Only then did he know that they were drinking upstairs.
"But I clearly remember that there was no wine in the coffin!”
However, I immediately remembered that during the day when I pretended to be at the funeral, I threw a bottle of bamboo on the stone table outside my father's grave. Perhaps he had been too frightened just now, so he picked it up and drank it to calm himself down.
I didn't object to drinking some wine in the middle of the night to refresh myself, but I thought to myself,'Don't get drunk and leave me here.' At this time, I was also exhausted. If I went to the tomb at this time, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to bear it, so I decided to take advantage of their drinking time to take a nap.
Then, I leaned against the wall and fell asleep. I imagined what kind of funerary objects I could get after entering the tomb. At the same time, I reminded myself to be cautious. Unknowingly, I fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept for, but I felt someone pinching my nose in my sleep, and then I woke up. When I opened my eyes, I saw Bro Flattop squatting in front of me. I was about to say something when he suddenly covered my mouth.
I immediately realized that something was wrong and calmed down.
At this moment, Bro Flattop pointed at the wall of the pit. I looked in the direction of his finger and was almost dumbfounded.
He saw a strong thing climbing up the wall like a gecko. It was wrapped in tattered red cloth and looked like a human, but it didn't have a head. When he looked again, he saw that this fellow's head was pinned to his waist like a kettle. If I had seen this scene on the street during the day, I would have thought that someone was fooling around or performing. But in the middle of the night, it was really a ghost.
My brain buzzed and exploded. I thought to myself, what the hell is this!
But I immediately knew that this guy was not to be trifled with.
I reached out to touch the knife at my waist. Bro Flattop whispered to me.
"Follow me!"
Then, Bro Flattop and I climbed out of the pit and saw that my father was already waiting upstairs with the pot of diesel.
I immediately knew what they were going to do. They wanted to burn this thing to death. Bro Flattop took out the iron gun and aimed it at the zombie. Then, he made a knife gesture at his father. Then, the pale yellow diesel poured down on Zongzi like a waterfall. Without waiting for it to react, Flattop Bro opened fire. The flintlock instantly flipped the damn thing over from the wall of the pit into the pit. At the same time, the fire from the muzzle ignited the oil.
The flame was too fierce. It shot up more than ten feet high and ignited the half-filled oil can in my father's arms. His father was so scared that he quickly threw the oil can into the pit, but his hair was still burned.
Looking at the bottom of the pit, it had completely become a fire pit.
His father scratched his burnt hair and said,
"Fuck! Let me pour it out before lighting the fire!”
Bro Flattop said,
"Don't mention it. Do you think this gasoline is used to wash its hair? By the time you're done watering it, it'll have already run away."
It was difficult for people with a large fire to get close to the fire pit, and it was even more difficult to see what was going on with the dumplings. The tomb was sealed and narrow. The black smoke from the combustion of diesel immediately filled the entire space, and we had no choice but to come out. It was already three o'clock in the morning. I looked at the villages around the fields and was a little sleepy.：
"When did that dumpling come out?”
"I didn't pay much attention." His father said,
"Dr. Liu and I went to see how you were doing after drinking. In the end, we saw you sleeping inside, and that thing was climbing up. It must have climbed out while you were sleeping.”
I still feel that this matter is a little strange.
He thought to himself,'Why didn't the dumpling harm me when it could climb out of the hole? Why did it crawl out directly?' He asked.
"This dumpling has lost its head. If we let her escape, will it hurt people?”
"What are you talking about? If you don't harm people, you have to let it run around! If he were to stand at the intersection in the middle of the night, wouldn't he be scared to death?”
Father was very dissatisfied with my stupid question.
I wasn't convinced either.
"How can harming people be the same as scaring people!"
I thought that some people's faces were damaged due to irresistible natural and man-made disasters. They looked very scary, but you can't say that they were bad people! Besides, you weren't scared to death just now!
At this moment, Bro Flattop, who had been silent at the side, spoke.
"Don't harm people?噷! If he didn't harm people, he wouldn't be a dumpling. I think this beast has its head on its waist. It's most likely that its head is broken. It ran out to find a good head to put on itself.”
I broke out in a cold sweat when I heard that. I quickly asked,
"If it's so dangerous as you said, why didn't it want my head just now? Could it be that it thinks I'm too ugly?”
