisely because of the unique soil that the gaps between soil particles are large, so the soil is relatively loose and soft, which makes the drag mark on the ground very obvious. When we first arrived at the main building of the institute, we had not seen this mark, so there is no need to ask. , Lao Yangpi must have dragged the yellow leather copper box into the mountains. Although the copper box was not big, it would still be very difficult to carry it for a long time. He dragged it and dragged it into the corpse cave. , God knows what he will do next.

Ding Sitian always thinks of the good. She thinks that maybe Lao Yangpi wants to find a place to destroy the dangerous soul-summoning box so as not to cause trouble in the world. Before I see Lao Yangpi, it is difficult to make a conclusion, so I can only say that I hope so. Well, then the three of them followed the trace up the mountain.

The numb and itchy feeling on my and Fatty's hands was getting unbearable, but we didn't dare to scratch it. Water oozed when we touched it, and the pain made us inhale repeatedly. I was afraid that Ding Sitian would be worried or blame herself for causing us trouble, so I didn't He dared to tell her that he was poisoned, so he had to endure it forcefully, but he really couldn't tell how long he could hold on in this situation.

But what makes me most gratified is that I finally saved Ding Sitian's life. Seeing that her body and spirit are much better, the pressure in my heart has also been reduced a lot, and I walked into the door behind the research building with all my energy. The hillside, whether due to landslides or artificial blasting operations, presents a cross-section of the mountain. All large and small caves in the belly of the mountain are exposed. There is a cave entrance arched by a huge stone man and stone beast. It is the largest among many caves. It is huge, like a big black hole. If you want to go deep, this huge mouth-like cave is the only passage.

We helped each other and touched the inside of the cave. Inside, will-o'-the-wisps flickered with phosphorescent light, and the scenery was vaguely visible. It was not completely dark. There were no forks in the cave. It was extremely high and wide. The stone walls were shady. The deepest part of the cave was filled with evil winds that made people hair-raising. , about two hundred steps away, is a deep stepped cave the size of four or five football fields. The square earth platforms around it go down layer by layer, forming the shape of an inverted pyramid. Judging from the various tools and lighting facilities left inside, , this is a large-scale excavation site, but the area is too big. I was worrying about how to follow the traces left by Lao Sheeppi, when suddenly Ding Sitian, who was following me, swayed and vomited a mouthful of black blood. Collapsed to the ground.

Ding Sitian suddenly vomited out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground. Fatty and I panicked and hurriedly helped her sit down against the wall. We thought that the poison she had been exposed to had been suppressed by Shugongxiang, but unexpectedly, I vomited black blood, and I felt very uneasy. I wondered if I had overdosed on the medicine. Or does it not play a detoxifying role at all, but just delays the onset of toxicity?

But Ding Sitian struggled to stand up and continue to look for Lao Yangpi: "It doesn't matter... I just feel a little stuffy in my heart. I feel better after spitting out the blood. I will be fine after a while. Bayi, you and Xiao What kind of antidote did Fatty give me? Why do I feel the taste in my mouth..." As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily and started to walk forward.

I saw that she was barely holding on, and it was difficult to judge her physical condition at the moment. Vomiting black blood was definitely not a good sign, but Ding Sitian was very stubborn, so I had no choice but to help her and continue walking forward. She asked her what she wanted to eat. What kind of antidote was it? Naturally, he didn't dare to tell her the truth that what he was eating was the meat lumps on the Great Gecko specimen. He only said: "Good medicine is bitter and good for the disease. But medicines are poisonous. Of course, the medicine is not as delicious as fruit candies, and This research institute has been abandoned for many years, and although the drugs stored in the warehouse have not deteriorated, they will inevitably have some peculiar smell. When we return to the pastoral area, I will tell you the origin of this antidote, and I guarantee that you will find it interesting."

