Chapter 35 Chapter 34: The Gates of Hell Open

This time we kept an eye out, and each of us dragged an iron chain on the zombie's foot, intending to drag it into the hole to study slowly.It's strange to say that we originally wanted to drag it into the hole a little bit, but the length of the chain that locked the zombie just reached the entrance of the hole, and it couldn't move any further.Probably this is also the reason why it stopped at the entrance of the cave and didn't go away - it didn't discover us, but it was bound by the chains and couldn't follow the two zombies. We had no choice but to squat at the entrance of the cave with the searchlights on to check the zombie's condition.Judging from its not yet fully weathered clothes, it is undoubtedly a Tibetan serf, and it should be a serf with some status.None of this is quirky, the problem is its face.Just like the few corpses I saw when I just fell into the cave, under the condition of extreme dryness and no embalming measures, no matter if the corpses of humans or animals do not decompose, they will also dehydrate and turn into dark brown mummies, which is impossible It also looks alive with flesh and blood.But this impossibility just happened.

The zombie closed his eyes, looked serene, and had a lifelike complexion. The plateau red on his face was as healthy and rosy as any plateau people who walked past you.At first glance, it seems that this is a serf of some status who fell asleep, and it will not be connected with the zombie that tore me in half alive. After looking at its face, I looked at its body again. I turned on the light, and Lao Li gently pulled off his Tibetan robe, revealing a piece of bronze-colored pectoral muscle immediately—just like the most popular skin color now, shiny and full of elasticity , although it is covered with more than a dozen bullet holes, but those bullet holes did not affect the flesh next to it at all, and no liquid flowed out.Like a hole punch, punching a hole is the point, never hurting innocents.In such a situation, I don't know how to describe my surprise and fear, and at the same time, it is very inappropriate to think that this is much more valuable than the mummies of Egyptian pharaohs.

... Then look at the hands and arms, as mentioned above, like sleeping people.When I finally saw the feet, I finally saw something abnormal: two or three inches above the iron chain on the left ankle of the zombie, a large piece of flesh and flesh had been gouged out, and the bones could be seen deep in the wound. The redness does not heal without scarring, and it remains completely in the state when it was first gouged out; there is also no bleeding, only a layer of transparent liquid covers the entire wound, the liquid seems to be the tissue fluid of the skin, and it does not seem to be. There was a faint smell of putrid grease.I wasn't sure at first, but after sniffing hard a few times, my expression changed drastically, and I hurriedly pulled Lao Li away.

"Why?" Lao Li looked at me inexplicably. "I...I..." I looked at the zombie in fear, pointing to the wound on its calf, "I...it...the smell from its wound was the same smell when Faceless was beaten to death... …just that the smell of Faceless is much stronger…” "Really?" Old Li was not afraid, instead he squatted down and sniffed the smell at a close distance, "It feels like some grease has been put out." He stood up and said. "Could it be...Could it be..." An idea suddenly flashed in my mind, but I immediately vetoed it, "Impossible, impossible."

Lao Li asked me what I was talking to myself.I ignored him, pondering over and over again my own thoughts, it seemed that it should be the case, but it seemed that it should not be the case from the common sense analysis.After thinking for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out, so I had to tentatively tell my thoughts to Lao Li: "Lao Li, this... this is the same smell as when Faceless died, and the liquid from the wound is also the same The stuff coming out of Faceless's body is a bit like... I was wondering if this zombie would be the same as Faceless... But Faceless's face was swollen to the point where only one mouth remained, but it looked like a living Like a human... oops, Lao Li, I've been going around so hard that I'm dizzy, I don't know if you understand what I mean."

Lao Li nodded, indicating that he understood, then fell silent and fell into deep thought. I hope that this zombie is the same thing as Faceless, so I can be sure that there should be something like a crystal black scorpion in its brain or body. We can kill other zombies like Faceless; at the same time, I don’t want them to be One category, as to why I don't want it, I don't know why. "The gates of hell have opened." While meditating, Lao Li suddenly said these words worriedly. "What? The gates of hell?" I asked him again, not understanding what it meant. "Remember that sentence? There is a gate of hell at the foot of Qiangbake Mountain, and there are faceless devils living inside." Lao Li's face suddenly turned gray.

In fact, it is just a folk saying. There are similar folklore in all parts of China, but most of them are used to scare children from running around. It is not true that there is a man-eating devil somewhere.I also told Lao Li this. Lao Li disagreed with my opinion: "Master Logitech, many folk legends are actually based on facts. It's just that in the process of word of mouth, some facts have been erased by people more or less intentionally or unintentionally. .Do you think that if something is groundless, it will be spread for hundreds or even thousands of years?" I was at a loss for words, but what he said was not without reason.Lao Li ignored me, and said again: "Master Banqin told me repeatedly during his lifetime that there is a real origin of the saying, 'There is hell in Mount Jambaque, and there are faceless devils'. Now let me hear you talk about faceless and this zombie. There are already two places on the mountainside and this place echoing each other, one is the blood spring, and the other is the condition of the zombie's wound... I'm afraid, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the gate of hell will be opened, and these devils will be released. Come out...Master Banqin also said that once the gates of hell are opened and the devil appears, countless people will be caught in dire straits and turbulent disputes. At that time, no government or army can control the madness of people!"

What Lao Li said coincides with what I thought of just now but I'm not sure it's the same idea. I also think that there is a connection between Faceless and this zombie, but I haven't thought about there being such a thing as the real gate of hell. "Master Luo, I am very worried about one thing." Lao Li picked up the rifle for no reason, began to load bullets in it, and said while loading, "Didn't we hear the gunshots at the beginning? I suspect that this zombie and the Japanese There was a head-on confrontation with the Japanese, it may have been shot by the Japanese once or several times, and then it was blocked from moving, and the meat on the calf was taken by the Japanese..."

"This..." I was a little puzzled, "What is the little Japanese doing by gouging out the flesh of a zombie? What's more, ordinary rifles or pistols can't affect zombies at all. Didn't we try it just now..." Speaking of this, I suddenly Thinking of the devils threatening us again and again, wanting to find deserters with us, could it be, could it be, I blurted out, "Could it be that the Japanese know the truth at all?" Lao Li sighed heavily, put his rucksack on his back, and said, "That's what I'm worried about. I believe you know the scientific research capabilities of the Japanese better than I do. They only need to get a piece of flesh from a zombie, and if you don't Did they say that they also stripped the crystal black scorpion from the faceless body? These two things are enough for them to research any information they want. Just think about it, how much turmoil it will cause us."

After listening to Lao Li's words, my heart couldn't stop sinking. Lao Li's thoughts are surprisingly consistent with mine. This shows that the devil... I dare not think about it. The only way at present is to try my best No matter from which point of view, the best way to prevent the devils from going down the mountain is to kill them without leaving a single one alive.