Chapter 59 Chapter Eight Submachine Guns and Rice Dumplings

I yelled, raised the gun and fired, but the fat man pressed the gun head down.All the bullets hit the ground, and there was an earth-shattering sound.The hair of the corpse underground grew rapidly.I looked at the face of the corpse, the eye sockets of the corpse collapsed suddenly, his mouth opened wider, and the green liquid seeped out along the black hairs. Damn, it's turned into a zongzi! The two of us scrambled back a few steps, and I scolded the fat man: "You fucking talk like fart! When will you be on time?" The fat man said: "I've already admitted my mistake. I've never seen someone who can turn into a dead body like this. This fucking is a model of the zongzi world with a strong body and a strong mind!"

I asked him, "See if there is a black donkey's hoof in that treasure bag, or anything else that can be used." "Damn it! That bag is that big, do you think there might be such a thing? Do you think there are Chihuahua donkeys in the world?" I shone the flashlight on the corpse, and the corpse had turned over.I hurriedly turned the light to another place, and said, "Go and get the little brother here, or get some of his blood!" The fat man suddenly remembered something, and said, "I have it, I have it, I don't need ready-made ones, I have blood!"

"Your blood is useful for a bird!" "It's not my blood, it's my brother's blood. I asked my brother for it before." The fat man took something out of his pocket.What I found was a sanitary napkin with some blood on it. "You—" I really wanted to bang my head against the wall, "Where did you come from?" "I saved it secretly once when my little brother was injured. It's not easy to save so much." The fat man said, "Let me tell you, you don't even need mosquito coils if you keep it at home in summer." "Fuck." I couldn't understand.The fat man said: "Don't be too particular. Come on, let's play with power and prestige today." Then he pointed the sanitary napkin to the corpse and said, "Get down and stretch out your hands."

At first glance, there was only a puddle of green water on the ground, and the corpse did not know where it went.I took another photo on the ground, and I was stunned—I saw the corpse lying on the coffin beside me. "He didn't get it right, are you sure it's my brother's blood?" I asked. "Absolutely sure! I've never been sloppy about such life-saving things." The fat man said, "Wait a minute, you know that ancient people's pronunciation is different from modern people's. Try the ancient pronunciation." "I can't." I said, "Brother didn't say anything when he frightened the female corpse!"

The fat man pulled the sanitary napkin and yelled a few more times. Seeing that the corpse still didn't respond, he said, "Could it be that brother's blood can only deal with female corpses? Is this corpse a man?" I shook my head and looked at the black-haired corpse—it only had one hand, but it jumped from the coffin to the ground nimbly and crawled towards us.We immediately retreated more than ten meters, for fear of being caught by him. The fat man was still holding the sanitary napkin.The corpse still looked completely unafraid.The veins on the fat man's forehead were exposed, and suddenly he slapped the sanitary napkin directly on the corpse's face, flipped the submachine gun out from his back, and said to me: "You son of a bitch, it's not reliable, let's play hard, right? Just give him a second!"

I immediately followed him - just as the corpse quickly approached us a few steps, we both raised our submachine guns and fired directly at the corpse.The rain-like bullets all hit the body, until the body turned over a dozen somersaults and folded behind the coffin.We immediately went around and saw that the body was full of smoking holes.But the corpse turned over, turned around, and continued to crawl towards us. "I just said that machine guns are useless for killing zombies. The caliber of this gun is too small!" The fat man directly shot several bursts, hindering the progress of the corpse.I saw the corpse's hand was broken by us.

"Not necessarily!" I said, "Concentrate our firepower, we'll smash his head!" Saying that, the fat man and I pulled the trigger and chased after the corpse for a while.Countless bullets have been fired, and I will change a magazine after I finish a magazine.We didn't stop until the corpse's head was completely broken and the corpse was motionless. Green water flows across the ground. Fatty and I waited beside the corpse for a long time, only to find that he had really stopped moving, so we clapped hands to celebrate.The fat man said: "Oh, I just found out that each firearm is much more powerful than the little brother!"