The fat man said: "Yes, I guarantee you will find it interesting, so before you listen to Lao Hu's story about the antidote, you'd better review Ostrovsky's "How Steel Was Tempered" and prepare it thoroughly. mental preparation.”

I glared at the fat man. Fortunately, Ding Sitian didn't understand too well. I thought the fat man wanted her to learn "Paul Korchagin's" tenacious perseverance in the face of illness, so I didn't ask any more questions. I saw her face was like gold paper, It was very difficult to walk, but I knew it would be in vain to persuade her to stay outside the cave and wait. This girl was too stubborn and would never look back easily when she was sure of something, so I had to let the fat man carry her on his back, and the three of us continued Go deeper into the cave and look for the missing old sheepskin.

There are flickering lights everywhere in the heart of the mountain, like will-o'-the-wisps or ores. Through these many star-like lights, we can roughly see the outline of this huge excavation site. The ground dug out layer by layer is distributed in a ladder shape. It's hard to see clearly what's in the deepest part from the outside, but there are some corpse limbs exposed in every layer of loess above. Some have half their heads exposed, some have an arm exposed, and they haven't been dug out from the soil yet. Almost all of them are exposed. The corpses are emerging, and their hair is fluttering, as if they will crawl out of the soil at any time. Looking at a corner, you can already imagine that this excavation site used to be like a mass grave, and countless ancient corpses were buried.

This is probably the so-called "turtle resting place" in Feng Shui. The special soil composition makes the corpse appear in a state similar to feathering, but what's the use of this? They were able to become immortals and ascend to heaven. So many people were sincerely buried in this corpse cave after their death. I am afraid it was also due to the ancient people's understanding and fear of the laws of life and death. They could not accept the fact that people can only live once. , hoping that life can continue in other forms after death, so this is why there are legends such as Hades and the underworld. If there are really undead souls after death, they will see their corpses turn into such weird shapes and be dug up. I have no respect for you, but I don’t know what I will think.

The corpses were of both men and women, old and young, and they were all dressed up in strange ways. We had never seen them before. Today we had seen too many strange corpses. Originally, our nerves were a little numb to the dead, but standing in front of the excavation site where tens of thousands of people hid their corpses. , looking at the countless layers of zombies, I was still a little frightened. No wonder it was said that this ghost yamen was like an eighteenth level of hell, and living people would be scared to death when they arrived here.

In this big cave full of dead bodies, except for the three of us, there is no trace of a living person at all. God knows what Lao Yangpi is doing here dragging the copper box. We estimate that Lao Yangpi is a dead man. There was nothing meaningful in the piled loess pit. He probably went deeper along the cave, so he continued walking inside along the corridor at the edge of the excavation site. On the way, he looked around anxiously and called out Lao Yangpi's name. He came back quickly.

Seeing that there was no one around, the fat man became more and more anxious. He always subjectively believed that Lao Yangpi had surrendered to the enemy and treason. The cave ran north-south, and walking north across a plateau was the national border. So he asked me if I wanted to take a political offensive. , to disintegrate Lao Yangpi’s psychology through propaganda. I thought to myself that this cave is too big, and there is no way for us blind people to find it like riding a blind horse. It is better to follow the fat man’s suggestion and shout first. If Lao Yangpi is hiding nearby, , maybe it could persuade him to change his mind and come out of the cave, so he nodded in agreement.

At that moment, the fat man shouted into the depths of the cave: "Old sheepskin, those who fight against us rely on their craftsmanship to earn a living. This is a contradiction within the people. You must not try to join the Soviet revisionists or do stupid things that are alienating the people." Ah, that is a dead end... Bozhlev betrayed Marxism, betrayed Leninism, and betrayed the October Revolution. Moscow is crying sadly, and the Monument to the Unknown Hero is also crying... Don't do it for two pieces of butter. The bread will be cultivated to the end. It doesn’t matter if you stand in the wrong team, you just stand over again..."

