Daomu Biji Chapter 62: Strong alkali
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In shock, the fat man said nothing and still looked at the roof of the shed quietly, his eyes motionless. If I hadn't looked at his undulating belly, I would have thought he had died.
"I'm thinking, thinking about how entangled the relationship between people and Zongzi is, and how close the distance between life and death is," the fat man said quietly without turning his eyes.
Damn it, Shakespeare, if you say such philosophical words in a fat man's mouth, you don't have to think about it, there must be something more to it.
Sure enough, after a moment he said: "What the **** is this bridge? This is an oven! Fatty, I just got up early and ran for half a minute, and the roasted pig on the bridge just now became me!" If that whip hits me, how unjust you think I am, when the fat man goes to see Yun Cai, he won't be able to leave a whole body, and he will have to piece together parts here and there to build a house."
"Get out of here, can you get up and move around? This is really not a place for us to talk nonsense," I said to the fat man.
The fat man slowly turned his head towards me, his eyes empty.
Suddenly, the fat man grabbed my neck and asked in a low voice: "Innocent, thief Sun, hurry up and tell the fat man, where is your ancestral grave? What did I tell you in the first place? You don't either Think about it yourself, without me, who can get in between you and me?"
I pulled my head together as if I didn't hear anything, and sat down on the ground. This scratch really hit me hard, and stars were popping out of my eyes. This was a lack of oxygen.
"I'm going to take over your ancestor's nest right now. Damn it, Wu Xie, you're a standing pee? You're such a bitch, do you think you can get away with your little skills? Fatty? You are sticking your **** out, Fatty knows what **** you pooped the night before yesterday. If there is another time, Fatty will kick you to death, and you even said you went to the city to buy equipment. Your family Do you have to carry a gun when you go into the city to supply equipment? The bullets you took away were enough to rob the four major banks three times in turn, you piece of shit." After saying that, the fat man ignored me and twisted his With his huge butt, he shook the dirt off his body and walked towards the rope in the sky without looking back.
Looking helplessly at the fat man's back, everyone called him "Wu Xie". It seemed that this guy was really anxious. He sighed, shook his head helplessly, and followed.
It turns out that Fatty discovered the note I left early in the morning, so he chased me in without hesitation. Relatively speaking, Fatty’s skills are not a bit better than mine. He was already in trouble as soon as he chased me. There were corpses in the ancient coffins in the tomb passage. As a result, the old man who refused to change his bad habits and relapsed took out the coffin to see if there was anything good left. He never thought that it was a set of mother-and-child coffins. When the little rice dumplings came out, the fat man's Immediately, I felt butterflies in my stomach. The little thing was invulnerable. After a few back and forth, I forced the fat man to run back for his life like a wild boar, and then he met me.
Crawling carefully through the gap supported by the jack, the fat man raised his gun and stared at the pile of limbs left on the ground. Although he was wearing a hood, the pungent rotten smell made me want to eat rabbit meat in the morning. I felt like I was going to vomit, and I kept shaking the corpse mud on the ground every step of the way. To my surprise, although all the carrion had been turned into water by strong alkali and mixed into corpse mud, only the corpse wore an ancient costume around its neck. The ring reached all the way to the head, but it didn't change at all. It was still green and green, making people's hair stand on end and making them sweat.
I really wanted to go over and crush the neck bone to take off the ancient ring, but I was afraid that something might happen. For a person like me who has a life-increasing blood type, it would be best not to touch a corpse again in this life.
In fact, there is no need for Fatty to remind me. Even I can foresee that as long as I touch it, I don’t know whether the ancient ring can be taken off, but this corpse will definitely be a corpse, and maybe he can even scatter it all over the floor now. The parts immediately assembled and then stood up to talk to us.
"If you don't know how to use a gun, you will encounter rice dumplings when you enter a fight." Fatty once summed up my characteristics. After countless tests, it is indeed very reliable. I'd better give up on this idea. At least, if I want the ancient ring, I'll try my luck again if I have the chance.
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt that my throat felt dry, but it didn't feel like I was thirsty. After a few dry coughs, I fell to the ground with a start.
This is not a good sign. The fat man seemed to feel something as well. He looked at the green head not far from us and muttered: "Uncle, this little innocent and I are with your family. The future generations, Brother Zhang, are all good friends who have died. If you can control this strong alkali, just be gentle and let us two juniors get through it. Sir, don't remember the villain's mistakes. As long as you can let us go. Ma, Fatty, I will definitely tell my little brother when I get out, and I will build a new tomb and erect a monument for you and wash two big apples every day and offer them to you, okay?"
He spoke with a poor northern accent, but it was obvious that the strong alkali had nothing to do with the corpse. The concentration of strong alkali here was getting higher and higher. I already vaguely felt as if my throat had been cut open by a knife. The same pain, the urgency of time, makes us have to make a decision in a few seconds.
Whether to run forward for tens of meters and rush over, or to retreat back to the river and hide in the water, obviously, the fat man next to us is also hesitating. The rapidly increasing concentration of strong alkali makes us undecided.
"Get down quickly," the fat man said, and then he started coughing.
The fat man tightened his hood and laid his body tightly in the corpse mud. The rabbit skin completely covered his body and his head was buried face down.
This posture reminds me of the pouting, highly intelligent animals that successfully escaped imperialist poison gas experiments during World War II. Fatty should belong to the same category as them.
I didn’t have time to think about anything more, and I started to cough. My trachea felt as if it was being roasted by fire. I took a full breath and lay down as if I was imitating a cat.
The only thing I regret now is that I should have carried an oxygen bottle before entering this terrible ancient building.