"Don't say that, after all, my brother has more ammunition than us." I said. The fat man pointed to the coffin and asked if I wanted to see it.I shook my head and said to the fat man, "From now on, nothing will be opened." It's not that I don't want to watch it.In fact, I still want to know what is carved on the inner wall of the coffin lid, but I really don't have the energy to deal with more emergencies.Just now I agreed to Fatty on a whim, but I was actually quite nervous in my heart.Obviously, the physiques of the two of us are definitely not suitable for this line of work - one is the physique that will inevitably push me to open the coffin, and the other is the physique that will inevitably encounter zongzi when opening the coffin.I think I must have self-knowledge in the future. It is obviously wise for my grandfather not to let me do this business.

The fat man thought for a while, nodded and said, "I agree." The way to keep going is just behind those boxes.Those boxes were beaten to pieces by me and the fat man.We walked over and saw the third stone gate, but this stone gate was hung from above.A beast head is carved on the stone gate.The stone door was ajar, and a jack was supporting it underneath.The jack is also so rusted that it feels like it might break if touched. There is a stone above the beast's head, which weighs about three or four hundred catties.That is the weight-bearing stone of Shimen, which is used to press Shimen down.

I poked half my head in and took a picture with my flashlight.Then, the two climbed in and saw a larger stone chamber. This is a huge circular stone chamber, as big as half a football field.There are seven huge pillars standing around the stone chamber.On the top is a seven-star roof.This is really a bit like a tomb, but compared to other large ancient tombs, it still lacks details.There is a high platform in the middle of the stone chamber that looks very similar to the Zhangjia ancient building.There are two small rivers in front of the high platform, flowing in front of the tomb. I visually measured the width of the small river. The first small river was about six people wide, and there was nothing on it. The second small river, which is the one closer to us, had six stone bridges on it, and each bridge looked very different. no the same.At the head of each bridge is a terrifying animal stone statue. It is not clear what it is, but it all looks gloomy and malicious.

The fat man raised his foot and wanted to go up.I stopped him and pointed up.I just saw a rope on the top of the tomb, which was erected by later generations, and it is very new. It is a modern climbing rope-apparently Poyoufeng and the others got it up when they came in. When I looked up, the seven stone beams above were in the shape of an umbrella, as if a large umbrella was propped above the stone chamber, and it was covered with strange reliefs.Some reliefs have hook-like shapes, such as eagle beaks and carp tails. Anyway, they all look like hooks, which is abnormal.I could tell at a glance that the reliefs were camouflaged.The purpose of installing these hooks must be to allow the rope to pass through the above reliefs skillfully, and it must have been designed by ancient craftsmen for hoisting something.After finishing, these hooks are carved into various patterns. On the other side is an iron hook, which should have been thrown from the opposite side and hooked to a certain place on the ceiling.This kind of accuracy must be the handwriting of my brother.The rope weaves deftly through those hooks, forming a rope bridge over it. There should be something wrong with these seven bridges - if you get on the wrong bridge, you may encounter disaster.In order to avoid more troubles, Poker-Face chose to pass through other paths-this is also his style, and he will never follow the path arranged for him by others. A small river that is six people wide, that is to say, there are ten meters upwards.With the physical strength of Fatty and I, it is absolutely impossible to cross the river directly.So, we had to follow the path left by our little brother. We found the other end of the rope, climbed up, hung upside down from the ceiling, crossed the small river outside, and came to the small river inside.When the fat man was looking down, he said, "There seems to be something in the river?" "What is it, is it a crocodile?" I said, thinking that even if it is a crocodile, it should be a dead crocodile. "No, it's a dead man!" said the fat man.We come down the other side.The fat man put down the things he was carrying, and immediately made a hook out of iron spikes, went to the place where he saw the dead man, and waded into the water to fiddle with it.A black object was pulled up from the river by him. After pulling the black thing to the shore, we immediately smelled a very bad putrid smell. Sure enough, it was a corpse, and it wasn't an ancient corpse—could it be someone from the younger brother's team? "Could it be that he crossed the bridge and got caught in the body of a dead person?" the fat man asked. I shook my head: "My little brother will rarely let people in his team make such a mistake and die, unless it is someone like you who is completely disorganized and undisciplined." We turned the body over and saw that his body was covered in mud, with a familiar smell of traditional Chinese medicine.I took out the water from the small river and rushed it over the corpse, and I saw the unicorn tattoo exposed.On the bulging corpse, the tattoos were extremely clear.The fat man exclaimed: "It's the little brother! When did the little brother die again?"