I really couldn't listen anymore, so I quickly stopped the fat man. What he was shouting was all nonsense, and his level was too low. I was about to continue to promote the policy to Lao Yangpi for him, but I was grabbed by Ding Sitian. She Pointing to his feet, he said: "Look, there is a path going down here, and there are fresh traces left by dragging heavy objects on it. Did Grandpa Sheepskin go down from here to the depths of the excavation site?"

I lowered my head and saw that, as Ding Sitian said, there were gentle stone slopes in every corner of the excavation site, twisting and turning into the depths. The stone slopes were all paved with stones, and they might have been buried in the ground before. Each layer of corpses was buried in the soil, covering a section of it. Later, they were dug out by the Japanese. The gravel and gravel scattered in the soil covered the slope, and there were traces of dragging things on the soil. , the evil wind howled in the cave, and the cool air was very clear. If the traces on the slope had been left for a long time, they would never be as clear as they are now, which means that Lao Sheepskin probably went down not long ago.

The three of us were eager to get Lao Yangpi back and leave this nightmare "Hundred Eyes Cave" as soon as possible. Seeing that we finally had a clue, we all gathered our spirits and walked down the stone road. At this time, we were watching from outside the cave. The feeling of this corpse cave is different. It is getting lower and lower, almost clinging to the corpses in the cross section of the loess. The stone path is quite narrow, and the body often rubs against the arms, hands and feet of the dead people protruding from the soil. It is cold and lifeless. The angry touch made people's nerves even more tense.

Even though they were scared and tired, no one offered to give up, and they all walked downhill. The fat man had an engineer light bulb hanging on his chest to explore the way ahead. The three of them held hands and slowly walked down the winding stone path. After a while, I saw that as I walked downwards, the middle section of the road became darker and darker. The deepest part looked like a huge strange mouth. It looked gray and hazy, but it was not completely black. It looked very unusual. , the fat man said to us: "How come this big pit where dead people are buried is so deep? What do you think there is in the deepest part of it?"

Ding Sitian said: "It's not a pit. There are so many corpses buried here, and there are probably countless corpses underneath. This is simply a big tomb where tens of thousands of people are buried. I don't know how deep this big tomb is." What are you going to do..." After saying that, she couldn't help but worry about Lao Yangpi again, and wanted to speed up her pace, but her legs and feet were weak and kept struggling. If it weren't for the fat man and me pulling her, she almost fell again.

I felt cold sweat on her palms, and I knew she was worried or scared. I thought: "The Japanese are obviously digging deeper into this excavation site. Is there something important underneath the layers of corpses?" ? Could it be..." I was worried that under this ancient tomb would be the hell that blew out the legendary "Foehn Wind", so I had to be more cautious, so I told Fatty and Ding Sitian not to worry, even the rats had to come out of the hole. We need to make some calculations first, so we have to be more careful, walk slower and use our brains more, and carefully look at everything here. If we encounter danger, we should advance and retreat in a measured way.

Ding Sitian agreed with my point of view. She asked me: "Your grandfather seemed to be a Feng Shui master in the past. You learned a lot from him. The corpses in this big tomb are all dead and not rotten. This is what you call Is the Feng Shui reason you mentioned correct? They... shouldn't suddenly come to life, right?"

I knew that she was trying to get me to give her some reason not to be afraid, so I said to her: "My grandfather's tricks are all the four olds. Although in recent years I think what he said makes some sense, but It’s better not to listen to biased beliefs.” As far as I know, in addition to Feng Shui reasons, there are many other factors. After a person dies, the body is usually rotten due to the action of bacteria, but this kind of bacteria that makes the dead body rot , need to survive in an environment with suitable temperature and relatively humid climate, cold climate, or dry and hot weather, such as deserts and snow-capped mountains, there will be no such bacteria, so the mummies in the desert and the ice corpses on the snow-capped mountains will not rot.

