Chapter 40 Chapter 39 Han Bing Coffin in the Late Qing Dynasty

Apart from being tired, I am completely numb. The gunshots are just the gunshots.We haven't seen anything scary until now.I was so lazy that I didn't even look at Lao Li, and said, "Oh." Lao Li became nervous again. He quickly loaded the rifle and told me to go ahead with him to have a look.I thought to myself that I couldn't hide from some messy monsters. It's good for you, Old Li. Whenever you see a slightly abnormal situation, you will be extraordinarily enthusiastic. You don't consider my feelings or ask for my opinion. But even though he was reluctant, he still had to follow him to the sound of the gunfire—we can't fight among ourselves, as soon as we fight among ourselves, we're all over.

The gunshots came from the front, not as dense as they were at the beginning, but after a while, the two sides must have entered a stalemate, and no one dared to act rashly.Lao Li and I didn't speak, we tried our best to speed up and keep our footsteps down. After walking for about ten minutes, I could clearly hear the sound of fighting, and I was overjoyed to hear that the shouting sound was actually made by devils. "Old Li, the devil has engaged with someone. Let's sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and we will go there later." I pulled Lao Li and said in a low voice.

Lao Li gave a noncommittal "hmm" and continued to walk forward, but I had no choice but to follow.It was only a few steps away from the past, and the scene in front of me made me completely at a loss as to how to deal with it.I was already numb at first, but seeing these things, my heart was stimulated and revived again. I was horrified: Although I was still in an unknown cave, it suddenly became clear that it was very spacious and flat. The chains were tied to the top and suspended in mid-air, and the ones parked on the ground neatly row after row... I can't see the head at a glance, and I don't know how many there are.Pavilions, landscapes and figures can be clearly seen on the coffin.

Each coffin is a person, so how many dead people must be here!I was terrified in my heart, and looked at Lao Li, he was frowning as if he was thinking about something.I felt cold all over, so I hurried over to stay close to him, mainly to find some psychological comfort, he had a mahogany sword on his body, just in case... if it happened, he could still save his life. Ahead——At this time there was another gunshot in front of the countless coffins. According to my opinion, I hurried over to see what happened. It is better to fight with the living than with countless dead people.But Lao Li was not in a hurry now. He walked to a coffin, squatted down and carefully checked the material and pattern of the coffin, and then he called me over.

"Master Luo, come and help me lift the lid of the coffin." He said very lightly. I was taken aback: "Lift the coffin lid?" Lao Li nodded, with a serious expression, and said: "There is something strange here, come and help me first, and I will explain to you later." I also know that there is something strange here. There are so many coffins, not to mention those placed on the ground, but those hanging in the air by chains are extremely strange.In fact, I was still afraid, so I walked slowly to Lao Li's side. Old Li may have seen my fear, and said gently: "Don't be afraid, it's nothing...Master Luo, don't open it completely, make a little gap from the side, let me see what's inside."

My palms were covered with cold sweat, if a zombie suddenly popped out of the coffin, then we would really be doomed.Although I thought so, but I didn't want to be underestimated by Lao Li, so I had to bite the bullet and go to the other side and carefully moved the coffin lid to the side with Lao Li.I closed my eyes and covered my ears to embolden myself. After a soft sound, Lao Li suddenly said "Huh" in great surprise, "Why is this clothes?" I knew he was talking about the shrouds worn by the people in the coffin. Strange, it must be extraordinary.However, I still didn't have the guts to see where the strangeness was.

"What's wrong?" I turned my face upwards and asked Lao Li without looking at the coffin. "This dress is not a shroud." Lao Li said to himself, "Eternal lamp... hair can..." Eternal lanterns and hair cans I know that Han people in many places put these two things in their burials.But...Tibetans believe in sky burial, so they definitely don't need these things.Thinking of this, I was startled. Are all the people in the coffins here Han Chinese? ! "Master Luo, close the coffin. Open a few more to have a look." Lao Li's complexion was a little abnormal, it was an unusually excited and restless red.I agreed, and moved a few coffins with him, and he went to check.No matter how curious I was, I didn't have the guts to look at the dead in the coffin. At most, I squinted and saw that all the coffins on the ground had extinguished lamps and clay pots—that is, hair pots.

After lifting the lids of seven or eight coffins one after another, Lao Li asked me, "Master Luo, what do you think?" I didn't even look at them, so I shook my head. Old Li sighed, and said worriedly: "They are all soldiers, you know, just like on TV, the clothes with the word soldier on the front and back." I nodded, but I didn't understand why Lao Li said this. He went on to say: "It should be a soldier from the late Qing Dynasty. There is an original German Type 88 Mauser in a coffin..." Mauser?If it was really a person in the late Qing Dynasty who owned a Mauser gun, then what a high status he must have!Original Mauser guns were not available to every soldier in the late Qing Dynasty.Ordinary soldiers can at most have one made in Hanyang.