Bro Flattop laughed coldly after hearing my words.
"Your head? Why would a woman like her want your head?”
My father and I were shocked when we heard Bro Flattop's words. The dumpling had no head and was wearing loose clothes. Neither of us could tell that it was a woman. We quickly asked him how he could tell.
"Just now, I noticed that there was another head on her waist. That head was wearing a mask, and from her appearance, it looked like a woman. And it was very likely to be from the Shang Dynasty, because the Shang Dynasty advocated witchcraft and liked to wear masks.”
My heart trembled when I heard that. It was as if something had hit her heart, as if she had won the lottery.
There wasn't much smoke in the tomb, so we went back inside and saw that the pit had been completely burned black, and the headless dumpling had disappeared. He must have returned to the tomb through a hole.
It was almost dawn. We were all sleepy and it was extremely dangerous down there, so we decided to go home and sleep. After he rested, he would come back and do something big.
In order to prevent the dumplings from escaping, his father set up a mechanism at the entrance of the pit.
He fixed the gun in the pit, aimed the muzzle at the entrance of the tomb, and tied a string to the trigger. The other end of the string was placed at the entrance of the hole. As long as the thing came out of the hole, it would definitely hit the string and trigger the musket. Even if he couldn't kill it at such a close distance, he could scare it back.
Then we came out of the grave, sealed the hole with mud, and returned home in the darkness before dawn.
Time flew by in her dreams. It was as if a day had passed in the blink of an eye.
After dinner, we set off for the fields in the west on time as if we were going to work. We also brought the black pig trotters that my father bought on the street in the afternoon. He wasn't afraid of being laughed at. These pig trotters were used to deal with zombies. The reason why he brought the black pig ladder instead of the black donkey hoof was because the black donkey hoof was really impossible to buy.
Donkey hooves aside, there were no donkey beans. No one raised donkeys these days. Finding a donkey hoof nearby was as difficult as finding a bear paw. Bro Flattop said pork trotters were fine too, so we bought pork trotters. We thought that if the zombie didn't recognize us, even if we treated it to a meal, it might not bite after it was full.
On the way, I had nothing to do, so I asked Bro Flattop,
I always hear people say that black donkey hooves cure zombies. Is there any way to do this?”
Bro Flattop was tireless in teaching and started talking about biological theories with me.
"From a medical point of view, a zombie transformation is a central nervous system reaction caused by bioelectricity, which causes the muscle contraction of the corpse and the coordinated reflex of the brain's consciousness. This kind of bioelectricity was usually caused by the excessive growth of microorganisms near the central nervous system after death. In human terms, it was oral bacteria. The living environment of the animal's hoof was worse than other parts. The hoof naturally produced a suppressive substance, so inserting the hoof into the zombie's mouth could kill bacteria and stop the zombie transformation.”
After I heard it, I felt that he was making it up, so I didn't say anything.
Soon, we arrived at the tomb. At this time, we realized that the situation was not good. The mechanism installed at the entrance of the cave had been destroyed, and the musket was gone. The three of us looked at each other. We all knew that it was destroyed by the headless zombie, which meant that this thing was really still alive. Fortunately, the seal at the entrance was intact when he came in, so that guy should not have gone out yet.
His father spread his hands and said,
"Let's go down and take this!" It was a blessing, not a curse, but a curse that could not be avoided.”
At this time, everyone was full of energy and eager to try. Soon, they fell straight into the tomb by using the rope.
The tomb was pitch black. We turned on the lamp mode of the three mine caves and lit up the tomb. The tomb was square in shape, the size of two houses. There was a coffin in the middle, and on the left, there were many clay pots near the entrance of the cave. There was nothing else.
For safety reasons, everyone first looked around for the dumpling. When they saw that the house was very clean, they relaxed a little and began to focus on the search for the treasure.
First, he went to look at the terrines. I saw that those broken earthen jars were gray and didn't look like valuable things. Soon, I was disappointed by the shabbiness of the tomb.
His father was desperate for money and was a little flustered by this situation. However, he was too embarrassed to say it, so he sighed and said,
"I say, this Shang Dynasty ancient tomb is too shabby! After a long time, he finally came in. This is the result?"
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