There are also human factors. For example, the deceased is buried in the coffin after death. The wood of the coffin is thick and exquisite, and the material is airtight. Then lime, charcoal and other materials are placed in the coffin to prevent moisture, forming a dry and constant-temperature closed space so that bacteria cannot If moved, the corpse in the coffin will not rot easily, and may become a mummy or even a wet corpse with still water. In addition, there are some special cases, such as those who died of cholera, or were tortured by diseases during their lifetime. Most of the water in the body has been lost before death. After death, it will quickly turn into a mummy, which is not easy to decay and digest. The shape of the mummy is shriveled, and the weight is more than half that of the newly deceased. The skin is wrinkled and shrunk, and is generally black. and light brown, hair and nails may continue to grow.

The rarest one is corpse wax. For example, if an obese or fatty corpse is thrown into a river or buried in a saline-alkali land, corpse wax will easily form on the surface of the corpse to prevent it from rotting. Because in the water flow, the corpse produces The putrefactive substances will be washed away by the water, and the putrefactive bacteria will also be taken away by the water. The fat in the corpse will turn into something like soap, slippery and greasy, called "corpse wax". If salt and alkali invade the corpse, This greasy corpse paste will also be produced. The corpse is wrapped in corpse wax, so it is not easy to decay.

When I was in middle school, I visited an exhibition of corpse specimens organized by the Public Security Bureau. At that time, I visited it as a way to popularize science knowledge to get rid of superstitions. I watched it with my grandfather Hu Guohua. He said that although the exhibition was popular science and reasonable, It is not comprehensive. There are too many reasons why people do not decay after death. Such a small exhibition cannot cover them all. However, I naturally dare not tell Ding Sitian about the special things my grandfather said. I will only mention that time. The memory of the popular science exhibition was told to her in detail, so that she no longer had to worry about the dead in the grave.

However, a person with a normal imagination can easily associate with what he hears. The more scientifically speaking, the more people will associate it with some feudal superstitious legends, especially the fat man who keeps mumbling "ghost" at inappropriate times. This ghost yamen is rumored to be so evil. I don’t feel anything when I walk in the depths. I can’t see a ghost. Isn’t it just a pile of hairy corpses? What’s the fucking big deal? We are suspicious in the crematorium. I thought there was a ghost trapped there, but it was actually an old man who was causing trouble. It seems that ghosts are born from the mind and disturb people. We should not believe in that idealistic theory. This is a shame and a shame for materialists all over the world. , but why are you fooled again and again? It seems that the lessons of history are not always a warning to future generations. This is the objective law of class struggle, not based on human will...

Amid the verbose voice of the fat man making excuses for himself, we walked in a circle to the end of the spiraling stone path. There was a hole here, which was sealed with a pile of white round gravel, with many Japanese ghost symbols pasted on it. The Japanese suspected that the Baiyan Cave was haunted. There were similar ghost-suppressing charms in many places, including the strange structure of the incinerator, all for the purpose of warding off evil spirits. However, the so-called haunting might just be caused by yellow skins.

The rubble wall in front of us has been torn open, and a large hole is exposed in front of us. There is a gray light inside. We thought that this large tomb was the lowest level. Who would have thought that there is something deeper below? Because of the space, we didn't dare to go in directly. We called Lao Yangpi several times at the entrance of the cave, but got no response, so we decided to go deeper because we didn't believe that the cave had no bottom.

The fat man was still the first to clear the way. He was carrying the Kangxi sword, calling Lao Yangpi's name, and walking in with one foot deep and one shallow. I supported Ding Sitian and followed him for more than twenty steps. The fat man He suddenly stopped and whispered to us in a panic: "Lao Hu, Si Tian, ​​who of you two said there was nothing wrong with you just now? That's so irresponsible. Look at the front... then... what are those?"

I took a few steps and looked forward. I felt goosebumps all over my body. I thought it was bad. Where did such a large ancient tower and palace go? Moreover, there seems to be something moving in those ancient buildings. Could it be that they entered the Yama Hall by mistake.

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