At this time, there was another gunshot ahead. Lao Li ignored it, frowned even tighter, and asked me: "Master Luo, are you familiar with the history of the Qing Dynasty? Is there any record that at least one hundred soldiers suddenly disappeared in Tibet? I think there are at least one hundred coffins here... ..." I am not very vague about the history of the Qing Dynasty. In the late Qing Dynasty, the imperial court reduced the number of soldiers stationed in Tibet.If a hundred Han soldiers suddenly disappeared, it would be impossible for such a big event to go unrecorded.But... I quickly searched all the relevant information in my mind, but I couldn't find any relevant records.

"Are you sure they were soldiers stationed in Tibet in the late Qing Dynasty?" I asked uncertainly. Lao Li nodded affirmatively: "It must be, and the ones I saw were all young and strong...the clothes are also intact. If you don't believe me, you can take another look." Of course I didn't have the guts to go see it again. According to Lao Li, there are at least a hundred soldiers from the late Qing Dynasty here, and there are weapons buried with them in the coffin.This is no ordinary strangeness. Lao Li was originally a disciple of Taoism, and he knew the funeral customs of various places by heart.The pavilions and figures on the coffin are the contents of the "Twenty-Four Filial Piety", and the long-burning lamps and hair cans are typical northern funeral things.In other words, these people are all northern Han Chinese.In this way, the matter is even more complicated. After death, so many ordinary soldiers in the north wear military uniforms and do not wear black shrouds according to the rules.

I looked at Lao Li in confusion, hoping that he could give me a reasonable explanation further. Lao Li's face became more serious. He asked me to stand aside and move the lids of each coffin by myself. After confirming with my own eyes that none of the coffin lids were nailed, he told me to follow him to find the coffin without saying the reason. Japan. The devil is easy to find, just in front of where the gunshots came from.Lao Li and I bravely walked through the densely packed coffins.The sporadic gunfire was getting closer and closer, and finally, we saw the Japanese devils, as well as Zhuoma Yangjin.However, there are still a few people between us and them, a few people who are dressed like those soldiers in the late Qing Dynasty that Lao Li said, but the clothes are a little weathered.They moved slowly trying to attack the group of devils.Seeing these people approaching, the devils hurriedly fired, as if they were out of ammunition.Once the men were pushed back, they stopped firing to save bullets.The two sides were at a stalemate. As soon as we arrived, the faces of the devils changed drastically, but it was Zhuoma Yangjin who nodded to us calmly as a greeting.Ever since I saw the red mountaineering suit under the big pit, I have always been worried that she had an accident. Now that she is safe and sound, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart: why is she not dead? not dead. Zhuoma Yangjin, although I changed my mind several times in an instant, but no matter what, there was no reason for me to respond to her pretending to be innocent, nodding and smiling.It is impossible for me to forget so easily that she and the Japanese devils pushed me into the blood spring.Therefore, I ignored her greeting and turned around to ask Lao Li if these people in late Qing Dynasty clothes were zombies. Lao Li pondered for a while, and said: "It seems that the clothes are the same as those in the coffin, and I also noticed that there were several empty coffins there before. If I guessed correctly, these people should come from those coffins." ran out." Just as Lao Li was speaking, there was another messy "zhaza" sound behind us.The besiegers kept their backs towards us, and when they heard this sound, they turned around slowly in unison, looking behind us.When I saw their appearance, I was immediately terrified and pulled Lao Li back several steps.Their faces are so dry that only a piece of shriveled black skin remains, their eyes are just two deep black holes, and their white teeth are exposed! I can’t lose face in front of the devils, even if I’m afraid in my heart, I will force myself to pretend nothing happened, try my best to show them a smile, and then ask Lao Li in a low voice: “What should I do?” Lao Li didn't speak, and listened carefully to the "zaza" sound. He listened and his face suddenly changed: "Master Luo, it's not good!" I quickly asked what happened.Lao Li told me that those "zaza" sounds were the sound of moving the coffin lid. I listened carefully, and it was indeed similar to the sound we made when we moved the coffin lid at the beginning.Could it be that the nearly one hundred coffins have undergone corpse changes, and they have all turned into ghosts or zombies in front of us?If this is the case, needless to say, all of us living people will die, and no one will be spared.Turning around and going back, the hole that was blown out by the devils has been blocked by Lao Li and me. Even if it is not blocked, there are still several undead zombies on the other side of the hole, which can easily kill us at any time.